Rebirth of the Super Prince

Yang Huaisu's words seemed to be a threat, but in fact there was no killing intent. \\\\ This point is completely opposite to the showdown at the Qingyan clubhouse last time, and Ye Jun can hear it.

In fact, Ye Jun could also understand why Yang Huaisu insisted on this issue, and changed his position, and put this kind of messy and charming things in the Bai family. I believe Wang Li would also insist on it.

"After all, it doesn't matter if you can figure it out for a while. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." After Ye Jun finished speaking, he pretended to leave. Seeing that Yang Huaisu just hummed, he made a mistake and quit box.

"Just let him go?"

"Now is not the time to worry about these things. Xiaojing has her own choice. If I kill him, Xiaojing will hate me." Regarding the question of the girl surnamed Kong, Yang Huaisu just sighed secretly, "You go to Hong Kong City now. , Xiaojing is there alone, I am always worried. Just in time, it is also time for me to go back to the Yang Family Meeting to see who is so impatient and already wants to extend his hand to the land of Jiangling."

The girl surnamed Kong was not surprised, she just responded and left the box.

As for Yang Huaisu, he sat on the chair and made himself a cup of tea, "If one day, let me know that you hurt Xiaojing and made her sad. Ye Jun, no matter what messed up people you know, I will let you A worthy death."

Click!

The teacup in his hand shattered, and the tea splashed all over the floor, but the hot mist hadn't dissipated yet, and there was no sign of Yang Huaisu in the private room.

The cold wind is blowing, the dry glory is gone, and the earth is covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

In the north, snow is not as rare as it is in the south. An old man sat by the river and cut a hole with a radius of less than one meter in the ice covering the water, and then fished with a fishing rod.

It is said that if you lose the ice fish, you can get a good harvest, but this fish also eats and catches.

This is true. Judging from the plastic boxes in which the fish are placed, the old man has harvested seven or eight large fish weighing two or three catties.

At this moment, the old man who had been sleeping with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, a faint smile flashed across his face, he lifted the fishing rod in his hand, and saw the fishing line spinning back and forth around the hole with a radius of less than one meter .

After a while, it seemed that the fish being played by the old man was tired, and gradually picked up by the fishing rod held by the old man, turned over in the hole, revealing a [-]-centimeter tail ridge.Afterwards, the old man lifted the net to the surface, "It's another big fish. It looks like it weighs five or six catties."

At this time, an off-road vehicle slowly approached, as if worried about disturbing the fish by the river, it slowed down on purpose.

"Old Meng, something happened." A middle-aged man got out of the car, with an anxious face on his face, "Come down and report that our arrangements in Jiangling are all over."

Gollum!

The old man's originally calm gaze suddenly shot a ray of cold light, and with a little force, he pulled the hook from the fish's mouth, and then threw the five to six catty big fish into the plastic box with a wave of his hand , causing a burst of water splash.

The middle-aged man walked up to the old man nervously, leaned over and said, "Zhang Song is dead. Shao Liangping and Cheng Zejian are still under investigation by the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. Even their daily duties have been temporarily replaced by others."

"Hmph! Temporarily replacing? From my point of view, is he planning to take over?" The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, his face darkened, "How did Zhang Song die? Did you say anything?"

"Old Meng, don't worry, he hit a wall and died in the police station, and he didn't leak any information."

"Very good." The old man slowly put away the fishing rod, "Check to find out who is behind the scenes. Of course, if Shao Liangping and Cheng Zejian can survive, then try our best, if not, then give up."

"Okay." Hearing this, the middle-aged man warmly packed the fishing rods and nets for the old man, "It is said that Zhang Song's father, Zhang Bo, is currently in Jiangling and seems to be planning to avenge his son's revenge."

"Well, losing a child in his later years, it's not easy for a white-haired man to give away a black-haired man. If you can help, let's help." After putting away the fishing rod that he had cherished for many years, the old man stood up, Leave the rest of the matter to the middle-aged man, "Let's not show up for the time being, and let those boys join in the fun. Of course, tell Zhang Bo in advance, so that there is no misunderstanding. The most important task now , is to stabilize Zhang Bo and let him know that we have an obligation and responsibility to seek justice for his son's death."

"Old Meng, I know what to do."

After finishing speaking, the old man staggered towards a building not far away. From the looks of it, this was a resort.

In fact, not only similar criticisms occurred here, but also in the seemingly sparse and ordinary courtyard house in Nantang City, even in the capital thousands of miles away!

Of course, both the Southern Tang Dynasty and the capital city basically guessed that this matter had something to do with Ye Jun.The former, the old people in the courtyard, all knew that Ye Junzhi was in the Jiangling River Dam. With the sudden collapse of the river dam and the subsequent on-site bidding, it can be seen that Ye Jun had the idea of ​​beating the dog in the water.

As for the latter, he controls the country's most high-end intelligence network, and the ability to infiltrate information is beyond anyone's imagination.Maybe some people are doing some outrageous things behind their backs, thinking that God knows you and me, but they don't know that if the country's intelligence network wants to check one or two things, it is absolutely a breeze.

Ye Jun's outsmarting this time seems clever, but in fact, as Dong Wentai said, he lost, and the defeat was a complete mess.

Zhang Song exchanged his death not only for the safety of his family, but also brought unimaginable troubles to everyone involved in this matter.In particular, Ye Jun, who led the development of this matter from beginning to end, bears the brunt of it!

On this very day, three cars headed for Air China, and four young men left this white city covered in snow and fog with their satchels on their backs!

Ye Jun was quite complacent, not only walked out of Huacheng Seafood safely, but also put a cold knife in front of Yang Huaisu.

Ye Jun is very aware of Yang Huaisu's position in the Yang Family Association, no matter who is behind this scene, I believe they dare not easily offend Yang Huaisu.Even in front of Yang Huaisu, even though they are blood relatives, they can only tremble and be cautious.

"Huh? Xiaojun, why are you here?"

Because Ye Jun didn't disguise himself, when he walked into the company, he was quickly recognized by Liang Hao and others.

Ye Jun slowly took off his sunglasses, which made all the employees in the company feel a sense of admiration, especially Gao Zhengkun and Xu Hanwen showed more affection.

"Boss, you are finally here. If you don't come again, I will definitely go to you." Locke immediately put down the keyboard on his lap, not too dirty, and directly wiped his sweaty palms with the sweater he was wearing , and then got up and came to Ye Jun, "Boss, you promised us that you were willing to spend some of your wealth to let us go to Wall Street. Have you forgotten?"

"No, this time I came here just for this matter."

In fact, before coming here, Ye Jun had already thought about it for a long time. Now he needs to prepare a large sum of money in order to shine in the financial turmoil next year.

Making money is always the first choice.

However, with this trip to the Southern Tang Dynasty, Ye Jun had to find a way out for himself.

Because Ye Jun had an intuition that he was afraid that he would face a frank and honest confrontation with the big bosses in Beijing in the near future.If he wanted these bigwigs to stop asking about this matter, Ye Jun must have a reasonable price. Those Olympic design drawings are not enough to impress these bigwigs in the capital.

But there is one thing, it is definitely possible, that is, to save the market!

Hong Kong City's reunification next year will be a period of turmoil for the people of Hong Kong City. In order to ensure that this reunification can play an exemplary role, it is inevitable that no changes will occur when we welcome back to Macao City.

Then, once Hong Kong City is caught in a financial turmoil, the state will definitely have to spend money to rescue the market.However, this figure cannot be too much. After all, in this era of limited macro-control capabilities, if the rescue of Hong Kong City is rashly used, it is likely to spread to the mainland, disrupt the financial order of the mainland, and even drag down the economic trend of the mainland.

But if Ye Jun uses this as a bargaining chip, he will definitely win a chance of survival. Ye Jun also has an extra chance of winning if he can convince the big bosses in Beijing!

But the problem goes back to the original place, and there is still a lack of money!

Therefore, it is impossible for Ye Jun to let the two gold-absorbing machines in his hands live leisurely under his nose, "Xiaojie, prepare with Mr. Locke, and leave for the United States tomorrow. Of course, I don't care how long you stay this time." , but it’s best to come back on New Year’s Eve, so that everyone can celebrate the new year and have auspicious celebration.”

Ye Jun ignored Hou Xiaojie and Locke's surprised eyes, and looked at Xu Dekai who was beside him, "Principal Xu, I will hand over the company's affairs to you for the time being, and the daily business will remain the same. If there are any problems that cannot be solved, you can give Xiao Jack or Mr. Locke, anyway, it won’t take too long to go back and forth by plane.”

"Okay." Xu Dekai smiled.

"You two, prepare to accept a large number of drafts. Remember, this is a commercial secret and is not allowed to be known to the outside world." Ye Jun looked at Gao Zhengkun and Xu Hanwen, who were restless, "Are you confident?"

"Boss, don't worry, we've been waiting for this day for a long time." Gao Zhengkun was more outgoing, and nodded vigorously when he heard the words, "We will definitely not let the boss down."

"Okay, after these drafts are finished, you are going to make a relatively complete set of tutorials. I plan to set up a training school. The training projects are mainly interior design and beautification with computers. Of course, the course also includes advertising design. Perhaps the training program may be expanded in the later stage, but for now it’s decided.” Ye Jun paused, and said something that excited Gao Zhengkun and Xu Hanwen, “Of course, the location of the training school is in Hong Kong City, and the two of you, It is necessary to be responsible for managing and teaching students, is there any problem?"

"Boss, we are worried..."

Xu Hanwen wanted to speak, but was pushed hard by Gao Zhengkun, "Boss, don't worry, this matter will definitely be fine!"

"Okay! That's it!" After Ye Jun finished speaking, he walked towards his exclusive office, "Xiaojie, Mr. Locke, come with me."

Hou Xiaojie followed Ye Jun non-stop. Locke, who had studied Chinese for a while, could more or less understand what Ye Jun said, and also followed.

They all knew that Ye Jun was going to raise money for them.

"it's me."

A familiar voice entered Zhou Yuanhao's eardrums, which made Zhou Yuanhao, who was holding the microphone, feel as if he was dreaming, "Chairman, hello."

"I need a sum of money now, please ask the finance department to prepare it."

Zhou Yuanhao was taken aback by what Ye Jun said straight to the point, but he didn't dare to ask more. With Ye Jun's benign operation, Hong Kong City Fashion Weekly has already entered the stage of generating income.Of course, the whole board of directors knew that this was inseparable from Zhou Yuanhao's talent, and they all praised Ye Junhui's ability to discern pearls, which really lived up to his reputation.

"Chairman, how much do you need? I'll ask the Finance Department to prepare."

Ye Jun made a rough calculation, and under the expectant eyes of Locke and Hou Xiaojie, he calmly said: "2000 million US dollars."

"U.S. dollars?"

Zhou Yuanhao was startled, 2000 million Hong Kong dollars is not much, but if it is in US dollars, it is hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars.

If it was the Hong Kong Fashion Weekly a month ago, even if they could get such a large sum of money, the liquidity would be extremely tight, and it would be quite difficult to get rid of it.

But now, even if Ye Jun opens his mouth to ask for 3000 million U.S. dollars, Zhou Yuanhao can still make up for Ye Jun without affecting the daily operation of the company, "Boss, it will take a while. It is relatively strict, and it is not easy to cash out a large amount of U.S. dollars.”

"Okay, I will let Hou Xiaojie come to Hong Kong City tomorrow, and then you can transfer in according to the account he designated." Ye Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, and said something that excited Zhou Yuanhao before hanging up the phone, " Tell me to go on, and say that I will go to Hong Kong City on the third day of the Lunar New Year. When the time comes, there will be no limit when I will be a guest. I will announce one thing. As for what, I will keep it secret for the time being, but you must do a good job of publicity in the early stage, and thoroughly attract the public My appetite is whetted."

"Chairman, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yuanhao stood up excitedly, his eyes showing excitement.