My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"This……"

Wang Weifeng looked a little embarrassed and said, "Yes, a family in Beijing. They are waiting for news from me. They are also the ones who sent me here."

"Well, I agree to this matter. You can start doing it right away. I will help review the company's investment projects."

Yang Feng said.

Wang Weifeng said happily: "Mr. Yang, let's have a pleasant cooperation."

"We'll be colleagues from now on."

Yang Feng finally shook hands.

Wang Weifeng didn't expect that Yang Feng would agree so readily.

After the two of them finalized the agreement, Wang Wei immediately went back to tell everyone else and start the company's plan.

Although it is easy to create a company, it takes a lot of time to build a team and deal with many legal issues.

What's more, their original intention was to create such a big company.

Yang Feng sent Wang Weifeng to the door of his house.

After watching him leave, Yang Feng turned around and went back.

In fact, he had originally planned to find someone to set up a new investment company to absorb funds from other sectors of society.

But I didn’t expect that someone would send me a pillow for sleeping and even come to my door on their own initiative.

In addition to Wang Weifeng's professionalism, Yang Feng can trust him.

back home.

Murong Wan walked in from the backyard.

After seeing Yang Feng come in, he joked: "It seems that they treat you well."

"He should be backed by some big families, including those from Beijing and Jiangcheng."

Yang Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "These people are not just here for the money."

In fact, Yang Feng discovered it just now.

The people outside are actually olive branches thrown out by some families.

Many families want to get to know Yang Feng.

But Yang Feng never deals with them on weekdays.

So they wanted to establish a certain connection with Yang Feng through this investment company.

"Then why did you really agree to his proposal?"

Murong Wan knew that Yang Feng didn’t like these things before.

Yang Feng spread his hands and said, "It is originally a matter of benefiting the country and the people. They pay the money and I give investment advice. It is a win-win situation no matter what. As for them..."

“They can’t influence your decision-making.”

"As long as it's a collaboration, I don't mix too much emotion into it, and I don't have much affection for them anyway."

Yang Feng didn't care.

In his eyes, instead of harvesting these people's money everywhere or letting it lie in the bank, it would be better to help them withdraw it and use it to support the domestic economy.

In the end, we all lose money together anyway.

Murong Wan probably understood what Yang Feng meant and did not continue talking about it.

Yang Feng stretched himself, took a sip of tea, and asked, "By the way, how is Zhu Wei?"

"It seems like I've gotten into the groove. I feel more serious than before."

"I gonna go see."

Yang Feng walked towards the backyard.

At this time, Zhao Zhuwei was still sitting there.

But one could feel that her breathing and the flow of energy in her body had reached an extremely stable level.

This shows that she has gradually found that state of focused perception.

Yang Feng was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that Zhao Zhuwei, with her lively personality, could enter a state of meditation so quickly.

"Zhu Wei seems to be much smarter than the average person. Maybe she will learn it quickly."

Murong Wan said calmly.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "Let her sit here for a while. It will probably take some time."

"I'm very curious about what the final effect will be of a martial art that requires such high standards."

Murong Wan didn't know what Yang Feng was teaching.

But she could sense it.

Martial arts that use natural forces are definitely extraordinary, especially the one that Yang Feng taught Zhao Zhuwei.

Yang Feng grinned and said, "You'll know when the time comes. I'm not interested in demonstrating this."

"Well, I hope she can wake up soon, otherwise she will need to go to the Investigation Bureau with me the day after tomorrow."

Murong Wan said casually.

Yang Feng immediately showed a wary expression and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"We have to have a meeting before we go into training camp. Did you forget?"

"Why don't you just convey the spirit of the meeting? I still have to look after her at home."

Yang Feng was not very willing to attend a meeting with people from the Investigation Bureau.

Murong Wan spread her hands and said, "You will need to meet some people by then. Maybe they will go to the training camp with us."

"Okay, then you can ask Nightingale or someone to come over and help watch over her. I'm afraid something might happen to the young lady."

Yang Feng was still a little worried.

Murong Wan agreed, but smiled and said, "You seem to care about her particularly."

"What else? How can I care about you? You don't need my care at all."

Yang Feng spread his hands.

Murong Wan smiled and joked, "Maybe I'll need you to care about me in the future."

"Forget it, just don't go out and cause trouble for others. I might as well focus on myself every day."

Yang Feng sighed and said, "You said I wanted to be a rich man, why did you suddenly coerce me?"

"There will be many more opportunities to coerce people in the future."

There seemed to be deep meaning in Murong Wan's smiling expression and eyes.

The sky gradually darkened.

The lights in the villa came on.

The two of them had a quick bite to eat at home.

In the evening, Murong Wan received a call from Jiang Sulan. She seemed to have discovered something and left home.

Yang Feng turned on the lights in the backyard and looked at Zhao Zhuwei who was still meditating there.

Although he said it lightly, Yang Feng still moved a chair over and stood by and watched the surroundings like a security guard to prevent any accidents.

In fact, what Murong Wan said was not wrong.

Yang Feng doesn’t care about that many things.

But as time goes by, he seems to care more and more about the seemingly peaceful life at present.

at the same time.

the other side.

In a hidden mountain village.

The lights here are bright.

Although it is a hidden mountain village, there is still a road leading in from the outside.

The village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there is a river running through the middle of the village.

At night, you can still see people coming out of the whole village to watch the moon.

But if someone looks closely inside, they might find that the people here are not like ordinary farmers.

Their seemingly simple attire cannot conceal the sharpness and coldness in their eyes.

Yang Feng had never seen the man in the lead, but he had heard of him countless times.

Because he is the leader of the Shanhe organization who has always been responsible for giving orders, He.

They had not met before in the island country, but they would meet eventually, perhaps in the near future.

"Captain He, our people are ready. In addition to those who have already sneaked in, there is also a team of instructors. The people who follow the team in are currently in this village."

A man came over and reported to He.

Everyone’s goal is this training camp.

He nodded in satisfaction and asked, "How are the things I prepared before?"

"Already prepared."

"Where are the Qin family members?"

"We caught some of them. Apart from those who refused to cooperate and were killed, there are still more than a dozen people left. They are all in custody now."

The man answered.

He frowned and asked, "Did you kill someone?"