"Who are you?"

Yang Huan was a little unhappy when he heard this stranger asking questions through the microphone.

Who are these people?

"Master Huan, I am Mr. Yang's private think tank and the company's investment department manager. My name is Zhao Yuanfang."

After answering Yang Huan's question, the guy with glasses glanced at everyone in the conference room awkwardly.

The others also looked helpless.

Anyone who meets this young master will be helpless because he seems to be imaginative in his work and has no rules at all.

"Yuan Fang, this name is good!" Yang Huan said happily.

This young master is almost Di Renjie.

"You will answer me a question first. Do you support my plan or object?" Yang Huan asked.

"Support, I think it's feasible, although it's a little more risky."

"Yeah." Yang Huan nodded on the other side of the phone with a leadership attitude, "You should have been new to you not long ago, and you are not over forty years old, right? Maybe you are still a turtle."

"How do you know?" Zhao Yuanfang was full of surprise.

He has just joined the company less than a year, and is thirty-two years old. He graduated from Harvard University in the United States. He is indeed a turtle.

"I guess it casually." Yang Huan was not interested in pretending to be awesome in such things.

"But I'll ask you another question, why do you support my plan?"

This question is not just across the phone, but Yang Huan, who is far away in the UK, was asking, and almost everyone in the conference room was asking.

"Well..." Zhao Yuanfang has been in the company for almost a year and has not had much chance of performing. Now he has a rare opportunity to have this opportunity. He really wants to talk about it in a long and say a lot of golden rules in the investment world to scare people.

But after thinking about it, I heard that Young Master Huan doesn’t like long-term discussions, so he gritted his teeth secretly.

"Well, there are two things. One is that I believe Mr. Huan's investment vision, and the second is that this plan does have prospects."

As soon as Zhao Yuanfang answered, everyone in the entire conference room fell.

Then almost most people raised their middle fingers at the 38-year-old man with glasses.

Damn, I didn’t expect that this gentle guy turned out to be a flatterer too!

I missed it, but I didn’t expect that he was the most flattering person in the Yang Group!

However, Yang Huan's laughter came from the phone, which sounded very useful, which also made everyone in the locker room regret it. This is the future prince of the group. Why didn't we know how to flatter him just now?

Who knew that Yang Huan cursed in his heart at this time.

Who are these people?

First there was Sun Yue and then Zhao Yuanfang. Why did my father all produce a flattery?

Well, he must be because he likes to be flattered, so his subordinates specialize in flattering.

"Well, being able to see these two points proves that you are still very sensible." But he suffered with shamelessness.

"Actually, I think the valuation is low, just like you think my plan is the same. I think my company has prospects."

"Take a game company as an example, the income in the first month is less than 50,000, the income in the second month is 500,000, and at least seven figures in the third month. Do you think such a company is worth 15 million pounds? All those investors are stupid. I am not stupid yet. Do you really think that I am a primary school student and I don't know the numbers?"

When everyone heard this, it seemed to make some sense.

The income growth is so fast and so vigorous, and the prospects are naturally good.

To make money, of course, it depends not only on the present, but also on the future prospects.

"Zhao Yuanfang." Yang Huan smiled across the phone and shouted the name of Brother Glasses.

"Young Master Huan." Brother Glasses responded politely.

Everyone in the conference room raised their middle fingers again.

This damn flatterer!

"I admire you and come back to Europe to help me. I just don't have an investment consultant here. If you are a talent like you, you will probably not be valued and cannot show your strengths. It's better to follow me."

As soon as Yang Huan finished speaking, Yang Wenfeng couldn't bear it.

"Hey, is there anyone who says that?"

What kind of sons are they?

In front of so many people, don’t you give your father a face?

But he didn't think about it either. How did Yang Huan know that he had to make everyone know about his phone call?

"Dad, don't be angry, don't I tell the truth?"

Yang Huan laughed, "In a word, do you want to vote?"

"Uh...I'll think about it again."

In fact, he had decided to vote, just to act like a father.

It would be better for this brat to be humble.

"Then I'll give you a day to think about it."

After saying that, Yang Huan was about to hang up the phone.

"Ah Huan!" At this time, Yang Baoping came over and shouted to the phone.

"Grandpa, is there anything wrong?" Yang Huan asked.

"Are you very busy? What have you been busy with recently?" Yang Baoping asked with a smile.

The more he looks at this grandson, the more he likes it.

No matter how you look at me, I looked like a playboy, but I didn’t like her.

But now, it's all the time to see it.

"I'm not busy with anything, I just play games, and... I'm planning to transform a fat man into a superstar in the global entertainment industry." Yang Huan laughed and laughed.

Everyone in the conference room fell head-on, then laughed loudly. They all thought Yang Huan was joking.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Huan has such a humorous side.

"Then I won't disturb you much." Yang Baoping said with a smile.

"I'm fine, I just want to tell you, do you still remember the girl from Grandpa Zhuang's house?"

"Grandpa Zhuang? Which Grandpa Zhuang?" Yang Huan didn't remember it for a moment.

"The one in the army."

"Oh!" Yang Huan remembered.

It seems that he is also a retired old revolutionary cadre. He used to have similar status as his grandfather. The difference is that his father went into business, but the dealer has always been taking the official route. It seems that the second generation of the dealer is still the leading figure in the Military Commission.

"The bookmaker girl is also studying in the UK. Their family and our family are family friends. If you have time, go and see others."

When Yang Baoping said this, his eyes were looking at Zhang Ning.

When Zhang Ning heard this, her face turned very embarrassed. She could vaguely guess that this should be a girl from Yang Huan's equal family. Mr. Yang was afraid that she wanted to make this girl Zhuang be her granddaughter-in-law.

But when Zhang Ning raised his head and saw Yang Baoping's eyes, he immediately realized that he was not wrong and understood his intention.

He was deliberately saying this in front of himself, just to remind himself, and at the same time proved that he did not hide it from him.

After thinking this out, Zhang Ning felt less uncomfortable and squeezed a smile at Yang Baoping.

What a smart girl!

Yang Baoping praised with a smile.

The others in the conference room were smiling. Many of them vaguely understood that in the capital, the dealer was an absolute wealthy family. The Yang family married the dealer, which was a match.

"Okay, I'm busy here, I'll talk about it if I have time."

Yang Huan's perfunctory tone made Zhang Ning feel better and made everyone present smile bitterly.

The young master seems not very happy yet.

"Okay, then when will you be back?" Yang Baoping asked again.

"Let's go in a few days, and I'll talk about this fat man when he learns to dance."

When everyone heard this, their chins fell off.

Judging from Young Master Huan's tone, it seems that he wants to turn a fat man who can't even dance into a superstar of the emperor?

My God, is this possible?

Only Zhang Ning believes that this is possible!

Because, the person who decided to do this was Yang Huan.

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To be continued...