Chapter 165: Private Jets! (Part 1)
The company meeting ended in a lively atmosphere.
Hearing the boss's promise, everyone was enthusiastic and motivated to do their work.
The Cyptic Tower has a total of 88 floors, each of which is as high as the previous square meter, enough to accommodate thousands of people.
With so many office buildings, the two companies of Guangxingmeng Performing Arts and Wanye Investment will definitely not be able to use them up.
Zhao Yaxin decided to reserve the top six floors of Junlong Building with the best lighting for the company's own use.
Among them, the top floor of the building is the chairman's office, which is the office of Yang Fei and Zhao Yaxin.
The penultimate floor is the office of the company's leaders, which is the office of the company's major managers and executives.
The remaining four floors are staff offices, which include employees of Dream Performing Arts and Wanye Investment.
The remaining 82 floors are all rented out, and based on the annual rent of 5 million yuan per floor, the rent alone can make a profit of 410 million yuan a year.
However, this amount of money is simply not worth mentioning to Yang Fei, who has a fortune system.
However, for ordinary enterprises, the company's office can be moved into the prime location of Pengcheng, and it is also a landmark building.
That's a very face-saving thing for their company.
This represents the strength and pattern of the company, and is the intangible asset of the company.
Therefore, as soon as the leasing advertisement was released, some representatives of the enterprise soon put forward the intention of asking for rent.
Although Junlong Building is mainly an office building, the rest of the facilities must be perfect.
Therefore, Zhao Yaxin followed the routine operation and transformed the first floor of the building into a commercial place.
Supermarkets, hotels, KTVs, banks, entertainment venues, you name it......
At the same time, Zhao Yaxin also selected some enterprises that are conducive to the development of the company from those rent-seeking enterprises and recruited them.
Those who didn't rent sighed one after another, as if they had missed an opportunity for the company to grow and develop.
While Wanye Investment was celebrating, other companies that participated in Christie's auctions but failed to buy the Cypress Building could not sit still.
They are unwilling to be picked up by Wanye Investment for such a big bargain.
So they went to the relevant departments to report the source of funds of Wanye Investment Company, as long as there was a problem with the funds of Wanye Investment Company.
Then the Cytech Tower will re-enter the market and they can continue to participate in the auction.
But the answer they received was a big disappointment.
When the staff of the regulatory department saw those whistleblowers, they said with a cold expression: "The sources of funds of Wanye Investment Company are all reasonable and legal, if you report again, it is a false accusation, and we will transfer you to the legal authorities in accordance with the relevant laws." ”
Nonsense, Yang Fei holds the most powerful Amex black gold card in the world, and even the leaders of their departments have no right to check his account.
One can imagine how terrifying the identity of this black gold card holder is.
When those whistleblowers heard this, their backs suddenly cooled, and they could only leave in despair.
On this day, Yang Fei came to the company, found Du Xiaolan, and asked her to build an airstrip and apron for Yunhe Manor according to her own wishes.
"There should be five runways, the apron should be at least ten kilometers, the largest aircraft model, no seats, let them convert it into a luxury presidential suite, all kinds of entertainment equipment should be available, by the way, the apron must be built quickly, and there are ......" Yang Fei gushed to Du Xiaolan.
Du Xiaolan took the notebook and memorized it, and the more she listened, the more surprised she became.
Originally, she was shocked to buy a private jet, and now she has to build an airstrip on the estate and build a helipad, which is absolutely astronomical.
"Boss, according to your requirements, it is estimated that it will take a month for the runway and apron to be completed!"
"A month? That's too long, so let's do it in a week and double the salary!"
Hearing this, Du Xiaolan's eyes widened, and the indescribable surprise on her face was, how kind of tyrant is the boss?
In order to shorten the construction period, the price was directly doubled, which is not a small amount!
Originally, the cost plus the modification fee would need almost 3 billion RMB, and if it doubled, it would be 6 billion RMB, close to one billion yuan!
Even the richest Middle Eastern tycoon in the world has bought the most expensive private jet, which is only 800 million yuan!
And our boss, as soon as he makes a move, is more local than the local tyrant in the Middle East!
Looking at Yang Fei's indifferent appearance, it seemed that the money was nothing to him at all.
Du Xiaolan was suddenly moved, and felt that Yang Fei's figure at this time was particularly majestic and handsome!
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A week later, Yang Fei looked at the runway and tarmac in Yunhe Manor, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Private jets, private yachts, private helicopters, luxury cruise ships, none of that.
However, from today onwards, he will have to buy them all one by one.
Especially private jets, the rich nowadays, who don't have a private jet, are embarrassed to say that they have money.
Therefore, private jets have become a tool for these rich people to show off their wealth, and they are also a symbol of status.
Even many celebrities have bought private jets, but the price is certainly not as good as those of the rich.
The price of private jets varies widely, some are high in the hundreds of millions, while the low ones are only tens of millions, or even millions.
Yang Fei plans to buy a private jet and go to Hawaii for a vacation.
So now it's imperative to buy a private jet.
Yang Fei called his housekeeper Wen Lan and asked her to take a look at the companies that could buy private jets, as well as the information on private jets.
In the afternoon, we went to Boeing Airbus in Pengcheng.
The Boeing Airbus Company is the world's largest private jet seller and the world's leading manufacturer of civil aircraft and defense, space and security systems, as well as a provider of aftermarket support services.
Many rich people and celebrities buy private jets at Boeing Airbus.
On the way to Boeing Airbus, Yang Fei frowned.
More than a dozen bodyguards and housekeeper Wen Lan, plus five luxury cars.
His Bugatti Veyron led the way, followed by a Lamborghini, Land Rover, Bentley and a supercar.
It was a spectacular scene.
Soon, five luxury cars arrived at Boeing Airbus.
When the car stopped in front of Boeing Airbus, Wen Lan at this time could be described as blushing, and her whole face was blushing.
When Yang Fei was about to get out of the car, he also took advantage of Wen Lan, which made Wen Lan can't help but roll her eyes.
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After getting out of the car, a group of people walked directly to Boeing Airbus, Wen Lan, the housekeeper next to Yang Fei, and more than a dozen black-clothed bodyguards behind.
When they appeared at the same time, they naturally attracted everyone's attention.
Wen Lan had called before and made an appointment with Boeing Airbus to see a private jet in the afternoon.
As soon as the other party heard that Yang Fei was the owner of Yunhe Manor, he knew that the reception must not be received by ordinary sales, after all, it was not in line with Yang Fei's identity.
So as soon as Yang Fei stepped into Boeing Airbus, sales manager Su Meiqi ran out.
She stepped on a pair of black high heels, twisted her slender waist, and walked tremblingly.
"Mr. Yang, hello, welcome to Boeing Airbus, first of all, I am the sales manager of Boeing Airbus, my name is Su Meiqi. ”。
"I'm honored that you chose our company, the first time you meet, if there is a place where you don't greet well, please take care of Mr. Yang!"
Su Meiqi walked up to Yang Fei, looked at Yang Fei respectfully, and said in a coquettish voice.