Chapter 2358 Quiet Night Thoughts

Women's intuition is really powerful, especially at times. When the night was quiet, Ma Ling looked at Feng Yiping who was hugging her, "Are you worried?"

"Oh, no, go to sleep," Feng Yiping kissed her on the forehead.

"Is it because of the phone call just now, right?" Ma Ling asked.

Seeing her insistence, Feng Yiping did not hide it anymore, "Something,"

He kept thinking that Mr. Zhou's phone call should have another meaning.

When he talked about his success in the real industry and high-tech fields, he emphasized the high risks contained in the financial market, especially the unreliable practitioners in the US financial industry, and he might also hope that he could grasp the key points of development.

Behind those words, there should be the worry that he might shift the focus of his career in the future because of the quick money in the financial field.

It is even possible that behind this concern and worry, there may be some people who are higher than Mr. Zhou.

From their level, for example, even if Buffett's wealth may exceed Bill Gates, or even several times that of Bill Gates, they will still firmly support and look favorably on Bill Gates.

Because fundamentally, Bill Gates creates wealth mainly through product research and development, while Buffett makes money mainly through money.

He and his company do not directly create benefits themselves. The benefits they get come from the companies they invest in.

For example, his investment in PetroChina, which has made a lot of money, is not because he invested in PetroChina, so PetroChina has achieved such results, but because PetroChina has achieved such results, they have made a lot of money.

His extraordinary thing is that four years ago, he keenly discovered that PetroChina's stock price was undervalued and boldly started...

Therefore, for a country, especially a big country like us, it is naturally the former, people and companies like Bill Gates who founded Microsoft are more important.

Countries like Switzerland can regard finance as a pillar industry, but our country cannot and will not, because we cannot have an international environment like Switzerland.

Even if I was conservative before, my steady enough development pace should be appreciated by Mr. Zhou and some senior executives.

To be honest, even in the real industry, there is no shortage of talent in China, whether it is Mou Shoufu, who traded department stores for airplanes, or the later Delong Group, or the Greencool Group that completely collapsed a few months ago...

If they can walk more steadily, they may make a difference and change the pattern of one or several industries.

But without exception, after they tasted the sweetness in the financial field, they put the cart before the horse. The real industry is no longer the focus, but only the help of their maneuvers in the financial field.

Since then, they have gone further and further on the road of capital operation, and their determination is not enough, or in other words, they are increasingly dominated by the gambler mentality, so they take risks and eventually turn this road into a road of no return.

From a large perspective, the failure of some promising companies can also be said to be the failure of our society in some aspects.

Given that Jiasheng in China has already obtained a large amount of financing from banks, and now they have invested heavily in the real estate securities market in the United States, gambling that there will be big problems in the US financial system.

Although the US financial system seems to be in big trouble, compared with its usual stability, Feng Yiping understands that his recent moves may cause some people, including Mr. Zhou, to worry.

Such worries are understandable, but only Feng Yiping himself knows that such worries are completely unnecessary.

He does not think he is so noble, let alone great, but over the years, he has always insisted on one thing: love money, so he has accumulated huge wealth, but not everything is centered on money.

He always believes that the reason why he has come to this point steadily is that his pursuits other than money have contributed greatly.

So whether it is 1997, 2001, or now, the fundamental purpose of his series of operations in the financial field is money, but not money.

Because the funds he earned through these operations are the favorable support for the steady development of his company in recent years.

But frankly speaking, although he has always held such a belief, now thinking about the profits he can get from those credit default swaps after the subprime mortgage crisis ends, and the profits he will get from oil futures next year, those figures that make him, the world's richest man Bill Gates, the stock god Buffett... or everyone in the world feel amazing, really make most of the businesses he is working hard on now not worth mentioning.

In this case, the idea of ​​doing those things flashed again and again.

"Hey, how about we go downstairs?" He suddenly suggested to Ma Ling.

Ma Ling didn't hesitate at all, "Okay!"

The two of them put on a robe over their pajamas, and when they went downstairs, they sneaked into their son's room to take a look. When Vincent slept, he was as quiet as ever, even covering himself with the quilt.

The two of them looked at the sleeping little guy for a while, chuckled and left their son's room, and went downstairs quietly. That style really looked like a young man who was having a secret tryst behind his parents' backs.

As soon as he went out, Ma Ling immediately wrapped himself in his pajamas, "Haha, it's cold,"

"That's good," Feng Yiping untied his pajamas and wrapped Ma Ling in, "This is called being close to me and warming you up,"

"Hehe," Ma Ling's hand went around his back and held his hand. The two of them wandered in the growing yard like conjoined twins.

"I like this time. This time always makes me feel warm and happy," Ma Ling looked up at him. Under the light, her eyebrows were curved and her smile was as beautiful as a flower.

"Me too," Feng Yiping kissed her. Ma Ling immediately closed her eyes and kissed back on tiptoe.

This kiss, in a trance, had the taste of when they first met.

"This is so good," Ma Ling leaned against Feng Yiping.

"Yes, it's so good!" Feng Yiping forgot the question he was thinking about before.

Ma Ling saw Feng Yiping's relaxed brows, and then they frowned again, "Ping, what are you thinking about?"

"Nothing," Feng Yiping hugged her and walked forward slowly, "I'm just thinking, is my persistence worth it?"

Originally, he had a more relaxed and free way to go, making a lot of money, spending a lot of money, spending money on luxury houses, luxury cars, private jets and yachts, spending money on dating female stars, stamp collection and supermodels...

Although he might not have achieved what he has now, and he would not have won the love and respect of so many people if he took that path, but at least he would not have to bear so many burdens like he does now.

"This," Ma Ling frowned, "I don't think it's a problem at all. If you think it's worth it, then it's worth it,"

"Because I think that except for yourself, no one else is qualified to evaluate you,"

"Haha," Feng Yiping hugged her, "It's great to have you,"

Ma Ling also hugged Feng Yiping tightly, feeling the temperature on his body, feeling his heartbeat, and the whole person was a little intoxicated, "Me too,"

The night was gentle, and the two of them were in the yard, just stopping or walking, just like those men and women in love, not caring about anything except each other.

Feng Yiping also gradually realized that experiences like tonight were rare, so they were addicted. If they could do this every day, it would obviously not be very attractive.

Ma Ling later fell asleep in his arms. Feng Yiping held her and sat down on the swing, but thought a lot.

The problem was no longer focused on the possible worries of Teacher Zhou and others, nor was it whether some of his insistence was worth it, but mainly focused on the future development of his company.

As the night deepened and became quieter, looking at Ma Ling sleeping in his arms and the night light in his son's room, some thoughts gradually became clear.

He himself did not realize that his repeated calm thinking was making him mature and firm little by little.

In other words, every time he thought deeply, he grew up a little.

After holding Ma Ling back to the bedroom, he ran to the study and sent an email to the company's general manager-level executives regardless of what time it was. The content of the email seemed to have nothing to do with his initial thinking, and it was quite metaphysical and empty, "Please think about a question, how can we balance the present and future of the company?"

But in the morning, Ma Ling, who was in a particularly good mood, said something that made Feng Yiping a little worried, "Annie has already booked a trip to China,"