Ma Yun sang an English song on the stage. He used to be an English teacher, and his English is good. This is not a problem for him.
His voice is not good, and his singing is passable. But his costume is too eye-catching. He is dressed as a female, and it's a princess dress!
Also, other people's performances are improvised. But Ma Yun had prepared for this. This costume takes a long time, and no wonder Feng Yu did not see him. He must have gone somewhere to put on makeup.
This idiot dares to call himself Snow White? If Snow White looks like this, her Prince Charming will feed her a poisonous apple first!
Other people looked good when they smiled, but he looked very funny!
Feng Yu does not know if he should laugh or cry. This idiot had brought along his dancers, and he is having a good time singing and dancing.
It was also Ma Yun's performance at the Merchant Association's Gathering that gave everyone a good start. From then on, everyone started to prepare for the Merchant Association's Gathering. All sorts of styles competed with each other. Every tycoon has an unrestrained soul.
The evening ended with Zong Qingxian singing a Soviet Union folk song. It was 6 pm, and everyone went for a meal. The next two days will be the time for everyone to discuss other matters.
During the meal, Wang Jianlin, as the new Chairman, sat at the head of the table. He walked over and invited Feng Yu to sit with him.
Feng Yu is not familiar with Wang Jianlin, and he wants to sit with Ma Yun to talk to him. How did he come up with the idea of cross-dressing?!
Ma Yun looks like a serious person. Feng Yu did not expect him to be like this when he is not serious!
Eh? Feng Yu saw a young man behind Wang Jianlin. This is the Nation's Husband from Feng Yu's previous life!
In Feng Yu's previous life, this person is an internet celebrity and is often on Hua Xia's trending list. He is also very popular overseas.
This young man is not only an internet celebrity, but he also has many internet celebrities under him. He is also good at using his influence to do business. After that … his father also became an internet celebrity.
Wang Jianlin saw Feng Yu looking at his son and quickly pulled his son to him. "Congcong, this is Chairman Feng. He is the person you admire the most. Call him Uncle!"
Huh? I'm the uncle of the nation's husband?
In fact, Wang Jianlin was almost twenty years older than Feng Yu, but Wang Sicong was only ten years younger than Feng Yu. Wang Jianlin's marriage was considered late in that era, mainly because he had been a soldier for more than ten years.
Wang Sicong looked a little shy. She walked out from behind Wang Jianlin and said shyly, "Hello, Uncle Feng."
"Hey, hello." Feng Yu gave Wang Sicong a pat on the head.
Feng Yu searched his body. He took out a red packet from his pocket and stuffed it into Wang Sicong's hand. "Come, Xiao Sicong, this is your red packet money."
It was still the first month of the lunar year. Feng Yu carried a few red envelopes with him. There was not much money in them, only a thousand yuan. It was just for the sake of celebration.
Giving out red envelopes was for good luck and celebration. Feng Yu will not give out red envelopes that were worth tens of thousands RMB. There was no need for him to give out red envelopes. Furthermore, those who could attend this event were all wealthy people.
Feng Yu still wanted to pinch Wang Sicong's cheeks. But after thinking for a while, this kid was about to graduate from university. It was not appropriate. Patting his head earlier was already too much.
But it felt good to rub the nation's husband's little head.
Wang Sicong does not want to accept red envelopes. His family does not lack money, and he had always thought that he had grown up. But his father's friends always treat him like a kid.
This World's Richest Man, Feng Yu, was only a few years older than him. Furthermore, Feng Yu had started a successful business when he was still in school. Why did they still treat him like a kid?
Wang Sicong was studying in England, and the person he admired the most was Feng Yu. Feng Yu was not only a legend in Hua Xia. He was also a legend in England. Many of his classmates came from all over the world and admired Feng Yu.
Wang Sicong had told his father a few times that he wanted to start a business when he was still in university. He used Feng Yu as an example. Feng Yu had started his business when he was still in middle school!
In the end, Wang Jianlin asked Wang Sicong if he could compete with Feng Yu. Feng Yu's foresight was unparalleled. Can you do it?
You want to start a business? Sure. Tell me what you want to invest in, and I will help you analyze if it is profitable.
Wang Sicong was dumbfounded. He only wanted to start a business on a whim. But he had never thought about what to do with his business.
Many people said that other tycoons could imitate and learn from them, but Feng Yu's business should not be imitated. This was because Feng Yu will make sure your business has nowhere to go, and you can only struggle in the shadows.
Other than Feng Yu's businesses, what other businesses are there? Wang Sicong knew a little bit about commercial real estate since he was young. Obviously, he couldn't do it with his father around.
This model could not be copied in the UK. This was because the UK was developing much faster than Hua Xia. Many successful business models in Hua Xia might not be suitable in other countries.
Wang Jianlin told Wang Sicong to finish his studies in England. After that, he could look at his classmates and see if there were any talents that he could recruit.
When he came back, he would give him the funds to start his business. He would also transfer some people to help him with market analysis, business planning, etc.
He did not expect Wang Sicong to be like Feng Yu, who could make money no matter what he did. Even if he lost money, it did not matter.
A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit. If you suffer some losses now, you can avoid suffering big losses in the future. If you lose some money now, you will not lose your entire family business in the future!
Wang Sicong had wanted to meet Feng Yu for a long time. If Feng Yu could give him some pointers, it would be even better.
But when they met today, it seemed that Feng Yu did not treat him as an adult. He still treated him as a kid. He was much older than Feng Yu when he started his business.
Wang Sicong squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying and kept the red packet unwillingly. He opened his mouth, but he did not know if he should say that sentence.
But he felt that today was the best opportunity. If he missed this opportunity, he did not know when he would get another chance.
"Uncle Feng, can I work for you?"
Huh? Wang Sicong wants to work for me? Feng Yu wanted to say that in terms of management, he was not as good as Wang Sicong's father.
"Have you graduated?" Feng Yu asked.
Wang Sicong suddenly lost his spirit and shook his head. But he immediately added: "I will graduate this summer! I am attending business school in London. "
"Studying overseas? This is not bad. You are thinking of returning to China to work, right? It is also good to follow your father. Why must you follow me?"
Actually, Feng Yu wanted to say that he had nothing to teach Wang Sicong. He was only good at finance. This was not easy to learn. If not, with Fu Guangzheng's knowledge, he would not still be a dabbler.
"How about this. After you graduate, if you do not want to start your own business and do not want to work for your father's company, then you can come to Taihua Holdings. But you will have to start from the bottom. Think about it yourself."
Feng Yu saw the disappointed look on Wang Sicong's face. He knew that this kid would not agree. A person who was used to a leisurely life would not be willing to endure a nine-to-five working life. It seemed that Little Sicong was going to return to the old path of his previous life.
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