My Cold and Beautiful Wife

Chapter 1847: Headline

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Yue Ying sees the arrival, silently put down the group, the smile on his face converges a little, smiles faintly: "Lang, you are laughing, I am not married, where is the husband and daughter." "

Oh... what about this? "The man named Lang continued to ask. Feng

Yue Ying directly led the topic. "Lang Zong, today is to attend charity activities, but not for the census, we are still busy with things."

"Haha, Feng always said, I asked more." The man smiled and looked at Ye Fan again, then walked away and went to chat with other officials. Feng

Yue Ying breathed a sigh of relief and said: "This old fox can't relax for a moment."

Ye Fan smiled and asked: "Who is he?"

Feng Yueying was quite unexpected: "You haven't seen him? He has a lot of news in the past six months, Lang Zhongxing, the boss of Xingyao Holdings.

Because the chip has produced results, the country now values ​​him, and the stock is also soaring. It has become the new richest man in Huahai, and the country is also ranked in the top ten. The wealthy list has over 200 billion assets...

Although there is actually no much more than Su and Yunyao, they are now invisible in many assets. In the past year, they have not appeared in the past because of the ancient Wuwu world, so they are ranked lower.

Now Lang Zhongxing is the hottest new richest man in Huahai. He invested 300 million yuan in this education base and is the second largest donor."

"Oh... this way, I just heard that", Ye Fan nodded, and did not feel very powerful, a richest man in Huahai, he did not know is normal, how busy he has been this year.

"Also, you certainly have no intention to pay attention to these, but the people are still very concerned about it. After all, the chips they manufacture have driven the entire stock market, and the price of the chip trade and mobile phone industry has fluctuated greatly.

Shi Lang ZTE is indeed contributing to the country, but he is too fond of playing Yin, laughing face, I hate talking about business with him. Feng Yueying shook his head.

When Ye Fan heard it, he asked seriously: "He bullied you? Do you want me to kill him?" Feng

Yue Ying knew that the man was joking with her, but he still glanced at him. "What are you talking about? Let’s talk about killing and killing."

Ye Fanxiao smiled and touched her daughter's head, thinking of her niece, not interested in these. This

At the high platform of the ceremony, the host began to speak, and the media reporters began to take pictures...

"Well, the ceremony is about to begin. Are you sitting in front of the group?" Feng Yueying pointed to the first row of VIPs.

Ye Fan was busy setting his hand. "We are not the protagonist. Just sit back and cheer you up." Say

Ye Fan, holding her niece, directly found the seats in the back row and sat down.

Feng Yueying also had a busy business, so she didn't say much. She finished the whole collar and sat in the middle position, and Lang Zhongxing just stuck. Lang

After chatting with the mayor of Huahai for a few words, ZTE said with a smile to Feng Yueying: "Feng, ah, the gentleman just now, how do I feel a bit familiar, like a big man?"

Feng Yueying picked up the hot tea on the table and drank his mouth. He smiled and said, "Sword God? Right?"

"Right right! A photo that was sent out by the sword **** before, it looks like it!" Lang Zhongxing laughed.

When it comes to someone who looks like a sword god, many high-ranking wealthy businessmen have come to the interest and look around.

There are too many powerful and political figures in the world, and they are also admirers of the sword **** in private. Even many people still carry the ornaments of the badge of the swordsman.

Feng Yueying sighed and said: "It doesn't matter, in fact, he is the sword **** deity." this

As soon as the words came out, a group of people showed strange expressions on the VIP table. Even Lang Zhongxing had a solid face.

After a full silence for ten seconds, Lang Zhongxing and others looked back at Ye Fan and the group sitting behind them. They suddenly laughed. "You can really make fun of you!" Haha... meaning the sword **** is milk Dad, come to the charity event to join in the fun?" Zhou

It’s only a lot of people to listen to it, it’s just a joke.

I don’t think that the big man standing at the peak of the world will appear so easily in such a small occasion. He will sit silently behind, with a group of small people, and hold a child as a dad.

This image is really too different from the way the sword **** is in the public mind.

And nowadays, many people imitate the appearance of the sword god, carry out micro-shaping, and often see some people like the sword **** on the street, everyone is not strange.

Feng Yueying smiled and laughed. She also knew that no one believed in the truth.

At this time, as the host finished some lines, it was also the turn of this time to be a charity enterprise representative. Make

For the splendour of the largest funder, Feng Yueying took the stage and began to talk about the purpose of the establishment of this education base. Some people who are grateful in the process talked about the expectations for the future. although

However, there are no particularly astounding words, but they are also quite normal and quite grounded.

Followed by the reporter's media questioning session, mentioning some basic questions, Feng Yueying also answered questions.

After the audience applauded, it was the turn of Lang Zhongxing to take the stage. Make

For the richest man in Huahai, Lang Zhongxing took the stage, and the sound of taking pictures was particularly dense. Lang

ZTE reached out and signaled that everyone was quiet, and then he talked about some of his charitable views, which were quite eloquent.

When the reporter asked questions, everyone's problems became more and more. Whether it was for Lang Zhongxing himself or the latest developments of Xingyao Holdings, they were very keen. Lang

ZTE has euphemistically rejected some questions. He said: "I hope that everyone can pay more attention to this kind of charity today, not to myself and the company. Today's protagonist is charity! I

Lang, who represents Xingyao Holdings, specially prepared a small gift for the children who are about to enter the campus in the new semester! ”

Saying, Lang Zhongxing clapped his hands and saw the outside of the school gate. There were three trucks in succession and they came in. Remember

The people have always paid attention to the past. After all, no one has thought that this charity aid activity has a "hidden link."

"Lang, what are the three cars in there?" a reporter immediately asked. Lang

ZTE smiled softly and said: "Well, these three cars are the school supplies we have prepared for the upcoming 5,000 students, including school bags, stationery, etc. I

We also invited international designers to design more exquisite school uniforms and use good fabrics to improve the quality of daily wear. I

I hope that the schools that our company will invest in to provide the best quality campus life for the children of migrant workers! "This

After some rhetoric, it suddenly brought a burst of applause. After all, a full set of schooling equipment for more than 5,000 children, as well as high-grade custom school uniforms, how can it be several million.

The Jinxiu Group of the audience was frowning. A supervisor whispered to Feng Yueying: "Feng Zong, millions of things, make today's charity conference like their star is the protagonist. I

We have invested more than a billion yuan, and they don’t have three hundred million faces. It’s obvious that they are ready to take the lead! ”

Feng Yueying knew that she was a failure today. She did not expect the other party to have such a hand, but she could only smile with a smile. While clapping her hands, she said: "Ginger is still old and spicy, but it is all charity. It is also a good thing to donate more."

Although several of the top executives of the Splendid Group did not say anything, they were obviously quite uncomfortable. inverted

It is some people next to the Xingyao Group, with a smug look.