Soon, the Bentley arrived at Juxian Pavilion in Shangjiang City.

This is a famous restaurant in Shangjiang City. Those who can come to eat here must be rich or noble.

Moreover, Juxian Pavilion requires membership reservation.

Those whose annual consumption does not exceed one million are not eligible to become Juxiange members.

At this time, at the door of Juxian Pavilion, stood a famous entrepreneur from Shangjiang City.

Chairman of Guohua Trading Group, Feng Ruixiang.

Specializes in import and export business, and they are all works of art.

As the chairman of the company, Feng Ruixiang is a rich man with a net worth of 3 billion!

He is also a famous collector in China!

It has a great reputation in the domestic collection circle.

At this time, Feng Ruixiang, along with more than ten senior executives of the company, were waiting respectfully at the entrance of Juxian Pavilion.

This scene really shocked many people who came to eat.

Immediately bursts of exclamations broke out.

"Isn't that Feng Ruixiang, the chairman of Guohua Trading Group? Who is he waiting for? Such a grand event."

"It's rare to see a billionaire like Feng Ruixiang waiting for someone respectfully at the entrance of Juxian Pavilion."

"What kind of big shot is here? It's definitely not from Shangjiang City. His background is not trivial."

Chen Ping was sitting in the Bentley. When he saw a large group of well-dressed elites standing at the door of Juxian Pavilion, he frowned and said, "Didn't I say you were low-key? Why do you still have such a big pomp?"

Qiao Fugui smiled coquettishly and said, "Master, maybe Director Feng wants to give you a surprise."

"Surprises are nothing, I don't like it." Chen Ping said coldly: "Go to the parking lot, inform your friend, and meet alone."

"Okay, young master." Qiao Fugui nodded.

The car drove directly to the parking garage.

In front of the Juxian Pavilion, Feng Ruixiang stood tall and respectfully, waiting silently for today's big shot.

He shamelessly asked his friends for help.

Standing next to him was his son, Feng Tao, who put his hands in his trouser pockets and said slightly dissatisfied: "Dad, who are we waiting for? This is too much, it's been twenty minutes."

Feng Ruixiang glanced sideways at Feng Tao and said in a low voice: "Be honest with me. If you make a mistake when they come later, see how I deal with you."

Feng Tao snorted bitterly, feeling even more dissatisfied.

He also invited several friends to dance disco together.

It was all my fault that my father had to drag me here, saying he wanted to meet a big investor.

So far, no one has been seen, but there is quite a lot of pomp and circumstance.

It was also at this time that Feng Ruixiang received a call, then turned around solemnly and said: "Okay, everyone, let's go in, the people are already here."

arrive?

Many people are suspicious, and even more are dissatisfied.

Feng Tao was so angry now that he muttered and cursed: "Damn it! Who is this person? I've been waiting for a long time and I haven't seen anyone."

But he didn't dare to say anything in front of his father, so he could only sullenly follow Feng Ruixiang into the restaurant.

After receiving the call, Feng Ruixiang took his son and hurried to a private room.

The moment he opened the door, Feng Tao saw two people standing inside, and his eyes fell on Chen Ping.

Holy shit!

Who the hell is this, such a loser, who is today’s big investor?

No, my father wouldn't be so confused.

He doesn't look like a rich person, he looks like a migrant worker on the street.

Feng Tao couldn't help but sneered twice, feeling even more dissatisfied.

Just because of this guy, I can't go to disco.

The moment Feng Ruixiang entered the door, he stretched out his hands and walked towards Qiao Fugui who was leaning on crutches with a smile on his face.

"Dr. Qiao, you are finally here."

Qiao Fugui nodded with a smile, stretched out a hand, and waited for the other party to shake it.

At this time, Feng Ruixiang's eyes naturally fell on the young man next to Qiao Fugui: "Who is this?"

"This is my young master, Mr. Chen, who is also the investor this time." Qiao Fugui introduced with a smile on his face.

Young...young master?

Qiao Fugui, Qiao Dong’s young master!

After all, Feng Ruixiang is the chairman with a net worth of three billion, and he is also a well-known figure in Shangjiang City.

Although he is not as good as Qiao Fugui, the richest man in Shangjiang City with a net worth of tens of billions, he has at least seen the world.

It is said that Qiao Fugui is a butler from a hidden wealthy family, and that family controls more than half of the world's wealth.

The young master of such a family, wouldn't it be a terrifying existence?

Must be treated with caution.

Thinking of this, Feng Ruixiang stretched out his hand in fear and said: "I, Feng Ruixiang, have poor eyesight and failed to recognize Mr. Chen. I hope Mr. Chen will pay attention."

Chen Ping just nodded lightly, shook his hand, and then said: "Director Feng, I have something to do later, so I will keep the story short. I heard from Lao Qiao that your company needs financing. You can tell me how much."

Feng Ruixiang glanced at Qiao Fugui and found that the other person had been closing his eyes slightly to rest, and then he said respectfully: "Mr. Chen, our company is currently preparing to open up the art market at home and abroad. Sales through channels in the United States and Italy are particularly good now. Budget

It will require one billion yuan in financing. Don’t worry, we will provide 25% of the equity and dividends at the end of the year.”

One billion, that's not a small amount.

Even Feng Ruixiang himself, with a net worth of three billion, would not dare to easily invest one billion.

"One billion..." Chen Ping murmured, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

This made Feng Ruixiang feel very uneasy. The first thing he asked for was one billion in financing, which was indeed a bit too much.

In the entire Shangjiang City, apart from Shengding Group, there is probably no other person with this strength.

Then, the next sentence shocked Feng Ruixiang for a long time.

Even Feng Tao, who looked down upon him when he walked in, was dumbfounded!

"I invest 2 billion, but I need 40% of the equity." Chen Ping said with a smile, as if he was just talking about a number.

Two billion?

It’s not a dream!

Feng Ruixiang just felt like he was favored by the goddess of luck at this moment. It was so unexpected!

My company's assets are only over 3 billion, but the other party suddenly provided 2 billion in financing!

Horrible! So terrible!

Is this the financial strength of a hidden wealthy family?

40% equity is still acceptable to Feng Ruixiang.

"Mr. Chen, are you sure you want to invest two billion?" Feng Ruixiang was so excited that he couldn't speak clearly, but he quickly calmed down and asked.

"Is it too little? If it's not enough, I'll add more." Chen Ping said calmly.

And... still need to add more?!

Feng Ruixiang was so shocked that he couldn't stand and said hurriedly: "No, no, two billion is enough."

It must be enough.

With these two billion, Feng Ruixiang has full confidence in winning the US and Italian markets.

By then, your own company will be able to enter a tens of billions enterprise!

Having said that, Feng Ruixiang quickly asked his secretary to come in, holding a delicate long box in his hand.

He took out a scroll from the box, unfolded it and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, this painting is the original work of Tang Bohu. I have collected it for many years. Today, I will treat it as a piece of my heart and give it to you as a filial piety."

As a well-known collector in China, the paintings sent by Feng Ruixiang are naturally genuine!

On the market, Tang Bohu's authentic works are sold for millions or even tens of millions.

However, for Feng Ruixiang, this painting is nothing compared to Mr. Chen's investment.

Chen Ping only glanced at it, nodded and said, "Thank you, Director Feng."

After saying that, he casually placed Tang Bohu's original work in the creaking nest, and left the box with Qiao Fugui one after another.

As soon as he left the box, Chen Ping met a middle-aged man in a suit and walked over with a smile on his face.
To be continued...