Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

The day Ye Shiliang returned to Shanghai.

Yang Zheng also returned to Xingcheng.

He really postponed a lot of things and stayed in Chuzhou specifically to accompany Ye Shiliang.

This time Zhou Wei also returned to Xingcheng with him.

That’s right, he planned to let Zhou Wei go to Jiangcheng first to “open up new land” again.

In fact, this time it cannot be said to be a new beginning.

Except Zhou Wei.

The technical director Zhu Weijia and the content director Yang Jun will also go together.

In addition, there are about ten ordinary employees.

So this time Zhou Wei can barely be considered as "leading the troops to battle."

As for Yang Zheng himself, he would definitely not go to Jiangcheng in the short term.

First of all, Zhu Weijia’s recommendation algorithm has not yet been truly formed.

Naturally, the flash sound cannot be truly started yet.

There's nothing wrong with him going there.

The second is that he is a bit too conspicuous now, so it is best not to act rashly.

Otherwise, it’s hard to say what others can do, but Zhu Chengming will definitely come to the door again.

If Zhu Chengming makes a move, Zhao Yi will definitely not just sit there and watch.

After all, Zhao Yi had already gotten a bargain once, so he would definitely be more daring to bet.

Then, Han Yiren, the daughter of the governor of Chubei Province, was a member of Liu Wenqi's small circle.

Can Yang Zheng's actions in Chubei Jiangcheng escape other people's eyes?

In fact, they are all old acquaintances.

Yang Zheng also knew that Shanyin could not be built on his own network of connections.

It is only a matter of time before these institutions invest.

But... the later the better.

Huoduoduo is a good example.

Zhao Yi was the first to invest, and with 50 billion plus a small favor, he got a 10% stake.

Liu Wenqi's second investment was also 50 billion plus a favor.

Zhu Chengming was the third to invest.

By this time, he already owned 2% of Haidong Holdings, worth no less than 200 billion.

The final investment in Meishi Group is a 3% stake worth no less than 360 billion, plus a mobilization of resources.

Now Zhu Chengming and others want to invest in Shanyin.

So what price can Yang Zheng offer?

Refuse outright?

They are like brothers now.

Do you still want people?

So it would be best if Yang Zheng didn't take any action yet and treated it as a trivial matter.

Even if Zhu Chengming and the others noticed it.

He could also say that it was just a small company that was still in the trial stage and did not need funds for the time being.

To have an excuse to shirk responsibility.

How do you say that?

I want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it.

Yang Zheng is a bit like this now.

Several major capitals regard him as a cash cow.

They are all staring at him, waiting for him to "explode gold coins".

He can only keep a low profile as much as possible.

But when it is time to be high-profile, you have to be high-profile.

Early the next day.

Yang Zheng didn't even have breakfast.

He angrily left Zhang Qinglan's villa and went to the Zhang family mansion.

When you get to the door.

He met He Meiqin who was about to go to work.

Seeing his unfriendly expression, He Meiqin couldn't help but ask:

"What's going on? Who recruited you?"

Yang Zheng remained immersed in the role and said in a cold tone, "Zhang Laodeng."

He Meiqin was stunned for a full 5 seconds before she realized what he was saying...

"Old man?"

Yang Zheng ignored her and walked straight into the house.

He is not a professional actor and is afraid that if he delays for too long, he will not be able to maintain his form.

He Meiqun looked at his back, hesitated for a moment, then turned around and followed him into the house.

She didn't mean anything else.

I just wanted to see how Yang Zheng would cause trouble for the old...old man who always has the final say at home.

"Mr. Yang, what are you doing?"

The maid Xiaowen was cleaning the living room. When she saw Yang Zheng coming, she couldn't help but ask a question.

Yang Zheng glanced at her sideways: "Where's Zhang Laodeng? Hasn't he gotten up yet?"

Xiaowen was stunned for five or six seconds before she came to her senses: "You, you mean...Grandpa Zhang?"

Yang Zheng didn't say anything, just looked at her coldly.

Xiaowen's expression became serious, and she stood up straighter. She said with admiration:

“Have breakfast in the restaurant.”

She just finished speaking.

Yang Zheng turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

He Meiqin, who had followed to watch the fun, followed again when she saw this.

In fact, she already had some idea at this moment why Yang Zheng came to find Mr. Zhang in such a rage so early in the morning... to cause trouble for the old man.

Zhang Qingxun was transferred to Jiangcheng by the old man.

She wanted to know how the old man, who was always so dignified, would respond when faced with the furious Yang Zheng.

restaurant.

Zhang Xiaocong and Zhang Rongwei, father and son, were sitting there eating breakfast.

See Yang Zheng coming over.

Zhang Rongwei just glanced at him and continued to eat.

He was very unhappy with Yang Zheng.

But he also knew that he had no way to deal with Yang Zheng.

Even when he enters the official career in the future, he will still have to rely on Yang Zheng's support.

So I can only treat Yang Zheng as air and pretend that I don’t see him.

Zhang Xiaocong paused slightly.

Since even He Meiqin had guessed it, it was natural for him not to have thought of it.

Besides, this was also within his expectations.

I just don't know when exactly Yang Zheng will come.

Yang Zheng just returned to Xingcheng yesterday and came here early this morning.

It seems that this boy has a strong possessiveness towards Qingxun.

Zhang Xiaocong's mind raced, and a kind smile appeared on his face:

"Xiao Zheng is here. Have you had breakfast? If not, let's eat together."

Yang Zheng walked to the dining table with a cold face and sat down, then looked at Zhang Rongwei:

"Go get me a set of dishes and chopsticks."

"I?"

Zhang Rongwei was stunned at first, then stood up angrily.

But before he could speak.

"Go get it."

Zhang Xiaocong and He Meiqin spoke almost at the same time.

They both thought the same thing: this kid must be looking for an excuse to beat Rong Wei up to vent his anger.

In fact, Yang Zheng did hold this idea.

After all, he couldn't really do anything to Zhang Laodeng, right?

So it was only "Zhang Xiaodeng" who took the blame.

Pity……

"Grandpa, Mom, you..."

Zhang Rongwei looked aggrieved.

But before he could finish.

Seeing Yang Zheng's eager look, He Meiqin quickly interrupted him, "Just go when I tell you to, and stop talking nonsense!"

Zhang Xiaocong also scolded: "Hurry up!"

"He and I……"

Zhang Rongwei cursed halfway, but finally held it back.

He went to the kitchen with an unhappy look on his face, took out a set of bowls and chopsticks, and then slammed them heavily on Yang Zheng's table.

Yang Zheng glanced at him, picked up the bowl and squeezed it hard.

"Click".

The bowl was crushed directly.

"It's broken. Bring me another one."

Yang Zheng said expressionlessly.

Zhang Rongwei secretly swallowed his saliva, and the unhappy expression on his face disappeared. He nodded slightly and turned to go to the kitchen again.

This time, after he took the bowl, he placed it on Yang Zheng's table very carefully and gently.

He even subconsciously gave a flattering smile.

He knew that if Yang Zheng wanted to beat him up, he really would have no way to stop him.

And now he also realized that Yang Zheng was filled with anger.

So he suppressed his unhappiness and acted like a good boy.

Seeing that he had behaved himself, Yang Zheng decided not to "beat Officer Sun" anymore.

He looked at Zhang Xiaocong: "Grandpa, do you need to give me an explanation?"

After saying this, without waiting for Zhang Xiaocong to speak, he added:

"If you try to play dumb and gloss over this, I'll forget everything we agreed upon."

He trailed off.

Zhang Xiaocong, who was originally planning to play dumb, closed his mouth with a helpless look on his face.