The richest man Yang Fei

Shang, why not?

Yang Fei went downstairs and accompanied Su Tong for a walk nearby.

Taohua Village has been fully developed, and there are traces of tourists wherever you go.

Now is a good season to enjoy the peach blossoms, and tourists from all over the world are here.

Projects such as hot springs and rafting have also been promoted, and some projects have to queue up on weekends.

Yang Fei put his arms around Su Tong's waist, letting her lean on him halfway, and the two of them walked slowly beside the peach forest.

"Senior sister, you have suffered." Yang Fei said warmly.

"Compared to your hard work, what am I? The child hasn't been born yet, it's in my stomach, and I don't have to do anything. I don't work hard. Yang Fei, what's going on between you and Gao Yi?"

"He is not the chairman now. A more powerful one has come. I don't know how the grievances between me and the Gao Group will evolve in the future."

"Old people often say that a loss is a blessing. Sometimes, we just take a step back. We are already doing well like we are now."

"It's not that we want to fight, but that others don't let us live." Yang Fei said in a deep voice, "It's like a person walking on the street with a gold brick on his back. Who do you think is not jealous? Who is not jealous? Carrying a gold brick Of course, the person who wants to make trouble does not want to cause trouble, but can others make him peaceful? Unless he surrenders the gold bricks and becomes nothing; or protects the gold bricks and rises up to fight."

"" Su Tong said, "Actually, it's good to start a small business. I see that many people have made money from doing business, and their lives are very nourishing."

"Small businesses also have competition. Look at the shops on this street, which ones closed and opened again, opened and closed again? If the business is so easy to do, who will go to work? Anything is done well, Always just a few."

"I just feel sorry for you. I have opened a factory, and I know how cruel the business war is."

"It's okay, I can take it."

At this time, a voice came from behind: "Yang Fei?"

Yang Fei turned his head, looked at the person coming, and said with a smile: "Sister Li!"

Li Yanan was wearing a safety helmet and a work vest. She had just come out of the construction site of the art museum. She smiled and said, "I look like you from afar. Your walking posture is different from others. When will you come back?" of?"

"Just got home!" Yang Fei said, "Is the art museum built smoothly?"

"Anyway, it's construction according to the drawings. The main reason is that the architectural drawings are well designed and built quickly." Li Yanan took off her helmet, shaking off her black hair, and smiled sweetly, "I have drawn a lot of pictures, please Come to criticize and correct."

"How can I have that courage?" Yang Fei smiled and waved his hands, "It's okay to observe and study."

When he said the last sentence, he looked at Su Tong and asked for her opinion.

After walking for a while, Su Tong got tired and said, "Yang Fei, you go, I have to go home and sleep for a while."

Supported by Sang Yezi, she walked back slowly.

Yang Fei and Li Yanan went to her residence.

In Li Yanan's studio, many new paintings appeared.

Yang Fei admired them one by one and couldn't put it down.

"Sister Li, your painting style is becoming more and more mature." Yang Fei said.

"There have been a lot of bad public opinions recently." Li Yanan said suddenly a little lonely.

"What public opinion?" Yang Fei asked in surprise.

Li Yanan said: "It's about me."

"yours?"

"Speaking of my paintings, they are very common. I became a famous painter through hype."

"Hehe, it's typical to say that grapes are sour when you can't eat grapes."

"But, I think so too."

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"Yang Fei, if you hadn't hyped up my paintings, I really wouldn't have achieved what I am today."

"You are wrong." Yang Fei said seriously, "It is gold that has the value of hype."

"But, I"

"Sister Li, do you know what bad-mouthing is?"

"Singing bad?"

"Well, it's similar to shorting in business terms. Speculators who want to short a stock will use public opinion to sing it badly. Three people become tigers. When everyone thinks that there is something wrong with this stock, they will form a selling frenzy. Add to that the bookmaker's push, and the stock is doomed."

"You mean, someone is deliberately badmouthing me?"

"It can also be said to be shorting you."

"What's in it for them? I'm not a stock!"

"You are not a stock, but you are futures."

"I don't know."

"The people who say bad things about you may be colleagues who are jealous of you, those low-level painters who can't become popular no matter how they paint. They may also be businessmen who hype up paintings."

"Peers are less respectful, I can understand. But why do businessmen do this?"

"The market price of your paintings is very high."

"Hmm. That's why they said it was a hype."

"If they successfully sell you short, the price of your paintings will fall to the bottom. Then they will buy them in a big way. A painter's energy and time are limited, and there are even fewer fine works that can be created in his life. Who owns Whoever has more will earn more."

"It's all short, how do you make money?"

"Let's raise it again! After shorting, cover up a large amount of positions, and then carry out the lifting operation at the right time."

"can not imagine!"

"Sister Li, you are playing in the art circle, but we are playing in the commercial capital circle. From the perspective of investors, as long as anything is valuable, it is worth hype and investment. Hype is nothing more than short selling And doing more depends on how the technique is used.”

"Then what should I do?"

"Don't pay attention to their remarks. Be your painter with peace of mind. Your silence and dedication is to give them the most powerful counterattack. When the art museum opens, you will become the most dazzling new star in the painting world! At that time, all bad-mouthing And shorting, all will disappear.”

Li Yanan pursed her lips, put her hand on her forehead, and said in a low voice: "Yang Fei, I've been anxious these days, really, I'm almost depressed! I'm wondering if I'm really not suitable Painting? Otherwise, why are there so many people criticizing and questioning me? I don’t even have a single person to talk to. Fortunately, you are back, and after listening to what you said, my mood suddenly became brighter. Thank you, I Much better."

As she said that, she naturally leaned on Yang Fei's shoulder, like a little woman, wiping her eyes, but with an incomparable sense of security and happiness.