My Husband Is a Mining Tycoon in the 90s

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Qin Weidong's face remained unchanged: "If you agree, you will reject it. I didn't say you can agree."

When Fang Li came out of the bathroom, Qin Weidong just pushed open the door of the coffee shop.

There were not many customers in the coffee shop in the afternoon. After Qin Weidong came in, many people focused on him. After three years of growth and precipitation, under the tempering of Wall Street, this Chinese man with an oriental face obviously became more and more mature. He is handsome, he exudes an elite temperament that is difficult to ignore, his brows and eyes are straight, like a cold carving knife...

Wu Xuxu and Qiao Shi greeted him, Qin Weidong also responded with a smile, Fang Li snorted, let alone, Qin Weidong has been quite a dog in this regard in recent years.

"Why don't you wear a coat?"

"It's not very cold..."

"It's raining, have you got an umbrella?"

"It wasn't raining when I came out..."

Fang Li thinks it's okay to get wet in the rain. Doesn't it mean that many artists get the most amazing inspiration in their lives in the heavy rain?But he can only say this in his heart, and can't let Qin Weidong hear it.

Qin Weidong saw that the cup on his seat contained tea and milk, so he didn't say anything.

"Then I'll go back first." Fang Li took his guitar and notebook and said goodbye to them.

"Goodbye, Li Li!"

"Brother Li, goodbye Brother Qin!"

When he was leaving, Qiao Shi blinked at him, and Fang Li, with Qin Weidong on his back, replied with gestures: Received, wait for my message.

After getting into the car, Fang Li put on his seat belt: "Why are you so free today?"

Qin Weidong opened a mining capital investment company at the end of last year, and then acquired a small company that was on the verge of bankruptcy. The two merged. After a series of complicated operations, they officially changed their name to Zhongsheng International Mining Capital Investment Company. The office is located in In the skyscrapers of Manhattan, so since last year, he has had his hands full.

Qin Weidong said: "I ordered some prawns and fresh sea urchins from your favorite restaurant... It's here today, it's just caught, I'll take you there to eat."

Fang Li heard this, and licked his lower lip. After all, he really hadn't gone to a restaurant with Qin Weidong for a long time.

"By the way, I think..."

Before he could say anything, Qin Weidong picked up the phone, put on his earphones, and spoke English quickly into the phone.

Although Fang Li's current level of English is no problem for daily life, when Qin Weidong is dealing with work, he still can't understand what Qin Weidong is talking about.

He even doubted his English listening and speaking ability because of this, but soon after he saw the professional materials on Qin Weidong's desktop that made people dizzy and scalp numb, he felt that even if what Qin Weidong said was He may not understand Chinese...

"Are you hungry? I have something to deal with, I have to go back to the office first.. Take you to the restaurant first?"

Fang Li shook his head: "I'm not hungry, I ate some bread just now, and I'm with you."

Qin Weidong rented an office area not far from their apartment, about [-] square meters. In a place like Manhattan, where every inch of land is measured by gold, every elevator speeds up very quickly. I really don’t want to waste an extra moment. one second.

When he arrived at Qin Weidong's office on the 26th floor, his assistant brought Fang Li a cup of hot milk.

"I just drank it, thank you."

"Okay, then you rest first."

Qin Weidong's assistant is a Chinese born and bred in the United States. He graduated from a well-known university. After he learned that Fang Li didn't need anything, he quickly followed Qin Weidong. In fact, everyone in the office area on this floor walked fast, Even the few Chinese interns who just graduated.

Fang Li watched as Qin Weidong took the fax from his assistant, and then made a phone call. After a while, he probably went to the conference room.

In the past two years, Qin Weidong has been too busy. The promise he made to Qin Zhengrong back then is less than a year away from the fulfillment date. He has arranged his schedule almost to a terrifying degree of accuracy of minutes and seconds. ...I am a big idler.

Fang Li is sitting on Qin Weidong's office chair. Manhattan's dusk is the most charming. At this moment, the city's skyline rarely reveals the boundary of warm colors.

But the person who worked so hard to create them always had no time to appreciate them. He was a little bored, and after sitting for a while, Qin Weidong sent him a message, saying that there was a meeting to be held, and he was asked to sleep in the office for a while.

Fang Li said hello, but I don't know if Qin Weidong received it.

He dug out the song that he was going to sing the day after tomorrow in his bag, which was a warm and inspirational English song "wing". Touched, he wrote this song in less than three days, and the melody is not difficult.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xuxu liked it very much. She said that it made her want to cry. Later, she sang it as the finale of many activities.

As the composer of this song, Fang Li is very familiar with these melodies, because he has played every note on the piano thousands of times on the piano..

He was thinking about going on stage the day after tomorrow. In fact, he knew Wu Xuxu and Qiao Shi's intentions...but he didn't know if he could do it...

The time immersed in music always passes quickly, Fang Li forgot how many times he practiced, and Qin Weidong came back.

"Sorry, too many things recently, let's go..."

It was already dark outside, Qin Weidong took out Fang Li's light jacket from the lounge, and drove to the Japanese grocery store they often went to.

When the waiter served the dishes, Fang Li wanted to tell Qin Weidong that he was going to sing for the fundraiser the day after tomorrow, but Qin Weidong's calls almost never stopped.

His company has just started and is very busy, Fang Li can only understand.

Qin Weidong finally put down the phone when he was almost done eating.

He said: "You Yue and I are going to Los Angeles tomorrow to meet a securities lawyer and a partner..."

Nowadays, it is catching up with the opportunity period of rapid domestic development. Many mines in Jin Province are stumbling because of the serious shortage of development funds and technology. Local governments have responded to the call and put forward the slogan of introducing foreign capital. The procedures for mining licenses can go faster.

"Meet the .. securities lawyer in Los Angeles? Are you planning to move your firm to Los Angeles?"

He remembered that Qin Weidong had told him that they would return to China sooner or later. Could it be that they wanted to take root in the United States?

"Not to Los Angeles.."

Qin Weidong explained to him: "When returning to China, the domestic government also needs a threshold for attracting investment. Now many foreign investors are also eyeing domestic mining resources. We must speed up... I plan to let the company enter the OTC first, and it belongs to Nas The jurisdiction of the DAQ market has lower entry barriers than Nasdaq, and it does not have to be restricted by many rigid conditions such as public shareholding and institutional composition.."

Fang Li listened with his cheeks resting on his cheeks, he poked at the shrimp: "Tell me something I can understand..."

Qin Weidong gave him fried fish: "It's equivalent to getting the admission ticket to participate in the domestic bidding.. This is very important to the company."

However, it is not a simple matter to enter the OTC. At least according to the current rules, it is necessary to hire an accounting firm certified by the Accounting Supervision Committee to do a special audit, and then sign by a qualified securities lawyer.

In short, the procedures are very complicated, and there are many people to meet and things to communicate. There is a long queue. Although You Yue, one of the shareholders, can help him share some of the burden, he is still too busy during this time.

Fang Li nodded: "Okay..."

He hesitated for a moment and put down his chopsticks: "I want to tell you that our orchestra will have a charity performance the day after tomorrow. The funds raised will be donated to children with leukemia. They want me to sing a song...but rehearsals are still needed. Sure…"

Qin Weidong peeled the shrimp for him, hummed, and suddenly, he heard clearly, so he raised his eyes and asked, "Go up and sing a song? Where is it?"

"Blitz Square..., only one song."

Fang Li said: "I want to try it too. The day after tomorrow is the second anniversary of our band, which is very commemorative, and I wrote this song myself..."

Qin Weidong just thought about the traffic at night in Brits Square, and he said, "Are you singing to raise funds for children with leukemia?"

Fang Li: "Well, yes.. We have been planning this event since June, distributed a lot of leaflets.. and made a lot of efforts.."

Qin Weidong listened, and he said in a normal tone: "Baby, I will do this charity, but there are too many people there, be obedient, don't go up and sing."

Fang Li poked his chopsticks randomly,...he knew it.

He thought just now that Qin Weidong asked, there would be a slight possibility of agreeing, but the little expectation that had just been ignited in his heart was instantly extinguished by a basin of cold water.

He insisted: "I want to try...! This is the second anniversary of the establishment of our orchestra. I have been very obedient in the past three years. You don't like me singing. I only accompany them and write songs, but this event I have already promised them this afternoon... as long as the rehearsal passes, you can..."

"So why did you say yes?"

Qin Weidong's face remained unchanged: "If you agree, you will reject it, and the rehearsal is also the same. I didn't say you can agree."

When he spoke like this, he didn't get angry or angry, but the tone was unquestionable. Fang Li was stuffed with anger, and he vomited it out to let himself breathe a little bit: "It's just a song. That's all...! You really know what I like...? What do I yearn for?"

"What you yearn for, I will give it to you."

Qin Weidong put the shrimp into Fang Li's plate.

"You can't give it to me...!" Fang Li was inexplicably angry. He threw the chopsticks on the table and made a loud "pop", and the unfinished sea urchin sashimi fell down. up.

Fang Li didn't expect such a big commotion, but the fall had already happened...he wouldn't clean it up, and the action of him throwing the chopsticks also made Qin Weidong's face restrained, making it a bit ugly.

The waiter outside heard a sudden noise, thought it was a customer breaking something, and came in to ask if he needed help.

Qin Weidong let her out.

Fang Li turned his head angrily, and without making a sound, Qin Weidong picked up the chopsticks he had thrown from the table: "Li Li, you clearly know that I don't like you going out to show your face and let so many people see you, let you go Orchestra accompaniment, song writing, I promise you these behind-the-scenes work, I have already made concessions."

Fang Li lost his appetite, he stood up: "I don't want to eat."

Qin Weidong also settled the bill. On the way back, the atmosphere was so stalemate. Fang Li looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Because of the time difference, Qin Weidong had to explain some matters to Feng Hui in China at night, so he kissed Fang Li on the face: "I will be on a business trip the day after tomorrow, and I may not see you for a week, I don't want to quarrel."

Did he just want to quarrel?

Qin Weidong said: "Except for this matter, Li Li, as long as you say, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Fang Li felt an indescribable...feeling of powerlessness in his heart, and he felt very tired: "Go and do your work, I want to be alone for a while."

After driving Qin Weidong away, Fang Li locked the door. He lay on the bed, turned on his cell phone and saw several unread text messages from Qiao Shi who had been waiting all night.

Qiao Shi: "How is it? I'm with Xu Xu, did Brother Qin agree?"

Qiao Shi: "Brother Li?"

Qiao Shi: "ohmygod.. Brother Li, you two aren't arguing, are you?!"

Qiao Shi: "Are you home, are you okay? Brother Li?"

It has been more than half an hour since the last text message was sent, probably Qiao Shi and Wu Xuxu really thought that they had quarreled, and reserved time for them to quarrel...

Fang Li was very frustrated. He hugged a pillow and put his head under his chest, and replied with his mobile phone: "It's about the same as you expected. We quarreled. I was so angry that I dropped my chopsticks."

There was an immediate reply: "Dropped your chopsticks?!"

Fang Li said: "..um..., maybe I had a brainstorm this afternoon, and I really agreed too quickly. On this matter, he doesn't allow any discussion at all..."

Qiao Shi sent a :( expression: "sad..., what if we send Brother Qin our promotion plan? This is a very meaningful event. We worked so hard to stay up late to promote and arrange... "

Fang Li replied: "How can a cold-blooded person like him care? He will only think that I am playing tricks."

Qin Weidong's wise words don't require you to make money, so why do so many unnecessary things.

See, in his eyes, what stage, what singing, his music, his dreams are superfluous things in his eyes...!

Qiao Shi sent another message: "Xu Xu's phone is out of battery, she asked me to ask, maybe we can come to talk to Brother Qin tomorrow?"

Fang Li replied: "He is very busy. He is going to fly to Los Angeles tomorrow...to see some fund manager or some lawyer. He is on a business trip. He probably won't be back for a week. Then tell him, we and Bu The time for the Ritz management center to talk is long past..”

"Business trip to Los Angeles?!"

In the next second, many text messages flooded into his mobile phone.

"etc..!"

"Wait, Brother Li! You said that Brother Qin is going on a business trip to Los Angeles tomorrow? A week's business trip?!"

"Brother Li! This is God giving us a chance!!"

Fang Li thought for a while, and said, "You mean..."

Almost at the same time, the message that confirmed his inner thoughts arrived: "Brother Qin has gone to Los Angeles! Then what are we still worrying about?! The problem has been solved...! He was not in New York when you sang... Could it be that Brother Qin is really there Have you installed remote monitoring on your body?"

Holding the phone, Fang Li looked at the message sent by Qiao Shi, thinking...

To be honest, every time he sees them standing on the stage, wantonly showing their brilliance, he is really envious, the spotlight on the stage, the microphone, the applause from the audience, that kind of feeling seems to burn a person's heart Soul, everything makes him yearn for it, even the few humble appearances in China a few years ago reminded him occasionally at night..

Perhaps, it’s okay to indulge once in a while, he was so stared at by Qin Weidong that he couldn’t catch his breath, besides, he didn’t always lie to Qin Weidong, God, didn’t he live like a man who didn’t live in front of Qin Weidong all these years? Any secret transparent people? !

Fang Li's fingers fluttered, and he typed and sent quickly: "That's right...! It's just a song...! See you tomorrow!"

The author says:

Fang Li's journey to stardom... the conflict between the two of them is inevitable;

Is this the beginning?

But it won't be abused.

Qin Gou's business territory is about to expand rapidly..

Fang Xiaoli's stardom will also be oppressed again and again, maybe he will be forced to hold back a big move...?

Insert a digression: Babies, you have accompanied Qin Gou from a miner boy, eh?Why this description?It's time for the international mining investment company playing capital!

冲鸭！感谢在2022-06-0518:05:36-2022-06-0700:33:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!