Pu Xiaoyan escaped from Fantasy Technology in a panic again. She just returned to the crimson GLS350 and slapped it hard on the steering wheel, cursing: "It's too much! A grassroots company without foundation! Do you really think you can be arrogant if you have some money in your hand?

Don't know what's up!

Let's take a look! Sooner or later, there will be a time when you regret it."

After venting for a while, when she calmed down, she looked up at Fantasy Technology hiding on the 33rd floor of Hecheng Building, frowned and whispered: "No! Now this company has just emerged. If you can't take it down as soon as possible, then no one can touch this company after the New Year! But who should I go to find now?"

Suddenly, a light of inspiration flashed across her mind, and she slapped her thigh and said, "By the way! The real boss of this company is not Zhou Tong. As long as I find the real owner, Wu Fengde, I don't believe that I can't take down an old man with my appearance!"

When she woke up, she immediately called.

Ten minutes later, she received an email, which recorded the address of Wu Dongyue's family in detail. Then she put on her seat belt, kicked the accelerator, and rushed to the direction of Zhengning Village with forty speeds.

...

"It's a horse! It's endless!"

At the same time, Mr. Wu had just sent away another wave of uninvited guests.

In the past half month, he has been completely troubled by those capital vultures - AC venture capitalists.

The old man closed the door, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and made a secret decision: "That brat doesn't care about things all day, he lives freely and freely in school! He pushed me, the old man, to the front and blocked the gun for him all day, making me no time for myself now! No! You can't hide it anymore! You must tell Zhengqing and Suyu immediately. Let them share some pressure for me."

As the chairman of Fanmeng Technology (one person), the old man naturally knew the current financial situation of Fanmeng Technology. The real huge wealth of 55 billion accumulated in the past fifteen days has shocked him to a complete numbness. According to Wu Dongyue, Fanmeng Technology's monthly income will not be less than RMB 30 billion in the future. At this rate of money making, he no longer dares to think more!

It was not until this time that the old man understood a truth. In fact, it was not that poverty restricted imagination, but that the thinking of poverty restricted us. Although he was a rich young master for a period of time when he was young, compared to his current status and wealth he mastered, the two states were completely different.

Even though I have lived for more than 60 years, my heart has long been polished by the world.

But in the face of this sudden change, he still couldn't help but feel panic.

The idea was certain, and the old man rode on the permanent license plate Lao Erba and rushed to the No. 5 courtyard of Tianshoushan.

Although it is winter now, there are still many customers coming to the 5th compound.

These people have only one destination, that is the flower greenhouse created by Wu Zhengqing. In this glass house with an area of ​​1,000 square meters, not only are graceful azaleas, peonies, gardenias, roses, Clivia... lilies, but also grow delicate and low-key jasmine, hyacinth, platycodon, osmanthus, hibiscus and other flowers.

Nearly 100 fragrant flowers fill the flower beds of all sizes. Between the flower beds, the three-meter-high green bamboo is a natural barrier, dividing the entire greenhouse into 20 elegant rooms of all sizes. Stay in it, smelling the fragrance of flowers, tasting tea, and then a plate of mung bean cake. The feeling is extremely comfortable!

Ten minutes later, the old man threw the old Tieniu at the gate of the No. 5 courtyard.

I glanced at the promotional advertisement for "Mythical Survival" hanging on the street lights on both sides of the road, and rushed to the wooden building in the front yard.

"Dad, why did you come so early today?"

Wu Zhengqing was killing fish. When he looked up and saw the old man who was in a hurry, he felt a little confused.

"Oh! I don't know if the couple knows that Dongyue's kid will have a casual company, and their income in half a month will be far greater than their total income for the ten years of hard work to operate the No. 5 compound. What will they feel then?"

The old man glanced at Wang Suyu who was busy in the kitchen and said solemnly: "Okay! After the guests were entertained at noon, you will close the door and close your business! After the matter is done, I have something to tell you."

"hehe!"

Wu Zhengqing put the fish that had been killed into a stainless steel basin and smiled and said, "Dad, what's wrong with you today? I can't say anything now, and I have to close our business before I can say it?"

"You really want me to say it now?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Hey! What's wrong with Dad today? It seems something is wrong!"

In an instant, Wu Zhengqing was a little creepy when the old man saw it and said embarrassedly: "Forget it! I'll listen to you!"

"I'm still so timid! I don't know if it's good or bad to tell Zhengqing about this news in advance?"

The old man looked at his son who was cautious on the surface and was always a little worried. He said absent-mindedly: "That's the matter!"

Watching the old man go upstairs to watch TV, Wu Zhengqing said in confusion: "Wife, something is wrong with dad today!"

"What's wrong?"

While Wang Suyu was cutting vegetables, she looked up and asked.

Wu Zhengqing frowned and said, "Dad is mysterious today! I don't know what he wants to do. He just asked us to close the door early today. He said he had something to tell us. Look at him, he was just like discussing national affairs, which was scary!"

"Okay! Don't think about it! Since dad said that, we'll do it as we can!" Wang Suyu straightened her waist and said, "I happened to take this opportunity to rest for a long time. I've almost exhausted me recently. It's good to have a long rest!"

"Okay! I'll go and hang up the sign now!"

...

Three hours passed, and the guests who had lunch left one after another.

Wu Zhengqing locked the door and came to the living room with Wang Suyu.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? You can tell me now!"

Wang Suyu took off her apron, sat down, and made a clear idea.

"Before I talk about this, I hope you can be mentally prepared." The old man took the teacup and said in a stern voice: "Or I'm afraid you will be scared to faint in a while."

"Dad, please stop going around in circles! Tell me quickly!"

Wang Suyu looked at the old man. Although she didn't say anything, the meaning was already very obvious.

"Okay! Then I'll say it!" The old man thought about it and said, "You should know the dream technology that is very famous in Qinghe City recently?"

"Of course I know! Wherever I go, it's all about this company's advertisements, and it's hard to think about it."

The old man stared at Wu Zhengqing, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Today I want to tell you that this company is actually run by Dongyue!"

"What? This is absolutely impossible!"

In an instant, Wang Suyu jumped up in shock.

"Dad, don't joke!

That brat is not old enough, how could he open a company?"

Wu Zhengqing's reaction was not much better than Wang Suyu.

In just a moment, his face turned pale.

The forehead was densely packed with sweat beads the size of rice grains.

"Haha! Look at the couple are scared!"

The old man looked calm on the surface, took a sip of tea and said, "Of course, Dongyue can't register a company, but I can! Now the legal person (legal representative) of the company is me."
Chapter completed!