Before meeting Xie Yunpeng's aunt, Fu Zhengyi did not feel nervous.

But when he saw this old lady who was said to have a certain reputation in China for her calligraphy, his first reaction was that he was careless.

A kind and friendly smile, her white hair was combed very seriously, without a trace of mess, but in that seemingly gentle gaze, Fu Zhengyi realized that he had a sharp look that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. Obviously, this old lady was not as harmless as she looked on the surface!

Since being welcomed into the door, Xie Yunpeng has been standing not far beside him, with his hands firmly placed on his lower abdomen, and posing in a respectful posture.

Originally, I planned to invite him to have a meal after meeting him, but when facing this old lady who made me feel very uneasy as soon as I entered the door, Fu Zhengyi kept a smile and answered a few questions, and then quickly left on the pretext.

Without saying a few words in total, Xie Yunpeng, who sent Fu Zhengyi out, returned to the room, quickly put on a childlike innocent smile, squatted beside the old lady's legs and pounded her legs and asked carefully. "Auntie, what do you think of this person?"

He picked up the cup of water next to him and drank it, moistening his throat. Xie Zhongchi, whose kind smile gradually faded away, thought for a long time before he spoke. "Xiaopeng, tell my aunt about what he knew, no omissions are allowed..."

Although Xie Yunpeng, who was stunned for a moment, he still told the reasons for getting to know Fu Zhengyi and everything he had when he dated. He even told the story of going to San Francisco, the United States to discuss capital injection with Yahu Company, the Chang Haishu incident in Su City, and the sentence of Zhang Wenwu waiting for being sentenced without any concealment.

But in his story, there was no personal feeling or opinion, as if he was just saying something that had nothing to do with himself, and repeated the series of things in the most concise and straightforward way without any opinion.

Xie Zhongchi, who seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed when Xie Yunpeng spoke, waited for him to finish speaking a few minutes before he spoke. "Xiaopeng, although the child is not old, he is not simple..."

Xie Yunpeng, who lowered his head and beat her legs, thought to himself that this was nonsense. If it were simple, his old man would not have moved you to do this. It seemed like a waste of time to talk about the same content. I have already said the same content almost three times!

Before Xie Yunpeng finished slandering, Xie Zhongchi, who grabbed his ear and pulled it lightly twice, laughed. "Do you think your aunt is old, confused, and has no memory?"

He screamed in an exaggerated manner. Xie Yunpeng quickly rubbed his ears that were not hurt at all, and said in a pitiful manner. "Auntie, you are a master with a wise eye. How dare I think so..."

Xie Zhongchi, who casually patted Xie Yunpeng's head, showed a doting smile and cursed. "Naughty! I know that you have been talking to my aunt all day long. You have not been a steady person since you were a child. Do you really think that my aunt doesn't know the things you do..."

Xie Yunpeng, who knew that his aunt was relaxed, climbed up the pole. The compliments and flatteries made Xie Zhongchi smile continuously, and it took a moment to let Xie Yunpeng sit down and listen to her.

"I earned such a huge family business under the age of twenty. Even if someone behind him was helping, the ability to make money could only be described as "unbelievable". Although my aunt couldn't think of who the person behind him was, this child was loyal and focused on feelings, and he would not be the kind of person who was a person who was cold-hearted..."

"Aunt, he is very unprofessional about Zhang Wenwu's affairs. Zhang Wenwu's relationship with him is not bad, but why did he try his best to make Zhang Wenwu serve his sentence instead of trying to find a way to get him out of his crime? Even if Zhang Wenwu delays in the detention center for a longer period of time, it is better than going to prison to serve his sentence?"

Seeing that Xie Yunpeng was full of confusion, Xie Zhongchi sighed. "If you can't understand, just wait. One day you will understand what he is doing. The age difference between you two is not very big, and the future will be long. Why do you take the initiative to destroy the friendship between the two parties for a moment of confusion?"

Hearing the blame implicitly in Xie Zhongchi's words, Xie Yunpeng's eyes lit up after thinking about it carefully. "Auntie, what do you mean?"

"Everyone understands this principle, but how many people can really do it? How many people can continue to do it with perseverance?"

Xie Yunpeng, who finally got a clear opinion, was so happy that he quickly added water to Xie Zhongchi's cup and took the fruit plate to peel the fruit.

Seeing Xie Zhongchi, who was busy with his nephew, had a stronger smile on his face. After dinner, he returned to the room, he called Yanjing's elder brother Xie Zhongjiang.

Xie Zhongjiang, who was reading the book in the study, answered the phone and asked, "Have you seen someone?"

"Brother, that child is good. If Xiaopeng can have such help, it would be better to choose the best and serve the people..."

"No need to talk about this issue anymore. Qingyun made a conclusion when he was a child. Xiaopeng is not suitable for officialdom. He can survive the third zodiac year before talking about it!"

Xie Zhongchi sighed secretly when he heard this. Although she was not satisfied with her elder brother's arbitrary decision, the Xie family's ability to survive a special period is inseparable from the several reminders from Taoist Qingyun and the obscure prophecy, so he no longer struggles. "My opinion of that child is similar to the beginning. No matter who is standing behind him, as long as Xiaopeng can consistently get along with him, he should be able to enjoy wealth without the support of his family, which is considered to be the Taoist priest's prophecy!"

He noticed that his sister had complaints and dissatisfaction in his words, and after thinking about it, Xie Zhongjiang said, "Qingyun has not missed it for so many years. The meaning of Xiaopeng being kicked out of the house is the same. When you come back, let's go there together to see if you can give Qingyun a few more words..."

"Forget it, brother, you don't know the bull's character. Apart from saying one more thing a few years ago, how did he say a little more?"

"We have to give it a try, let alone even if he doesn't want to say more, Xiaopeng is the child he values ​​the most. Even if we go to relax, it is better than staying in the house all day long and thinking about it."

Understand that this was the matter, Xie Zhongchi, who was helpless, complained for a few words and asked. "What should I do about the foundation laying ceremony tomorrow? I heard that everyone from the Demon City Committee is going to come forward."

"The Xie family hasn't made any noise in recent years. Xiaopeng did a good thing and was still picking fruits. It is time for those little guys who just climbed up to know the existence of the Xie family, otherwise anyone would dare to come and step on it..."

Although Xie Zhongjiang's tone was very plain, Xie Zhongchi, who could hear the smell of killing, was shocked. "Brother, the Demon City is different from Yanjing. It's easy to break even if it's too tough!"

"Do as I said, things are not as complicated as you think. They are just clowns who want to flatter, but they dare to use our Xie family as a big mistake!"

Xie Zhongchi, who understood the meaning, still felt that it was a bit inappropriate, but he still called a few more times and then went to rest.

Fu Zhengyi, who had met Xie Zhongchi, received a call from Xi Meiwen at 9:30 p.m. after returning to the apartment in Hongkou Garden.

"Boss! All the positions held by the foundation have been closed. The average price of closing positions conducted by Tang Yan and Rebecca is above 104. Rebecca's profit is three points higher than Tang Yan, so the foundation's current book surplus is as high as 423 million..."

"Good job! Thank you for your hard work! Before National Day, the work students can rest more, but you and Mark can't have a holiday yet. You need to contact Old Tony in New York and use the funds from the FL Foundation to provide him with a mortgage loan..."

After explaining these matters, Fu Zhengyi asked about the donations from the FL Foundation.

Xi Meiwen, who opened the record book, found the relevant records and then reported it. "Boss! According to the management regulations of California Annuity Trust, as long as the foundation's first donation is given before March next year, it meets the requirements. Do you still think it is necessary to donate it in advance?"

"One-third of the annual donation of breakfast is not a problem, and it is not a problem to do so. In addition, five percent of the profits need to be separately distributed as a payment for future charity funds!"

Although Xi Meiwen remembers that Fu Zhengyi mentioned this ratio before, she was still frightened when she heard it. "Boss! That's more than 20 million US dollars! Are you really sure you need to use all this profit for charity provisions?"

"You contact Professor Mishire of Stanford University to see if she is willing to serve as a director of the special education charity fund initiated by the FL Foundation and manage the special scholarships to the Modu Foreign Languages ​​College."

Seeing that Fu Zhengyi did not answer the previous question, Xi Meiwen, who understood that the provision of '5%' was no longer discussed, agreed. After asking about the approximate amount of the special scholarship, she smiled. "Boss! Professor Mishir will definitely be willing to serve as an honorary director. The last time I visited her, she expressed her desire to go to China and take a walk. I believe that this special scholarship will become her bridge to the country and satisfy Professor Mishir's desire to go to China..."

"There is no problem with this, then you can complete the relevant procedures as soon as possible. If Professor Mishire is willing to come here, all her expenses will be included in the [FL North American Venture Capital Company]. The foundation cannot generate large amounts of travel or reception expenses, otherwise the California charitable fund regulator will definitely come to cause trouble..."
Chapter completed!