The richest man Yang Fei

Yang Fei smiled lightly and said, "My ideal? It's not to become the richest man in the country, but to build Meili Group into one of the greatest companies in the world."

"Great company? How do you understand this word? Is it the largest market capitalization?"

"Montesquieu said that where there is commerce, there is virtue. A great company, in addition to creating extraordinary profits, must also create beauty for the world."

"Is this the meaning of the name Meili Group?"

"It can be understood in this way. I hope that the existence of Meili Group can make the world a better place."

"The richest man in the country, this is the dream of many people! It can be said that he has reached the pinnacle of his life."

"No, I think this is just the beginning. There is still a long way to go. There is also the richest man in Asia and the richest man in the world. Our career is as long as the story of wealth."

Shen Hanfu clapped his hands and praised: "Mr. Yang is a knowledgeable and wise man, and he is also a man with lofty ideals and ambitions. I look forward to the day when you become the richest man in the world."

Yang Fei said: "I repeat again, my ideal is not to become the richest man, but to create a great company."

Shen Hanfu also has an assistant, a young man in his early twenties. He has never had a chance to speak, so he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Is it great?"

Shen Hanfu gave the assistant a stern look.

Yang Fei didn't mind his sharp questions, and said with a smile: "All great companies are mediocre! The greatest thing about Meili Group is that it uses the most common products to change the washing habits of billions of people around the world. When I produced the first washing powder, I made a wish: wherever there is water, there is white washing powder.”

The assistant ignored Shen Hanfu's harsh gaze and continued to ask questions.

"Mr. Yang, you say it's so great, but it's actually for making money. Isn't it?"

Shen Hanfu couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted: "Ma Pingshan! What are you doing? Do you have a place to speak here?"

Yang Fei said gently: "Mr. Shen, don't be angry. I think his question is very sharp, but it is also very realistic. I think that profit is as important to a company as breathing is to human beings, and the pursuit of profit is the core mission. For the company, it is not only shameful, but also an important criterion for measuring its excellence. No matter how great a country is, it also needs a strong economy as a backing, and no matter how great a person is, they also need to have enough food to survive. Talk about ideals."

Ma Pingshan was speechless, and sincerely praised: "Mr. Yang, you convinced me."

At the end of the interview, Shen Hanfu and others took a group photo with Yang Fei. The background was Yang Fei's bookcase like a mountain of books.

The entire interview lasted for almost two hours. After the end, it was almost time for dinner.

Yang Fei kindly invited Shen Hanfu to have dinner together.

Shen Hanfu readily agreed.

As a result, Yang Fei had something to do after get off work, so he had to arrange people from the company to accompany Shen Hanfu and the others.

Ma Pingshan was quite critical of this, and privately told Shen Hanfu that Yang Fei was obviously putting on airs, looked down on us journalists, and was unwilling to eat at the same table with us.

Shen Hanfu was noncommittal, tired of listening, and then said: "What do you know? Can the value of other people's time be the same as our time value? A meal with someone might be able to discuss a large project worth hundreds of millions. Just eat and fill your stomach."

Yang Fei didn't have time to accompany him because of social engagements, so he remembered later and called Chen Mo to ask if she had sealed a red envelope for the interview team.

Chen Mo replied with a smile, of course I did, and said that the girls in the PR department were so numerous that they got everyone in the interview team drunk.

Yang Fei laughed when he heard this.

After the interview was published, it triggered a frenzy of public opinion in the financial circles.

Some people say that Yang Fei pretends to be aggressive, and some people say that Yang Fei is an entrepreneur with great ambitions.

Fortunately, this year is developed, and everyone's comments, as they are said, are said, and they are scattered with the wind.

In any case, it is an indisputable fact that Yang Fei's reputation has spread all over the world.

After work that day, Yang Fei had just walked out of the building when he saw a woman standing outside, smiling at him.

Yang Fei was puzzled and ignored him.

"Hey, you don't know me anymore?" The woman waved her hand.

Ma Feng stepped forward vigilantly and stopped her.

Seeing that Yang Fei really didn't remember who she was, the woman reminded: "That night, behind the ballroom, on the third floor."

Yang Fei said in surprise, "It's you. Isn't your hair green?"

"That's a wig!" The woman scratched her hair on the shawl and smiled.

She changed her outfit today, wearing ordinary jeans and a sweater, and then took off her wig and makeup, as if she was a different person.

Yang Fei thought to himself, Han Yiyi saw it very accurately, this girl is indeed young.

Thinking of Chen Mo's advice, he was curious and asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

"I didn't know it at first. I only found out after reading the newspaper. It turns out that you are the richest man in the country! No wonder you are so rich! I didn't expect that the richest man also danced there!"

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"Hey, didn't you say you want to thank me?"

"Ok?"

"Bring me to dinner, I'm hungry."

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"Have you turned your back on someone?"

"No, I'm not free today. How about this, I'll give you some money, and you can eat by yourself."

"I'm short of money, but I can't ask for your money either. I'm not your woman."

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"Forget it, please, rich people are really petty."

"Hey," Yang Fei thought to himself, it would be better if he returned her favor earlier, and said, "Okay, I invite you to dinner."

"Can I choose any restaurant?"

"Didn't you go to the restaurant in the alley behind?"

"What's delicious there?" The woman said with a look of disdain, "I want to eat a seafood feast!"

"Seafood? You are not from Shanghai, are you? Shanghai people should have no shortage of seafood to eat."

"Do you think people living in the mountains eat tigers and pandas every day?"

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"In a word, would you please?"