The richest man Yang Fei

Just draw a few pictures a day, and the money will roll in.

If this art is played to the extreme, then every stroke is money!

Fu Ying smiled and said, "You can't say that. The market price of Uncle Wang's works is indeed [-] square feet. You don't think I'm cheating you of your money, do you?"

Yang Fei waved his hand and said: "Okay, needless to say, as much as you want! But I don't have so much cash on hand, so I will take it out tomorrow and send it over!"

Fu Ying said: "That's right, you are so rich, why do you still care about these hundreds of thousands? Don't worry, these hundreds of thousands will not be wasted in vain."

Yang Fei chuckled.

Wang Yuanzhi washed his hands and came out, sat down for a while, then took his leave and left.

Fu Ying stayed behind.

Without Wang Yuanzhi, Fu Ying spoke more casually.

"Yang Fei, do you think that I colluded with Uncle Wang to blackmail you with 52 yuan?"

"How is it possible?" Yang Fei said, "Although I'm a nouveau riche, I've always been arty, and I think it's worth spending money on art."

Fu Yingdao: "Whether Wang Yuanzhi's calligraphy and paintings are worth money, and how much they are worth, you can inquire. It is definitely not expensive to buy two of his calligraphy and paintings for 52 yuan. He is not willing to sell to anyone. If my dad hadn't introduced you If you give it to him, he won't even sell you calligraphy and painting."

Liu Yudao: "How could it be? That's how he makes a living."

Fu Ying said: "Just now you also heard that he not only has his own job, but also opened an antique shop and a calligraphy and painting studio, let alone him, even the few disciples he brought, the calligraphy and painting written by him can sell a lot of money Woolen cloth!"

Liu Yudao: "Does he still think there is too much money? The more calligraphy and paintings you sell, the more money you will make!"

Fu Ying smiled slightly and said: "Calligraphy and painting are not the more valuable they are. Rare things are more expensive. If a calligrapher and painter's calligraphy and paintings are flooding the street, no matter how famous he is, his calligraphy and paintings will not be too valuable in the future. of."

This involves the experience and knowledge of antique shops, which Liu Yu does not understand.

Yang Fei said: "As the saying goes, a gentleman is worried about Dao and not about poverty. A person like him has already proved the Dao, so he should be the one who is not short of money."

Fu Ying said: "That's exactly the reason. He is willing to write and draw for you, which shows that he values ​​you very much and will work hard for you in the future. My dad told me to ask Uncle Wang to draw for you to test him If he doesn't even bother to paint, then you can never ask him to do anything for you."

Yang Fei laughed and said: "I've only heard that scholars die for their confidants, and women look like those who please them, but this is the first time I've heard that painters paint for their confidants."

Fu Yingdao: "Everyone with ability has eccentricities. A good bird chooses a tree, and a virtuous minister chooses a leader. On the other hand, you will be his boss in the future. If even you can't appreciate his calligraphy and paintings, you can't pay for his calligraphy and paintings. , then why did you invite him? Why did he bother to come to you? "

Yang Fei was stunned.

Fu Ying smiled and said, "Okay, I'm leaving."

Yang Fei said: "It's late, so you can sleep here?"

Fu Ying said: "No, I will choose a bed, I'd better go home and sleep more comfortably."

Yang Fei said, "I'll send someone to see you off."

Fu Ying shook her hand, and left without looking back: "No, I drove here. Goodbye!"

Liu Yu smiled and said, "This Miss Fu is also a person with a temper."

Yang Fei chuckled, and felt that entrusting the museum to the Fu family's father and daughter was considered an entrusted person.

The next day, Yang Fei attended a meeting of private entrepreneurs held in Beijing.

Most of the people who attended the meeting were known to Yang Fei.

And there are even more people who know Yang Fei.

The meeting is held every year, and some people come every year, while some people stop coming after a few years.

The reason for not coming, of course, is that the company is unable to continue its operations, has gone bankrupt, and is no longer eligible to attend this conference.

As soon as Yang Feifu made his appearance, he became the object of everyone's pursuit.

Some people who claimed to have some kind of friendship with Yang Fei came over to shake hands and talk with him.

Zhao Jianye and others from the Southern Chamber of Commerce were also there.

Zhao Jianye's face was full of resentment, and he said to Yang Fei: "The people in the conference room upstairs look down on us too! They are state-owned, and we are private enterprises. Are we inferior?"

Yang Fei said, "What's going on?"

Coincidentally, another meeting of entrepreneurs of state-owned enterprises was also held in the same hotel.

Zhao Jianye met a few friends who worked in state-owned enterprises, and chatted for a while.

Then, his friend's friend, when they heard that he was here to attend a meeting of a private company, immediately showed disdain. Zhao Jianye respectfully handed over the business card with both hands, and they threw it into the trash can in front of them!

Zhao Jianye was suffocating in his heart and had nowhere to vent his anger. When he finally saw Yang Fei, he had to complain a few words.

Someone said: "State-owned enterprises look down on private enterprises for a long time. It's like a comparison: those with establishments look down on those without establishments, and public ones look down on private ones!"

Zhao Jianye said: "I am a boss anyway, but they are just workers! No matter how big the position is, they are still workers! Why does he look down on me?"

Yang Fei patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be so sullen, we do our business, and we don't have to flatter them! No one wants to be proud of himself!"

Zhao Jianye said: "I don't need to flatter them! I just want to have more friends and more ways! How could I expect them to be so defiant!"

Yang Fei said: "The dragon has nine sons, and the sons are different. In any team, there will always be a few black sheep, why bother?"

Zhao Jianye said: "Chairman Yang, you are the richest man. Wherever you go, you will be surrounded by the aura of the richest man. Of course, you can't understand the feelings of small entrepreneurs like us. It is an indisputable fact that private enterprises are inferior to others! Can't it be changed?"

Others also echoed: "Yes, Mr. Yang, you are our leader, do you represent everyone and make suggestions to the government?"

Yang Fei pondered and said: "We will have a meeting later, how about we raise an issue on this matter? It's not scary to have problems, as long as they can be resolved."

Zhao Jianye said: "Yes, that's the reason. With President Yang as the leader, we will second the proposal together, which will definitely attract the attention of relevant departments."

Everyone said: "The living environment of private enterprises should have been improved a long time ago! Mr. Yang, we listen to you! Take the lead!"

Yang Fei nodded, this is both for human beings and for himself.

Yang Fei is willing to take this head.

It's just that this happened so suddenly that Yang Fei was unprepared, neither drafted nor prepared.

The meeting was about to start, and Yang Fei didn't have time to make too many preparations. He entered the venue immediately, sat in his seat, took out his notebook, and wrote down a few key points on it while thinking, in case he gave a speech later. Sometimes something is missed.

Chapter 1877 Suppress first, then raise, then suppress, then raise!

After the meeting started, Yang Fei, as a special guest, was invited to be the representative of entrepreneurs and was the first to speak.

Amid the applause of everyone, Yang Fei walked onto the stage.