Li Jiajie walked away dejectedly, walking in an extremely embarrassed manner, allowing the thorns swaying behind him to keep whipping his back, drawing blood marks one after another, like a defeated general who lost his armor.

He wanted to cry a little, this time he lost face, he didn't get any benefits, not to mention, and he lost tens of millions.

His mood at this time can no longer be described by words like stealing chickens and rice, who has ever seen rice worth 10,000 yuan a grain?

The income from the real estate company and the stock warrant, not to mention what Fang Chen said, even if it reaches half, he can get tens of millions, a property that is more than his current worth.

By the way, he also lost one, friends, friends are gone.

Today, he completely recognized Wang Xu's dog face, a group of villains, bastards!

But after losing so much, he was glad that he picked up a life and came back, Li Jiajie felt that today was the most tragic day in his life, worse than the day his mother gave birth to him, and he almost choked to death by amniotic fluid.

Fang Chen was lazy and lazy, chatting in every way, Ge You was lying on the chair as if he was paralyzed, and he didn't even want to speak.

Everyone didn't care, thinking that Fang Chen was troubled by Li Jiajie's play, and his spirit was a little tired.

After chatting a few more words, Liu Yuanjun took the lead in dispersing.

Sitting in the car, watching Liu Yuanjun and the taillights of their car disappear from a distance, Fang Chen sighed faintly.

Seeing this, Wu Maocai suddenly couldn't help but ask, "Ninth Master, I see that your interest seems to have never been high?"

Ever since Li Jiajie was guilty of pleading, he found that Fang Chen's expression was a little boring and not very interested.

It's just that it's not easy to ask in the hotel, and I've endured it until now, and I can finally speak.

To be honest, he thinks that Li Jiajie's drama should actually be quite happy to watch, after all, the TV series, and even the big drama at the temple fair in the village during the New Year's Festival, there is no one like Li Jiajie who came over with thorns on his back to ask for guilt.

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly don't think it's interesting. Fang Chen smiled self-deprecatingly.

To be honest, after watching Li Jiajie's farce, he suddenly felt a little sad and grieved for himself, in fact, he should not have beaten Li Jiajie, but Li Chengcai.

If it weren't for Li Chengcai supporting Li Jiajie behind his back and conniving at Li Jiajie, Li Jiajie would not be so arrogant and domineering, and even Liu Yuanjun Are they good people?

Definitely not.

If you change places, that person is not him Fang Chen, Liu Yuanjun's face may be more terrifying than Li Jiajie.

He now has a sense of desolation that Sun Dasheng has, Sun Wukong looked at the goblins who were rescued by the Buddha and the Great Immortal, and he probably had the same thoughts in his heart.

It's not those goblins who really hurt people, but the Buddha behind them, the Great Immortal.

But Sun Wukong didn't dare, and he couldn't, the five hundred years of suppression under the Five Fingers Mountain had completely consumed the spirit of this Monkey King who came to the Nine Heavens and was proud of the world.

In Journey to the West, there is a saying, 'When you bring this golden hoop, you are no longer a mortal.' ’

But if you start with Journey to the West, when Sun Wukong brought this golden hoop, he really became a mortal, knowing what fear is, knowing what flattering is, knowing what it means to follow the rules, and knowing that he can only turn a blind eye to some things.

He is no longer the Monkey King who broke through the South Heavenly Gate, smashed the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, and never returned.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen smiled self-deprecatingly again, what was he pretentious about, he was thinking about so many things, he was originally a mortal, a businessman, he could manage these things, and he didn't even care about it.

As a businessman, he honestly does his own business, worthy of himself, worthy of the employees who work for him, and he has it, and he can't control anything else, and he doesn't belong to him.

If you can realize your dreams and do something for this disaster-ridden nation when you have spare energy, it will be enough for your life, and you will have no regrets in this life.

"It's hard to be confused. Fang Chen said faintly.

Feng Lun and Chen Shaoxuan looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong with Fang Chen, but they couldn't say what was wrong, so they had to look at Wu Maocai.

Now the one who is suitable to speak and can speak is Wu Maocai, after all, Wu Maocai is the one who knows Mr. Fang best.

Wu Mao wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and after a few breaths, he stammered and said: "Ninth Master, I think you put too much pressure on yourself, how many things can you do alone, as the old saying goes, a person is full of iron, and how many nails can he make? ”

How hard Fang Chen is, how tired he is, no one knows better than him, although Jiu Ye does not interfere in the specific management of the company, but all the general directions, important things of the company, he has to look at them one by one, this kind of tiredness is not a person who has seen it with his own eyes, it is almost unimaginable.

There are so many companies under his name, they are so big, and the total number of employees is nearly 30,000 people.

With a chuckle, Fang Chen glanced at Wu Maocai, it was rare that Wu Maocai also knew that he cared about people.

"If you want me to say, you can learn from those European and American tycoons, drive private jets, private yachts, and go around the world when you have nothing to do, and then get a bunch of blonde and blue-eyed American girls to party on the yacht every day......"

Wu Maocai's eyebrows fluttered and he said, but as soon as he said this, Fang Chen knocked on Wu Maocai's head and broke it.

"Ninth Master, why are you beating me, what I said is serious, you are such a rich man, you don't enjoy life well, you have to live this kind of ascetic life, isn't this embarrassing for yourself. Wu Maocai held his head and shouted.

"What you say, tell Su Yan next time. Fang Chen pointed at Wu Maocai and said angrily.

Wu Maocai just started, he felt that what he said was okay, going out for a walk, traveling, and distracting his mind can be regarded as the right way to solve the problem.

Although the matter of buying a private jet and a private yacht is not reliable, he is used to it, and he is too lazy to worry about Wu Maocai, but what kind of American girl is behind this, the yacht party is.

Hearing Su Yan's words, Wu Maocai looked embarrassed, and quickly patted his mouth twice, "That's what I said, don't tell that little aunt!"

If Su Yan, the little aunt, knew that he was pampering the ninth master and looking for an American girl to have a yacht party, she would have been able to tear down his bones.

Fang Chen sneered, he found that Wu Maocai couldn't give a good face, it was simply a realistic version of not playing the house for three days.

"Is there any problem in the company that I need to solve?" Fang Chen asked directly at Feng Lun.

Although he chatted a few words in the car before, the most he said was about letting Liu Yuanjun and them become shareholders, and he could still take care of some specific affairs of the company.

"It's true, and it's up to you, it's up to you. ”

Seeing this, Feng Lun hurriedly said, he had one thing in his heart for a long time, but he didn't have the right opportunity to mention it.

"Tell me, what's the problem?"

Fang Chen was suddenly interested, he really didn't know what was going on in this company, and he had to solve it.

"What is the name of the company. Feng Lun said solemnly.

After making trouble for a long time, there are more than a dozen shareholders, if you count Liu Yuanjun and their capital increase, the company has more than 90 million cash in his hand, nearly 100 million, but he doesn't even have a company name, he just wants to apply for a business license, but he can't do it.

Such a company is probably the only one in China.

And naming this kind of thing can only be handed over to Fang Chen, just the so-called only weapon and name, no dummies, that's what it means, this is Fang Chen's unique right.

Fang Chen's expression moved, and after thinking for a while, not only did he not say a word or two, but he even asked, "Do you have any thoughts in your heart?"

If it is Xiaobawang, Qingtian Communication, he has great hopes, and a wholly-owned company, he naturally does not allow others to get involved, but for real estate, which is not in his plan or the like, the shares are diluted, and even sooner or later they will be separated, he really has no interest.

"Otherwise, how about calling it Qingtian Real Estate Company?" Feng Lun said hesitantly.

Although this is not distinctive, it is better to be simple and straightforward, and when others hear it, they will know that they are a company under Qingtian.

DynaSky Real Estate Company?

Fang Chen's love suddenly became a little weird, and he didn't want to touch the innate notoriety of real estate.

Now Feng Lun proposed to call Qingtian Real Estate Company, didn't this kill him, if it was called Qingtian Real Estate Company, then he would listen to Pan Shiyi directly from the beginning, how good is it to be a sole proprietorship.

"Don't call it Qingtian, after all, this is not my own sole proprietorship, and you will not have any affiliation with Qingtian Company in the future, you are directly responsible for me, or it will be called Wantong Real Estate Development Company." Fang Chen said with a final word.

Hearing this, Feng Lun couldn't help but move his brows slightly, and some of his eyebrows fluttered, and he was overjoyed.

Fang Chen's words really made him happy, he and Pan Shiyi were the four of them, why did they have to be the deputy general manager of this little overlord, just to not succumb to Duan Yongping.

Now Fang Chen is willing to separate the real estate company and not be managed by the head office, which is indeed good news for them.

For a while, he was so happy that he couldn't even ask Fang Chen why he called the company Wantong, and agreed in one go.

"On the company's side, I definitely don't have any air traffic control, Liu Yuanjun and they don't know how to manage it, and they don't have the ability to manage it, so the management of the company depends on a few of you, but one thing I hope you have, or you have to do it. Fang Chen said slowly.

The top of the wave of rebirth

The top of the wave of rebirth