The Richest Man Yang Fei

Old inkstone?

　　 That sloppy, cynical old naughty boy?

　　 Is he really qualified for the post of President of the Americas Division?

　　 In Yang Fei's mind, the old Yan who was not stalwart and not tall flashed past.

　　 However, although I didn't spend much time with Lao Yan, the other party left a deep impression on Yang Fei.

　　 Especially last time, Lao Yan ran to the provincial capital and took a two-pronged approach, slashing the mess and handling the crisis for Yang Fei.

　　 Since then, Yang Fei has taken a look at this person with admiration.

　　 Maybe, this person can really take on this big task?

　　 Yang Fei thought about this and asked:

　　 "You just said that he may not be the president of the Americas Division? Unless we do?"

　　 Chen Mo smiled and said, "Unless, you can offer a price that makes his heart beat."

　　 Yang Fei said: "According to my investigation of him, this person is alone and seems to have no family? This weird person, one person is full, the whole family is not hungry, what else can you say to impress him?"

Chen Mo said: "A person will always ask for something, and there will always be his weaknesses. If he really has no desires, he won't come to the beautiful school to become the principal, right? I won't take the initiative to help you last time Settling the trouble."

　　 Yang Fei thought: "Then you say, what does Lao Yan ask for?"

　　 Chen Mo said: "I can't tell."

　　 Yang Fei said: "Then I will talk to him."

　　 Chen Mo said: "You can ask the old principal to come to Shanghai."

　　 Yang Fei said, "No, I'm going back to the southern province and talk to him in person. That's good, invite him to the provincial capital, and I will meet with him in the provincial capital."

　　 Chen Mo immediately contacted Lao Yan.

　　 This old Yan, usually does not have a phone in class, Chen Mo couldn't contact him, so he had to call Tie Lianping, and asked Tie Lianping to go to school to find Lao Yan and tell Yang Fei what he wanted to talk to him in person.

　　 Yang Fei's meeting with Lao Yan took place in a beautiful mansion in Southern Province.

　　 The old Yan dress is very casual. At first glance, it looks like an old farmer, but there is an outstanding temperament between the eyebrows and the eye, which is different.

　　 Yang Fei made tea for him himself, and the old Yan stood up slightly to show respect.

　　 Old Yan tasting tea, hehe smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, I don’t have much credit. How can I be worthy of you asking me to drink tea in the provincial capital? I am ashamed of it!"

　　 Yang Fei said, "Old principal, this cup of tea is to thank you for helping me last time."

　　 The old Yan said hey: "That little thing, why do you have to worry about it?"

　　 Yang Fei said: "Old principal, are you interested in working in a company?"

Old Yan's eyes flashed: "Enterprises? No, corporate affairs are too complicated. I still like schools. I deal with a group of students. I am very simple. I am not too young anymore. If you are going to run business, I am an old man. People with old arms and legs can't run."

　　 Yang Fei smiled and said: "I don't want to run business, I want to ask the old principal to be a president."

　　Old Yan put down his teacup: "President? Is that Mr. Wei?"

　　 Yang Fei said: "A higher level than General Wei, Beauty Group’s business in the Americas lacks a president and is in charge of all affairs in the Americas."

　　 Old Yan said: "The Americas? Then can't you go to the United States or Canada?"

　　 Yang Fei said: "The headquarters of the Americas is located in New York. Old principal, I would like to ask you to come out and take on this great task."

　　 Old Yan said: "How can I do? You pay salary, is it not easy to hire someone? Why do you like me as a bad old man? Do you like me?"

　　 Yang Fei said: "Because you are not a bad old man, you have a strong academic background, you have rich experience in studying and working abroad, and you are in the prime of life and are not old."

　　 Old Yan said: "America? New York? Mr. Yang, you are trying to toss me!"

Yang Fei said, "Foreigners are unreliable. I still trust my own people. Old gentleman, please help me and take care of the Americas branch. You can open it up if you have any conditions. If I can help, I will definitely be satisfied. "

　　Old Yan said with a smile: "Can we still negotiate terms? Can any conditions be mentioned?"

　　 Yang Fei said, "Of course."

　　 The smile on Lao Yan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a painful and distorted expression.

　　 Yang Fei was slightly surprised, wondering whether Lao Yan had experienced any sorrowful past?

　　 "Old sir? Are you okay?"

　　 "Is there any wine?"

　　 "Yes." Yang Fei told Chen Mo to bring a good wine, and personally fill the old inkstone with a glass.

　　 Lao Yan picked up the cup and drank it in one sip.

　　 That's a two-to-two wine glass!

　　 Yang Fei looked at her tongue in amazement, and muttered in her heart, invite such an alcoholic to become the president?

Is 　　 really a wise move?

　　 After drinking the wine in the glass, the old Yan said loudly: "Sorrowful humanity liquor can dissolve, and Yuanlai wine is bad for people. The more you think about wine, the more you get drunk, you even break your bowels."

　　 Yang Fei was startled, and asked, "Old gentleman, is there something in your heart?"

　　 Lao Yan belched a drink and smiled miserably: "Mr. Yang, do you think that I have a good education and a good experience, but why did I end up alone?"

Yang Fei said, "Yeah, why? What about your family and friends? I have known you for so long. I have never seen anyone come to you. Even if I have a holiday, I never see you. How many people are there in the world? A person to come and go, right?"

　　 Old Yan was silent for a while, then held his face in his hand and said, "All dead! All dead!"

　　 Yang Fei and Chen Mo were shocked and couldn't help but glance at each other.

　　 "Old principal," Chen Morou asked, "Are all your family members dead?"

　　 This topic poked Lao Yan's heart, and he cried and said: "All dead, all dead!"

　　 Chen Mo filled his glass with wine and asked, "How did they die?"

　　 Old Yan picked up the cup, put it down again, and said, "It was killed by someone!"

　　 Yang Fei was shocked~www.ltnovel.com~Lao Yan took a few deep breaths and said: "I used to be a business. Ten years ago, my assets reached tens of millions."

　　 Yang Fei said, "That's amazing. Tens of millions a decade ago, that's really money! At that time, the salary was only a hundred dollars!"

Old Yan said: "Yes, I was considered a well-known entrepreneur at the time. Unfortunately, I only knew how to do research and business, but not to engage in competition. At that time, I was too simple to imagine the world. It's so wonderful!"

　　 Yang Fei said: "A competitor did it?"

Lao Yan nodded and said: "At that time, my corporate team, under my leadership, developed a new technology that is ahead of all products in the market. Once applied to the product, it can update the entire industry and eliminate the market. The old products on the Internet will form a new monopoly! My business can definitely take off. After the opponent knows, they pay 20 million and want to buy out my technology. Of course, I refuse to sell it. I have a business and a factory. You have to produce it yourself."

　　 At this point, Lao Yan held his head in his hands, and his fingers continued to tore his hair with force. The pain and grief went deep into the bone marrow, and the pain was as painful as a thousand snakes.

Old Yan said in a sad voice: "They used despicable means to set fire to my factory and burn my home. The more than 300 workers who worked overtime in the factory that night, my family, parents, wife, The eight-year-old son and the five-year-old daughter were all buried in the flames..."

　　 Chen Mo let out a cry, and couldn't help grasping Yang Fei's hand tightly, tremblingly: "It's terrible, who did it? It's so utterly conscience!"