In the afternoon, Yang Fei came to the Wanye Investment Office and just sat down, Zhao Yaxin pushed the door in.

"You're back, how were the talks?"

Zhao Yaxin's expression was a little displeased, she sat down on the sofa opposite Yang Fei, and said depressedly: "It's a little troublesome." ”

"What's the trouble that can stump you?"

"That's ......"

Zhao Yaxin told what she saw and heard when she went to iQiwei Company yesterday, and finally she took the initiative to admit her mistake and said: "I was careless, the preparation work done in advance was insufficient, Wan Ying's advantage is really obvious, and we are very passive." ”

"I don't blame you for this, Wan Ying took action half a year ago, and the time I gave you was less than two weeks, so it's good to have such a result. ”

While speaking, Yang Fei turned on the computer in front of him and brought up a stock trading page, which showed the shareholding structure of iQibi:

First Shareholder: iStrange 25%

Second Shareholder: Wan Ying 15%

Third Shareholder: Wanye Investment 8%

"Well, it's good to have such a result in a short period of time, Congcong is a straw bale compared to you, and fortunately he is a straw bale, we still have a chance. Yang Fei said with a smile.

"Cong Cong was more difficult to deal with than I expected, and his trip to Gotham City was cut off by him. Zhao Yaxin said.

Yang Fei didn't answer, he talked to Andy Intelligence in his heart.

"Andy, help me check Wan Ying's business. ”

"Searching for ......"

In the next second, Andy reminded: "The GPS location of Wan Ying's young owner Congcong's mobile phone has been detected, do you want to listen to it?"

"I'll go, Andy, can you still listen to your phone?" Yang Fei was surprised, but when he thought that Andy could connect to the Internet, it was nothing to be able to monitor his phone.

Yang Fei chose to monitor.

Immediately, there was the slightest sound of electricity, then the sound of wind, and the roar of the car engine reached his ears.

Yang Fei listened to the voice and judged that Congcong should be sitting in a car.

"Young master, this Wanye investment information that suddenly appeared is very little, and it has no useful value. ”

Yo, Yang Fei heard a voice talking about his company.

Another cell phone ringtone.

"The chairman's phone number. It was that voice again, and then it was Congcong who answered the phone, "Dad, have you arrived in Seoul?"

"Just arrived in Seoul, how is your progress there? ”

"There's a little trouble, but it's out of the way......"

Congcong should be on the phone with his father Wang Jianlin, and at this time, Andy also tracked the GPS status of Wang Jianlin's mobile phone, showing that others were in Seoul.

Wang Jianlin negotiated an acquisition business in Seoul, Wan Ying plans to acquire Seoul's largest cinema line Xijie Entertainment, the entire transaction amount of 6 billion yuan, if successfully completed, Wan Ying Cinema will occupy a huge market share of 60% in the Seoul film market. ”

This is the news that Yang Fei found out when he saw Andy.

In contrast, the acquisition business in Korea is one of Wan Ying's priorities, so Wan Ying's head is personally in Seoul.

A plan suddenly popped up in Yang Fei's heart.

At this time, Zhao Yaxin was still talking, and he interrupted her.

Hurriedly dialed the phone of Wen Lan, the housekeeper of the manor, "Prepare a plane for me, I'm going to Seoul in Korea tonight." ”

"Why are you going to Seoul all of a sudden?" Zhao Yaxin was puzzled.

"Confidentiality. ”

Yang Fei smiled mysteriously and sold Guanzi.

That night, Yang Fei took Longhua to Goryeo, and it was already dark when his car came out of the airport.

And Yang Fei was sitting in the back seat of the car, seemingly closing his eyes to recuperate, but he was actually talking to Andy.

"The owner, Park Yoon-joon (president of Heejay Entertainment), had just come out of his home to attend a calligraphy auction at the Sheraton Hotel, and he loved to collect paintings and calligraphy, especially the works of Kim Jong-hee, a goldsmith from the North Korean Lee dynasty. ”

"I've got an e-invitation to the auction for my owner. ”

“goob—job!”

Yang Fei praised Andy, and then said to Long Hua: "Go to the Sheraton Seoul Hotel." ”

Half an hour later, in a hall on the seventh floor of the Sheraton Hotel, an auction of calligraphy works was about to be held, and guests entered one after another.

Park Yoon-joon, accompanied by his assistant, sat in the center of the first row of the scene, and as soon as he sat down, the assistant's mobile phone rang, and he took it out and immediately gave it to the president.

This is a Korean text message, Park Yoon-jun glanced at it, and the content was: "Hello President Park Yoon-joon, Yang Fei, chairman of Huaxia Pengcheng Wanye Investment Company, is very interested in Xijie Entertainment and is willing to buy it at a price of 6 billion yuan, I don't know if President Park has time to talk about it." Waiting for President Park's reply, good luck!"

"It's Huaxia again!" Park Yinjun's face was unhappy, during this time, Wan Ying, who was also Huaxia, wanted to buy Xijie Entertainment, and he was anxious.

Park Yoon Joon is reluctant to be acquired by Huaxia people from the bottom of his heart.

I saw him snort coldly, and then deleted the text message.

After a while, the auction began, and Park Yoon Joon forgot about the unhappiness just now and devoted himself to the auction.

"The next collection "Nguyen Tang Collection", Kim Jong-hee ......" Park Yoon-joon was shocked when he heard the auctioneer's introduction.

When the auctioneer called out for the bid, he was the first to raise his hand and shouted a price that was more than double the original price of the piece.

"500 million won (about 3 million RMB). ”

"Park Yoon-joon, the president of Xijie Entertainment, bid 500 million won, does anyone still want to bid, 500 million won for the first time, 500 million won for the second time, 500 million won for the second time, 500 million won ......"

Suddenly, the auctioneer's eyes lit up, and he saw someone in the audience holding up a sign and shouting: "800 million won, and the next guest bids 800 million won." ”

Park Yoon-joon turned around, he saw that it was a young man who was asking for the price, and the young man was still smiling at him, and he didn't know why Park Yoon-joon felt that the young man was smiling strangely.

"800 million won for the first time. ”

"800 million won for the second time. ”

"800 million won for the third time, congratulations to this gentleman for the successful filming of "Ruan Tang Ji". ”

Park Yoon-joon shook his head and smiled, although he liked this calligraphy very much, but 800 million won was far beyond the value of this calligraphy itself, and it was not worth it.

An hour later, the auction ended.

Park Yoon-joon leaves the hotel, but meets the young man at the exit of the hotel.

The young man smiled at him and left, his smile still making Park Yoon-joon feel weird.

Of course, Park Yoon-joon didn't take this matter to heart, but he regretted that he didn't get his favorite calligraphy work at auction.

The next day, Park Yoon-joon went to work as usual.

"Knock knock!"

The secretary knocked on the door and came in, "President, there is a Chinese man named Yang Fei who said that he made an appointment to meet you." ”

Park Yoon-joon's first reaction was confused, he couldn't remember who he had asked to meet, or was he a Chinese?

Suddenly, he remembered and asked, "What's his name?"

"Yang Fei, from Huaxia Pengcheng!"

"Is that him?"

Park Yoon-jun remembered that this was not the text message he received last night, a Chinese man who called himself Yang Fei wanted to talk to him about the acquisition of Xijie Entertainment.

"Nope. When Park Yoon-joon understood, he flatly refused.

However, the secretary didn't leave, but took out a rectangular box and said, "He said that the president will meet him after seeing this thing." ”

"Oh?"

Park Yoon-joon was curious, opened the box, and saw what was inside, which made him stunned for a moment.

It was actually Kim Jung-hee's "Ruan Tang Collection" at last night's auction, and there was a note in it that read: "Gift to Mr. Park Yoon Joon - Payment: Yang Fei"

I see.

The young man at the auction last night was this Chinese man named Yang Fei, who first auctioned off the calligraphy, and then transferred it to himself, obviously for the purpose of Xijie entertainment.

Park Yoon Joon smiled, it was a sneer.

"Just a calligraphy work wants to bribe me, are the Chinese people stupid or crazy?" Park Yoon-joon sneered.

The auction price of "Ruan Tang Ji" is 800 million won, about about four or five million RMB, and the market value of Xijie Entertainment is more than 500 billion won, what is 800 million, is the Chinese people stupid, or when he Park Yoon Joon is a fool.

"Get rid of that Huaxia man!" Park Yoon-joon said angrily.

"President, the Huaxia people said that there is another thing, you will definitely see him after you see it. The secretary said hesitantly.

"What, there's something else?" Park Yoon-joon said in surprise.

While speaking, the secretary took out a note with several Korean characters written on it, and it was a person's name: "Li Chengxuan".

Isn't it just a person's name?

However, Park Yoon-joon's face suddenly turned pale, and he looked like a thief.