Chapter 244 Outbreak and Crisis
Li Minghao was shocked to hear that Lu Feng was so rich.
It's not that he hadn't heard that Lu Feng made a lot of money, but those were all countable and out in the open.
Moreover, according to his understanding, half of the less than 1 billion yuan of funds was used to receive goods, part was used to acquire markets and loan companies in Guangzhou, and the remaining money should have been enough to take over Shanghai Lugong.
Then there is no extra money!
"Where do you get so much money? Don't forget about Boss Tang. You still need to keep some reserve funds..." Li Minghao reminded.
After Li Minghao returned to the market, Lu Feng handed over all the entity-related businesses to him.
What Li Minghao didn't expect was that Lu Feng had such a big appetite.
After swallowing up the Zongyuan Market, he was immediately asked to contact Lu Gong and the property owner of Madian to propose the idea of acquisition.
"It's okay, as long as he is willing to sell it, we will take it. I will figure out the money issue." Lu Feng did not explain further.
If you tell them at this time that the real estate market is going to rise and the country will take big actions, they will definitely not believe it.
"Okay. Then I'll finalize it with them." Li Minghao finally felt relieved.
The acquisition of the market was carried out by Zongyuan’s original property company and had no direct relationship with Zhongbo.
This was also Lu Feng's instruction.
The acquisition went smoothly, and the changes on the plate exceeded Lu Feng's imagination.
After experiencing daily limit increases for several consecutive days, the newly launched varieties have finally entered a stable period of delivery.
In just one week, the total market value of the market has exceeded the new high since the establishment of the trading center, and the trading volume has exceeded 200 million.
An online meeting of first-level agent members was held.
In the group, Lv Feng announced the latest decision. "Next week we are going to issue an announcement to put all eight products under custody online for trading. Please be prepared."
"We fully support! Many members have reported that they cannot buy goods now, and too many goods on the market are out of stock. Mr. Lu, please arrange it quickly, we really can't wait." Chen Cui replied.
During this week, the transaction commissions alone increased by hundreds of thousands, and Chen Cui felt like she was just picking up money.
After two days of hesitation, the second-level agent members of the Madian market that were originally bound to her name began to flock in crazily, bringing her not only commission income but also a rising position in the market.
"This time, Mr. Ma has to be more lenient with us." Wang Zilin gave a warning.
Now the number of new members entering Xiamituan has stabilized at 0004. This time he is determined to strive for at least two varieties.
"Don't worry, no one will snatch it away. There are ten varieties this time, two for each person, which is just right." Ma Liang smiled naively.
The announcement will be made on Monday after ten varieties, and they will be launched on time on Wednesday.
At this time, in the Beiguang Building not far from BJ Madian Market, Li Guangquan was also staring at the plate with a calm expression as usual.
The beautiful Miss Lin, the mysterious magician, stood aside, not daring to breathe.
She was very familiar with the president's temper.
If he was really calm, the cup of Queshe wine next to him should have disappeared by now.
Now, the president didn't move at all.
"Teacher Su, what do you think?" Li Guangquan finally broke the silence and looked to the other side of the tea table.
He was a middle-aged man wearing thick glasses. He was very plump and looked like Maitreya Buddha with hair. He always had a smile on his face.
"President, don't worry. The more severe the market conditions are, the greater the gap will be with offline markets. In the end, we will have no choice but to force Lu Feng to open another position, which is unsustainable."
The middle-aged man in his fifties, who is called Teacher Su, is the editor-in-chief of a very famous newspaper. He is also a very well-known professional writer in the industry. He has deep feelings and insights into the stamp and coin market. He has always been a guest of honor at the top level of the industry and has a very good life.
However, Lin Mishu looked down on this middle-aged greasy man who was always lecherous from the bottom of his heart.
As a top student who had just graduated less than two years ago, after so many encounters, she knew very well that this fat pig's way of doing things was to pick out words that others liked and would never give any useful answers.
What puzzled her was that the bigwigs in these industries seemed to be drugged and fell for this trick.
This time, even Secretary Lin realized that the situation was not good.
The market is now full of rumors, and the most unacceptable voice is that only Lu Feng can do this kind of trading model well, and Li Guangquan is too conservative and it is difficult for him to achieve anything.
Secretary Lin has always adhered to the principle of doing more and talking less, but today she finally couldn't help but broke the silence.
"President, no matter what happens in the future, the current market response is very beneficial to Zhongbo. I heard that after Mr. Qiu and Mr. Ye went to Guangzhou, they not only did not pick up the goods, but also became Zhongbo's agents."
Li Guangquan turned his head slightly, his eyes full of displeasure.
Su Wenyang was humiliated, but he still smiled. "President, don't be angry. Young people don't know much..."
It would have been fine if he didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, the corners of Li Guangquan's mouth moved and he said calmly: "Xiao Lin, go to the car and get me a pack of cigarettes."
Secretary Lin turned pale with fright, knowing that he had made a big mistake. Just as he was about to explain, Li Guangquan's voice became stern.
"Still not going?"
Secretary Lin was unable to utter another word and left the office with a worried look on his face.
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Teacher Su."
"It's okay, it's okay. Miss Lin is also eager to save the master. Please don't blame me, President." Su Wenyang smiled, paused, and then said, "How about I write a few reports about this model after I go back?"
Li Guangquan was just happy about this and nodded, "Then I'll have to trouble Teacher Su."
"You're welcome. You're welcome." Su Wenyang picked up the teacup.
Half an hour later, Su Wenyang, holding a gift in his hand, passed by Secretary Lin at the door, who was still worried. He glanced at him contemptuously and walked away slowly.
Secretary Lin hesitated for a long time, but finally walked into the office.
Secretary Lin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were fewer teacups on Li Guangquan's desk.
"Do you know where you went wrong?" Li Guangquan's voice rang out.
Secretary Lin shook her head. She didn't think she was wrong.
"Do you know why we all like dealing with Su Wenyang? Because he is a smart man and never gives any advice when he is not sure. And even though we know that he likes to smooth things over and say nice things, we still give him enough respect. The reason is very simple. Because he has a pen in his hand, and in some cases, a pen can kill people much easier than a knife."
Secretary Lin pursed his lips.
"You are a smart person, but you made the most fatal mistake just now, which is being anxious! Go out, this is a lesson, don't do it again." Li Guangquan waved his hand.
Secretary Lin lowered his head and hesitated for a moment. He swallowed the words that came to his lips and nodded obediently, "Thank you, President."
She turned and left, swearing to herself that no matter what happened in the future, she would never say a word.
But if this continues, people's hearts will be scattered.
In the Madian Market, a new group headed by Ye Shunxing has become unusually active since returning from Guangzhou.
"Mr. Qiu, we are still 400 away from 3,000 active members. I feel like there is no way out." Ye Shunxing stared at the board.
In the ten days since they came back, they have tried their best, even mobilizing their relatives, friends and surrounding networks, but they have only managed to recruit more than 2,000 people. The impact of the financial crisis is still continuing, and he feels that he has reached his limit.
"Boss Ye, please hold on. The victory of the revolution is just around the corner. Let's divide the 400 into one and try our best to achieve the goal before these ten stocks are listed."
Dozens of people nodded.
They are now racing against time.
There are limits to what a trading center can do. If they cannot settle the first-tier agency issues before the new round of custody announcements, then they don’t know when their products will be available for online trading.
Every day, looking at the booming market, they were so anxious that they were almost smoking.
Everyone knows that in the past few months, Zhongbo not only collected hundreds of millions of low-priced spot goods, but also laid out more than 50 "junk varieties" in advance. This is obviously prepared for the trading platform.
It would take several months to digest all the more than fifty varieties.
If I can't do it before then, how long will it take to cash in what I have?
"That's it, everyone, work together, no matter what means you use, you must complete the task within three days. Each person has thirty places, and the next work will be arranged in the order of completion." Ye Shunxing gritted his teeth and gave a death order.
Before they completed their task, a special feature titled "The Dirt Beneath the Prosperity, the Difficulties of Electronic Trading of Stamps and Coins" appeared in major media outlets.
In just two days, several articles in the special topic were reprinted on major professional websites and forums.
The booming electronic transactions were like burning coal that was suddenly poured with a bucket of ice water.
It's sizzling!
At the end of October, discussions about electronic trading were rampant.
The trading volume on that day shrank by 9 percentage points in an instant.
A slap in the face!
The article in the special topic points out several major problems, including the serious disconnect between the disk and market prices under the high walls, as well as the risks of fundraising and possible illegal operations by the management of the trading center.
In these articles, electronic trading seems to be a sickle, a sickle that reaps ordinary investors and becomes unforgivable.
"Damn it, who wrote this!" Huang Doudou slapped the newspaper in his hand, wishing he could tear it into pieces.
"Nonsense. Many of the opinions here are imaginary and they attack us with the greatest malice."
Li Jicheng crossed his legs, read the newspaper, and quickly came to a conclusion.
"It was written by Su Wenyang, the director of the evening paper."
"Who? When did we offend anyone from the newspaper? Logically speaking, we still have a cooperative relationship with the Southern Media Group." Huang Doudou said.
"An old pen-wielding dog who is great at stirring up trouble." Li Jicheng expressed his impression.
Lu Feng finally finished reading the contents carefully and put the newspaper down.
"No matter who the other party is, the person who wrote the article must have a deep understanding of the industry. What is pointed out above are indeed possible omissions, and they are also problems that I have been trying to avoid for so long." Lu Feng sighed slightly.
If it weren't for these concerns, the fifty "junk stocks" should have been traded as soon as possible.
"What should we do now?" Huang Doudou is no longer the boy in jeans, and he has become more ruthless in his work.
"How about I find someone to contact him?" Li Jicheng was somewhat helpless. He had not expected that Li Guangquan would use forces outside the market to suppress them.
We finally saw hope under Lu Feng's operation, but this move undoubtedly caused huge trauma to the entire market.
It can be said that he killed one thousand enemies but lost eight hundred of his own.
"No need! The crisis coming early may not be a bad thing for us." Lu Feng said seriously.
"How can this be a good thing?" Huang Doudou was puzzled.
"If we don't solve these problems now, we will have to face them in the future. Today, we have dozens of products with a market value of several hundred million. We can afford to start over, but once the market gets bigger, the possibility of us turning around will also increase."
"It seems that you have an idea?" Li Jicheng stared at Lu Feng with a squint.
"Hand over the management rights of core data and actively seek supervision." Lu Feng said in a deep voice.
"Ah? How can this be possible?" Huang Doudou was shocked.
Li Jicheng's expression changed slightly.
If it is true as Lv Feng said, then it is like a blind man touching an elephant. Without core data, how can they make timely adjustments?
What's more, if you hand over the most core data, you will no longer have the initiative.
"So, we must find a balance." Lu Feng took a deep breath, took out his phone and called Liu Jiajia.
At five o'clock in the afternoon of that day, Liu Jiajia stepped into the office door.
After not seeing her for a long time, Liu Jiajia seems to have matured a lot. During this period of time, she has participated in many industry salons in her own capacity and has also gained a lot of influence.
In particular, many experts and scholars are very optimistic about this school beauty-level student.
"Boss, are you having problems again?" Liu Jiajia put down her handbag, revealing a newspaper half-revealed from inside.
The two looked at each other and understood each other.
"seen it already?"
"How could I not have read it? Several major forums are full of related content. The people who wrote these articles have experienced writing skills and can grasp the key points." Liu Jiajia said with a smile.
When she saw Lu Feng, she became the naughty and joking girl again.
"Tell me. How do we do it?" Liu Jiajia asked.
"I plan to actively seek supervision and hand over some core data." Lu Feng said simply.
Upon hearing this, Liu Jiajia instantly understood the pros and cons of Lu Feng's actions, and also knew what his purpose was.
"This can indeed resolve the current crisis and lay a good foundation for future security. However, are you really willing to hand it over? That would be good for the market, but it would be a loss for you and Zhongbo!"
If another party intervenes and is responsible for supervision, the profits must be distributed.
Given the current size of the trading center, it will have to receive at least tens of millions less each year.
"Money is not important, safety is important. My original intention of doing this is nothing more than to lower the investment threshold, help the industry attract more people, and try to help everyone avoid detours."
Liu Jiajia stared at him.
If she didn't understand Lu Feng's character, she would definitely think that he was a hypocrite who talked about morality and justice.
"Sure, boss. You're getting more and more arrogant now." Liu Jiajia deliberately teased, and then changed the subject, "It just so happens that I will be attending a financial salon next week, and I will have the opportunity to speak at the meeting. I can warm up on the coin collection first, stir up the topic, and help you build momentum."
"Ms. Liu really understands me!" Lu Feng gave a thumbs up.
Liu Jiajia's mouth had two dimples. "Don't give me that crap. Where's the reward? I'm worth more than a few tens of millions now."
Lu Feng's expression changed slightly.
"We are classmates, so you can't ask for too much! Five hundred, no more!"
(End of this chapter)
Li Minghao was shocked to hear that Lu Feng was so rich.
It's not that he hadn't heard that Lu Feng made a lot of money, but those were all countable and out in the open.
Moreover, according to his understanding, half of the less than 1 billion yuan of funds was used to receive goods, part was used to acquire markets and loan companies in Guangzhou, and the remaining money should have been enough to take over Shanghai Lugong.
Then there is no extra money!
"Where do you get so much money? Don't forget about Boss Tang. You still need to keep some reserve funds..." Li Minghao reminded.
After Li Minghao returned to the market, Lu Feng handed over all the entity-related businesses to him.
What Li Minghao didn't expect was that Lu Feng had such a big appetite.
After swallowing up the Zongyuan Market, he was immediately asked to contact Lu Gong and the property owner of Madian to propose the idea of acquisition.
"It's okay, as long as he is willing to sell it, we will take it. I will figure out the money issue." Lu Feng did not explain further.
If you tell them at this time that the real estate market is going to rise and the country will take big actions, they will definitely not believe it.
"Okay. Then I'll finalize it with them." Li Minghao finally felt relieved.
The acquisition of the market was carried out by Zongyuan’s original property company and had no direct relationship with Zhongbo.
This was also Lu Feng's instruction.
The acquisition went smoothly, and the changes on the plate exceeded Lu Feng's imagination.
After experiencing daily limit increases for several consecutive days, the newly launched varieties have finally entered a stable period of delivery.
In just one week, the total market value of the market has exceeded the new high since the establishment of the trading center, and the trading volume has exceeded 200 million.
An online meeting of first-level agent members was held.
In the group, Lv Feng announced the latest decision. "Next week we are going to issue an announcement to put all eight products under custody online for trading. Please be prepared."
"We fully support! Many members have reported that they cannot buy goods now, and too many goods on the market are out of stock. Mr. Lu, please arrange it quickly, we really can't wait." Chen Cui replied.
During this week, the transaction commissions alone increased by hundreds of thousands, and Chen Cui felt like she was just picking up money.
After two days of hesitation, the second-level agent members of the Madian market that were originally bound to her name began to flock in crazily, bringing her not only commission income but also a rising position in the market.
"This time, Mr. Ma has to be more lenient with us." Wang Zilin gave a warning.
Now the number of new members entering Xiamituan has stabilized at 0004. This time he is determined to strive for at least two varieties.
"Don't worry, no one will snatch it away. There are ten varieties this time, two for each person, which is just right." Ma Liang smiled naively.
The announcement will be made on Monday after ten varieties, and they will be launched on time on Wednesday.
At this time, in the Beiguang Building not far from BJ Madian Market, Li Guangquan was also staring at the plate with a calm expression as usual.
The beautiful Miss Lin, the mysterious magician, stood aside, not daring to breathe.
She was very familiar with the president's temper.
If he was really calm, the cup of Queshe wine next to him should have disappeared by now.
Now, the president didn't move at all.
"Teacher Su, what do you think?" Li Guangquan finally broke the silence and looked to the other side of the tea table.
He was a middle-aged man wearing thick glasses. He was very plump and looked like Maitreya Buddha with hair. He always had a smile on his face.
"President, don't worry. The more severe the market conditions are, the greater the gap will be with offline markets. In the end, we will have no choice but to force Lu Feng to open another position, which is unsustainable."
The middle-aged man in his fifties, who is called Teacher Su, is the editor-in-chief of a very famous newspaper. He is also a very well-known professional writer in the industry. He has deep feelings and insights into the stamp and coin market. He has always been a guest of honor at the top level of the industry and has a very good life.
However, Lin Mishu looked down on this middle-aged greasy man who was always lecherous from the bottom of his heart.
As a top student who had just graduated less than two years ago, after so many encounters, she knew very well that this fat pig's way of doing things was to pick out words that others liked and would never give any useful answers.
What puzzled her was that the bigwigs in these industries seemed to be drugged and fell for this trick.
This time, even Secretary Lin realized that the situation was not good.
The market is now full of rumors, and the most unacceptable voice is that only Lu Feng can do this kind of trading model well, and Li Guangquan is too conservative and it is difficult for him to achieve anything.
Secretary Lin has always adhered to the principle of doing more and talking less, but today she finally couldn't help but broke the silence.
"President, no matter what happens in the future, the current market response is very beneficial to Zhongbo. I heard that after Mr. Qiu and Mr. Ye went to Guangzhou, they not only did not pick up the goods, but also became Zhongbo's agents."
Li Guangquan turned his head slightly, his eyes full of displeasure.
Su Wenyang was humiliated, but he still smiled. "President, don't be angry. Young people don't know much..."
It would have been fine if he didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, the corners of Li Guangquan's mouth moved and he said calmly: "Xiao Lin, go to the car and get me a pack of cigarettes."
Secretary Lin turned pale with fright, knowing that he had made a big mistake. Just as he was about to explain, Li Guangquan's voice became stern.
"Still not going?"
Secretary Lin was unable to utter another word and left the office with a worried look on his face.
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Teacher Su."
"It's okay, it's okay. Miss Lin is also eager to save the master. Please don't blame me, President." Su Wenyang smiled, paused, and then said, "How about I write a few reports about this model after I go back?"
Li Guangquan was just happy about this and nodded, "Then I'll have to trouble Teacher Su."
"You're welcome. You're welcome." Su Wenyang picked up the teacup.
Half an hour later, Su Wenyang, holding a gift in his hand, passed by Secretary Lin at the door, who was still worried. He glanced at him contemptuously and walked away slowly.
Secretary Lin hesitated for a long time, but finally walked into the office.
Secretary Lin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were fewer teacups on Li Guangquan's desk.
"Do you know where you went wrong?" Li Guangquan's voice rang out.
Secretary Lin shook her head. She didn't think she was wrong.
"Do you know why we all like dealing with Su Wenyang? Because he is a smart man and never gives any advice when he is not sure. And even though we know that he likes to smooth things over and say nice things, we still give him enough respect. The reason is very simple. Because he has a pen in his hand, and in some cases, a pen can kill people much easier than a knife."
Secretary Lin pursed his lips.
"You are a smart person, but you made the most fatal mistake just now, which is being anxious! Go out, this is a lesson, don't do it again." Li Guangquan waved his hand.
Secretary Lin lowered his head and hesitated for a moment. He swallowed the words that came to his lips and nodded obediently, "Thank you, President."
She turned and left, swearing to herself that no matter what happened in the future, she would never say a word.
But if this continues, people's hearts will be scattered.
In the Madian Market, a new group headed by Ye Shunxing has become unusually active since returning from Guangzhou.
"Mr. Qiu, we are still 400 away from 3,000 active members. I feel like there is no way out." Ye Shunxing stared at the board.
In the ten days since they came back, they have tried their best, even mobilizing their relatives, friends and surrounding networks, but they have only managed to recruit more than 2,000 people. The impact of the financial crisis is still continuing, and he feels that he has reached his limit.
"Boss Ye, please hold on. The victory of the revolution is just around the corner. Let's divide the 400 into one and try our best to achieve the goal before these ten stocks are listed."
Dozens of people nodded.
They are now racing against time.
There are limits to what a trading center can do. If they cannot settle the first-tier agency issues before the new round of custody announcements, then they don’t know when their products will be available for online trading.
Every day, looking at the booming market, they were so anxious that they were almost smoking.
Everyone knows that in the past few months, Zhongbo not only collected hundreds of millions of low-priced spot goods, but also laid out more than 50 "junk varieties" in advance. This is obviously prepared for the trading platform.
It would take several months to digest all the more than fifty varieties.
If I can't do it before then, how long will it take to cash in what I have?
"That's it, everyone, work together, no matter what means you use, you must complete the task within three days. Each person has thirty places, and the next work will be arranged in the order of completion." Ye Shunxing gritted his teeth and gave a death order.
Before they completed their task, a special feature titled "The Dirt Beneath the Prosperity, the Difficulties of Electronic Trading of Stamps and Coins" appeared in major media outlets.
In just two days, several articles in the special topic were reprinted on major professional websites and forums.
The booming electronic transactions were like burning coal that was suddenly poured with a bucket of ice water.
It's sizzling!
At the end of October, discussions about electronic trading were rampant.
The trading volume on that day shrank by 9 percentage points in an instant.
A slap in the face!
The article in the special topic points out several major problems, including the serious disconnect between the disk and market prices under the high walls, as well as the risks of fundraising and possible illegal operations by the management of the trading center.
In these articles, electronic trading seems to be a sickle, a sickle that reaps ordinary investors and becomes unforgivable.
"Damn it, who wrote this!" Huang Doudou slapped the newspaper in his hand, wishing he could tear it into pieces.
"Nonsense. Many of the opinions here are imaginary and they attack us with the greatest malice."
Li Jicheng crossed his legs, read the newspaper, and quickly came to a conclusion.
"It was written by Su Wenyang, the director of the evening paper."
"Who? When did we offend anyone from the newspaper? Logically speaking, we still have a cooperative relationship with the Southern Media Group." Huang Doudou said.
"An old pen-wielding dog who is great at stirring up trouble." Li Jicheng expressed his impression.
Lu Feng finally finished reading the contents carefully and put the newspaper down.
"No matter who the other party is, the person who wrote the article must have a deep understanding of the industry. What is pointed out above are indeed possible omissions, and they are also problems that I have been trying to avoid for so long." Lu Feng sighed slightly.
If it weren't for these concerns, the fifty "junk stocks" should have been traded as soon as possible.
"What should we do now?" Huang Doudou is no longer the boy in jeans, and he has become more ruthless in his work.
"How about I find someone to contact him?" Li Jicheng was somewhat helpless. He had not expected that Li Guangquan would use forces outside the market to suppress them.
We finally saw hope under Lu Feng's operation, but this move undoubtedly caused huge trauma to the entire market.
It can be said that he killed one thousand enemies but lost eight hundred of his own.
"No need! The crisis coming early may not be a bad thing for us." Lu Feng said seriously.
"How can this be a good thing?" Huang Doudou was puzzled.
"If we don't solve these problems now, we will have to face them in the future. Today, we have dozens of products with a market value of several hundred million. We can afford to start over, but once the market gets bigger, the possibility of us turning around will also increase."
"It seems that you have an idea?" Li Jicheng stared at Lu Feng with a squint.
"Hand over the management rights of core data and actively seek supervision." Lu Feng said in a deep voice.
"Ah? How can this be possible?" Huang Doudou was shocked.
Li Jicheng's expression changed slightly.
If it is true as Lv Feng said, then it is like a blind man touching an elephant. Without core data, how can they make timely adjustments?
What's more, if you hand over the most core data, you will no longer have the initiative.
"So, we must find a balance." Lu Feng took a deep breath, took out his phone and called Liu Jiajia.
At five o'clock in the afternoon of that day, Liu Jiajia stepped into the office door.
After not seeing her for a long time, Liu Jiajia seems to have matured a lot. During this period of time, she has participated in many industry salons in her own capacity and has also gained a lot of influence.
In particular, many experts and scholars are very optimistic about this school beauty-level student.
"Boss, are you having problems again?" Liu Jiajia put down her handbag, revealing a newspaper half-revealed from inside.
The two looked at each other and understood each other.
"seen it already?"
"How could I not have read it? Several major forums are full of related content. The people who wrote these articles have experienced writing skills and can grasp the key points." Liu Jiajia said with a smile.
When she saw Lu Feng, she became the naughty and joking girl again.
"Tell me. How do we do it?" Liu Jiajia asked.
"I plan to actively seek supervision and hand over some core data." Lu Feng said simply.
Upon hearing this, Liu Jiajia instantly understood the pros and cons of Lu Feng's actions, and also knew what his purpose was.
"This can indeed resolve the current crisis and lay a good foundation for future security. However, are you really willing to hand it over? That would be good for the market, but it would be a loss for you and Zhongbo!"
If another party intervenes and is responsible for supervision, the profits must be distributed.
Given the current size of the trading center, it will have to receive at least tens of millions less each year.
"Money is not important, safety is important. My original intention of doing this is nothing more than to lower the investment threshold, help the industry attract more people, and try to help everyone avoid detours."
Liu Jiajia stared at him.
If she didn't understand Lu Feng's character, she would definitely think that he was a hypocrite who talked about morality and justice.
"Sure, boss. You're getting more and more arrogant now." Liu Jiajia deliberately teased, and then changed the subject, "It just so happens that I will be attending a financial salon next week, and I will have the opportunity to speak at the meeting. I can warm up on the coin collection first, stir up the topic, and help you build momentum."
"Ms. Liu really understands me!" Lu Feng gave a thumbs up.
Liu Jiajia's mouth had two dimples. "Don't give me that crap. Where's the reward? I'm worth more than a few tens of millions now."
Lu Feng's expression changed slightly.
"We are classmates, so you can't ask for too much! Five hundred, no more!"
(End of this chapter)
