In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

After choosing the gems, Fu Ziyan followed her father back to the mahjong hall in front.

Her father and Uncle Chen came to the warehouse to find her after finishing their mahjong game, but the ones at the next table hadn't come yet. Several wealthy and powerful men were chatting while sorting the cards in their hands.

Who says that business leaders only talk about business topics when they get together?

Fu Ziyan sat behind her father, listening to them talk about the interesting things they had experienced and the fun things about the younger generations in the family that they loved. The topic then turned to the emerging dark horses in recent years, including Ji Shihe, whom Fu Ziyan had come into contact with.

"This young man is capable and has good luck. In just a few years, his net worth has soared to over 100 million. Who knows, in a few years, he'll be playing poker with our chosen children and grandchildren."

"My third son was studying the stock market a while ago and discovered that Ji Shihe had made a lot of money, buying in at low prices and selling at high prices. Although he was still some distance from the peak, he escaped the stock market crash unscathed and earned a lot of cash flow."

An uncle said "Nonsense" and then looked at her with a smile, "Speaking of this cash flow, I heard that my niece, Ji Shihe, and the second son of the Huo family are going to cooperate to set up an insurance company."

"Come to think of it, there's a dinner for the insurance industry tonight, and my niece isn't going."

Don't be fooled by the fact that these middle-aged and elderly bosses are dressed casually and lazily, chatting and laughing as they gather together from time to time to fish or play mahjong, but the turmoil in the business world cannot escape their eyes.

Fu Ziyan smiled softly, "An insurance company is about to be established. Although I'm young, I'm quite optimistic about the insurance industry. However, I don't plan to get involved in management, so I didn't attend the dinner."

"The insurance industry is indeed good, and my niece has good taste."

"Not only does he have a good vision, but he also runs a good newspaper company."

"Yun has successors."

"Yushang from Kunnian's family is also very good. The children in my family are not so good. They are good at maintaining the family, but forget about making it big. I have come to terms with it over the years. I put the assets into a trust fund, so that they will not starve to death in the future." This big man made his fortune in grain and oil. He sighed, but his expression was very free and easy.

Thinking of the three sons and two daughters of the Zhai family, all of whom were either focused on art or aspiring to galaxy research, and the only second son willing to inherit the family business, whose talent was mediocre, a senior figure sitting with him could only say, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Brother Zhai is very insightful."

But in this situation, it's really good to be able to figure it out.

If he were to say, the Zhai family's feng shui is probably not good. Why is it that their children, and even their older grandchildren, have neither interest nor talent in inheriting the family business?

"Let's not talk about anything else. Brother Zhai's second daughter has an outstanding talent for painting. She has held several large-scale personal exhibitions in Italy. My silly son has admired your Qiuya for a long time and goes to Italy every once in a while." The person who spoke was Zheng Hong, who Fu Ziyan wanted to get closer to and discuss cooperation.

"Really?" Zhai Conglin raised his eyebrows in surprise, as if hearing it for the first time. He chuckled, "But that girl is very opinionated. I won't get involved in her marriage."

Fu Ziyan was playing with it in her hand. When she left the warehouse, Uncle Chen saw her looking at it for a second and gave her a white feather fan. She sat quietly behind her father listening to gossip. A certain piece of information in her mind had been lit up by her.

The Zheng family wants to marry into the Zhai family.

In other words, the Zheng family wants to develop a candy business related to grain and oil.

However, the Zhai family's attitude is ambiguous.

Fu Ziyan speculated that the reason was probably that the Zhai family had no successors, while the Zheng family was at its peak. Zhai Conglin was afraid that in a few years, the Zheng family would use this as a target to swallow up the family.

Thinking of the large farm and ranch under her name, Fu Ziyan smiled slightly and pursed her lips.

The purpose of attending the gathering with her father was basically achieved, and she also got a beautiful big gem as an extra gift. Fu Ziyan was in a good mood, and this good mood continued until the next day, when she met with her cousin Yu and the head of Zefei's Southeast Asia region at the dinner table.

The person in charge of Zephir's Southeast Asia region is Pan Jingrun, a Singaporean Chinese. When he saw Fu Ziyan, he was particularly respectful and called her "Mr. Fu".

Fu Ziyan smiled and nodded. As a shareholder who received dividends, she was quite satisfied with Manager Pan. His marketing and management skills were very good. In just a few years, Zefeier had firmly established itself in Southeast Asia and occupied this large market. She received a large amount of US dollar dividends every year.

The person who came to contact Yu’s company for this big production cooperation was his cousin Yu Minhong.

He was wearing a black and white striped suit, a custom-made Breitling watch on his wrist, a faint smile on his lips, and strode in with his head held high, revealing the aura of a young, domineering CEO.

Looking at Fu Ziyan, his eyes were slightly softer, "Sister."

Fu Ziyan pursed her lips and nodded. Although she knew that Yu Minhong must have known about this in advance, she still introduced him to him in a business-like manner, "Cousin, this is Mr. Pan from Zefeier."

Before Yu Minhong could offer a polite greeting, Pan Jingrun stepped forward and smiled, "Hello, Mr. Yu."

You must be kidding! He's just an employee. Even if he becomes the general manager of the district, he's still just a senior employee. How could he let Mr. Yu greet him first? Although they are both responsible for this cooperation, Yu Minhong is also the heir to the Yu family, one of Hong Kong's most powerful families. He is also the cousin of Mr. Fu, who can appoint and dismiss him through the board of directors.

Yu Minhong nodded with a smile, "Mr. Pan, I'm glad we have the opportunity to cooperate."

After they were seated, the dishes were served, and three rounds of drinks passed, everyone was in a good mood and both sides discussed cooperation matters.

As the "clothing king", the Yu family can certainly make a profit by taking over Zefer's orders, but more importantly, Zefer's roots are in the United States. The Yu family intends to deepen its "roots" in the United States and further expand its sales channels.

The same goes for Zefer. The reason for the cooperation is that the production is lower than the sales, so the Yu family needs to produce on their behalf; the second reason is that they are attracted by the Yu family's sales channels in Africa.

Yujia’s garments are sold to Europe, America and Africa, especially in Africa, where it is known as the “King of Africa”.

With Fu Ziyan as the contact point and interests as the bond, the lunch went very smoothly. However, cooperation is not a one-day job. Fu Ziyan did not get involved in the subsequent factory inspection, interest negotiation, and contract signing.

After lunch, Yu Minhong was going to accompany Pan Jingrun to inspect the factory. Fu Ziyan also stood up and left the box, surrounded by her assistant bodyguards, preparing to go to the construction site.

She wants to see the construction progress of the Dream Building Theme Park!

As soon as she went downstairs, Fu Ziyan saw a familiar figure.