I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior

Chen Feng just followed Paul to the scene and watched it briefly, and he felt a feeling in his heart.

Half!

Capitalism is really corrupt.

He also wants to try.

After Chen Feng plans to buy it, every time he comes here, he can run laps in his yard, and even quietly complete some high-intensity training that an ordinary person can’t imagine. .

In fact, with his current strength, he can build a bigger and more magnificent manor as his residence in China, but once he does this, he really can’t find a reason to stay with Zhong Lei. Together.

Perhaps Zhong Lei also has the same concerns. He is obviously not short of money, so he only bought a flat four of neither too big nor too small in Hanzhou, and it was still an uncapped off-plan property. I plan to wait two years for the house to be handed over. When my parents come here, I will have a place to live.

In short, the current situation is very weird. One with a net worth of at least 8 billion yuan, and another with a net worth of hundreds of millions, is still sharing an ordinary apartment.

Because of some historical reasons, it is really hateful that the two of them have not paid the rent.

"How does Mr. Chen feel? Do you like it? This is the best villa newly circulated on the Los Angeles real estate market this month."

Standing in the courtyard, Paul was a little bit open His hands danced and cheered.

Chen Feng’s face was expressionless, slightly nodded: "The house is generally okay, I am quite satisfied."

Looking at him, Paul’s excitement was discounted on the spot, "Ah. Is it just satisfactory?"

"en. First of all, I don't like to take a helicopter, so the apron is a waste for me. Secondly, I looked at the terrain as a whole. The two mountains meet here. There is a water hammer. In Feng Shui, this terrain is called the Second Dragon Battling Pearl, which is a land for soldiers to kill. The homeowner bought this place. If it is a businessman, the business field will have to usher in a formidable opponent."

Chen Feng hands behind ones back, trying to hollow out his vocabulary, and expressing his "dissatisfaction" carefully.

He really can't pick out any shortcomings, and simply puts on metaphysics. The whole point is that you don't understand Feng Shui, which I actually don't understand.

Paul was in a cloud of hearing.

"Wind and water? Two dragons? Fighting? The previous homeowner was not a businessman, but a boxer who was famous for many years."

Blind break was dismantled on the spot, Chen Feng face doesn't change, "Isn't it all right? Doesn't the boxer fit the meaning of two dragons fighting?"

Paul was stunned, "Yes."

"From here on Looking from the sea, the scenery is beautiful, but according to climate statistics, the Western Northern Sea ocean monsoon blowing from the sea lasts the longest every year. This is called the northwest wind, ominous in my hometown’s language."

Paul’s entire circle, "Why is the northwest wind unlucky?"

Chen Feng asked, "Is the homeowner’s recent investment income not so good?"

Paul nodded, "It's not good."

He started to admire Chen Feng's principles of wind and water.

It's worthy of being an artist, and knowing more.

Chen Feng did a profound mystery, "Then this is the shortcoming of the house."

Paul slightly understood what Chen Feng meant.

Customers are God.

No matter where the customer’s dissatisfaction is, it’s over if you have any comments.

"Then... I will look for a new house?"

He asked tentatively.

Chen Feng corner of mouth twitching, Paul, the self-styled top ten broker, must be the first time he has dealt with a Chinese buyer.

"I mean, the overall condition of the house is satisfactory, but there are still shortcomings. I think the price should be lowered appropriately, 10 million US dollars, then the shortcomings will become tolerable . You tell the other party’s agent what I’m not satisfied with, and at the same time tell them that I can settle the full payment in one lump sum, and it can be settled immediately. Give me a reply within tomorrow."

Paul Nodded, "Okay, okay, I wrote it down."

Chen Feng has read the valuation report issued by a well-known accounting firm, which lists a lot of data in detail, including the transaction prices of the past dynasties. , Nearby real estate market analysis report, overall market analysis in the past two years, and the added value of many facilities and equipment inside the house, etc.

This villa is indeed worth 13 million U.S. dollars.

His current tentative offer is that the seller is short of cash flow and is eager to make a move.

This is a good opportunity. It is stupid to take advantage of it.

Of course, others may not agree, so we will talk about it tomorrow.

Things are simpler than he expected.

Paul called him that evening and said that after careful consideration by the seller, he said that if Chen Feng signs a contract that settles all the money within a week, it will be sold for 10 million yuan.

Chen Feng backhanded the matter to Meng Xiaozhou, letting Meng Xiaozhou act as his agent to handle the matter.

He only needs to stay in the hotel, and from time to time, accompanied by Meng Xiaozhou and his lawyer, sign his name on the document.

Chen Feng previously sold a lot of songs here for one to two million dollars, and as these works are completed one after another, they will continue to generate revenue in the future.

The U.S. dollars he took at the time were not transferred to China. Instead, he found a bank for custody on the spot.

This part of the money is very simple, belongs to his personal creation, that is, private property, and has nothing to do with the equity structure of Star Peak Entertainment.

Now it is convenient for him to access it at any time.

On the second day, the two parties signed the contract in a friendly atmosphere, and then Chen Feng was not familiar with the house transaction procedures, which were all handled by Meng Xiaozhou, the lawyer and Paul.

This part of the content does not need to be signed by him personally. Meng Xiaozhou, who has obtained his power of attorney, can do it for him.

Chen Feng lived in Hilton for three days, and got all the more than forty new songs in total, and barely finished one movie script.

His three-day life is simple, boring and boring, but his influence and change on the world has never stopped moving forward.

As SCN, New England Medicine, and The Lancet have successively completed official authoritative translations, the connotation of "Mad Man’s Conjectures 2.0 Version" is gradually revealed to the world.

Of course, the world’s admiration and admiration cannot bring him short-term intuitive benefits. Chen Feng also doesn’t bother to use social networks all day long to see how others tout him.

That is not important.

Rather than caring about these, he cares more about the construction of the Star Front Research Institute.

Although he has considered a lot of margins in the previous planning, but now he is planning to increase at least ten key new technology research and development forces at one time, then the previous planning is not enough.

Ryan is both happy and painful.

Happiness lies in suddenly discovering that he can do more things. Chen Feng just outlines the names of these projects with him can make him overwhelmed by emotions.

The pain lies in adding new design tasks and getting more land.

Chen Feng's pace is too fast and too fierce. The previous investment has not yielded a penny of profit, and the scale of the project has doubled.

Even the rich and imposing Ou Guohua is a little confused, not knowing whether to follow up or dissuade.

Chen Feng backhanded and said, "If Uncle Ou feels that the investment scale is too large, I can temporarily afford more additional investment, and I will borrow from Star Peak Entertainment’s working capital. Spend part of the money."

Ou Guohua hesitated briefly and appropriately reduced the scale of investment.

According to Chen Feng’s newly added personal investment scale, the final shareholding structure of Xingfeng Research Institute became his holding 57%, Ouhe Group 39%, and Ryan 4%, a quiet distance Chen Feng is one step closer to the 67% he wants.

To make such a large-scale asset change a reality, Chen Feng has to return to China.

He packed the parcel with regret and left the Hilton Hotel.

When he walked out of the hotel building, he thought to himself that he was too calm. No one came to visit him for three days.

Paul Powell is busy with the house today, so it’s not convenient to be a driver for him.

He walked to the door of the hotel and greeted the next taxi at will, "Go to the airport."

The strong and honest white driver made an OK gesture, "Good sir. "

Fifteen minutes, Chen Feng squinted his eyes slightly and looked left and right.

There are four black commercial vehicles and four large off-road vehicles in the four directions of the taxi.

He looked at the signal bar on the phone again, it showed 0 signal.

He wasn't surprised, but he was relieved.

It can be counted.

"Didn't you go to the airport?"

Chen Feng, who was sitting in the back, asked knowingly.

The driver in front did not panic, "Mr. Chen, you may not be able to get to the airport."

"Oh, where are you going?"

"Go to Monrovia Canyon Park, Mr. Chen Feng, there is someone who wants to see you."

Chen Feng looked at his watch, "Then I might have missed the flight. You have to pay for my air ticket." $1239."

The driver happily, "You are so funny, like an American."

Chen Feng also happily, "That's just your illusion."

Twenty minutes later, he saw someone who wanted to see him in a courtyard that looked like a manor on the outside.

A high level agent from ABI, Chief-In-Charge responsible for handling commercial and technological espionage affairs throughout California. Of course, it is also a silent, but influential. Senior agent.

Chen Feng seeks benevolence and gains benevolence.

The "Madman's Conjecture Collection 1.0" and the nine breakthrough projects under preparation of the Star Front Research Institute will make people feel quite tempted.

But before this, some people still think that what he wants to do is too fantasy story, theory belongs to theory, practice belongs to practice.

Perhaps there are people who wish that he would run into a dead end with China’s scientific research force, so they let his behavior go unchecked and do not come into contact with him.

But now, when he took out "Madman’s Conjecture Collection 2.0" and once again proposed a higher goal, everything seemed to no longer be a fantasy story.

Like Einstein back then, if he said he wanted to prove the existence of God, he might be given hundreds of millions of dollars in research sponsorship.

Status can change a lot of things. It can make people admire and greedy.

Chen Feng lightly took out the last straw that crushed the camel, making some balance of human rights weighing the pros and cons turned in another direction.

The other party’s attitude is very peaceful, and the smile is full of affinity, "Mr. Chen, the United States needs someone like you. The world also needs you. Join us and work together for the freest, most prosperous and innovative spirit of all mankind , Work hard for the country that respects human rights the most. We will provide you with everything you want, the best financial resources support, the best scientific research team staffing, and the best security measures. You can create more wealth for the world. You can also get more wealth."

Chen Feng took a sip of the coffee in front of him, seeming to say to himself, "But I don’t like coffee. I like the Mount Wuyi mother tree big red robe. , You can't buy it here."

"en?"

Chen Feng put down the cup, "Then, can you tell me who will sponsor me? Who will I serve? Who makes money for? The Walton family? The Koch family? DuPont? Buffett? Murdoch? Or the famous Rockefeller family? Or all?"

He smiled gently. The problem is directed to the core.

The other party is silent.

Chen Feng said again: "While you want to force me to stay and talk to me about freedom and human rights, don’t you feel contradictory? Oh, I almost forgot. Since you are the leader of ABI , Then you must have anesthetized yourself to the point where there is no stronghold one cannot overcome. I don’t have to talk to you about this."

Obviously, many of Chen Feng’s contacts with the other party in the past came from the other side. Regal is completely different.

The other party: "Then Mr. Chen, you dislike our'freedom' so much? Why are you so generous to our scholars?"

Chen Feng put his hands in his pockets, "If I say I It’s for humanity, do you believe it? Just as you advertised, I think so too."

"Anyway, we will keep you here. Whether you like it or not, I'm afraid you have to stay here. That's it. Next we will find a way to take your family over. You are too important."

Chen Feng shrugged, "I correct two points. First, you can't keep me. No. Second, I have no family in China."

Boom!

In the next moment, Chen Feng moved and acted preemptively.

...

Five minutes later, he tore off the high-frequency stun gun cable that hit him.

Chen Feng looked back at the door, seventy-eighty brawny man in suit and leather lying on the ground.

The manor is very quiet and looks very peaceful except for the people who fell on the ground.

He went back to the high level agent who was tied into zongzi.

Chen Feng holds a large-caliber guy who just opened the insurance in his hand, "I said, you can't keep me."

The high level agent has a very white skin. It became paler and bloodless.

He only muttered: "This is impossible. Have you received military training?"

Chen Feng asked, "Have you ever seen a soldier like Qiangcheng? Have you ever seen it in history?"

While talking, he took the unclosed stun gun cable in his hand and played with it. The crackling electric current blasted like firecrackers in his palm, but he didn't even notice it.

The high level agent is completely silent.

Chen Feng looked back at the door again, "Let your sniper put the guy away. Yes, I'm talking about the guy wearing auspicious clothes and squatting on the tree with his legs spread out. I am. Give him three seconds, otherwise the first person will die here today, but it's definitely not me."

The agent was stunned.

The person in ambush outside is at least two hundred meters away from here. They are the most professional lurkers, how could they be found.

Chen Feng began the countdown.

"Three, two..."

He didn't finish the count, so his left hand was suddenly raised and buckled.

Boom!

"Ah!"

A scream came from the agent's communication intercom.

Chen Feng slowly retracted the guy and blew the mouth of the smoking hole, "Don’t panic, I just watched him lying too hard and interrupted the branches under him. He couldn’t die. It’s just a bit of an insignificant injury."