At three o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Feng and his party left Yunzhong Tower.
The foreigners were so drunk that they no longer cared about being civilized. They walked arm-in-arm toward the parking lot, attracting other people's attention.
"Friends, let my brother arrange for you to stay. We have other programs tonight," Xiao Feng said loudly to the foreigners.
We are all men, so naturally we all understood what Xiao Feng said. These engineers and designers all showed men's smiles and waved their hands: "Okay, Xiao, you are really a kind person."
Xiao Feng smiled and winked at Huo Tian and Lin Mo. The two nodded, indicating that they knew how to arrange it.
Jeff opened his eyes hard and strode towards Xiao Feng, "Dear Xiao, I want to talk to you about something."
Xiao Feng supported Jeff, who was unsteady when walking, and asked with a smile: "Jeff, you are drunk. You can talk to me after you sober up."
Jeff shook his head: "No, I only said it when I was drunk. Now if I say it when I am drunk, you will only think that I am drunk. If I say it sober, I am afraid you will call me crazy,"
Xiao Feng looked at Jeff carefully, and after confirming that he was really drunk, he nodded: "Well, then you can tell me,"
Jeff took Xiao Feng's hand: "Xiao, you want to build an entertainment city, right?"
"Yes,"
"What is your intention, build one at random, or build one that is famous in China or even the world," Jeff shook his body.
Xiao Feng half-squinted his eyes and carefully considered the meaning of Jeff's words. After thinking about it, he smiled: "If we just build one, then why should I invite you here?"
"Then you are serious, right? Xiao, let me ask you a casual question, how much money do you plan to invest in building this entertainment city?"
Xiao Feng hesitated and tried to make a quote: "Five hundred million,"
"Five hundred million," Jeff said thoughtfully, shaking his head: "Too little,"
"Dollar,"
Jeff's eyes lit up, then dimmed again: "Not enough,"
Xiao Feng was surprised. He originally planned to spend one billion yuan to build an entertainment capital. Now he has one billion US dollars. If he spends five hundred million US dollars, it will be equivalent to three billion yuan. This ghost guy can't say enough. , what does he plan to build, the White House?
"Xiao, if you dare to spend one billion, I will definitely make your entertainment city famous all over the world. I have a vague guess about your identity. You should be a fisherman. Haha, three percent of Las Vegas in the United States. I'm going to design the ten-billion-dollar casino. I'll build a city within a city for you, the Las Vegas of the East," Jeff said in astonishing words.
Xiao Feng was shocked. City within a city. To be honest, he was tempted. One billion dollars was originally within his budget. It would not be difficult to get it out. But should he believe this ghost guy?
"Jeff, I don't run a banknote printing factory. The most I can afford is 800 million U.S. dollars," Xiao Feng looked at Jeff and said in a deep voice.
Jeff scratched his hair hard: "Eight hundred million? Eight hundred million, okay, eight hundred million is eight hundred million. Xiao, in order to thank you for trusting me, I won't take any of my fees this time,"
Xiao Feng just smiled and didn't say anything else. After all, Jeff was drunk now, maybe he was talking drunkenly. Everything had to wait until he sobered up. Besides, eight hundred million US dollars was definitely an astronomical figure. He I need to check Jeff's background to make sure nothing unexpected happens.
"Xiao, I'm leaving first. I'll call you when I wake up and we'll talk in detail," Jeff said, pointing to Yunzhong Tower casually: "Haha, the tallest building will be here soon.
It will become the second tallest building,"
Xiao Feng was shocked again. He wanted to surpass Yunzhong Tower, "Okay, Jeff, I'll wait for your call. Goodbye."
Huo Tian and Lin Mo drove the foreigners away. Xiao Feng took out a cigarette, lit it, and threw the cigarette case to Guo Jia.
"Boy, can you trust this Jeff?" Xiao Feng leaned on the Ferrari and looked at Guo Jia and asked.
Guo Jia lit up the cigarette skillfully and nodded: "You should trust it,"
"What do you mean should?" Xiao Feng was angry, "This is 800 million U.S. dollars. Do you think it is 800 million ghost coins?"
Guo Jia smiled: "I have checked his information for three generations. He is a pure-blooded American. Oh, forgive me for using the word 'purebred'. If I couldn't stay in China, I would not want to go to the United States to pick up girls."
, except for the Ocean Horse, it’s the Ocean Horse. Boss, let me tell you, the Ocean Horse I dated last time was probably over 1.9 meters tall. I had to step on the bench to kiss her. Alas, this makes my man’s
Respect…”
Seeing that Guo Jia was getting more and more outrageous, Xiao Feng quickly interrupted him: "Stop, now is not the time to talk about Ocean Horse, but this Jeff. Should we believe him? I'm not afraid that he will cheat us of our money, but
I’m afraid that he will use the money to create a pile of garbage,”
"Okay, let's not talk about Ocean Horse, let's talk about Jeff. First of all, Jeff is a famous designer in New York and even in the United States. There is no doubt about this. Furthermore, he has to come up with the drawings first. If we don't
If he is satisfied, we can let him modify it until we are satisfied. In the end, we will give him the US$800 million in multiple installments, tens of millions at a time."
When Guo Jia said this, he blew out a smoke ring and said calmly: "Boss, 800 million U.S. dollars is just a small amount of money~ With my mobile money printing machine here, are you afraid that you will have no money to spend?"
Xiao Feng looked at Guo Jia's pretentious look and slapped him: "You will die if you don't show off."
Guo Jia grinned and took out a bank card from his wallet: "Boss, let's go to Citibank. Leave me a billion dollars here. I'm afraid my hands will be itchy so I took it out to invest."
Xiao Feng nodded and flicked the cigarette away: "Let's go, Citibank. Hey, I'm going to experience the feeling of counting money until my hands cramp."
Guo Jia sat in the car and looked at Xiao Feng as if he were an idiot: "Boss, one billion dollars will definitely make you lose your hands."
Xiao Feng started the car, turned on the navigation to locate Citibank, the engine roared, and rushed towards Citibank according to the guidance of the navigation.
Perhaps because he was thinking about one billion dollars, Xiao Feng drove the car very fast all the way, playing a real-life urban speed car, one after another with elegant offsides, and was stunned to shorten the time to half.
Citibank (China) Co., Ltd. Jiuquan Branch is located in the Bali Building in the city center, in a place with a large flow of people.
With a beautiful tail drift, the Ferrari stopped firmly in the parking space in front of the bank.
Guo Jiaqiang held back his nausea and stared at Xiao Feng with some fear: "Boss, I swear I will never ride in your car again. Damn it, you scared me to death~"
"What do you know? This is called saving time and being efficient," Xiao Feng said with a smile.
"Really, vomit~" Guo Jia's throat slid up and down, and he couldn't hold it in any longer, so he pushed the car door open and vomited.
Xiao Feng took out a tissue and handed it over: "Hey, you are so useless~ I have stayed in the United States for more than two years, and I have never gone to street racing."
Guo Jia didn't even bother to talk. He vomited all the food and drinks at noon before he felt better. He took the tissue and wiped his mouth, then leaned weakly on the seat: "I, I swear..."
"You swear you will never ride in my car again," Xiao Feng interrupted Guo Jia and said with a smile.
"Yes, I won't sit down anymore," Guo Jia picked up a bottle of mineral water and rinsed his mouth to dispel the strange smell in his mouth.
After being stable for five minutes, Guo Jia finally recovered: "Okay, I'm fine. Let's go to the bank to do some work."
The two got off the car and walked towards Citibank. Once inside, the lobby manager asked what business they needed to handle, and Guo Jia replied by transferring some money.
There were not many people in the bank. The two of them walked to the counter. Guo Jia took out his bank card and handed it to the beautiful teller: "I want to transfer money."
"Sir, if you want to transfer less than 100,000 yuan, please go to the ATM," the female teller said with a smile.
Guo Jia smiled, turned to Xiao Feng and whispered: "Boss, do you know why I like to deposit money with Citi? Look, Citi's services are much better than those in industrial and commercial construction, damn, those tellers are all He looked so embarrassed, as if he owed them money,"
"It's because Citibank has a beautiful female teller," Xiao Feng said angrily.
"My parents are the ones who gave birth to me, and my boss is the one who knows me," Guo Jia smiled and looked at the female teller: "Miss, I don't think the ATM can transfer a billion dollars,"
"One billion dollars," the female teller was stunned, and the professional smile on her face was frozen there.
Guo Jia seemed to enjoy this feeling and nodded: "Well, one billion dollars, Miss, why do you look like this? Is there less money? Why don't you transfer it?"
"..." Xiao Feng really wanted to kick him, but he was so damn good at pretending.
The female teller reacted, her hands trembled, and she dropped her bank card on the table. One billion dollars. She had been working here for three years, and she had only transferred tens of millions at most, and that was in RMB. Now, this wretched-looking person in front of her , I want to transfer one billion, rich and handsome, no, rich and wretched.
"Miss, there's something wrong with your service. Do you look down on me, the common people, and don't want to talk to me because I don't have enough money," Guo Jia said to the female teller with a Shandong accent.
The female teller was startled and quickly shook her head: "No, sir, the amount you transferred is too large, and our bank manager needs to handle it."
"Well, you call him over and transfer the money quickly. I have to give the money to my boss quickly,"
When the female teller heard what Guo Jia said, she looked carefully at Xiao Feng who was standing next to her. A flash of light flashed in her eyes. He was a rich, handsome man with a billion dollars. If he fell in love with him, would he still be a teller here? Villa sports car, designer clothes, high-end cosmetics...
Thoughts flashed through her mind, and the female teller couldn't help but froze.
Guo Jia winked at Xiao Feng, which means that you have charmed this female teller. As long as you hook your fingers, the female teller will strip naked and wait for you in the hotel room.
Xiao Feng pretended not to see Guo Jia's gesture. He really had no interest in this kind of woman. If he had this time, he might as well go hook up with a beautiful female star and still be able to strip naked and lie on the bed waiting for him.
"Hey, miss, what are you thinking about?" Guo Jia reminded him when the female teller didn't speak.
"Please wait a moment, please," the female teller said, quickly wrote a note, put it under the bank card, and handed it back: "Sir, please keep the bank card first, I will call the president over,"