Chapter 70: Digging the Foot of the Wall
"It's really unlucky, I came to the party happily, and I was disturbed by an idiot Second Ancestor!" Fang Jueyu parked the car in the underground garage, he looked at the scratch and his heart ached, and he even preferred that this wound was scratched on his body.
"Young master, I see that you smashed the car just now, but you smashed it quite happily!" Zhuang Ying quipped, especially when Fang Jueyu heard Chen Qiao's disrespectful words just now, even she felt a little shocked.
"It's a pleasure, but I'm afraid it will cause some trouble. Fang Jueyu didn't think that this kind of pampered rich second generation could honestly hide after suffering a loss.
"Young master, are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of him with a hammer!" If the rich second generation who doesn't know his name dares to trouble him, Jueyu will be able to kill him both financially and powerfully.
As for what he wants to do? The entire hotel belongs to him Fang Jueyu, is it possible that so many security guards eat dry food? His physical fitness far beyond ordinary people is enough to fight several of them, and he is really not afraid.
"Hey, Fang Jueyu, here!" Wang Cong was already in the hotel, and he beckoned to Fang Jueyu.
"You're so early!" Fang Jueyu hammered him on the chest.
"I came yesterday," Wang Cong rubbed his chest, wondering why this kid's hand was so strong, "This beauty is ......"
"Oh, this is my assistant Zhuang Ying, she happened to have something to do when you came last time, and if I want to come to such a strange place today, someone must help me take care of everything!" Fang Jueyu said.
"Yes, it's so enviable for you guy to recruit a female assistant!" Wang Cong broke Zhuang Ying's sentence, "Miss Zhuang, your outfit today is no worse than the actress who is going to attend the banquet!"
"Mr. Wang, thank you for your exaggeration!" Zhuang Ying has also been in and out of high-end social places, and compared with Fang Jueyu's hillbilly appearance, he seems much calmer.
"How about it, are you interested in coming to my company to develop? I can definitely offer you a satisfactory remuneration!" Wang Cong began to dig up his corner directly in front of Fang Jueyu.
"Lao Wang, it's not that I'm scaring you, if you can come up with more wages than me, I will split durian with my bare hands at this banquet today!" Fang Jueyu said confidently, you must know that Zhuang Ying is not holding a dead salary, and the part of the industry that the dealer is in charge of Zhuang Ying has dividends, which is an astronomical amount.
"Such a big bet?" Wang Cong was taken aback, Fang Jueyu's financial resources he had seen now, and it was estimated that even if he sold his own, he might not be able to dig this corner.
"Old Fang, secretly ask, how much salary do you give her a year?" Wang Cong leaned into Fang Jueyu's ear.
"It's not much, it's just a billion dollars!"
"Damn, count you ruthless!" Wang Cong was completely speechless this time, all his net worth together may not have billions of dollars, and he even wanted to ask Fang Jueyu if he lacked assistants.
"By the way, I see that your expression is a little wrong, what's wrong? You have encountered something unhappy? Say it to make me happy!" Wang Cong had a hippie smile on his face.
"It's nothing, it's just that when I parked the car just now, I met a brain-dead rich second generation and hit my car!"
"Is that the Sun God?"
Fang Jueyu nodded.
"What did that dog do? If it were me, I'd have to blow his head off!" Wang Cong had been salivating over the car for a long time.
"I don't know, I guess it's the son of the bigwig in the entertainment industry, it's a trivial matter, anyway, his car has been smashed by me!"
"You smashed another one?" Wang Cong was immediately amused, "Awesome, you!"
"But you have to be careful!" Wang Cong reminded, "These guys' family background is not only rich, they are also very well-connected, they can be said to be powerful, maybe they will use some special means against you, you have to guard against it." ”
"Okay, okay, it's just a rich second generation, I really don't pay attention to it," Fang Jueyu handed the luggage to the staff who came to receive him, "Arrange my luggage first, put it in room 001!"
"001?" Wang Cong seemed to hear some incredible number, "What, you booked room 001?"
This hotel has a total of ten presidential suites, but not everyone can book, although the specifications of the rooms are the same, but after receiving the order, the room number will be arranged according to the guest's honorable Chengdu.
He Wang Cong came with Wang Lin, and even Wang Lin only booked room 004.
The residents of No. 003 know that they are Mr. Xiang Lingyue, the largest shareholder of China Entertainment Company, although there is still some gap between him and Wang Lin in terms of fortune, but in terms of connections, he is only stronger than Wang Lin, and it is understandable to live in No. 003.
The owner of No. 002 didn't know who it was so far, only that it was a woman, but the person who could make Xiang Ling Yue relegate to the back seat was definitely not an ordinary woman.
"Wait, you won't tell me that this hotel is yours too, right?" Wang Cong suddenly thought of something, according to his previous experience, as long as he guessed like this, there was a chance that he could guess it.
"You're right!" Fang Jueyu added, "But it's not just this hotel, even the billions of international companies to which this hotel belongs are also mine, if you go to live in the future, report my name directly and give you a broken bone!"
"You guy, you can give people a little scare every time. "I am used to Fang Jueyu's pervasive industrial chain, this time Wang Cong was only slightly shocked and relieved, he can earn hundreds of billions of yuan a year just by relying on financial investment, Fang Jueyu's wealth has long exceeded his imagination.
"By the way, do you want to go sit with me? My dad wants to get to know you!"
"Huh?" Jueyu was startled at this time.
Wang Lin's father once said a very popular sentence, "Set a small goal first and earn him 100 million!"
Therefore, there is almost no one who does not know Wang Lin, there is one thing to say, Wang Lin is indeed a master of investment and business, he has created such a huge business empire is still very strong, and suddenly to meet such a person, Fang Jueyu is a little nervous.
"What are you afraid of?
"It's not a question of whether you have money or not!" Fang Jueyu smiled bitterly, he was indeed richer than Wang Lin, but his aura was exercised bit by bit in the shopping mall, and he Fang Jueyu didn't have that much confidence.
"Isn't this Wang Gongzi!" Just when Fang Jueyu was hesitating to see Wang Lin, a young man who looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old walked over, and there was a person standing next to him, this person Fang Jueyu was very familiar with, it was the rich second generation who was smashed by him just now.
Chen Qiao, who was invincible just now, stood respectfully behind the young man, which shows that this young man's identity must be unusual.
"Xiang You, long time no see!" Wang Cong shook hands with him.
Xiang You is the only son of Xiang Lingyue, the boss of China Entertainment, and the prince of the entertainment industry, Chen Qiao is just the son of a shareholder, and his identity in front of him is naturally low.
Wang Cong and Xiang You have a good relationship in private, the two of them and the son of the big man in Yanjing, Qin Gongzi, are known as the three rich second generations in China, but the rich second generation here is not a derogatory term, although they borrowed the resources of the family, but they all have some higher grades, which is not the same as those idle rich second generations.
The moment he saw Fang Jueyu, Chen Qiao's eyes suddenly turned red, he said a few words in Xiang You's ear, and the smile on Xiang You's face suddenly froze......