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Chen Mo said, "I can't tell."

Yang Fei said, "Then I'll talk to him."

Chen Mo said, "You can invite the old principal to come over to Shang Hai."

Yang Fei said, "No, I want to go back to the southern province and talk to him face to face. That's all right, invite him to the provincial capital, and I will meet and talk with him in the provincial capital."

Chen Mo immediately contacted Lao Yan.

This old Yan usually does not have a phone in class, so Chen Mo couldn't reach him, so he had to call Tie Lianping, asking Tie Lianping to go to school to find Lao Yan, and tell Yang Fei that he wanted to have an interview with him.

Yang Fei's meeting with Lao Yan this time took place in the beautiful mansion in Southern Province.

Lao Yan is very casually dressed, at first glance, he looks like an old farmer, but there is an outstanding temperament between his eyebrows and eyes, which makes him look different.

Yang Fei personally made tea for him, and Lao Yan got up slightly to show his respect.

Lao Yan sipped his tea and said with a chuckle, "Mr. Yang, I don't have any credit, how can I deserve you to invite me to the provincial capital for tea? Shame on you!"

Yang Fei said, "Old principal, this cup of tea is to thank you for helping me last time."

Lao Yan let out a hey, "What's the point of such a trivial matter?"

Yang Fei said, "Old Principal, are you interested in working in a company?"

Lao Yan's eyes flashed brightly, "Enterprise? No, corporate affairs are too complicated. I still like school. Dealing with a group of students is very simple. I'm not too young. If you want to run business, my old arm Those with old legs can't run."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "I don't want to run business, I want to ask the old principal to be the president."

Lao Yan put down his teacup, "President? Mr. Wei's kind?"

Yang Fei said, "It's a higher rank than Mr. Wei. Meili Group's business in the Americas lacks a president who is in charge of all affairs in the Americas."

Lao Yan said, "America? Why not go to America or Canada?"

Yang Fei said, "The headquarters of the American region is located in New York. Old principal, I would like to ask you to come out and take on this great responsibility."

Lao Yan said, "What virtue can I do? Is it not easy to hire someone when you pay the salary? Why do you like me, a bad old man? What do you like about me?"

Yang Fei said, "Because you are not a bad old man, you have a strong academic qualifications, rich experience in studying and working abroad, and you are in your prime, not old."

Lao Yan said, "America? New York? Mr. Yang, you are trying to torment me!"

Yang Fei said, "Foreigners are unreliable. I still trust my own people. Old man, thank you for your help. Help me manage the American branch. You can open any conditions you have. If I can help, I will definitely be satisfied."

Lao Yan smiled and said, "Can we still discuss conditions? Can any conditions be mentioned?"

Yang Fei said, "Of course."

The smile on Lao Yan's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a distorted expression of pain.

Yang Fei was slightly surprised, wondering if Lao Yan had experienced any sad past?

"Old sir? Are you all right?"

"Is there any wine?"

"Yes." Yang Fei ordered Chen Mo to bring good wine, and filled a glass for Lao Yan himself.

Lao Yan picked up the cup and drank it up in one gulp.

That's a two-two wine glass!

Yang Fei was dumbfounded when he saw it, and murmured in his heart, invite such an alcoholic to be the president?

Is it really a wise move?

After drinking the wine in his glass, Lao Yan said loudly, "worries about humanity can be dispelled by wine, but in the past, wine is a harm to people. The more you think about wine, the more heartbroken you will be when you get drunk."

Yang Fei was startled, and asked, "Mr., is there something on your mind?"

Lao Yan hiccupped and smiled miserably, "Mr. Yang, do you think that I have a good education and good experience, so why did I end up with nothing?"

Yang Fei said, "Yes, why? What about your family and friends? I have known you for so long, and I have never seen anyone come to look for you. People who come and go?"

Lao Yan was silent for a while, then put his hands on his face and said, "They're all dead! They're all dead!"

Yang Fei and Chen Mo couldn't help but look at each other in shock.

"Old principal," Chen Mo asked softly, "Is your family members dead?"

This topic touched Lao Yan's heart, and he said tearfully, "They're all dead, they're all dead!"

Chen Mo filled his glass with wine and asked, "How did they die?"

Lao Yan picked up the cup, put it down again, and said, "I was murdered!"

Yang Fei was shocked.

Lao Yan took a few deep breaths and said, "I used to be in business too. Ten years ago, my assets reached tens of millions."

Yang Fei said, "That's amazing, tens of millions ten years ago, that's real money! At that time, the salary was only one hundred and ten yuan!"

Lao Yan said, "Yes, I was considered a well-known entrepreneur at that time, but unfortunately, I only knew how to do research and do business, but I didn't know how to compete. At that time, I was too simple to imagine the world as Wonderful!"

Yang Fei said, "Is it made by a competitor?"

Lao Yan nodded and said, "At that time, my enterprise team, under my leadership, developed a new technology that was ahead of all the products in the market. Once applied to the products, it would be able to update the entire industry and eliminate the products on the market. My old products will form a new monopoly! My company will definitely take off. After the opponent knows it, they offer 2000 million and want to buy out my technology. Of course I refuse to sell it. Production."

Speaking of this, Lao Yan held his head in both hands, and kept tearing at his hair with his ten fingers, the pain and grief penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the pain was unspeakable like ten thousand snakes biting his heart.

Lao Yan said in a sad voice, "They used despicable means to set fire to my factory and my home. More than 300 workers who worked overtime in the factory that night, my family, parents, wife, eight-year-old His son and five-year-old daughter were all buried in the sea of ​​fire..."

Chen Mo let out a cry, couldn't help but grasped Yang Fei's hand, and said in a trembling voice, "It's terrible, who did it? It's so unconscionable!"

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Chapter 1299 Please Help Me Revenge

Yang Fei was silent.

Although we have long known that shopping malls are like battlefields.

But when he really saw the competition between shopping malls, killing innocents like a battlefield, Yang Fei's heart was indeed shocked.

In his mind, to fight a price war, the most spy tricks are used, which is the tactic of business wars, right?