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Everyone looked at Lu Feng with shock, and everyone's face was full of disbelief. What happened now went against their common sense.

"How is that possible? Are you two playing me together?" President Wang didn't believe it at all. No matter whether this was true or not, he couldn't get off the stage.

"This is true, I couldn't believe it just now, but three million did come out, and the number on the account is scary."

Sister Li stood up and asked, "How much is in the account?"

Xia Zhihua glanced at Lu Feng nervously, and stammered, "Seven... Seven..."

"Seven hundred thousand?" Someone asked in confusion.

"how much?"

"Seven million?"

The people present thought it was impossible, who would have 10 million cash in their card?

"Seventy million!"

Seventy million? ? ?

This number is challenging the thinking limit of everyone present, and everyone's face is full of impossibility, absolutely impossible.

If it is said that a person has assets of 70 million, they believe that there are many low-key rich people, only 70 million, but it is said that there is 70 million in one card.

This is really a fantasy.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" President Wang waved his big hand and laughed, and said to Sister Li, "You want to bluff me, don't you? I really thought I'd never seen a rich person? Who the hell goes out with seven thousand in a card? Wan?"

Sister Li and a group of people also think this is strange. If it is 7 million, they still think it is credible, but 70 million is too much, right?

In the face of everyone's doubts, the woman who just went upstairs to check out was a little confused, wondering if she had read it wrong.

Seventy million?

Not to mention these sales, even Zhang Fengxia looked at Lu Feng with some doubts, where did he get so much money, unless it was the company's account, which had special funds and some unpaid project funds.

"Are you bluffing? Are you still buying two suites?" President Wang caught the loophole in this matter and scolded: "Li Xiuli, it's interesting that you put so much effort into setting up suites, just like him to buy two suites? Fool the ghost. What? If he really buys two sets, I'll eat two sets and tell you, I originally wanted to buy it, but now I'm not going to buy it!"

Sister Li was so wronged that she was about to cry. It really had nothing to do with herself. She looked at Xia Zhihua and asked, "Did he really buy it?"

"It's a ticket!"

Sister Li picked up the ticket and looked at it carefully, it didn't seem to be fake, the date and account were correct, she was still a little suspicious, and looked at Lu Feng again.

"Look carefully, the money in my card must have been swiped out." Lu Feng leaned on the sofa and said, "Give me the contract first, and Mr. Wang didn't say that he will buy as much as I buy. By the way, bring the contract to President Wang."

"I can go to Nima, and you still want to lie to me? Three million, just brush it? Are you buying cabbage at the vegetable market?" Mr. Wang spat and exclaimed in disdain, "Just rely on this. Do you want to bluff me with a little trick? I've been in the business too, do you understand?"

Lu Feng picked up the cold water in front of him, waved at Xia Zhihua, and said, "Bring me the contract, don't care about him, I'm here to buy a house, not to be angry!"

"Take the contract and put it under your name. There are tens of thousands of commissions for this order."

Xia Zhihua put the contract in front of Lu Feng, and she is still a little confused. This is really unbelievable, like a pie falling from the sky.

Lu Feng flipped through it, and after confirming that there was no problem, he signed the contract, and a salesman beside him helped with it. Just after he was done, a Santana stopped outside the door.

The door was pushed open, and a man in his 30s and 40s walked down, with a flat head and a suit. He pushed the door open and walked in and asked excitedly, "Which boss has bought a house here? Are the two suites sold together? "

"Manager, why are you here?"

"How did you know the house was sold?"

"Nonsense, do you know that you have made such a big profit?" The manager set his eyes on President Wang, stepped forward and grabbed his hand excitedly: "President Wang is generous!"

"Ah?" President Wang's face was extremely embarrassed.

He now believed that Lu Feng had indeed paid 3 million, and he kept thinking in his mind, how should he go, and will he still hang out in the future?

"It's not... it's not him, it's the boss!" Xia Zhihua whispered.

"What?" Only then did the manager notice Lu Feng and the others sitting beside him. He looked Lu Feng up and down, and then looked at President Wang.

President Wang couldn't wait to find a crack to dig in, and slowly released the manager's clenched hand!

"Hello, how do you know what to call it?" the manager turned around and asked.

"Lu Feng, these are my family and friends!"

"I don't know which industry Mr. Lu is in? He's very friendly!" The manager searched in his mind for a long time, but he couldn't think of such a person who could afford a house here. Definitely cooked.

"I make food, but not in Shenzhen, but in the north!"

"It's from the north? I'll take you to see the house. It seems that you plan to develop here. We can keep in touch." The manager approached.

The phone on the table rang. Sister Li stepped forward in three or two steps, answered the phone and said, "Hello, who is it? Okay, okay, I'll tell Manager Jia."

After hanging up, Sister Li hurriedly said, "Manager Jia, is the boss coming over?"

"What? What is Mr. Hong doing here?" Manager Jia looked a little shocked.

Boss Wang, who was originally standing by and wanted to sneak away, also stopped. If the boss came, he would have to talk to him even if he was cheeky. The boss here is said to be worth more than one billion. There are even rumors that he He is the richest man in the mainland.

Whether it is the richest man or not, no one knows, all personal property is now hidden, and Forbes has not entered.

A few minutes later, a Bentley stopped at the door. The driver came down and opened the door. A man in his fifties or sixties walked out. His temples were a little gray, but he had a gentle and refined temperament.

The salesmen hurried to the door, Manager Jia also ran forward, and everyone opened the door and shouted: "Hello, Mr. Hong!"

Mr. Hong waved his hand to indicate that they were almost done. Mr. Wang hurried forward and said with a smile on his face: "President Hong, do you still remember me? I, Xiao Wang, you gave me your business card last time at the reception. ."

Mr. Hong stared at him and looked at him, and asked, "You just bought two apartments?"

Mr. Wang felt that his face was cramping, and smiled reluctantly: "I plan to buy it, I'm in the steel bar business!"

"Oh, I see, which boss bought two apartments?" Mr. Hong asked Manager Jia.

"This boss from the north." Manager Jia hurriedly introduced Lu Feng: "Boss Lu, a food company, we were talking just now."

Lu Feng glanced at Mr. Hong, stood up and shook hands and said, "Northern Jiamei Food Lu Feng."

"Jiamei Food?" Mr. Hong was a little surprised, and held Lu Feng's hand tightly and said, "Is it the Jiamei Food that Wahaha is doing?"

Lu Feng nodded.

Mr. Hong stared at Lu Feng with wide eyes. He paid close attention to this matter all the time. He didn't expect Lu Feng to be so young.

"My name is Hong Jianjun, and now I am the boss of Shenzhou Technology. Of course, I also get some real estate by the way." Hong Jianjun said with a smile: "It's just a small business."

Hong Jianjun?

Shenzhou Technology?

Lu Feng stood there in a daze, the name of the person and the company were familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it, and PHS suddenly sounded.

It is that he will sponsor a man named Wu Ying in a few years. This man successfully brought PHS technology to China, and then this man named Wu Ying will mediate the "Battle of Two Horses" many years later.

Lu Feng understood in an instant that he should be one of the earliest leaders in the Southern Consortium.

"You are not a small business. Compared with you, I am a small business."

"Mr. Lu's words are a bit of a joke. Which food company in the north doesn't know that you are the king, and you occupy half of the country in food material processing."

"Overrated, overrated!"

The salesman and Manager Jia on the side were trembling. They didn't expect Lu Feng to have such a big background at such a young age. They couldn't believe it.

When Sister Li remembered what she said, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back. Xia Zhihua stood there blankly. She originally thought that Lu Feng's family, just like her, came from the village to see the world, but she didn't expect their background to be so strong. !

President Wang was scratching his head even more, thinking whether he should give up one million to buy a suite, not only to be close to President Hong, but also to have some relationship with Lu Feng. Now he is afraid that others will look down on him.

The two chatted for a while, especially about the TV. Hong always worked on wireless communication services, that is, paging stations, and he knew a lot about technology.

"Recently, many people in the industry are saying that there is a big boss who wants to acquire a small team, isn't it you?" Mr. Hong asked in confusion.

Lu Feng nodded and said: "Yes, I really can't get in touch with the core of this industry, from technology, factories, talents, raw materials, if I want to do it, it must be the acquisition of cutting-edge technology, otherwise the market will not recognize it, or I will rely on Hong Kong. Boss!"

"Brother, as long as you come, eldest brother will definitely not treat you badly. I will help you to inquire. I like wine parties. There are a lot of dinner parties and wine parties every day. Ask for you, go, I will take you there. I'll treat you tonight." Mr. Hong said very kindly, "I must treat me!"

"No, how can Mr. Hong treat guests? I'll just come!" Mr. Wang hurriedly stepped forward.

"Go away, what's the matter with you?" Mr. Hong turned his head and said coldly.

Mr. Wang felt a bit sullen. He always felt that if he worked hard and lowered his posture, he could join Mr. Hong's circle. Now he understands that the gap between the two cannot be made up by posture.

"You don't have to look at the house, but I don't have much time to decorate it. I would like to ask Mr. Hong to help me find someone to decorate it. I will pay the bill for how much it will cost."

"No need, I'll help you decorate. It's a hit-and-miss today, and I'll keep in touch in the future. It's all a small matter."