"Lao Fang, you are awesome!" After the three entered the elevator, Wang Cong immediately gave him a thumbs up.

Although his private relationship was good, Wang Cong suffered losses in Xiang you's hands more than once in the mall. He saw Xiang you being beaten like this for the first time.

In just a few minutes, the supply and marketing channels of Xiang you's two listed companies were cut off. It is estimated that his shares will begin to fall soon, followed by the shrinkage of assets. This is not a small loss, because the two companies account for almost half of Xiang you's revenue in the industry he founded.

"Sister Xiaoying, how did you do it?" Fang jueyu asked, "even if my industry is pervasive, we can't find all the partners of the two companies at once?"

"Young master, you don't know. In fact, a long time ago, the Fang family was enough for a large intelligence organization. We also have a huge database. As long as you want to know what you can't find, it almost doesn't exist. I just called that organization."

"Is this thing similar to the FBI?" Fang jueyu asked casually.

"You underestimate our intelligence organization. This organization was established in the Tang Dynasty. Our personnel are all over the business, political and academic circles. We can investigate what the FBI can investigate, and even have more detailed information than them. We all know what the FBI can't investigate!"

"Young master, don't underestimate the power of your Fang family. You will be surprised if you know a lot of things!"

"Lao Fang, your family is not a big family that has been inherited for thousands of years?" Wang Cong seems to have heard some amazing news through Zhuang Ying's words.

The intelligence organization formed in the Tang Dynasty has been inherited for thousands of years. After the changes of dynasties and the baptism of war, it can still survive. It doesn't seem too exaggerated to have such energy now.

The elevator of the hotel is sightseeing. When you look at it, you can see the blue sea and golden beach, which immediately washed away most of the unhappiness just now.

Fang jueyu's state of mind doesn't know when some subtle changes have taken place. The conflict with Xiang you just now would never have taken such a strong attitude if he had been in the past.

Through the luxurious corridor, the three came to the Presidential Suite No. 004 and knocked on the door. A woman in professional clothes and her thirties opened the door.

"Xiao Cong, are you out again?" The woman's tone was full of doting.

"No, I'll pick up a friend of mine!" Wang Cong seems a little afraid of this woman.

"This is my sister, Lu yeqian!" Wang Cong said, "sister Qian, this is my friend Fang jueyu. My father asked me to invite him here."

"Hello!" Lu yeqian generously extended her hand.

"Hello." Fang jueyu looked at Wang Cong suspiciously. He had never heard that Wang Cong had a sister.

"You talk, go out and do something!" Lu yeqian politely apologized to them and went out.

"Hey, Lao Wang, why didn't I know you had a sister? Can't it be your father's unknown romantic debt? " Fang jueyu looked at him with a bad smile.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Cong stared at Fang jueyu. "Sister Qian and I have no blood relationship. He is the woman of a friend of my father's when he started his business. Sister Qian's parents died very early. My father adopted her, but we are almost the same as a family."

"So it is." I didn't expect Wang Cong's family to have such a story.

There is a study in the suite. A middle-aged man is practicing calligraphy on the table. His calligraphy is vigorous and powerful. At a glance, he knows that he has many years of skill.

"Dad, I invited President Fang." Although Wang Cong is usually fooling around, he looks like a good baby in front of his father Wang Lin.

"Oh, is president Fang coming?" Wang Linton put down his pen. Although Fang jueyu is of the same generation as Wang Cong, even if he calls Xiao Fang, it's understandable. But Fang jueyu's identity made him unable to treat him as a younger generation.

"You go out first. We always have something to talk about." Wang Lin said to Wang Cong.

"Dad, don't be so outsider?" Wang Cong is not happy.

"Huh?"

"OK, I'll go! Let me go! " At the sight of Wang Lin's beard and eyes, Wang Cong immediately counseled. He was not afraid. The only thing he was afraid of was his father Wang Lin.

"Mr. Fang, please sit down!" Wang Lin entertained Fang jueyu and sat down. "Wang Cong is spoiled by his mother. If he offends president Fang sometimes, please don't take it too seriously."

"President Wang is too polite. Wang Cong and I are both peers, and we are all friends. There is nothing to offend." Fang jueyu is a little strange about Wang Lin's attitude. Anyway, he can be regarded as his elders, but Wang Lin is too polite.

"I heard that Fang Zong and Wang Cong plan to build a larger film and television city than Hengcheng recently?"

"Mr. Wang, don't call me Mr. Fang. I'll call you Uncle Wang. Just call me Xiao Fang." Fang jueyu said directly.

"Hahaha, OK, I'm welcome." A slight surprise flashed across Wang Lin's face. Although it was the descendant of that one, it seemed that Fang jueyu didn't have any airs.

"This is what we play with!" Fang jueyu said.

"This is not a small fuss," Wang Lin asked someone to estimate that the investment in this project is at least more than 80 billion yuan. If this is a small fuss, there will be no big projects in the world.

"I asked someone to evaluate. Although the initial investment of this project is very large, once it is completed, relying on tourism and film and television to try to generate income, you can recover the cost in five to eight years at most. You are really a business genius!"

"Ah?" Fang jueyu was stunned. He didn't want to make any profit at all. He just wanted to spend more money in this year. So suddenly he became a business genius?

Having said that, how many people can really come up with such a large sum of money? In business, profits always come from capital. It is really easy for the rich to make money. Therefore, there is a serious two-level difference between the richer the rich and the poorer the poor.

"Xiao Fang, I came to you this time mainly to ask you for one thing," Wang Lin said sincerely. "You know, Wang Cong has never been interested in family business. He hopes to make achievements in the fields he is interested in, so as a father, I respect him and ask you to give him some help when you can."

"Uncle Wang, you're too polite. Wang Cong and I are friends. We just support each other."

"It's great that you think so. It's the blessing of Wang Cong to be friends with you!" Wang Lin became very happy. "By the way, I heard you are still in college? Have you thought about your future plans? "

"HMM..." Fang jueyu thought seriously for a moment. "I set a small goal for myself to become the richest man in the world first!"

Several black lines suddenly appeared on Wang Lin's forehead. He couldn't hear that Fang jueyu was learning from him. Now he can see his ghost animal videos on major websites, but Fang jueyu's tone is bigger than him!

"Host, in fact, you are already the richest man in the world. As long as you slightly expose part of your property, the first place on the Forbes list can be changed to your name immediately." Xiao Yi said to Jue Yu.

"Shut up! I want to pretend more! Can't you? "