"Then we want to participate in this financing, how do we operate?" Knowing that there will definitely be a lot of big capital grabbing meat in this financing, Li Minghe asked about the other party's arrangement.

Although their family background is not bad in China, in the eyes of those arrogant old beauties, it is not a problem at all.

"I want Brother Ying and Brother Li, plus two friends from Modu, to register a company in Hong Kong City and jointly hold 6% of the shares." Speaking of this problem, Wang Yongren, who had been prepared for a long time, said the method he had discussed with Sister Li.

Previously, the two friends of Modu also contributed a lot, and they were also the stabilizing factors for the 'Lady's Home' brand to be sent overseas in the future, and they could not be missing.

"The valuation of $4 billion, if we take 6%, is $240 million, $60 million per person, and it will take a certain amount of time to raise." After listening to the other party's story, Ying Bicheng frowned a little embarrassed.

They knew it was a big project, but they didn't expect it to be so big.

"Brother Ying miscalculated, it was $16 million per person. My original shareholder, Sister Li, and I will each sell 4 points of shares to your new company before financing. Wang Yongren, who had been prepared for a long time, said the amount of shares transferred, and made a request by the way: "However, your company will become my concerted action, and the voting rights of the board of directors belong to me." As for whether the two can come up with $16 million, that's not a question for him to consider.

Prior to this, Wang Yongren had communicated with Brother Zhe about this issue, and since the other party had brought the two of them in, it showed that he had such basic strength.

Moreover, he also believes that the two should know about this 'convenience'. As for more favorable operations, it is not necessary, he and the other party are not brothers in life and death.

"Brother's kindness, we feel it." Hear about this share transfer arrangement. Ying Bicheng smiled and thanked him.

Li Minghe, who was next to him, directly picked up a glass of beer and said to the newly recognized brother: "Brother Yongren, I will do this cup, you are free." "They are naturally very satisfied with the investment of 4 times the return in a short period of time, and they are even more satisfied that this is a multinational group with unlimited potential.

Under normal circumstances, those predators who have money do not have the opportunity to become shareholders in it.

"The two old brothers are polite." Also drank a glass of beer, Wang Yongren smiled and said goodbye to the two brothers.

The relationship introduced by Brother Zhe is just a bond, and interests are the solid foundation for becoming brothers.

"Alright, it's almost time. I'll go back and get ready, and you drink less. After looking at the time, he got up and went back to prepare for the wedding in the evening.

In a family like theirs, greeting relatives and everything is relatively low-key, and after going through the procedure in the morning, there is only the sense of ritual at the dinner party.

"Go, Brother Yongren, we'll say hello." Li Minghe, who was eating fruit, waved his hand, saying that he would not treat his brother badly.

After nodding to the little brother, he got up and went out. After Zhenxifeng left, Li Minghe asked his newly acquainted brother with a smile: "Brother Yongren, I have two open courtyard houses and a villa at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain, which is worth about 100 million if I get rid of it." I don't know, are you interested? "16 million US dollars, equivalent to more than 100 million Chinese dollars, Li Ming and his family's assets are mostly fixed assets, and if you take all the cash directly, it is indeed a bit stressful in a short period of time.

Selling the property is a must, but the majority shareholder is willing to collect it at the market price, and he can also lose a little.

"Villa, I'm interested. If you want a courtyard, forget it. "There is no courtyard complex, but Wang Yongren doesn't want it very much.

First, the value of the courtyard houses in the capital is too high, and it is too troublesome to get rid of; Second, he is an ordinary person holding the courtyard too dazzling; Third, Wang Yongren prefers to live in modern villas and large flats, and he is really indifferent to the courtyard.

The other reborn predecessors all settled in the capital and were very fond of the courtyard, but Wang Yongren, who lived in Jiang Province, was not so interested.

If you don't live in it, it's not easy to rent out the courtyard. What's more, in that courtyard, there is no Qin Huairu.

"Okay, I'll let you transfer the villa. I will transfer the remaining funds to you within a week. Seeing that the other party was so sincere, Li Minghe didn't say much.

"Brother Yongren, look at Lao Li like this, do you kick him out of the list of shareholders and give me his share. My money will definitely be transferred to you in two days. Sitting next to him, he won Bicheng and joked with a smile.

The family has a lot of industries abroad, and there is no pressure on the $16 million fund.

I can't say, the courtyard that Lao Li wants to shoot will change his surname in a few days to win. Prior to this, Ying Bicheng had always wanted Lao Li to change hands and transform it into a private restaurant, but the other party had to let go, and now it was not in his pocket.

"Brother Win, let's be friends, we still have to talk about reputation, it's not good." Hearing the other party's jokes, Wang Yongren, who was in a good mood, also smiled and cooperated.

"Lao Ying, look, your pattern doesn't even have one-tenth of our Yongren brother." Li Minghe, who was ridiculed, despised his old friend.

After a noisy and noisy half an hour, the three of them went to the hotel where Zhexifeng got married. At five o'clock in the evening, there were more people at the entrance of the old hotel in Beijing to maintain order, and there were uniformed personnel checking the safety of passing vehicles.

The marriage between the Zhi family and the Ouyang family is a blockbuster news in the circle of the children of the Beijing courtyard this year, which has attracted the attention of most people.

There is naturally no shortage of heavyweights who come to the wedding. Drink a glass of wine and leave early, that is also an attitude.

"Didn't you have a master of ceremonies for this wedding?" Wang Yongren, who was sitting in the middle, looked a little low-key, looked at the slightly simple stage layout, and casually asked Miss Feng next to him.

In his capacity, to participate in this wedding, he can only sit at the banquet at the back of the serial number. Regardless of his identity as a small writer and the founder of a website, he is still a minion in front of those big bosses.

"One of Sister Qinghe's college classmates is engaged in diplomatic work, and she came to make a guest appearance. With so many elders on the scene, it's not good that the wedding is too fancy. Speaking of this, Feng Qingxi, who knew the inside story, said casually, with inexplicable hope in his eyes.

If she and this handsome writer hold a wedding, it must be lively, and it is a big deal to go to a foreign island to hold it, and then go back to China to invite the elders to eat a few tables.

However, thinking of the other party's Lang heart like iron, as well as the dead cousin, Feng Qingxi knew that this idea was a bit extravagant.

In the past, she may have had full self-confidence, but after Feng Qingxi found that her heart began to fall, she knew that the ending of this game might not be as she wanted.

"That's right." Listening to Miss Feng's answer, Wang Yongren nodded in affirmation, and his eyes naturally crossed the other party's heart, which was protected by a blue dress.

Getting along with Miss Feng, his eyes always can't control the angle. Weddings, except for the bride herself, are just a formality for the rest of the people.

The groom, who is the protagonist, just spends money to realize his wife's sense of ceremony, and receives some return gifts by the way, after all, his parents' generation or himself have given out a lot of red envelopes; In addition to having a meal, the guests present gave red envelopes and returned the favor between the two parties.

After all, only the bride's mind is the simplest.

"I once read a passage in your book "Passing by Your World" that said that most weddings are the bride's own one-man show, do you really think so?" As if guessing the other party's inner thoughts, Feng Qingxi opened his mouth to ask.

"That's just the result of some weddings and online news that I am familiar with, and if I were a person, I would definitely not neglect the wedding preparations. Because, this is the best opportunity to prove that I love my other half. Faced with this kind of question with pitfalls, Wang Yongren's answer was sincere and warm.

In his heart, he has always wanted to prepare a grand wedding for his little girlfriend, but he died halfway through his last life, and he must work harder to make up for it in this life.

"If I had met you earlier, would you have prepared for it seriously?" Hearing this answer, Feng Qingxi stared at each other with bright eyes.

"Even now, I'll be serious." I had expected such a question, and Wang Yongren replied very realistically.

If Miss Feng was with him silently, Wang Yongren would not be able to give the promise on the other party's household registration book, but it would definitely be no problem to hold a wedding for two people abroad.

As for the guests, wouldn't it be better to find some extras in the local area. The only difference may be that relatives cannot arrive at the scene to congratulate them.

What can be done with money is not a problem at all.

"Hehe..."For this somewhat unwilled answer, Feng Qingxi didn't feel that the other party was hypocritical, but he was a lot happier in his heart.

Compared to the last engagement reception, there were more guests tonight, and the banquet hall was soon filled with 100 tables.

For other people's wedding banquets, there may be vacant seats, but for the wedding banquet of Zhifeng, the space will only be insufficient, and a lot of preparation tables will be used.

At 5:58 in the evening, a young woman in a women's suit came to the stage, and her heroic appearance instantly attracted the attention of the audience: "Uncles, relatives and friends, ......" After the brief opening remarks, it was the bride and groom who came on the stage.

"Well, do you want me to show you a wedding dress, the sheer lace kind?" When the bride and groom were giving speeches, Feng Qingxi leaned into the ear of the handsome writer next to him and asked a little charmingly.

Such an intimate action made the young man at the next table who had already noticed Miss Feng have a little fire in his eyes.

Why, that kid can be favored by Miss Feng with a good family background and a better figure. If you can, replace them!

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"No, you don't." After many years of flashing in his mind, he had a video of some treasures of the town store promoting wedding dresses, and Wang Yongren put Miss Feng into it, and he was worried about the lace design in his heart.

Men, if you say no, you must want it in your heart. Who can refuse, Miss Feng, who has an explosive figure, and the temptation of a stunning wedding dress!

It's still lace!! Tonight, I have to let the slightly inferior Li Xiaoran try it too, and focus on one idea!

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"Well, it's up to you to refuse!" Seeing that the other party seemed to refuse, Feng Qingxi had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

If the other party agreed, she would have surrendered voluntarily.

"Do you mean that I can't sleep tonight?" Raising his eyebrows and comprehending the deep meaning of the other party's words, Wang Yongren asked with some 'remorse'.

"If you can't sleep, you can miss me." The cold red lips were a little smiling, and Feng Qingxi applauded with the other guests.

At this time, the bride and groom finished speaking, and it was the bride's turn to throw the bouquet. Several young people and four ordinary bridesmaids gathered on the stage, waiting for the 'lucky prize', but Wang Yongren sat still as calmly as a rock.

"Otherwise, you come on stage and grab a bouquet. If you grab it, I promise you any conditions! Feng Qingxi, who looked at the handsome writer without any action, as if he had guessed the other party's thoughts, put forward a condition that all normal young men could not refuse.