Almighty in the city

"Old Tan, you are doing a good job here." Bai Yifan looked at the hurrying employees passing by the two from time to time, and said to Tan Zongming with a smile, "It's just that you, the capitalist, has been squeezed by the labor force a little bit hard, look. Look, every one of them looks like they are participating in a sprint competition."

Tan Zongming shrugged: "This is the working rhythm of Shanghai's top-tier companies. Shengxuan is pretty good. You can go to the four major accounting firms to see the real capitalists' exploitation of labor."

The two said as they walked, they soon passed through Shengxuan's office area and entered Tan Zongming's office.

"Tsk tsk, the whole flat villa." Bai Yifan looked at the office with at least 300 square meters, and laughed and teased, "There are both the fact that labor is squeezed, and there are corrupt and extravagant offices. I say Lao Tan, Don't you admit that you are an out-and-out capitalist?"

"You have to say yes, then I can't deny it." Tan Zongming smiled and asked him to sit down, "What are you going to do with Feng Baiyu?"

"Land compensation, what else can I do." Bai Yifan shrugged, took the bottle of soda he threw over, unscrewed it and took a sip, "I have asked Xiao Qu to revise the bid."

"Oh?" Tan Zongming curiously asked, "How much are you going to get for this ticket?"

Bai Yifan stretched out a slap.

Tan Zongming suddenly gasped, "50 million?!"

"Hey hey hey, you are also worth nearly ten billion yuan anyway. A mere fifty million will scare you like this?" Bai Yifan glanced at him. "I just said that you are a capitalist. With this courage, you can at most Being a stingy local rich man is far from a capitalist."

Tan Zongming smiled bitterly: "It's easy to say! It's a mere 50 million-do you know that Qujia's Hongtu Group has a profit of only 50 million a year? This is still gross profit, deducting various expenses, net of a year The profit is no more than 25 million! With your mouth, you have to copy the annual profit of Hongtu Group directly from Feng Baiyu. Do you think he will agree?"

"What's the matter? I drove the car for ten minutes yesterday and made a net profit of 10 million." Bai Yifan patted the 10 million transfer check to the coffee table. "This time wasted five years of my Taoism. As long as he is fifty million, he is considered cheap."

Tan Zongming couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

At this time, his secretary Xiaoding knocked on the door and came in, saying that Feng Baiyu and his party had arrived and were arranging in the VIP room.

Bai Yifan twisted the cap of the soda water bottle and stood up: "Let's go, rip off."

In addition to a wry smile, Tan Zongming is a wry smile.

In Shengxuan's VIP room, Feng Baiyu sat down rudely, Zhao Lingfeng and Leng Ao's faces were not very attractive.

Liu Qingqing and the long-haired beauty looked at the layout here with interest, and talked in a low voice from time to time.

A few minutes later, the door of the VIP room opened, and Tan Zongming and Bai Yifan walked in with a smile.

Feng Baiyu's sight instantly froze.

There was a suspicious expression on his face, but he soon turned into a smile, got up and walked over: "Mr. Tan, good means!"

Tan Zongming smiled without making a sound.

"This is--" Feng Baiyu looked at Bai Yifan naturally.

"Oh, this is my friend, Bai Yifan, he is solely responsible for today's negotiations." Tan Zongming briefly introduced, he ignored Feng Baiyu, and went straight to the sofa and sat down.

"It's you!" As soon as Zhao Lingfeng saw Bai Yifan, he couldn't help it. If it weren't for being pulled by Leng Ao, he would have rushed to stage a full martial arts.

Bai Yifan glanced at him, smiled slightly, and nodded: "It's me."

After a pause, his gaze turned to Feng Baiyu: "I really want to thank you for your hard work and give me money one after another. I feel a little embarrassed."

"Are you fucking embarrassed?" Zhao Lingfeng said angrily.

"Tsk tusk—" Bai Yifan glanced at him, "Pay attention to your attitude. If it affects my mood, you may not be bleeding heavily today, but will be bleeding heavily."

"You!" Zhao Lingfeng was furious, and was about to rush forward again, and was severely pulled by Leng Ao.

Feng Baiyu looked at Bai Yifan carefully--

This is a tall and handsome peer, even if he doesn't want to admit it in his heart, he still has to admit that this guy, no matter his height, looks or shape, will have to throw him for several blocks.

In terms of these three, the young man in front of him can definitely kill most male stars in the entertainment industry.

However, this is all visible to the eyes.

Feng Baiyu cared more about what he couldn't see, such as the person's identity, origin, and the role he played in the incident that happened in the afternoon.

Feng Baiyu's instinct told him that this person of the same age in front of him was far more dangerous and unfathomable than Tan Zongming.

Bai Yifan.

White?

Could it be—

In Feng Baiyu’s mind, when a thought that made him shuddered, Liu Qingqing’s voice happened to sound: "Bai Yifan-you are the previous international sports exchange meeting, leading the national tennis team to sweep the world. The "Captain White" of the famous tennis player, Bai Yifan?"

Feng Baiyu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly couldn't help but re-gained his eyes again. At this look, he felt a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Yes, he is the Bai Yifan." The long-haired beauty who went with her also said, "I saw him at the Yenching Poetry Conference——"

As she said, she smiled at Bai Yifan: "Your song "Patio Spring Snow", I am still impressed."

"It's useless to pretend to be a fan." Bai Yifan shrugged, with a very incomprehensible appearance, "In business, there is no father and son at the negotiating table. No matter how you worship me, the money you should lose is one cent. Can't be less."

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