Sun Min froze for a while, but she didn't find anyone else besides Chen Yan who had an Asian face.

"I'll take you to meet him, maybe your company will have the opportunity to cooperate with him in the future."

People don't have to be needed immediately to be useful.

Some connections may be useless for years and decades.

But no one can be found when needed.

Networking requires constant contact and strengthening.

Sun Min has done a good job in this regard.

She is also happy to know more people and develop her own network.

Look at those professional managers, whose annual salary can be hundreds of thousands of dollars to millions of dollars.

They don't know it is because of their ability, but also because of their connections.

Even the top rich people in Forbes, these professional managers have a way to pass the word.

However, when Risfal took Sun Min to Chen Yi.

Sun Min was a little flustered.

Wouldn't it be him?

Couldn't it be him?

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible.

He was just a little white-faced, eating soft rice.

"Hi Chen." Risfal went up to say hello: "Miss Yamila, hello."

"Let me introduce to you, this is Miss Sunmin, Chen. She is still your compatriot, and also from China. Ms. Sun, this is Henzhao, this is Yamila, and the Citibank Los Angeles branch is in charge people."

Chen Yan's expression was a little frozen, and Sun Min immediately stepped forward: "Hello, I'm glad to meet you."

No matter how much Sun Min's heart is at the moment, she is calm on the surface.

She only knew Chen Chen for the first time.

"Hello." Chen Ye also cooperated as if he did not know Sun Min.

Yamila also shook hands with Sun Min.

"Chen, Yamila, what are you talking about?"

"I want to buy some more shares from Chen, but this guy is completely unmoved." Yamila said with gritted teeth.

She is really very optimistic about the stock of Dashan Beer in the hands of Chen Yi.

However, it was bought by the bank before, and she did not belong to her personally.

She now wants to buy some shares of Chen Yong in private.

Not too much, a 3% stake is enough.

But Chen Yun was still unwilling.

"Yamira, how much are you asking?"

"A $ 100 million 1% stake is twice the market price," Yamila said.

The price she offers is definitely not low, and it can even be said to be very risky.

Sun Min's head was completely empty.

What shares does Chen Yan hold in his hands?

$ 100 million 1% of the shares?

That is to say, Chen Yun has at least 100 million US dollars?

How is this possible that he only went abroad for a few years.

How could there be such a rich family?

"What's the use of having so much cash?" Chen Yan rolled his eyes.

He now has more than a billion dollars in cash in his bank account.

And he finally realized the pain of the capitalists empty and capital and did not know how to invest.

The money was also the money Citibank bought for the shares in his hands.

And it's because of instalments, otherwise cash would be more.

"Did you not customize a superyacht at Seagate Yachts? I remember your budget was $ 320 million?"

When Sun Min heard Yamira's words, he directly persecuted.

Is Chen Ye's wealth so rich?

$ 320 million for a yacht?

Where is his real net worth?

Sun Min couldn't believe it, and couldn't believe it.

"Is Seagate protecting customers' information so badly?" Chen Yan frowned.

Not everyone likes their information and materials to be known.

"This is not to blame Seagate, because I also have a small stake in Seagate, and on the board of Seagate, I have my agent," said Yamila.

"Okay, but I won't sell shares. I still want to invest now." Chen Yan said.

"Chen, Dell and I plan to open two more hotel chains. Are you interested in joining?" Risfal asked.

"Even if you join, if you or Dell need cash flow to tell me, I will lend you money, it must be lower than the interest rate of the bank."

"Hey, Chen, it's not good for you to grab business in front of me." Yamila complained.

"I have regretted selling that 20% of the shares to your bank, and now I understand what it means to have more money and no place to spend it."

Sun Min couldn't get in at all.

The conversation between the three of them was not at all a dimension with her.

At least she couldn't understand Chen Yan's words.

What does it feel like to have nowhere to spend money?

And whether it is Chen Yan, Yamila or Risfal, they are the same people.

They are the kind of rich people who have nowhere to spend.

"Would you like to sell me the Marina restaurant? I'm paying $ 150 million," Yamila said.

For the two major industries under Chen Yi's name, Yamila is very enthusiastic.

Both industries are golden chickens that lay eggs.

No, not even the golden rooster that lays an egg.

Both industries are printing banknotes with banknote printers.

Sun Min was scared again.

Marina restaurant?

Sun Min has been there.

That's the most expensive restaurant in Los Angeles.

I remember the other day, she met Chen Yan again downstairs in Marina Restaurant.

That restaurant is actually Chen Yan?

"Still not used."

"I don't want all the shares, it's enough to give me 20%." Yamila said seriously: "Aren't you and Mr. Steven and Mr. Rasfa working together to invest in a movie? It seems to be released soon I heard that the ranking of North American theaters is not high. I also have some connections in the theaters. I can introduce you to my connections. "

Sun Min's eyes widened, and Chen Zheng still got involved in the film and television industry?

And he and the director Steven have a joint investment?

This is too incredible, right?

What has he experienced in the past two years?

"One yard at a time, Yamila, if you can help us match, I'm grateful, but I won't sell the shares in the Marina restaurant."

Sun Min's eyes changed to Chen Yan's at this moment.

This man is no longer the idealized big boy he used to know.

If I hadn't left him then ... Do I have it all now?

Does he still have feelings for himself?

He invited him several times, because he still had feelings for himself.

Don't know how to face yourself?

"Well, in two days I will help you to meet someone in the theater. You call Mr. Steven and the place is in your Marina restaurant."

"Thank you ... I owe you another favor."

"Hey ... Chen, Risfal." Dell came over at this time, with a dozen models behind him.

"Risfal, you see that I have brought so many beautiful women to cheer your party. Are you grateful to me?"

"Lola is at home. Don't mess around," Risfal said in a low voice.