84: Chapter 83: A multi-million dollar advertising slot, heavily invested.

"What are you thanking me for? I don't understand what you're talking about."

Uh...

"Heh, it seems I've become vulgar."

"Jun, let me tell you, your second uncle died in an accident, and it has absolutely nothing to do with me."

"If you say this matter has anything to do with me, I can sue you for defamation."

Lin Feng said, feigning dissatisfaction.

But his acting was a bit poor; no matter how you looked at it, there was no expression of dissatisfaction on his face.

Zhang Quan really had some skills; he did it flawlessly, with a risk rate of zero.

This wasn't the truth covered up by someone above, but the investigation result from the police of both countries; it really was a drowning.

"Sigh, look at my brain. It was an accident; my dad cried himself to death over it."

In reality, as soon as Wang Jianyun got home, he opened a bottle of Moutai and finished the whole thing by himself.

And as expected, Elder Wang didn't fly into a rage; he just said indifferently, "In this era, it's survival of the fittest. Wang Jiancheng is gone, which just means his fate was bad."

Lin Feng patted his shoulder and smiled, "You're brothers, it's normal."

"Second brother, but my grandfather wasn't sad at all; he just said it was all fate."

"The older generation cares about fate. Besides, for a character like your grandfather, who uses a 'gu-rearing' style, he cares more about the future of your group—it needs a helmsman with means."

Wansheng Group would reach its peak in the next 10 years, but ultimately, it would implode under the torrent of the times.

In fact, in Lin Feng's era, most real estate companies were failing; implosions and problems were everywhere.

It was just that Wansheng was too large, but Wang Jianyun still had some self-awareness, so his ending was much better than a certain other major company.

In this lifetime, he wouldn't dare say he could change the ending, but if he could maintain his relationship with Wang Jun, whether he could help him avoid disaster would depend on his fate.

"Lin Feng, take a look at this contract."

Wang Jun suddenly took out a contract and placed it on the coffee table.

[A contract regarding the leasing of advertising space on the website homepage. Monthly rent: 1 million; Annual rent: 12 million. One-time payment. Contract safety rating: 100%. Full of sincerity.]

Lin Feng swallowed hard. Was money really earned this easily?

He remembered that Fang Cheng was negotiating with several companies, and at the time, he said they had negotiated 2 million a year, but nothing was finalized.

As it turned out, Wang Jun offered 12 million directly.

Ring, ring...

Lin Feng's phone rang.

He picked it up and held it to his ear; Fang Cheng's excited voice came through the receiver.

"Boss, someone from Wansheng Group just contacted me, saying they want to rent our advertising space annually. They offered an annual rent of 10 million and said their senior management would sign the contract directly with you."

"Hmm, I know. You don't need to worry about this matter; I'm at Wansheng Group right now."

"Oh... alright, I understand."

"Fang Cheng, get ready to collect your bonuses. A big boss is here to help us out."

"Thank you, Boss."

Lin Feng hung up the phone, his heart filled with joy.

Who said money wasn't important? He was in desperate need of money right now, and after this 12 million arrived in his account, it would make things much easier for him.

The real opportunities hadn't arrived yet; real estate, ride-hailing, and so on were all blank markets right now.

Wang Jun was very smart. By paying a premium to rent the advertising space, he gave the money, and Fengda Delivery's popularity would explode.

The effect this would have on the company's subsequent development was immeasurable.

"Jun, you brat, you're too polite."

"No, we're friends. Giving money directly is too vulgar, but I know you're in urgent need of money right now, and the company also needs popularity."

"So as a friend, I'm showing some support, and by the way, increasing your popularity. It's a win-win."

Sometimes, one has to admire these young masters. The whole 'playboy rich second generation' stereotype is really a minority; most of them are very capable.

"Thanks."

Lin Feng picked up a pen and signed his name.

"Aren't you afraid I'll cheat you?"

"If it were someone else, I really wouldn't be at ease. But with your family's status, would you cheat me? For that delivery company?"

"Haha, second brother, I really misjudged you back then. In our dorm, you're the one with the most strength."

"By the way, is that person outside your bodyguard?"

"He looks like he came from the military."

"You have sharp eyes."

"My grandfather used to be a soldier. Xu Luo's grandfather was my grandfather's superior, and he even saved his life."

Lin Feng suddenly realized; no wonder Xu Luo could attend Elder Wang's birthday banquet alone.

Lin Feng didn't want to continue this topic. He couldn't say that he had six such characters as his own backers; he had to keep a low profile.

"Jun, I'm leaving first. Take this card, open an account, and just have the investment advisor contact me when the time comes."

"Just leave it to me."

When Lin Feng walked out of the private office, Zhang Dong was still standing in that position, not having moved an inch.

This scene greatly shocked Lin Feng; his perseverance was unbelievably strong.

"Old Zhang, let's go."

"Yes, Boss."

Zhang Dong drove Lin Feng home steadily. He had originally planned to take the subway back.

But Lin Feng told him to take the car.

A professional driver, on call 24 hours a day, ready at any time; he had to let him take the car.

Returning home, Lin Feng opened his stock trading software and examined it carefully.

He needed to quickly screen for suitable stocks to make his 3 million leverage profit quickly.

[Zhonghuan Sanke, pending order price: 7.04. Hold for one month. Selling price: 12.04. Investment advice: Heavy position, two-thirds of the position, keep one-third to resist the risk of liquidation.]

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth curled up. Nearly a 70% increase, seven daily limit hits in one month.

Rare earth is truly a booming industry; catching it means making a profit in the stock market is not a problem.

Up to now, absolutely not many people realized how great the potential of rare earth stocks was.

He wouldn't go out of his way to guide Wang Jun either. If he had the courage to follow his operations in the future, then he deserved to make money.

"Ring, ring..."

The phone ringing pulled his thoughts back.

The caller ID showed an unknown number.

[Your exclusive investment advisor is calling you.]

This kid Wang Jun, his efficiency is pretty good.

Lin Feng answered the phone, and a pleasant voice came through, the kind that could make one's bones melt.

That cutesy voice went straight to the top of his head.

"Hello, my name is Wang Ya. I am the exclusive investment advisor arranged for you by President Wang."

"Hello, I'm Lin Feng. Very nice to meet you."

"President Lin, no need to be so polite. Just call me Little Li or Little Ya. President Wang has instructed that all your requests must be met unconditionally."

Goodness, did this kid Wang Jun find him a beautiful secretary?

Lin Feng was suspicious and uncertain; he always felt that he wasn't that kind of person.

This was just too unreliable.

"Mr. Lin, may I ask what your investment plan is?"

"Zhonghuan Sanke, pending order price: 7.04. Hold for one month. Selling price: 12.04. Two-thirds heavy position. Please follow my plan strictly for the investment."

"Alright, Mr. Lin. I will invest according to your plan and will never act on my own. I am very happy to serve you."

The phone hung up, and the busy tone in his ear left Lin Feng a bit bewildered.

What on earth was going on? He felt it was a bit eerie.

Suddenly, his vision became blurry, and a shocking piece of information popped up before his eyes.