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At ten o'clock in the morning, the three pointed people had arrived on the deck of the coffee shop. A few minutes later, Mr. Yang walked in with a hangover face, and the three hurried to greet them.

"Mr. Yang, you have a cup of coffee first, to get rid of the alcohol, Mr. Li will be there in a while."

"Sit down."

President Yang sat down and looked around, and he could see that he was a little uneasy as a whole, and he obviously didn't trust the three pointed people.

Lu Feng parked the car at the door and stepped out of the car. He looked very delicate in a light blue suit, with black-rimmed glasses stuck on his face, and a business watch on his wrist. He didn't dare to say a big change. , But full of business style.

Stepping into the coffee shop and taking a look, the whole coffee shop only has a sharp table with them.

"Mr. Li is here!" Jian screamed.

Manager Yang raised his head and looked at the doorway. When he saw that Lu Feng was so temperamental, his whole person was so incompatible with the surrounding environment, it was like a colorful person walking into a black and white world.

He felt a little relieved, at least he wasn't the kind of person who looked like a scam at a glance. This outfit and temperament were something ordinary people didn't have.

"Let me introduce to you, this is President Yang." Yuanyuan preemptively said: "This is President Li, a returnee."

"Hello, I am the marketing director of Goldman Sachs, and my name is Li Nianzu." Lu Feng introduced himself.

"Hello, hello." Mr. Yang stretched out his hand and shook it, and said: "I am the general manager of Tianyun Logistics. My name is Yang Tianchi. They told me yesterday, and I don't understand it very well."

"Sit down, let me give you a brief introduction. I am an overseas Chinese. I work at Goldman Sachs. Due to my race, I was sent back to China to develop the investment market here. We have been attacking the Nasdaq and the New York Stock Exchange all year round. They have a lot of stocks, and they have very big data on currency exchange rates and commodity trade."

Lu Feng took out a wad of paper from his bag while talking, with various patterns printed on it.

"Our company raises funds around the world and conducts tens of millions of transactions every day. Whether it is the stock market, funds, or foreign exchange, a large amount of capital is required. If the funds are guaranteed, you can get a considerable income."

"The most important thing is that we have underground bank transactions and we can get the latest data as soon as possible. Compared with retail investors, we are more professional. You should also know the huge profits in this area. How much money we make is our business, but we I can give you a fixed interest rate point, 15%."

"One day?" Manager Yang still couldn't believe it, 15% a day, at this rate of money coming in, the bank robs were jealous!

"Yes, this is the most recent market. Some time ago it was as high as 24%. The market fluctuates a lot, so I don't need to explain too much."

"I know, every second is trading!" Manager Yang nodded.

"How much do you invest?"

"I don't have much in my hands for the time being, so I'll put 10,000 yuan first." Mr. Yang took out a wad of money from his pocket while talking.

"How come it's ten thousand?" Jianjian said with a little disappointment.

"Don't you have a shortfall of 700,000 yuan, don't you just plug the hole if you invest a few million?"

The three urged Mr. Yang to instantly become suspicious, and immediately pressed his hand on the money. Lu Feng secretly scolded the three men for bad things, and said: "How much to invest is the customer's choice. You just get a commission, Yang. Don't listen to them. They take the money. Of course they want to be more exploited."

Manager Yang smiled, feeling that what Lu Feng said was right, and his expression was a little relaxed.

"Let’s sign a contract. This is a fund escrow agreement. It’s like this, because the money has to go internationally. Now this aspect is very strict, that is, we have a hard relationship and quietly go to Citibank in Xiangjiang. , And then transfer to the United States to enter the account, so we can only sign this kind of contract, but you can rest assured that there will be no shortage of points."

Lu Feng introduced.

This is a standard fund escrow contract. The content of the contract is that Yang Tianchi will hand over 10,000 yuan to a Shenzhen company called Tianqi Technology for safekeeping for no less than 30 days and no more than 90 days. During this period Does not incur any interest rate charges.

And this company has absolute right to use the funds, which can be used for any purpose without any explanation to the entrusting party.

Mr. Yang frowned when he looked at the contract. He flipped the contract over and over several times, and he saw two words between the lines, robbery!

"The transfer of funds must be written in this way. In fact, this contract is just a form. We need your authorization. I hope you can understand that we will get through this channel as soon as possible." Lu Feng said sincerely.

Mr. Yang looked at the contract, and the two villains were fighting. The rational villain told him that the contract could not be signed. One signing was equivalent to losing the money. Another villain said that you have all come to this point. It's better than collateralizing all of your property to fill in the holes.

Take a gamble!

It's only 10,000 yuan. If it's gone, it's gone. What if it's true?

Seeing him hesitating, Lu Feng kept talking about his company on the sidelines, constantly hinting to him, using Goldman Sachs as a backer for himself, and using high returns to lure him.

This contract is actually the thunder planted by Lu Feng. He must make these people trust him unconditionally, and finally sign a huge number on this contract.

Mr. Yang took a deep breath, and seemed to make up his mind for a moment, and signed his name after taking the contract.

"And here, also sign the words, press your handprint here!"

A few minutes later, when the contract was settled, Lu Feng stretched out his hand to hold Mr. Yang's hand and said, "Happy cooperation. Welcome to participate in Goldman Sachs Investment, the world's largest investment feast. Come on, let's have a toast!"

Ten minutes later, Mr. Yang left, and Lu Feng looked at Yuanyuan and the three of them and said, "Thank you, after all, it was a very good start."

"Then we..."

"After the income is generated tomorrow, it will be distributed to you as soon as possible."

"This President Yang is really, he looks quite rich, he didn't expect to be so poor!"

"Yeah, I thought I could vote a few million, ten million."

The three of them muttered disgustingly. Lu Feng looked at the three of them and smiled without saying a word. He secretly thought, tens of millions? Really don't treat money as money!

..........

It was almost noon when Mr. Yang returned to the freight yard. As soon as he entered the office, he saw seven or eight people sitting, all of whom were old acquaintances.

"Lao Yang, what's the matter?"

"Did you numb last night? Go, go out and drink some more?"

"How about the Golden Palace at night?"

"Tonight I heard that it was Mr. He's treat. Damn, he can afford it, I can't afford it. The sorrows inside are really **** costly!"

"I'm still using my body."

"Hahahahaha!"

"It doesn't matter whether money is or not, can you still suffer a loss with Mr. Xu?"

Yang Tianchi looked at this group of people laughing and joking, but he couldn't mention it. These people are either in the industry that has something to do with Mr. Xu, or they are the general manager of Mr. Xu's company. Everyone is of the same level.

Someone found that Mr. Yang was in a bad mood and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There is something wrong with the funds." Yang Tianchi sat down, picked up the cigarette on the coffee table, lit a cigarette, and took a sip: "Hongyun that **** doesn't follow the rules."

"He moved your money?"

Yang Tianchi nodded, his face wrinkled, it is impossible not to worry about people.

"How much money did you move here? Why didn't I hear you say that if this is found by the head office's finances, will it be sentenced?"

"One million, then come back 300,000." Yang Tianchi took a puff of smoke and said: "I just wanted to make some bridge tolls. I didn't expect that, shit, the bridge collapsed."

"Mr. Yang, I am also nervous recently."

"My wife is in charge of the money."

"Isn't my old husband in a car accident some time ago, I spent a lot of money in the hospital."

Yang Tianchi watched these meals and drinks on weekdays, and was happy, all kinds of bragging bosses, secretly cold in their hearts, squeezed out a smile and said: "I don't need you, I have found a way out."

"What's the way out?"

"I know someone from Wall Street who makes money in stocks, funds, foreign exchange, etc.," Yang Tianchi said in a dull voice.

"Which street is Wall Street?"

"Wall Street is the street in the United States, the financial street, and Goldman Sachs is not the same company."

"The United States? Mr. Yang, you won't be fooled, will you?"

Yang Tianchi's face became more bitter, and he squeezed out a few folds. He came out of the coffee shop and walked this way. He felt that he must be deceived, but there was such a glimmer of hope in his heart that there is really a miracle in this world?

What if?

"I didn't invest much, just 10,000 yuan, and the daily income was 15%. I don't think that person is like a liar." Mr. Yang raised his head and looked at the people.

Everyone stared at him with a little pity in their expressions. Some people wanted to persuade him, but they opened their mouths and felt that there was no need to speak.

"Forget it, go for a drink and go."

"Go, I'll treat you!"

Everyone went out and drove straight to the restaurant. During the meal, everyone was running on Yang Tianchi, saying that he was in a hurry to go to the doctor and fainted. The money was definitely cheated.

What's more, he said on the spot that he could get the money tomorrow, he would go head down by himself.

............

When Lu Feng left in the morning, he ordered the hotel to deliver today's newspaper to the room, return to the room~www.wuxiaspot.com~, throw the information on the table and pick up today's newspaper.

The chairman of Jiafeng Electronics disappeared in our city and was rumored to be owed hundreds of millions of dollars.

The rival of Changhong Electronics, the chairman of Wipuda, has disappeared. The company owes huge debts and mortgages its machines to survive.

Lu Feng flipped through several reports, but there was not much expression on his face. These reports were written in a very general manner and did not know much about Jiafeng Electronics.

Putting down the newspaper, Lu Feng sat in a chair and pondered. There have been a lot of reports on this side, and it is estimated that the Jiangsu side has completely fried the pot.

He originally wanted to call Zhang Fengxia. This sudden crisis particularly tested a manager's emergency response ability, but then he thought about helping him with everything, and when will she grow up.

This time can be considered a test. As for the damage to the market caused by such large-scale reports, Lu Feng really doesn't care. If he can't handle it this time, Jiafeng Electronics will die.

A person who is about to die, will he still think about his chronic disease?

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