The Richest Man Yang Fei

　　 The two shook hands and sat down to talk.

　　 "Xiao Cai, go ahead, there is me here." Wan Aimin waved to the female staff member, waited for her to leave, smiled and said to Yang Fei, "I haven't seen you go home yet?"

　　 "I went to Shanghai. Sister Wan, since it's you, I won't go around in circles. I want to borrow money. I don't know if it's okay?"

　　 Wan Aimin smiled and said, "It is our bank's obligation to support the development of enterprises! I don't know how much you want to borrow?"

　　 "General Han Xin, the more the better." Yang Fei smiled.

　　 Wan Aimin did not agree, nor refused, and said, "I have known you for so long, but I still don’t know where your factory is? What products does it sell?"

　　 Yang Fei cleared his own truth, told the truth, and said: "I don't have my own factory now because of insufficient funds. If I can get money from the bank, I will immediately prepare to build my own factory."

　　 "Only selling washing powder? Can you make so much money every day?" Wan Aimin was stunned.

　　 In her impression, washing powder is only more than two yuan per pack. Yang Fei does not have a factory, so he can make so much money?

　　 "If you have your own production plant, you will make more money." Yang Fei said modestly, "Please also Wan Jie for more support."

　　 Wan Aimin groaned: "It stands to reason that for a high-quality customer like you, loans are not a problem, but the approval has been strict recently. You have to have fixed assets, or a powerful company is willing to guarantee you, otherwise, the loan amount is very limited."

　　 Yang Fei also knows this is true.

　　 What the bank eats is interest. If there is no relevant qualifications or the risk is too great, it is impossible to lend money. This point was especially strict in the ten years. It was very difficult for ordinary private enterprises to obtain loans.

　　 Yang Fei smiled and said: "Sister Wan, I don't want to embarrass you, let alone exchange rebates for money, so that sooner or later, something will happen. Under your approval authority, how much can I grant me?"

　　 "Five million!" Wan Aimin said a conservative number.

　　 Yang Fei’s savings in the branch exceeded this number. In addition to his car, house, and the shell company called the bubble, a loan of 5 million yuan is not a problem.

"What about the short-term turnover? I only borrow for 20 days, and the interest rate is higher. It's okay." Yang Fei said his psychological price, "borrow 100 million, a month, and give the bank 10 million in interest, do you think it is feasible? "

　　 Wan Aimin shook his body, looked at Yang Fei’s eyes, and slowly said, “What are you doing with this money? If it’s not for enterprise production, it’s sad to approve it.”

　　 Yang Fei smiled slightly: "Sister Wan will have a way, right?"

　　 Wan Aimin knows what he means, and it’s not that no one is doing things illegally.

　　 Someone used to do it, now someone does it, and somebody will do it in the future.

　　The place where there is interest is the Shura field that tests people's hearts.

　　 "Brother Yang, tell me honestly, what are you going to do?" Wan Aimin asked in a deep voice.

　　 "I do want to open a factory, the company's approval has been down, and I will soon choose a location to build the factory."

　　 "The factory can't be built in 20 days. Moreover, you pay such a high interest, which shows that you have a big plan!"

　　 Yang Fei didn't tell the truth, and smiled: "If Sister Wan is in trouble, then forget it."

　　 Wan Aimin thought for a while and said, "Let’s do it, I’ll help you apply for a ten million loan. Brother Yang, if you open a factory in the future, it will be easier to talk about loans again."

　　 "I understand. Then please come to Sister Wan." Yang Fei got up and said goodbye.

　　 Had it not been for him to be sure, knowing that Baoyan's turmoil would be profitable, he would not get a loan from the bank.

　　 Loan to open a factory is already a tightrope walker.

　　 loan stocks, that is, dancing on the hair.

　　 It's really unexpected to see Wan Aimin here.

　　 The bank can only borrow ten million yuan, which to him is better than nothing.

　　 However, he also understands Wan Aimin.

　　 If Wan Aimin was really a greedy master, Yang Fei would not dare to live close to her in the future.

　　On the way back to the company, he suddenly thought of Jiang Shuying's letter, so he hit the wheel and headed to the dormitory of the daily chemical factory.

　　 Opening the dormitory door, Yang Fei saw a letter lying quietly on the floor.

　　 He picked it up, closed the door, opened the letter, and sat at the desk watching.

　　 The letter is very long, Jiang Shuying's writing is graceful and smart, as charming as her elegant and refined appearance.

　　 In the letter, she mainly recounted some of her life after returning to Shanghai, mentioned her desire to take the university entrance examination, and also asked Yang Fei if she wanted to take the exam together.

　　 Letters of this era, even between boy and girl friends, are really talking about ideals and life!

　　 At the end of the letter, she replied playfully: "Want to have a warm drink with me for the rest of my life? Okay, if I have a chance, I will come to you, not drunk and no return."

　　 From beginning to end, she didn't mention the previous breakup letter.

　　 Is she selective forgotten?

　　 Still planning to treat him as a normal friend?

　　 Yang Fei didn't reply, because she went to the capital and had to wait for her letter to know her new address.

　　 He went back to his parents’ house to have a meal, and then went to visit his grandfather at his home in the county.

　　 The next day, Yang Fei drove to Taohua Village.

Comrades from the County Water Conservancy Bureau have already driven out the planning and design drawings of the tap water. After discussing with Tielianping, he first advances funds, recruits workers, and lays tap water.

　　 The largest retail hall in the provincial capital, and the largest securities business hall in the provincial capital, officially opened three days ago.

　　 Yang Fei does not have to go back to Shanghai, he can also grasp the stock market changes~www.ltnovel.com~Yanzhong Industrial's stock price has been rising slowly, and there is no significant fluctuation.

　　 This is what Yang Fei hopes. The longer the time is, the more funds he will accumulate.

　　 The degree of craziness among investors in Southern Province is no less than that of Shanghai people.

　　 The market opened on Monday. Thousands of people flooded into the business hall of Founder Securities on Liuhua Street, blocking the 1,800-square-meter retail lobby.

　　 Yang Fei drove to check the market and came back.

　　The atmosphere of the provincial capital and the sense of service of the brokerage are not as good as Shanghai.

　　 From the southern province to Shanghai, it takes only two hours by plane.

　　Yang Fei decided that when the merger and acquisition war entered the substantive stage, he would fly to Shanghai again to watch the war of the century in person.

　　 This day, September 29th, is another Wednesday.

　　 Yang Shenxian, who had not appeared, suddenly appeared in Shang Hai.

　　 In the big room of the stock exchange, it belonged to Yang Fei's compartment. It has been ten days since I saw anyone.

　　 Da Jinya and others, when they saw Yang Fei walk in with high spirits, they thought they were dazzled.

　　 Then, as if they saw a savior, they all rushed over and shouted: "Shenxian Yang! Shenxian Yang, you can count it!"

　　 Yang Fei was a little inexplicable, touched his chin, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

　　 "Shenxian Yang, we miss you!" Da Jinya made no secret of his gaffe, hehe smiled, "Please sit down."

　　 Yang Fei rushed to Shanghai before the National Day holiday. Of course he didn’t come to travel.

　　Although in Southern Province, you can also see the stock market.

　　 However, he is still willing to sit in Shang Hai’s big family room and feel the battle for himself.

　　 In addition, he has money in his hands again, and he can continue to increase his position.