Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

Chuzhou.

Chu Feng Banquet.

The name sounds grand, but the place is actually quite small.

It's a private restaurant.

In the box.

"I heard that Ye Shiliang tricked you?"

Zhu Chengming asked with some gossip.

After Yang Zheng and Ye Shiliang finished performing the play, they flew to Chuzhou overnight that day.

It's the second day now.

After Zhu Chengming knew that he came to Chuzhou, he asked him out for dinner.

Yang Zheng said with an unhappy look on his face: "I guess so."

Zhu Chengming became even more interested: "What's going on? With your looks and figure, how can you not charm her?"

How could I not be fascinated?

I'm so obsessed with it.

Yang Zheng secretly complained, but continued to perform:

"God knows what that woman was thinking. Before the contract was signed, she kept sticking to me. But once the contract was signed, she turned her back on me."

Zhu Chengming looked strange: "So you really fell into someone else's honey trap?"

Yang Zheng looked helpless: "I was a little too confident this time."

After saying that, he raised his glass: "Let's not talk about this anymore, cheers."

Zhu Chengming smiled and clinked his glass with his. After finishing his drink, he still said:

"You're still young, so it's not a bad thing to suffer a little loss. Just be careful in the future."

Yang Zheng nodded without comment.

Zhu Chengming spoke again: "We are all brothers, so I just asked directly."

"There seems to be no activity in Huoduoduo's short video section. So, are you not optimistic about this track, or do you have other plans?"

The capital's sense of smell is still sensitive enough.

Hongxia Capital and Meishu Group have both set their sights on the short video track.

Naturally, there can be no movement on the Haidong Holdings side.

He asked so directly.

Yang Zheng really didn't know how to respond for a moment.

If it was before.

He simply copied what he had said to Liu Wenqi before, analyzing that it was not that the short video track was not good, but that the skills were not good enough.

But now he still needs a hand to develop the market.

Of course, you can't say that.

But he couldn't be too inconsistent.

Otherwise, wouldn’t you be deceiving Liu Wenqi?

After a while, he slowly spoke:

“I thought that the short video track should be on the rise, so I did some careful research.”

"There are short video platforms on the market now, and any that emerge will be a big hit."

"And after my previous research, I felt that block hands didn't seem to have much potential for development."

"But after trying it out here at Huoduoduo, I think it might not be a problem with my hands, but rather the timing is not right."

Zhu Chengming thought for a moment and said, "Is the market still too small?"

Yang Zheng nodded:

"If you enter the market now, you will just have to burn money to expand the market."

"Once the market takes shape, I'm not sure what direction it will take."

Zhu Chengming nodded in understanding and asked, "So you don't plan to enter now?"

Yang Zheng nodded again.

"That……"

Zhu Chengming paused and said, "What do you think of the development potential of Block Hand now?"

This is actually asking whether Bitcoin is worth investing in.

Yang Zheng pretended to think for a moment before replying, "It's hard to say. After all, I'm just inferring, not really able to predict the future."

Zhu Chengming smiled and said, "What you are doing now is almost like being able to predict the future."

Yang Zheng also smiled.

Afterwards, the two of them ate and chatted for a while.

After three rounds of drinks, we prepared to leave.

And when I left the box and walked in the aisle.

Yang Zheng faintly heard a voice coming from another box.

"I'm sorry, President Wang, I, I really can't drink anymore."

This kind of rhetoric can be seen everywhere at the dinner table.

Naturally, it would not attract Yang Zheng's attention.

But he was very familiar with this voice.

"Mr. Cheng is too insincere, isn't he? How much have you drunk and you can't drink anymore?"

"That's right. If Mr. Cheng says that, how can your bank president, Wang, approve your loan?"

That’s right, it was Cheng Suwan’s voice.

"It's not that I'm not sincere, I just really can't drink it."

"Forget it then, let's just drink this today."

After these words, there was the sound of a chair being dragged.

Not long after.

A classic bald-headed, pot-bellied character came out of the box.

When this person saw Yang Zheng and Zhu Chengming at the door, he was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled:

"Mr. Ming? What a coincidence!"

The person he was greeting was naturally Zhu Chengming.

Without waiting for Zhu Chengming to reply.

"President Wang, please wait!"

Cheng Suwan chased out from the box.

"you……"

She had just opened her mouth to say a word when she saw Yang Zheng and froze in place.

President Wang ignored her and continued to look at Zhu Chengming with a smirk:

"Ming Shao, have you just arrived or have you finished eating? What a coincidence, how about we have a couple of drinks together?"

Zhu Chengming also smiled, but shook his head:

"I've finished eating and am leaving. Next time..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Zheng interrupted:

"If you meet friends, let's drink some more together. I didn't drink enough just now."

Zhu Chengming was stunned at first, then glanced at Cheng Suwan, seemed to understand something, and nodded with a smile:

"Then let's drink some more."

President Wang grinned and said, "Great! Thank you, Young Master Ming, for your honor!"

After saying that, he glanced at Yang Zheng and asked, "Who is this?"

Without waiting for Zhu Chengming's introduction.

Yang Zheng took the initiative to speak: "Chairman of Zhengrong Media, Chairman of Huoduoduo, shareholder of Haidong Holdings, shareholder of Meishu Group, Yang Zheng."

President Wang was stunned for three seconds, then immediately nodded and bowed:

"Hello, Mr. Yang. I'm Wang Yongsheng from Chuzhou Development Bank."

Yang Zheng nodded calmly: "President Wang."

Zhu Chengming glanced at him, chuckled, and said, "President Wang is one of us."

Yang Zheng nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Wang Yongsheng didn't quite understand what Zhu Chengming meant at first.

But he soon understood.

Yang Zheng put his arm around Cheng Suwan's waist and walked into the box.

Cheng Suwan's mood at this time was even more complicated than Xia Guojie's. She lowered her head, did not speak, and did not resist.

After seeing this scene, Wang Yongsheng was stunned for another 5 seconds, then swallowed and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

But he cursed in his heart: With such a background, why didn’t you tell me earlier? Why did you come to me for a loan?

After several people entered the box.

Wang Yongsheng filled a cup of wine and walked over to Yang Zheng and Cheng Suwan.

"Director Yang, President Cheng, I'll drink a glass of wine first."

After saying that, he raised the wine cup and gulped down the white wine.

After drinking.

His face flushed red and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

But he quickly held back.

Hang the wine cup upside down to show that you have finished drinking.

Then he didn't say anything, but just looked at Yang Zheng with a nervous expression.

Not to mention the series of titles that Yang Zheng introduced himself.

Just the fact that he and Zhu Chengming were having dinner together seemed very familiar to each other.

Wang Yongsheng knew that he could not afford to offend him.

And some things, everyone knows it without saying it.

Now he can only hope that Yang Zheng won't be too cruel.

Yang Zheng didn't say anything, just looked at Cheng Suwan.

The meaning is self-evident.

Cheng Suwan lowered her head and did not respond.

Wang Yongsheng paused and said, "If Mr. Cheng is not satisfied, I will make you drink another glass!"

As he said this, he went to pour more wine.

"no need."

Cheng Suwan finally spoke, but still kept her head down:

"That's all for today. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, she walked away quickly.