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In the evening, Lu Feng went downstairs and drove home. Jiang Xiaoyan hadn't come back yet. Duoduo brought a few classmates to make a fuss at home. Lu Feng thought they were too noisy, so he simply played the DVD for them.

"Dad, I'm hungry." Duoduo shouted, "You didn't bring me a gift when you came back?"

"When you're hungry, check what's in the refrigerator and heat it up in the microwave. Bring any gifts. There isn't much in Xiangjiang. When you're on summer vacation, ask your mother to take you to Xiangjiang." Lu Feng said in a confused way.

The night outside was already dark. Lu Feng calculated the time difference and determined that it was morning in the United States. He picked up his mobile phone and went out. He lit a cigarette and walked towards the beach not far away. He dialed the number while blowing the sea breeze. Zhang Fengxia’s phone number.

After ringing several times but no one answered, Lu Feng felt a little worried. Finally someone picked up the phone and asked in English: "Who is this?"

"I'm Lu Feng, Fengxia, how are you doing lately?" Lu Feng asked with concern: "Is the due date coming soon?"

"You still remember me!" Zhang Fengxia said with a hint of disappointment in her voice: "In the past few days, everything was fine in the hospital I was admitted to the day before yesterday."

"I've been quite busy recently." Lu Feng explained a few words.

"I know you're busy, so I didn't bother you. I'm fine here. Let me tell you news, this child is a daughter." Zhang Fengxia tentatively said.

"My daughter is fine. It's daddy's little cotton-padded jacket. Which hospital are you in? Let's go to the best private hospital and I can help you make arrangements."

"No, the Mount Sinai hospital I booked is already very good. I still contacted my parents. Things have reached the point where they are today, and they have to admit that my mother will take care of me after a while. , By the way, you can name the child, she was born in the United States, and I want her to become an American citizen." Zhang Fengxia said.

Lu Feng originally wanted to call him Shao Shao, but this name was too casual. He thought for a moment and said, "How about calling me Miaomiao?"

"It's good. I plan to take her back when she is one year old to meet you."

"As long as the child can fly and come back at any time, I will let the plane pick you up." Lu Feng said hurriedly.

The two chatted for a long time. Lu Feng repeatedly expressed his apology to her on the phone and would make up for the mother and daughter in the future. Lu Feng wanted to send her more money, but Zhang Fengxia refused on the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Feng called the company's financial officer and transferred two million US dollars to Zhang Fengxia's bank account before turning back and heading home.

The house was already brightly lit. Jiang Xiaoyan came back to discipline her and asked her driver to send the children away. Duoduo was already sitting there obediently doing her homework.

"When did you come back?" Jiang Xiaoyan asked without looking back as she tidied up the sofa.

"In the morning, I'll be back soon after finishing the matter."

"Why are you still running on the beach? I think you seem to be calling someone. How windy is it on the beach?" She continued to organize.

Who are you talking to? It’s such a lively conversation. "

"No one, just an old friend, just polite." Lu Feng hurriedly stopped her inquiry and asked, "What's for dinner?"

"Fumanlou has ordered food and it will be delivered shortly." Jiang Xiaoyan sat down and stared at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng admitted that he did not blink when he lied, but at this moment he did not dare to meet her eyes. He subconsciously looked aside and walked towards Duoduo to see how she was studying.

"It's summer vacation in two or three months, right? When school starts, it's time for the big kids to be in third grade."

Duoduo raised her head, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "Dad, after this summer vacation, I will be in fifth grade, and I will take the high school entrance examination next summer."

Lu Feng smiled awkwardly and told her that after the exam, she could go wherever she wanted on his private jet.

After a while, three cooks came, and the things they delivered were all semi-finished products. It was faster to cook at home. Now Jiang Xiaoyan rarely cooks. She feels tired, so she reached an agreement with the restaurant called Fumanlou to let her cook. They process it and make it at home.

Although we no longer have a nanny at home, housekeeping is responsible for cleaning the house every two or three days.

The three cooks were very quick and packed up and left in less than fifteen minutes. As the family of three ate at the dinner table, Jiang Xiaoyan chatted about Hua Sha's recent situation.

This year she established seven of her own brands, established marketing, branding, advertising and other departments, and expanded a large factory in Zhejiang. The market competition is fierce this year. Fortunately, Huasha is the largest brand among private enterprises. Tons of products like laundry, soap, bar oil, and cream are for sale.

Lu Feng inquired about her current staff size, production scale, and market share. After getting the data, he was secretly stunned. After a rough estimate, Huasha's wholesale and private label products have a market share of more than 100%. thirty.

Zhang Fengxia had established enough sales channels for her before. Various OEM and wholesale merchants on the market came to her. The profit margin of wholesale was less than 10%. It relied on large quantities and low profit margins. In the market in a short period of time, Almost formed an invincible position.

In addition, Jiang Xiaoyan is a more down-to-earth person, and the quantity of her own brand is relatively large. Others pay 30 grams of cream for two yuan, and 45 grams of her brand.

It is purely using price war to squeeze others out and build a moat for itself.

"Recently, we sent several teams to the north to open up the market there. Several people in the management said they wanted to develop overseas markets, but now they don't have enough money. They are talking about backdoor listings." Jiang Xiaoyan ate her food and said, "Me too After researching for a long time, I still feel that the road to listing is not good, and I feel more at ease with the money."

"Just keep calm and do it!"

Lu Feng listened to her business philosophy about Huasha all night, and he summed it up in one sentence. She still had the unique kindness and simplicity of rural people in her heart. This philosophy reminded Lu Feng of a person, Tao Bihua!

Perhaps she is more down-to-earth than herself, at least her ideas are not like those of a modern businessman playing with capital.

At this moment, Europe, London Futures Exchange.

As the market opened, everyone held their breath and stared at the price of tungsten ore. Some people even shouted in a low voice that it would go up, go up, go up. The price of tungsten ore has gone up like crazy in the past month, and all three-month tungsten ore contracts have been sold out. Now even if you have money you can't buy it.

As soon as the market opened, the price of tungsten ore skyrocketed. The trading volume could be counted on one hand. In just a few minutes, the price went from 28,000 per ton to 40,000. This price was a sky-high price that had never been seen in history.

"Who has a tungsten ore futures contract? I'll buy it for 45,000!" someone shouted in the trading hall.

Everyone at the scene looked at each other. Now that I have a tungsten ore futures contract in my hand, it is equivalent to owning Moutai with a price of 2,600 yuan, and it is an absolute representative of wealth.

Almost all the chips are concentrated in the hands of Schroders and several major Wall Street funds. They have the final say whether it will rise or fall. People on these two sides know that it is impossible for everyone to play until May, and the price must be allowed to come down before delivery. , because in this world it is not just South Africa that has tungsten mines, other countries have considerable amounts of ore stored in their national treasury.

In the office of Schroders Investment Bank, John looked at the flashing numbers on the computer without any disturbance in his heart. The office door was knocked open and several managers walked in.

"Today's situation is still the same. When will we ship? According to the latest South African survey data, several American tungsten ore refining companies in South Africa have stopped production. I heard that there is still a stalemate." A manager said.

"A few of us believe that Wall Street will not insist on the delivery date. In any case, these transaction parties are American companies. If they cannot trade on the date, they will have to pay liquidated damages." Another person said.

"There is also a worry that if they cannot deliver the goods, they will use domestic reserves in the United States for delivery. The risks here are relatively high. Lu Feng's tungsten mine in South Africa cannot be controlled by just betting on futures. These companies, and there is news that South Africa is now negotiating with the United States, this matter will become a bargaining chip."

John leaned in his position and said nothing. Britain still had some control over South Africa. He had received the news yesterday that the United States was indeed talking to South Africa, which included many higher-level demands. He estimated that the United States would not agree easily. Come down.

There are many forces involved in this matter, and many people are making use of it. As far as he knows, China's foreign affairs department has also been having a headache recently. After all, no one can prove that Lu Feng is Lu Feng and not the invisible force stretched out by China. hand.

"There is still more than a month, why are you anxious? Soros and Robertson are not anxious, so why should I be anxious?" John said with confidence: "Pull the price up again, and let the major financial media publicize the good news more." Feng Group, push him to the bright side."

Ten minutes later, amid everyone’s exclamations, the price of tungsten ore broke through the US$40,000 mark and settled at US$46,000 per ton.

The major financial media seemed to be going crazy, using the sensational name "The Tungsten Demon King is coming" on their front pages. At the same time, the stocks of other related products rose one after another.

Lu Feng's name is resounding throughout the European financial world. In order to gain sales, major media have made up his story like a myth, a model of self-made wealth, a fugitive fugitive in Europe, a hero playing on Wall Street, and so on.

On Wall Street, Robertson and Soros were sitting in a conference room. The two had a brief exchange on the current situation. They had also recently contacted several tungsten ore processing companies in South Africa, and the news they received was that they did not have many tungsten ore processing companies. The inventory can be delivered for May futures, but they are already seeking support from the treasury and there is no problem with delivery in May.

Soros read through the information, took a puff of his cigar, smiled at Robertson and said, "Next, bury Schroeder!"

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