Chapter 1,182 I Just Sell Washing Powder [Happy Mid-Autumn Festival]

When she heard Chen Mo laughing, Mrs. Zhang was displeased. When she saw that Chen Mo looked like a fairy, Mrs. Zhang's face became even more ugly. She was about to have a fit when she suddenly heard Yang Fei laugh and say: "It's really funny."

Just when Mrs. Zhang was furious, Yang Fei said calmly: "We just told a joke, do you want to hear it?"

Li Lifu asked: "What kind of joke is this?"

Yang Fei had enough time to tell a cold joke: "Chang'e and Hou Yi had a quarrel, and Hou Yi said angrily: You are so powerful, why don't you go to heaven! Well, everyone knows what happened next."

Chen Mo had already stopped smiling, but when he heard this, he laughed again, as cool and charming as a white plum blossom in full bloom.

Zhang Lifu was stunned for a moment, and laughed in agreement: "It's funny, it's funny, why don't you go to heaven? In the end, he really went to heaven."

Mrs. Zhang's face darkened and she remained silent.

Zhang Lifu looked at Yang Fei and asked, "What's your surname? You look familiar, but I just can't remember where I saw you?"

Many people who think they are famous always feel that everyone in the world should know them. However, except for the people around you, except for the few groups of people who follow you, and except for the people in your small circle, there are many outsiders who don’t know you. Go!

It's like a certain star in later generations, who boasts of being famous all over the world, leaves the airport and hires more than a dozen bodyguards to support him and clear the way, shouting to get out of the way, get out of the way. His majesty is comparable to that of the Qipin County Grand Master in ancient times. Unfortunately, the surrounding people The tourists go about their own business and don't even look at the celebrities, because everyone is busy with their own lives and no one pays attention to these so-called traffic stars.

Yang Fei is very self-aware, and he never feels that he has friends all over the world, let alone that he is a big shot, so it is normal for others not to know him.

After hearing Zhang Lifu ask about himself, Yang Fei introduced himself modestly: "Boss Zhang, just call me Yang Fei."

"Yang Fei? Well, you are so young. I guess your family's industry is very prosperous?"

"Haha, I don't dare to take it seriously. I'm just starting my own business."

Zhang Lifu said: "Is this your wife? She is very dignified and elegant, with a superb temperament. It can be seen that she is a learned and knowledgeable person like you."

Chen Mo blushed and was about to explain that she was just a secretary, not Mrs. Yang Fei, but she heard Yang Fei speak.

Yang Fei smiled slightly: "Yes, she and I graduated from the same school. In terms of knowledge, we are indeed similar."

Chen Mo pursed his lips and looked at him.

Yang Fei stretched out his hand, shook her hand, and whispered: "All the couples here today, just be my girlfriend for a day."

Chen Mo said: "My girlfriend is different from my wife. Aren't you afraid that Mr. Su will misunderstand you?"

Yang Fei said: "She won't know, it's okay if she misunderstands."

Chen Mo was startled and wanted to take his hand out, but he held it tightly.

Gudel and Du Meiqi led a couple over.

These two guests were about fifty years old. You didn't have to bother guessing. They looked like a couple at first glance, because they were holding hands, similar in age, and dressed in matching clothes. They even looked like husband and wife.

Needless to say, the last person to come must be Wu Zehan sitting next to Yang Fei.

Wu Zehan is tall, fat, and has a big belly. He is wearing suspenders like those often worn by wealthy people in Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas. At first glance, he looks a bit like Zheng Zeshi, the star who plays Fat Cat.

"Oops, I'm late and kept everyone waiting." Wu Zehan has a loud voice, and his voice is resonant. He attracted the attention of everyone in the room as soon as he opened his mouth.

Wu Zehan repeatedly handed over his hands, and then, under the guidance of Du Meiqi, he sat down in his seat.

This person is very afraid of heat. How many steps did he walk? Beads of sweat already appeared on his forehead.

His wife took out a tissue and thoughtfully wiped the sweat from his head.

Chen Mo whispered: "Look, these are a couple, how loving they are."

Yang Fei said: "Then you also love me."

Chen Mo rolled her eyes at him: "You are sweating a lot, let me wipe it for you!"

Yang Fei said: "Love does not necessarily require wiping sweat, right? You can also give me chicken legs to eat."

Chen Mo smiled: "With you, sooner or later I will faint from your laughter."

Yang Fei took a general look at the seats where he was sitting. The people sitting at the first row of tables were all rich and powerful people.

Even popular celebrities like Yang Yuying were placed in the second row. This shows that those sitting in the first row are wealthy people.

After Wu Zehan sat down, he took out his business card with a smile, handed one to Yang Fei and Zhang Lifu, and said with a smile: "We all know each other by fate, and we will take care of each other in the future. I am a book publisher, and I am running a small business. Please give me some advice from the two bosses. .”

Yang Fei took the business card with both hands and looked at it carefully.

As expected, they are separated by mountains and rivers. The two of them are in different fields. No wonder they don't recognize each other.

Mrs. Zhang said: "Selling books? How much money can you make? How many people are reading books these days?"

Yang Fei smiled softly, thinking that this man is really a stick!

Anyone who knows the industry knows that book publishing is a real huge profit industry, known as the second money printing factory!

The degree of huge profits from book publishing is second only to primary and secondary education and real estate, which has caught up from behind.

And the book publishing in 1999 was even more profitable.

Especially the kind of people who can cooperate with major primary and secondary schools across the country to publish copybooks and teaching aids suitable for primary and secondary school students across the country, even more quietly, making money and making their hands cramp!

On Wu Zehan's business card, it was written that a certain publishing group was world-famous for publishing educational books. When Yang Fei was in school, he bought their teaching aid materials, which cost dozens of yuan more, or even Hundreds of dollars, thousands of people in a school, hundreds of thousands of primary and secondary school students in a city, millions of primary and secondary school students in a province, and hundreds of millions of students across the country. After all, the sales and profits are really amazing!

No wonder Wu Zehan can sit at this table!

This organizer is organizing a charity auction, and they rely on these rich people to pay the bill, so their judgment of people is definitely not wrong!

After hearing what Mrs. Zhang said, Wu Zehan was not angry. He always had a smiling expression on his face: "We are just making a little money. I wonder what business you two are in?"

Before Zhang Lifu could answer, Mrs. Zhang smiled proudly and said: "Our family is engaged in medicine. You see, as long as you are an individual, you have to get sick, right? When you get sick, you have to go to the hospital, right? Yes. In the hospital, we have to use our medicine!”

Wu Zehan nodded repeatedly: "Medicine is good. Medicine is a popular industry that makes money. There are more than one billion people in the country, and everyone can't live without medicine!"

Mrs. Zhang smiled proudly and said: "Our company makes many kinds of drugs, especially anti-cancer drugs, which are very expensive. The cost is only..."

Zhang Lifu coughed heavily, interrupted his wife's words, and then said with a smile: "The medical business is not as easy as before. It's just a living."

Yang Fei thought to himself, the people who can sit at this table are indeed unusual. The pharmaceutical industry is also a huge profit among huge profits!

As for Zhang Lifu and Wu Zehan, they were both highly cultivated people, and their speech and behavior were very decent. Except for Mrs. Zhang who was a bit fussy, everyone else behaved very politely and well-educated.

Mrs. Zhang looked at Yang Fei: "Handsome man, what kind of business does your family do?"

Yang Fei said calmly: "I sell washing powder."

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but giggle, then covered her mouth with her hand, looked at the sky, and said with a half-smile: "Are you selling washing powder?"

Then, there is no more.