823: C823 Investing

C823 Investing

"Don't worry, I have time at this time. I've already checked the itinerary and there's only an unimportant meeting that can be postponed. But do you have confidence in that banquet, Little Yang?" "Don't let us all go in by then."

"Don't worry!" I have long been prepared for this! "

According to Yang Song's previous observations, the first time you ate a Hundred Poison Banquet, you would only reduce the sensitivity of your tongue, and it is very likely that you will never be able to eat anything, so why did you do this? Yang Song still doesn't understand, if a customer loses their sense of taste, yes, they can't eat in my shop, but they can't eat there either! Do you have any other special method that can allow others to eat and taste the flavor of your food?

If it was really like this, Yang Song really needed to be nervous. The scheme behind the Hundred Poison Banquet was not small!

Firstly, this Hundred Poison Banquet was not for ordinary people, and was not for those kinds of rich people who only had a little money, they were all for those kind of rich people who would come to the capital, those who were less than several hundred million. This meant that ordinary rich people wouldn't take it seriously.

There was also another point. They were not someone who could eat just because they wanted to. Only by inviting them would they be able to participate. They did not know what they were planning, but it was definitely not a good thing.

After discussing this matter with Uncle Chen, Yang Song thought of what happened in his shop, so he nodded, feeling a little embarrassed. He touched his head and asked, "Uncle Chen, there's actually another matter, it should be considered a private matter."

"What is it? Speak!" Chen Jianguo was curious. What was going on with Yang Song? There was actually something he was hesitating over today.

Yang Song arranged his words, smiled, and said, "Actually, the matter is like this. We plan to open a branch in the capital in a short period of time, and we plan to buy our own store, but after considering the price of the house in the capital, we might not have enough money, so we would like to ask, are you willing to invest?"

"Are you going to open a branch? How much is a hundred million? " Chen Jianguo didn't think too much about it. He directly asked if one hundred million was enough.

Yang Song, who almost choked on his own saliva, quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, there's no need for that much. According to the housing prices here, about 30 million is enough."

Yang Song was currently calculating the housing prices here. Plus the renovations, he still needed to leave a portion of the funds to move around, so about 30 million was enough. Who would have thought that Chen Jianguo would say 100 million all of a sudden?

Chen Jianguo was a little hesitant as he frowned. Yang Song thought he was the one who disagreed, but he only heard him say, "30 million is a little too little. I'll invest 50 million for you guys."

Fifty million? Although it was more, it was not a bad thing. Yang Song had no reason to refuse, so he nodded and said, "If you invest all the money you need to buy the house, then I will take your 60% share of the stock, no?"

Yang Song was a little worried that Chen Jianguo would feel that his shares were too low. According to the current net profit of five million a month, he would not be able to make a return in one year. He would need at least another year to make money, so Yang Song was not sure if it was too little.

However, Chen Jianguo shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't want this share, but you can give that kid, Chen Ming, more shares."

"What?" Yang Song was a little confused. Why was he connected with Chen Ming?

"In fact, if you were to tell Chen Ming that this brat asked me for money, I would definitely give him money, only tens of millions." In fact, if you were to tell Chen Ming that this brat asked me for money, I would definitely give him money, only tens of millions.

I think highly of your business. In the future, you can't say that Chen Ming can be said to be wealthy, at least, he can live a carefree life. He has no interest in money, but it's absolutely impossible for him to be without money.

With that said, Yang Song understood what was going on. He smiled and said, "Such a pitiful mother and father! If only Chen Ming could understand your good intentions. "

"Alright, this kid can be more serious!" Chen Jianguo shook his head and thought of Chen Ming, who had brought him to see a lot of things in the mall over the years. Who knew that in the end, he still had no interest at all.

In the end, he actually liked opening restaurants. However, this was not a big deal. As long as he liked it, he would not become a cripple.

Thinking of this, Chen Jianguo took out his cheque book and said as he opened it, "Is there a problem with the cheque? There will be a delay in the transfer of so much money. Let me write you a cheque first."

What? Do you have the money now? Yang Song quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, we don't need it now. When the time comes, you can just pass it to Chen Ming. Luo City is not that fast yet."

"Then you should take it first, isn't that fifty million? "What the hell is this?" Chen Jianguo was truly worthy of being a big boss. Towards the fifty million yuan, it was as if he was talking about fifty yuan.

In fact, it's the same if you think about it differently. Yang Song didn't understand why a rich second-generation student would spend tens of thousands of dollars a month on a game. In the end, he finally understood the other party's monthly allowance of 100,000 yuan. If he didn't play brothels, he just liked to play games. Even if he ate, he wouldn't be able to eat for tens of thousands of dollars.

Yang Song was now worth over ten million yuan, and it was all because of his hard-earned money. If he had to spend several hundred thousand yuan all of a sudden, Yang Song wouldn't feel any heartache, just like when he bought that necklace for Meng Shihan!

Chen Jianguo had over a hundred billion yuan. Fifty million yuan was like spending fifty yuan to buy something with a thousand dollars on you. Would you feel sorry for him? No way.

After Chen Jianguo wrote the cheque, he tore it off and gave it to Yang Song, saying, "Don't specifically tell Chen Ming that this brat can make money now. I don't feel like asking me for money anymore."

Yang Song was not an unreasonable person. He nodded and carefully kept the cheque. It seemed that he needed to find a time today to transfer the money to his account.

Originally, this cheque should have been fine for Meng Shihan, but right now, she still hadn't thought of how to tell Chen Ming. What if this brat wasn't happy? He decided to leave it at his side for now.2

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