The Richest Man Yang Fei

　　 Yang Fei backed out the car and took his brother back to Wanhua Building.

　　 The two got out of the car.

　　 Yang Jun looked at his younger brother with a calm gaze.

　　 Yang Fei is too familiar with this look. His grandfather, father, and elder brother often use this expression to interrogate prisoners.

　　 "Brother, sit on it." Yang Fei pulled Yang Jun.

　　 "I have something to ask you!" Yang Jun remained motionless.

　　 "I know what you want to ask, and the answer you want is right there."

　　 Yang Jun followed him into the building suspiciously.

　　 The front desk in the lobby smiled sweetly: "Hello Boss Yang!"

　　 Yang Jun is confused, thinking where is Boss Yang?

　　 At this time, Yang Fei held the shelf and gave a slight hum, as a response.

　　 Entering the elevator, Yang Jun said nothing, but did not ask.

　　 came to the ninth floor and walked into a spacious and bright office. At the front desk stood a charming little girl who looked like a flower.

　　 "Hello boss!" Xiang Qiao bent over and shouted again, "Hello, Big Brother Yang."

Yang Jun was stunned and then recognized that she was the girl who ate together in Yulouchun last time, but she was like a little girl next door that day. Today, she wears a light makeup and is dressed appropriately. Suit, like a white-collar beauty.

　　 The doubts in his heart deepened.

　　 Su Tong, wearing a professional skirt, greeted him with a smile: "Good boss, good Brother Yang!"

　　 Yang Jun agreed with a nasal sound.

　　 When he entered Yang Fei's office, he finally couldn't help it: "Xiao Fei, what's the matter?"

　　 "Brother, this is the company I opened." Yang Fei didn't intend to hide it from his family, just to give them a process of acceptance.

　　 Yang Jun's face changed rapidly, and he looked left and right.

　　The office partitions are made of transparent glass. When the blinds are not pulled down, you can see the panoramic view of the outside at a glance.

　　 "This is your company? Aren't you working at the Nanhua Plant?" Yang Jun still didn't understand.

　　 "I am an employee in the factory, but I started my own company outside."

　　 "Such a big place! And it is in Wanhua Building. The rent is not cheap. Where did you get the money? What does the company sell?"

　　 "There is a batch of inventory in the factory, and I help with sales. Fortunately, the business is good, and there are items every day."

　　 "Selling Nanhua Plant's products?"

　　 "Yes, mainly washing powder."

"Washing powder? How much money can this make? A pack of washing powder, but it costs more than two yuan." Yang Jun said disapprovingly, "Your main business has to be put on work. I just went to your factory to ask. Yes, you took a month off?"

　　 "Brother, times have changed. After the southern tour last year, 150,000 officials and intellectuals in the system went to the sea for business in our country. This is a historical turning point and will create a large number of entrepreneurs."

Yang Jun was silent for a while, and said: "I don't know how to do business, but I also know that starting a business is difficult. You just started, renting such a big office, and paying for a car. Wouldn't it be too radical? "

　　 "Brother, my business is doing okay now. These are all necessary expenses."

　　 Yang Jun disagreed, thinking that his brother’s money was borrowed or borrowed.

　　Su Tong poured a cup of coffee, gave it to Yang Jun, and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, please have coffee."

　　 Yang Jun took it over and said thank you.

　　 Su Tong pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't be polite to me, I'm just helping the boss."

　　 Yang Jun took a sip of coffee. This is the first time he drank this foreign stuff. He frowned in pain and let it go: "I'm still used to drinking tea."

　　 Su Tong quickly said: "I'll make you another cup of tea."

　　 Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "No more, I'm not thirsty."

　　 Su Tong smiled and turned around to make tea.

　　 Yang Jun pushed the cup to his younger brother: "You drink it, don't waste it."

　　 The two brothers never divide their cups. Of course Yang Fei wouldn't mind, so he would drink it when he picked it up.

　　 "Brother, have you ever thought about changing jobs? The public security department is not bad, but the prospects for development are somewhat narrow." Yang Fei said this sincerely. With Yang Jun's straightforward character, he was only a criminal policeman all his life.

Yang Jun waved his hand: "I want to be a policeman. This is my dream. I am here just to find out if your money is on the right path. Since you are running a company, then I don't care about you. Remember. Stay in one, don't break the law, I don't want to one day, I will catch you personally!"

　　 Yang Fei laughed loudly: "Brother, don't worry! There won't be that day."

　　 Yang Jun got up: "I'm leaving, I asked for leave."

　　 Su Tong brought tea in and said, "Brother Yang, are you leaving now?"

　　 Yang Jun waved his hand and walked towards the door.

　　 Yang Fei sent him downstairs and drove him back to his unit.

　　 "Do your parents know about you?" Yang Jun asked.

　　 "I haven't said yet, let's talk about it when my career picks up, otherwise, they will scold me for not doing business properly."

"As long as you know."

　　 "Brother, you can help blow the air and let them slowly accept the fact that I am doing business. Just say that I can't make a good job. Our Yang family is poor for more than a dozen generations, and it's time to come out and make a personal breakthrough."

　　 Yang Jun listened to this, and said thoughtfully: "You are right. The big deal is to start over! At the very least, all of our families have jobs. If you fail to start a business, you won't be out of food."

　　The business failed?

　　 It is impossible to fail.

　　 "Brother, do you want to try it?" Yang Fei knew that his brother loves cars, and he took the driver's license. Almost everyone in the criminal police team can drive, and sometimes it is necessary to drive for tasks.

　　 Yang Jun felt a little heart-stirring, jumped into the car, took a look, and started to operate skillfully.

　　 "Brother, I'll buy you a new car. It's also convenient for you to commute to and from get off work, and your parents can also enjoy the blessing."

　　 "I want to drive, there are cars in the team, I just don't have a bus for personal use."

　　 This is true, the criminal police team has the most cars in the same department.

　　 At the Public Security Bureau, Yang Jun put out the fire.

　　 "Brother, don't you really consider changing your unit?"

　　 "As I said, I like to be a policeman. Just take care of yourself. I have me at home."

　　 Yang Fei thought, I like to be a policeman, so let him be.

　　 He made up his mind, he must help his elder brother to get to the top from the side, and he can't let him work as a detective for a lifetime.

　　 Yang Jun got out of the car, walked to the door, turned around, and waved to Yang Fei.

　　 Yang Fei then drove away.

　　 There are only Su Tong and Xiang Qiao in the company headquarters.

Although no more business has been launched yet ~www.ltnovel.com~, there are actually quite a lot of things every day. There are more than 700 people underneath to manage. The itinerary of these 700 people, the daily payment, Su Tong and Xiang Qiao had to make arrangements for the reconciliation, as well as the verification of various reimbursements, as well as the food, lodging and transportation of more than 700 people outside.

　　 After Xiang Qiao arrived, he and Su Tong went to sleep in the company shop at night, and Yang Fei still went back to the dormitory.

　　 His house is a two-bedroom and one living room with parents. He and his brother sleep in the same room. It is crowded. Now that his brother has a girlfriend, it is even more inconvenient at home.

　　 Brother's unit has not been allocated rooms yet, and he still lives at home.

　　 Yang Fei just wanted to buy a suite outside.

　　In the southern province of 1993, commercial housing was still a rarity. Most of the citizens have fixed jobs, either by sub-housing by units or by raising funds to build houses.

　　 In fact, as early as 1984, Southern Province initiated the reform of the housing system and introduced the concept of commercial housing in housing construction. At that time, the price of a house was around 3,000 yuan.

　　 However, three thousand yuan in 1984 is undoubtedly a sky-high price for workers who only have a few dozen yuan a month.

　　 When the time came in 1993, the wages were much higher, but the housing prices of commercial houses also rose by the sky. A house cost tens of thousands of yuan, which is still something that workers with a monthly salary of 300 or 400 yuan cannot look up to.

　　 For Yang Fei, this house price is too cheap.

　　 Near Wanhua Building, there is a commercial housing complex. The house was built last year and has not yet been sold out.

　　 Yang Fei went to see it twice, and felt that the environment and location of this community all met his own requirements.

　　 Leaving the Public Security Bureau, Yang Fei drove to the Royal Garden sales office and asked the staff if there was a large apartment with more than four bedrooms.

　　 As a result, the staff didn't tell me, there were only two types of units of 50 square meters and 80 square meters.