The Situation of Merchant Killing

Chapter 304 The Knife Behind
Yang Xifeng didn't sleep that night. He waited by the door until very late, hoping to hear the door opening of Chu Meimei's house and the sound of Han Ling walking out.

If she didn't leave overnight, then Chu Meimei would be hard to chase.

In fact, Han Ling and Chu Meimei are ferromagnetic, a bit like Long Mingyi and Xu Chen.

If Shen Yiren received a call from Long Mingyi who said he was staying in a hotel with Xu Chen, he would be more at ease than hearing that he was staying in a hotel alone.Although it does not conform to the secular logic, it can reflect the purity of the relationship between friends like Long Mingyi and Xu Chen.

Han Ling got up from the guest bedroom in the morning, rubbed his eyes in a daze, and went to the toilet.Chu Meimei was doing morning exercises in the hall full of energy.

"Are you working too hard?"

"Put on your clothes." Chu Meimei didn't look back. "What about showing muscles?"

"I've practiced well recently, touch it." Han Ling came over.

"Touching you is meaningless." Chu Meimei said while jumping with her legs high, "It's better to pet a dog."

"Get out!" Han Ling turned and left.

Han Ling changed his clothes and came out and said, "How are you going to deal with this old Yang. I don't think so, so you can go to him directly."

"I'm so cheap?" Chu Meimei stopped her jumping activities. "You have to let him eat well and sleep well. Think about me every day."

Han Ling opened the door to throw out the trash. He yawned and threw the trash into the trash can behind the security door.Yang Xifeng came out of the elevator door and saw Han Ling.

"Morning, Lao Yang." Han Ling waved his hand proactively.

"Morning." Yang Xifeng asked with a smile, "Is this just getting up?"

"Sleep late." Han Ling said casually, and went back to Chu Meimei's house.

He didn't notice Yang Xifeng's sinister gaze behind him.

In the evening, Chu Meimei bought delicious seafood, came to Yang Xifeng's door and rang the doorbell.Yang Xifeng opened the door.

"Old Yang." Chu Meimei brought up the seafood in her hand and showed it.

Yang Xifeng smiled, "What? Return the gift?"

"I can't do it. You help me."

Yang Xifeng said, "I'm not very good at cooking. Where's the boy from yesterday? Can he help?"

Chu Meimei walked in on her own, put the things on the table and said helplessly: "You mean Han Ling? He can't be counted on. He's too lazy to cook, and I don't know how his girlfriend tolerates him."

"Really?" Yang Xifeng smiled with his back to Chu Meimei.

"We've known each other for many years." Chu Meimei turned to Yang Xifeng and said, "What's the matter? Listening to your tone, why are you so hostile? Are you jealous?"

"It's good to eat seafood and some vinegar." Yang Xifeng smiled.

"Really?" Chu Meimei said, "I think some people seem to be more sour than old vinegar."

"Who?"

"An old comrade surnamed Yang." Chu Meimei said with a smile, "Did you not sleep well yesterday? I have two rooms, each sleeping in its own."

Yang Xifeng ignored her.

Chu Meimei hugged Yang Xifeng from behind, "That day, you hugged me, it was quite warm."

Yang Xifeng turned around and hugged Chu Meimei, "How about this?"

"Warmer."

Chu Meimei and Yang Xifeng hugged each other as if they were each holding a knife in their hands, ready to stab each other in the back.

Yang Xifeng gently carried Chu Meimei, a woman weighing less than ninety catties, into the master bedroom. This seafood meal was almost unfinished.

The next morning, Chu Meimei cooked porridge with some seafood left over from yesterday, and reheated some.She still hummed the song of Peppa Pig, "Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap..."

Yang Xifeng got up from the bed, smiling contentedly.

Did both sides succeed?Still succeeded?

After Yang Xifeng got up and washed, he came to the dining table. "My 'little pig', why are you working so hard today?"

"I didn't eat well yesterday." Chu Meimei said with a smile, "I have to eat well today."

"Are you sure you can eat well?"

Chu Meimei narrowed her eyes and said, "I still have something to do in a while."

"What's the matter?" Yang Xifeng drank the porridge made from leftover lobster yesterday, feeling almost tasteless.

"Ask old Chu for money." Chu Meimei said: "As for me, I'm still a 'reach out party'. As for you, I haven't seen you work. I guess you used to have money, but now you're sitting on nothing. Can't you ask for some money?"

Yang Xifeng asked: "How much pocket money do you spend a month?"

"What?" Chu Meimei asked happily: "You want to make a price? Then I am quite expensive."

"Nonsense." Yang Xifeng said: "I do some small investments. I can get by buying and selling stocks."

"One gain, two draws and seven losses, do you know that?" Chu Meimei said in disbelief, "It won't last long."

"I used to do investment." Yang Xifeng said: "I have tens of millions. By December, the money will be back."

"How much can you earn? Is it enough for us to spend?"

Yang Xifeng said: "Enough is definitely enough, but the more principal the better."

Chu Meimei thought for a while, "I can get 1000 million from Old Chu."

Yang Xifeng didn't speak, and continued to drink porridge.

"It's not a lot." Chu Meimei said with a bitter face: "His large sum of money is in Zhandao Capital, where my second uncle Chu Tianbai works."

"Zhan Dao Capital?" Yang Xifeng was taken aback, "Why is it there?"

"What's wrong?" Chu Meimei was puzzled.

"My friend who came that day was Long Mingyi from Zhan Dao Capital."

"Long Mingyi?" Chu Meimei was really surprised, "Is he Long Mingyi?"

Oh no.Chu Meimei felt that it was really terrible.Yang Xifeng and Long Mingyi were friends, so how would the money be transferred?All plans were disrupted.

Chu Meimei never thought of putting this money into the stock market to make money, she just used an excuse to ask for a sum of money.Yang Xifeng is here, so he can ask for the money.If the money is in their hands, they will not return it.It will be transferred into her bag step by step.She even has an empty shell ready, planning to steal all the money.

Yang Xifeng said: "Long Mingyi is fine. Investors' money can be invested in anyone. Zhan Dao Capital has no shortage of such money."

"En." Chu Meimei didn't know what to do.

This morning, Chu Meimei took Yang Xifeng to the office of her father Chu Tianfang.

"Meimei?" Chu Tianfang was quite surprised by Chu Meimei's arrival.

"Dad." Chu Meimei said coquettishly to Chu Tianfang: "Why, I can't come?"

"Of course I can."

Chu Meimei introduced Yang Xifeng and Chu Tianfang to each other.She said: "Old Yang has a project, I hope you, father, will invest in it."

"What project?" Chu Tianfang didn't like Yang Xifeng.Chu Tianfang, who has read countless people, always feels that Yang Xifeng is too gloomy.

"Meimei wants to invest." Yang Xifeng said, "I will help her."

"Meimei invests? Will she?"

"Let me introduce myself." Yang Xifeng said: "I am Yang Xifeng, the former investment manager of Linghai Securities. I just came out for insider trading."

Chu Tianfang was taken aback, "You are honest."

"This is respect." Yang Xifeng said, "It's useless for me to hide it. You can definitely find out."

"Then I respect you too." Chu Tianfang laughed, "Mr. Yang got in through insider trading. How can I trust you with the money?"

"You should trust me more." Yang Xifeng said: "After all, I really spent ten years in prison, because of this incident, I paid a heavy price. If I have a reverence for the law, I definitely don't want to go in again in this life."

"It can't just be said as soon as your upper lip touches your lower lip."

Yang Xifeng said: "Of course. I have nearly 8000 million assets in Zhan Dao Capital, and I will take them out. This is equivalent to a deposit. You lend me 1000 million in your own name. Let's try to operate it. If you lose money, I will pay you back 100." 30.00 million. The annual income of Zhan Dao Capital is about 5.00%. After deducting the 80.00% income commission, what you get is actually about [-]%. This month, if you give you a growth rate of [-]%, the annual rate of return is nearly [-]% (the reason for compound interest). What do you think? Of course, I can’t guarantee that it will be like this throughout the year. Because I found a good opportunity this month. Long Mingyi’s rate of return is good, but he is very harsh on investors. I can give you good conditions, with less commission."

"You are playing with fire!" Chu Tianfang reminded: "How can you guarantee it? Signing a contract with someone who is forbidden to enter the market like you is a violation in itself."

"I believe you won't have any objections to putting the money in Meimei's account?"

"Yes." Chu Tianfang said, "Then play."

Chu Tianfang agreed.

Chu Meimei was the happiest one.

(End of this chapter)