Chapter 598 (1/2)
”All right, you know? The investors outside know you and give you a loud name, Xuanling God of war. ” Jiang Xuanyan said seriously.
What Jiang Xuanyan said is no exaggeration. There are people outside who preach that Xuanling God of war will buy every stock. Even if he buys green stocks, they can be red, and the speculation is somewhat evil. Some people say that Dong Wenfeng is China Buffett, and even more, Dong Wenfeng is the biggest black hand in secretly manipulating stocks.
Moreover, many people began to play the idea of Dong Wenfeng, all ready to throw olive branches at Dong Wenfeng, and many people were ready to stab him in the back at any time.
”You should be careful. There are many large enterprises that are stronger than our company. If you want to go, I won't stop you. After all, you are at the forefront of the storm and it will be safer to go to the leading group.”
Jiang Xuanyan wanted to say these words plainly, but her face still couldn't stop showing some gloom.
”Danger? I'm not very afraid, but the company's big salary must be very high. ” Dong Wenfeng scratched his head and said slowly.
Jiang Xuanyan nodded silently.
”Yes, some companies have made sky high prices.” Jiang Xuanyan's originally dim little face became more cloudy.
”Does their company have beautiful women like you? You can also live in a villa together. If so, I may consider it. ” Dong Wenfeng said cheaply when the wind turned.
Jiang Xuanyan, who originally had a gloomy face, suddenly burst into a flower like smile.
”Let's say first. Our small company can't afford a great God like you. It's still comparable to the Xuanling God of war of Warren Buffett.”
Although the corners of the mouth were still hung with a smile that made all flowers ashamed to lower their heads, the beautiful narrow Danfeng eyes turned a big white eye.
”It's all right. I'll aggrieve myself. Stay in your little temple for a while.” Dong Wenfeng also said a little wronged.
Jiang Xuanyan was so angry that she wanted to throw the documents in her hand in her face. It seemed that Dong Wenfeng, who had known that she would throw the documents in her hand, dodged with a smiley face. After saying see you in the evening, he ran away and ran out of the office.
Watching Dong Wenfeng leave, Jiang Xuanyan's anger on her pretty face dissipated in an instant. Her jade like white and fair cheeks were as suffocating as Datura in the afternoon sun.
If the outside fanatical investors know that the God of war Yuhua they admire is such a fool, their chin will fall to the ground.
As dusk fell, the night light silently shrouded the busy steel city, and the yellowish street lights shone alone. In a bustling bar like the day, the stage was full of young men and women with fashion. Their bodies twisted and moved with the metal punk, as if releasing the pressure they suffered during the day.
Off the stage, or middle-aged people in elegant tuxedos who communicate quietly with each other, or old people who smile and watch the wanton dance on the stage, touch their silver hair and lament the infinite beauty of youth.
Yes, this is the celebration banquet of Xuanling branch.
In the crowd, a man and a woman sat there quietly, as if they were out of tune with the crowd next to pouring a cup of wine into their belly. However, the focus of the crowd never left them. From time to time, someone would hold a glass to toast them. Only the man would drink it up with a smile no matter who came, while the woman would smile like a smile, and the toaster would leave with a smile.