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"Reduced to driving a Bentley?" Upon hearing these words, everyone's expressions became as if they had eaten shit.

What does it mean to be reduced to driving a Bentley? In the eyes of people like Zhang Menglong, is it possible that driving a Bentley is already looked down upon? They also want to fall like this, but who can give them a chance to fall?

"It's only been four years and it's been like this. In another two years, will I be reduced to driving a Maserati?" Zhang Menglong continued to say in a sinister tone.

The employees of Haisheng Group were all smiling bitterly. The car their chairman drives is a Maserati. Is the kind of person they need to look up to, even Zhang Hazy's discerning eye unable to get in?

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"Mr. Zhang, you misunderstood," the old man said to Zhang Mengyu, "Our young master just keeps a low profile. He doesn't want to be too ostentatious. These Bentleys are already the worst cars in the young master's garage."

"The worst car?" Zheng Hefeng's face was twitching to the point of paralysis.

These Bentleys are all Continental and GT. The price of any one of them will not be less than 3 million. Although Zheng Hefeng is capable, he has never earned more than 3 million since graduation.

As for his father, he only drives a car that costs less than two million, and this car is only the cheapest car in Xing Zhe's family.

He was actually complaining just now that Xing Zhe's family conditions were not worthy of Chen Qiuyi. If he couldn't even match Xing Zhe's family conditions, then who was he, Zheng Hefeng? Considered a beggar?

Thinking of the words he just said, Zheng Hefeng's face felt burning pain. The Panamera he just mentioned suddenly became unsavory.

"Trash, how on earth did you investigate the information? You can't even find out someone's family background!" Zheng Hefeng gritted his teeth in anger.

"Mr. Zhang said, someone was humiliating our young master just now?" The old man's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and the burly men in suits immediately stared at Zheng Hefeng in the car.

"No...you guys misunderstood, I..." Zheng Hefeng was so frightened that sweat continued to seep from his back.

The total value of a few ordinary cars exceeds tens of millions. If we make a bold assumption, all the cars in their family may be worth hundreds of millions.

The car alone costs hundreds of millions. How much does the house cost? How much money do their families have? How big is their company?

"I'm afraid he, like Zhang Mengyu, just grew up here. His real background must be unfathomable!" Zheng Hefeng has even begun to doubt whether this Haisheng Group can handle Xing Zhe's revenge if he wants to. Live.

The total market value of Haisheng Group is only over three billion. In the eyes of people like Xing Zhe, such a company is probably just garbage, right?

"Ah Hai," the old man said to a bodyguard beside him, "go find out who the boss of this company is."

"Uncle Wu, there's no need to check. The chairman of Haisheng Group is Zhou Yongkang." The bodyguard named A Hai said.

"Zhou Yongkang?" The old man rolled his eyes, "I don't know him, he's probably just a small businessman. How much is this company worth?"

"Probably just over three billion, right?"

"Only more than 300 billion? I will buy it directly tomorrow. Since the young master likes it, let him manage it then!"

At this moment, the area of ​​​​the shadow in Zheng Hefeng's heart is already infinite, only more than three hundred million? Did you say it was an acquisition? Why is a listed company just like a toy in the eyes of this old man? Moreover, this old man seemed to be just the housekeeper of Xing Zhe's family.

"This... let me forget it..." Xing Zhe already guessed from Zhang Menglong's expression that all this was arranged by Zhang Menglong.

He has been in an ordinary family since he was a child. Of course he knows that his family cannot have such power. This is obviously Zhang Mengyu who wants to take a breath for himself!

"I still prefer my own company, and I prefer to be an ordinary employee." Xing Zhe seemed to be telling the old man, but in fact he was speaking to Zhang Menglong.

With his ability, even if Zhang Menglong really gave him a company, he wouldn't be able to manage it well.

"This kid doesn't know how to make progress at all," Zhang Menglong shook his head, but everyone has his own ambitions, and he can't force anything. To be honest, for his brother who he grew up playing with, he spent three billion to buy a company for him. Just for fun, Zhang Menglong really didn't feel distressed at all.

As a normal person, would it feel bad to spend three yuan to buy a bottle of drink for a friend? This is Zhang Mengyu's mentality.

"Since that's the case, forget it," the old man glanced at Zhang Mengyu and got Zhang Mengyu's instructions from his eyes.

"Hey, Butler Wu, since Xing Zhe likes to go to work, let him go!" Zhang Mengyu persuaded, "What this kid likes most is to show off. If he doesn't go to work and squats at home all day, how much money can he make? Where can you show off your wealth? Where can you find an audience by pretending to be cool? We are all young people, I understand!"

"You know nothing!" Xing Zhe had already scolded Zhang Menglong in his heart. Since when did he, Xing Zhe, like to show off? This is obviously Zhang Mengyu's own idea.

After listening to Zhang Menglong's words, Chen Qiuyi couldn't help but laugh. She was extremely smart, so of course she knew that this was Zhang Menglong's coquettish manipulation. After so many years, Zhang Menglong's character was still the same playful character as before.

"If that's the case, then...hey, okay, young master, if you don't want to go to work anymore and want to inherit the family business, please tell me at any time and I will come to pick you up at any time!"

"Let's go!" The old man sighed, and the Bentleys drove away immediately.

"Xing Zhe, where do you work now? I remember you're also in a construction company?"

"Oh, a small company, Winbond Construction," Xing Zhe said after coming back to his senses.

Zhang Menglong took out his cell phone and dialed Mayor Zhu directly, "Uncle Zhu, I didn't disturb you, did I?"

"Haha, hazy, no, no, is something wrong?"

"Oh, that's it. The construction project of my factory area was handed over to Haisheng Group, right?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"That's right. Don't let them do this order. Leave it to Winbond Construction."

"Winbond Construction?" Mayor Zhu was stunned. He had never heard of the name of this company. He immediately asked his assistant to check the company's information.

"Such a small company?" Mayor Zhu said, "Hazy, although this company has a good reputation, its scale is too small. Their company's financial resources may not even be able to afford the initial construction materials!"

"It's okay. I can predict the project payment in advance and settle it directly in one go." Zhang Mengyu said.

"Since that's the case, there's no problem. I'll make arrangements now." Mayor Zhu couldn't help but ask one more question, "Do you have any conflicts with people from Haisheng Group?"

Mayor Zhu is not a fool, and Zhang Menglong will never inexplicably let a small company whose name he has never heard of to replace an established large enterprise like Haisheng in a multi-billion-dollar project.

"Help me investigate which Winbond construction company," Mayor Zhu whispered to his secretary, "see if there are any friends or classmates of Zhang Mengyu in this company."

"Oh, actually it's nothing," Zhang Mengyu said with a smile, "I just forgot to bring paper when I went to the toilet today, and I was in a bad mood."