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"Brother Feng, this is your fund contract!"

In the office, Song Zimo handed over a contract with both hands.

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Beautiful Chairman, are you alienating me so quickly?"

Song Zimo smiled unnaturally, and when she saw Qin Feng's playful look, her expression relaxed a little.

"I can't help it! Even our President Wang has to bow to you, so I have to serve you even more carefully."

"Oh? Then I wonder how our beautiful chairman plans to serve me carefully?" Qin Feng glanced at Song Zimo's delicate body with pretended greed.

"You little brat! You've learned bad habits! Where did you learn these bad habits?"

Song Zimo cursed with a smile, took out the contract and slapped Qin Feng.

"That's right! I'm really not used to your being so respectful to me!" Qin Feng said.

Song Zimo was stunned for a moment, then he realized that Qin Feng did it on purpose.

She gave Qin Feng a resentful look, and at that moment, she was full of emotions...

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment. After working hard for a year, this woman's childishness had completely faded away. She had become more mature and more feminine!

"Brother Feng, you hid yourself well enough during college, but you turned out to be a super rich second generation!"

Song Zimo insisted on calling Qin Feng "Brother Feng". This was not based on age, but a recognition of a person's status.

Qin Feng didn't dwell on these trivial matters anymore. He leaned on the sofa with his hands on his head and said, "Who told you that I'm a rich second-generation? I earned all this money myself!"

"Tsk! Guess whether I believe it or not?" Song Zimo said unhappily.

It is normal for a person to earn 50,000 yuan a year, but it is possible to earn 500,000 yuan if you seize the opportunity!

But fifty million...

Stop joking, okay?

"Hey! Mortals like you naturally don't know how geniuses make money!" Qin Feng boasted.

Song Zimo knew that this was Qin Feng's private matter, so she was very sensible and didn't delve into the gossip.

"Brother Feng, how is your hand? Is it hurt?" Song Zimo asked with concern.

Just now, Qin Feng fought three against three of Yao Wenjie's bodyguards. The thrilling scene still lingers in Song Zimo's mind.

"It's okay, just watch!" Qin Feng stretched out his hand to show it.

Song Zimo was stunned for a moment, then unconsciously stepped forward and grabbed Qin Feng's hand and looked at him carefully.

The more she looked, the more surprised she became.

She clearly remembered that Qin Feng exchanged a punch with the first bodyguard who attacked him!

The bodyguard's arm was broken, and the bone spurs on his fist were knocked out by Qin Feng.

But there wasn't even a red mark on Qin Feng's hand!

and!

What a beautiful hand! So smooth!

Upon closer inspection, her skin is so smooth! It feels even better than hers!

"Brother Feng, what skin care products do you usually use?" As a girl who loves beauty, Song Zimo asked subconsciously.

"Skin care products?" Qin Feng immediately had a question mark on his face.

Song Zimo finally came back to her senses, a few blushes appearing on her face.

She looked up at Qin Feng. When she saw Qin Feng up close, she was stunned for a moment.

Because of the unexpected incident before, she was nervous the whole time and didn't look at Qin Feng carefully.

Now taking a closer look...

So handsome!

The skin is so good!

I feel even more handsome than when I was in school!

Even more handsome than those incredible male protagonists in Korean dramas!

What a divine face!

"Is there something on my face? If you look at it again, I'll charge you!" Qin Feng's joking voice sounded.

"Tsk! How much is that? My sister has a big client now! She's rich! Just give me a monthly subscription!" Song Zimo retorted stubbornly, but her face became even more flushed!

"Brother Feng, I only knew that you were very good at the school basketball team, but I didn't expect you to be so skilled!"

Song Zimo couldn't help but look at Qin Feng again.

There was 50 million in the bank card, and a one-on-three situation destroyed three professional bodyguards!

This man is now becoming more and more mysterious in her eyes!

"There are still many things you don't know!" Qin Feng said with a smile.

After joking for a while, the two of them got down to business.

"Brother Feng, your 250 million fund investment will earn you an annual return of no less than %. That means the net profit for one year is more than million!"

"Besides, our contracts are all signed for one year, so there is no possibility of locking up the customer's principal. You can rest assured..."

Song Zimo patiently explained the various terms in the contract.

Qin Feng calculated that his net income was 250 million per year, which means that if he did nothing for a month, he could make at least 20!

Can you earn 20 yuan just by lying at home?

This is so cool!

Qin Feng admired his own decision immensely at this moment!

Money makes money, and the money will come in endlessly!

Even if the system is disconnected one day, 20 a month is enough for him to live on, and it won’t even affect his quality of life at all!

Qin Feng is signing a contract with Song Zimo here.

In the VIP ward of the Municipal People's Hospital, Yao Wenjie has woken up from a coma and is now lying on the hospital bed, having recovered from his fear.

Mr. Wang is here too!

After all, Yao Wenjie is his company's client and the financial sponsor.

In the business world, there are no absolute friends or absolute enemies, only absolute interests.

Therefore, Mr. Wang still has to maintain the relationships that need to be maintained.

"Lao Wang! Where's that bastard? Have you caught him for me?"

Yao Wenjie asked angrily.

Mr. Wang shook his head helplessly. When he arrived at the scene, Yao Wenjie had already fainted, so Yao Wenjie didn't know what happened afterwards.

"Old Yao, we have been friends for many years. Why do you have to cause trouble in our company? You make it very difficult for me, your old friend, to be your friend!" Mr. Wang sighed.

"Lao Wang! If it wasn't for your face, would I have invested in your company's fund? Now I've been beaten to the point of being hospitalized, and my three bodyguards have been disabled. Won't your company give me an explanation for this?"

Yao Wenjie said firmly.

Mr. Wang looked at him quietly for a while and then said, "I came here this time, first, to see you, and second, because I'm afraid you'll take a detour!"

"Take a detour? What do you mean?" Yao Wenjie asked.

Mr. Wang shook his head.

"The young man who had a conflict with you invested 45 million in our company..."

Yao Wenjie was obviously stunned.

He was silent for a long time, then blushed and said, "What's wrong with him being rich? Does being rich mean there is no law? Just because you have money, you can beat anyone up at will?"

When Mr. Wang heard this, he frowned.

What Yao Wenjie said was a bit rude.

It seems that some things need to be said to him clearly!

"Old Yao, you don't have to get angry with me! You and I are both business people, we should know what it means to have 50 million in spare cash in the bank account."

"Moreover, I was curious and checked this person's background. Guess what?" Mr. Wang deliberately kept the secret.

"Could he be the prince of the imperial capital?" Yao Wenjie replied disdainfully.

"I asked my friends in the police force to help me check, but they told me that they didn't have permission to do so! My friend even specifically told me not to cause trouble! Usually in this case, the person is either a direct descendant of a big shot, or the prince of a big family in the imperial capital!"

"Then who is he?" Yao Wenjie's face gradually turned pale when he heard this.

Mr. Wang shook his head and sighed, "Old Yao, why are you still confused? No matter who he is, do you think this young master is someone you and I can afford to offend?"