The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei's desire for talents is as eager as his desire for money.

He contacted three schools in a row and established employment agreements.

But he still doesn't have much confidence in it.

If the time is pushed back a few years, when the university expands its enrollment, college students will no longer be assigned, the flow of talents will become diversified, and this year's college students will choose private companies. It's too low.

Yang Fei himself graduated from a technical secondary school. He didn't go to sea to do business, nor did he go south to work. Instead, he took out his family's savings and found connections to join the Nanhua factory.

Even if the salary is lower, the family members feel happy and at ease.

People with this kind of thinking accounted for the vast majority!

Yang Fei drove to pick up Jiang Xiaojia, and then took her to the hospital.

In the Provincial People's Hospital, Wan Aimin was sitting by the bed with a sad face. When she saw Yang Fei bringing her daughter in, she forced a smile and said to Yang Fei how hard she was.

Yang Fei bought fruit and flower baskets, and glanced around the room.

The multi-person ward where Wan Aimin's father lived had no other fruit baskets next to it.

Yang Fei asked: "How is uncle's condition?"

"Not optimistic. The doctor said to observe."

"Why don't you live in a single room?"

"It's nice to live here."

Yang Fei thought to himself that although the ranks of Jiang Ziqiang and his wife are not low, they are not very eye-catching in the province. Her father, in the Provincial People's Hospital, probably doesn't have the privilege of living in the high-ranking ward.

"How is the medical level in the province? Do you want to transfer to Shanghai or Jingli?"

"No need?" Wan Aimin said hesitantly, "Let's have a look again."

Yang Fei didn't stay for long, as long as he sent his wishes, he seemed to be trying to please him if he talked too much.

"Xiaojia, what do you want for dinner?" Yang Fei asked after leaving the hospital.

He and Jiang Ziqiang's family really have different opinions. He and Jiang Ziqiang should be of the same generation, but Jiang Xiaojia called his brother again, and they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with each other.

"I'm free, I'm not picky." Jiang Xiaojia replied obediently.

Yang Fei was too lazy to go home and cook, so he took her to the snack street.

Jiang Xiaojia said that he was not picky about food, so when he entered the restaurant, he picked out a bunch of delicious food, such as stinky tofu, sugar oil cakes, snails, flavored crabs, sauced salted duck, and steamed cured meat, all of which had a strong taste.

Yang Fei laughed and said, "You're a dancer, aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

Jiang Xiaojia hissed in a low voice: "Brother Yang Fei, don't tell my parents. They never allow me to eat these delicious foods. I'm so greedy!"

"Okay, then you can eat more. If you want to eat in the future, just tell me and I will take you out to eat."

"Thank you Brother Yang Fei!"

Yang Fei has no real sisters, seeing such a beautiful and lovely Xiaojia, he feels pity in his heart and smiles slightly.

He was eating crabs, his eyes were wandering around the store, and suddenly he saw a familiar figure at the door.

"Xiaojia, sit still, I'll come as soon as I go." Yang Fei wiped his hands, got up and walked out.

At the entrance of the restaurant, there was a small stall selling sesame sticks and nougat candies. A strong man squatted behind the stall, staring blankly at the passers-by on the street.

Just as Yang Fei walked up to him and was about to speak, a vendor selling baked bean tendons not far away suddenly yelled: "The city management is here, run!"

There were two rows of stalls on the street, quickly picked up the stalls, and ran away in a hurry.

The seller of sesame sticks was obviously a novice, so he reacted a little later, and saw a few city management officers wearing red armbands striding forward.

"Stop, you still want to run!" Two urban management officers stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, one grabbed the burden and the other grabbed the vendor.

"Leaders, I just came here yesterday, please raise your hands..."

With a cigarette in his mouth, the city manager waved his hand impatiently: "Stop talking! You stallholders,

All of them are so cunning, they all said they came to set up a stall on the first day when they caught them, and we confiscated the things! Don't come here to set up stalls in the future, no stalls are allowed near the pedestrian street. "

"Leader, this stall is all my property, you can do me a favor..."

"Want to go back? Then you pay the fine! Two hundred!"

"If I have two hundred, I don't care about this burden."

"Let's go, what are you talking about with him!" Another city manager said loudly, "There are still stalls ahead, so don't waste time."

The sesame stick seller clenched his fists. This casserole-sized fist might be able to kill a tiger, but it was powerless to help him at this moment.

Helplessness was written on his angry face.

"Ma Feng!" Yang Fei stepped forward in good time and grabbed his arm.

That thick arm swelled instantly, like an inflated basketball, giving off an astonishing rebound force.

He suddenly turned his head, and seeing Yang Fei, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Ma Feng, it's me, Yang Fei, do you remember brother?"

"Yang Fei, why are you here?" Seeing that it was him, Ma Feng flashed a happy smile, and slowly relaxed his tense arms.

"I'm eating here, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's go together." Yang Fei patted his hand.

Ma Feng hesitated for a moment, followed Yang Fei into the shop.

Yang Fei added some meat dishes, and ordered another bottle of alcoholic wine.

"Ma Feng, where are your other brothers? Why are you here? Don't you work in the factory?" Yang Fei filled him with wine.

"The factory closed down, and everyone was laid off. We just came out, and we are all making a living in the provincial capital!" Ma Feng drank his glass of wine, shook his head and sighed, "I didn't expect this world to be so difficult."

"If you are laid off, you will be laid off. What is there to regret? If the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come. It's rare, we meet again here!" Yang Fei laughed, "It can be seen that this is fate."

"Yes, we are really destined." Ma Feng also sighed.

"Ma Feng, come and help me!" Yang Fei sent out an invitation.

"Do things for you? Don't you work in a daily chemical factory?"

Yang Fei said sternly: "To tell you the truth, I started a company outside. Call your brothers over, and I will ask you to do something. I will give you a monthly salary of one thousand, and the others six hundred."

"One thousand!" Ma Feng held the cup in the air, "What are you doing? We don't know anything. We only have a handful of strength."

"Then do what you can. Can you drive?"

"Driving meeting, we have driven big trucks in the army."

"That's fine. If you have skills, your salary will increase by 500."

Ma Feng's bull's eyes stared into circles.

He stood up, picked up the wine bottle, filled it up, and toasted three times: "Boss Yang, from now on, we will do it with you!"

Yang Fei pressed his hands together: "Sit down and talk, we are people who have watched movies together and fought together, so we don't have to be so cautious in the future."

"Have you seen the movie?" Ma Feng was taken aback.

Yang Fei laughed and said, "You may not know, that day in the recording room, you were fighting with Brother Pao and others, and I sat at the back."

"Oh!" Ma Feng laughed, "There is another woman! Is it your girlfriend?"

"No, it's a colleague." Yang Fei recalled the gorgeous scenery that day, and he really had some aftertaste.

Jiang Xiaojia stopped her delicious mouth and asked curiously: "Brother Yang Fei, what do you mean watching a movie together? What movie did you watch?"

Yang Fei was sweating profusely, and said calmly, "A martial arts action movie."

Ma Feng listened and snickered.

Jiang Xiaojia rolled her big flexible eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Yang Fei, next time you go to the movies, take me with you too. I also want to watch the movie with you. It feels very Jianghu!"

Yang Fei almost fell to the ground.