My Age of Investment

  Chapter 475 Peacemaker (I also go to Elder 44)

  An energetic male voice rang out from the crowd, full of majesty.

  The crowd separated again.

  An old man who was nearly 60 years old walked in from the crowd with his hands on his back, with a few people behind him.

   "Mr. Wang, you are here at the right time, look at..."

  The bald king limped up and leaned forward, facing the old man, taking a mouthful of "you" with a look of flattery.

The old man directly ignored the hand that the bald middle-aged man handed out, and looked at Xia Jingxing with a smile on his face. He handed out both hands at the same time, "Mr. Xia, you are frightened, and the hospitality today was poor. On behalf of Jin Mao, I would like to say sorry to you. ."

  Xia Jingxing didn't even react, her hand was caught by the opponent, and then she kept shaking.

  All the passers-by around were stunned. Which one is this?

  People who knew the old man turned their eyes to Xia Jingxing, and their eyes were full of exploration and guesswork.

  Captain Hu was secretly frightened and careless. Fortunately, he didn't force it, otherwise he would be miserable.

  The bald man, Mr. Wang, was puzzled. He looked at Rosie, who was also confused.

  Rao Lei walked out from behind and introduced the old man to Xia Jingxing: "This is the president of Jinmao Group, Wang Baocheng, and Mr. Wang!"

  Xia Jingxing reacted in an instant, added a little strength in his hand, and started shaking the other party again, “Mr. Wang, hello, hello, I’m fine, I’m sorry to bother you because of this trivial matter.”

  As for Jin Mao’s details, Xia Jingxing is very clear. The project started in 1992 and spent 5 billion yuan at that time. The chief designer has reviewed and personally approved the project.

   Therefore, behind the building property owner Fang Jinmao Group is a central enterprise-Sinochem Group.

  The old man in front of him is also a leader of a state-owned enterprise with a high level.

  Seeing the other party's face-to-face like this, Xia Jingxing would naturally not put on airs, calling each other friendly and shaking hands friendly.

  Wang Baocheng looked at Xia Jingxing with a smile, and said: “For Vision Capital to settle in Jinmao, we, as the management of the building, express 10,000 welcome.

  If you have any needs later, Mr. Xia, just mention it to the building, and we will do everything we can to satisfy. "

  Xia Jingxing smiled, “Jinmao is very good. We are very satisfied with the office environment and facilities here. In the entire magic city, we can’t find a better one.”

   "That's good! That's good!" Wang Baocheng smiled.

  Xia Jingxing feels that, in fact, as a tenant of the first floor of Jinmao Building, Envision Capital said that the cooperation is not too big.

  Now that Wang Baocheng has come forward as the president, more should be better than himself and the capital behind him. Maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation someday?

  Be a man beforehand, the old man is also a matter of time, and he deserves to be a leader of a state-owned enterprise.

  Wang Baocheng and Xia Jingxing exchanged for a while, at this time they finally brought up the matter of the conflict.

  Xia Jingxing glanced at the bald man Wang, whose face was changing, and smiled and said to Wang Baocheng: “I just had a meal with a friend, and my friend had a bit of quarrel with those two.

  The manager Wang rushed over, aggressively, pulling my friend by the collar.

  My security consultant was a little worried about my safety, so he subconsciously defended himself.

  It's just that the action may be a bit bigger. "

  Speaking of this, Xia Jingxing gave Zhang Chenguang a glance. The latter lowered his head, knowing that he had not handled it well enough.

  Zhang Chenguang knew that when the conflict had just occurred, he should actually use his hand, so that if he tried to persuade him, he would explain the past.

  Use the legs, in fact, to help Deng Fenghua breathe out a sigh.

  He just noticed that it was the old man who robbed his girlfriend. He hates this kind of thing very much, he himself has a chivalrous spirit.

  No matter what, he is his bodyguard and friend, Xia Jingxing will naturally help to justify.

  It is impossible to get rid of all the responsibilities. There are too many bystanders, maybe there is monitoring.

  So Xia Jingxing could only make up as much as possible. He explained to Wang Baocheng: “You know, they are veterans, and they don’t slack in their usual training, so they are much stronger than ordinary people.”

  Wang Baocheng has almost figured it out. The quarrel has been upgraded to a fight, or it can’t be called a fight, just a unilateral KO, just a kick.

  This matter is said to be big and not big, it is not small nor small.

  They Jinmao Tower is the place where things happened. He is here again now, completely out of the way, that is impossible.

  Thinking of this, he glanced at Wang Changrong, whose expression was changing.

  He knows this person. The vice president of Huaying Securities, the tenant of the building, can be considered a bit of energy in Modu, not a small person.

  But it also depends on who to compare with!

  He glanced at Xia Jingxing and decided to earn personal affection from this billionaire.

   Thinking of this, Wang Baocheng gave Wang Changrong a meaningful look, and then said to the diners around: "Everyone is gone, it's a misunderstanding."

  Captain Hu is also a keen eye, and quickly greeted the security team to persuade the crowds of diners.

  Wang Changrong glanced at Xia Jingxing, his eyes flickering. According to the analysis of the information currently available, this may be a big man.

  At least Wang Bao Chengdu wants to sell his face.

  Thinking of this, Wang Changrong suddenly felt that the pain in his leg was no longer so much.

  Wang Baocheng looked at Wang Changrong, smiled and said, "Little Wang, when I was eating with you the other day, Mr. Lin, he still praised you with me, hahaha~"

After a burst of hearty laughter, Wang Baocheng pointed to Xia Jingxing again, “This is Mr. Xia Jingxing who has returned from the United States. When I was in a meeting of the ministries and committees, the leaders praised him, saying that he is a national leader and has A patriotic entrepreneur."

  Hearing this, how could Wang Changrong still not understand, this is to persuade himself to forget it?

  He didn't express his opinion casually, and tried to recall in his head, who was a bit familiar with Xia Jingxing, but suddenly he couldn't remember.

  Wang Baocheng said with a smile: “In fact, it’s just a little misunderstanding. Let’s go to my office and have a cup of tea. I will be a middleman for the two of you, and it will be fine to solve the misunderstanding.”

  In this way, Wang Baocheng led the two teams to his office.

  There are some things that are inconvenient to talk about in this large court.

  While in the elevator, Wang Changrong looked at Xia Jingxing carefully again, and he almost remembered who it was.

  It's not that he has a bad memory, but that Xia Jingxing has too few appearances. Many people only hear his name and can't recognize him when they meet.

  If you don’t swipe the screen as often as Jack Ma, and have a unique appearance, it is not easy for a low-key entrepreneur to remember his appearance.

  I have read relevant news and may remember the company name and name, but the appearance is easy to forget.

  Especially the Internet media is not so developed right now, and Xia Jingxing's rise is too fast. Many of his online photos stayed in Silicon Valley when he was wearing T-shirts, still shaved an inch.

  Recently, he has medium-length hair and is wearing a suit. He looks a lot more mature.

  Unfamiliar people may really be regarded as two people.

  At the floor of Jin Mao Group, Wang Baocheng brought the two parties into the meeting room.

   After greeted the administrative staff to give each party a cup of tea, juice, coffee and other drinks, Wang Baocheng, who was sitting in the first place, began to "make peace."

   "Xiao Wang, you are also the vice-president of a securities company. Why do you pull people's collar like a stunned boy?"

  Wang Baocheng is going to pick Wang Changrong first. Who calls him weak?

  Wang Changrong said in a huff: "Mr. Wang, you have to ask what the kid said, I am embarrassed to say it."

  Rosie, who was sitting on the side, blushed to the base of her neck, and pulled Wang Changrong's sleeve to signal to stop talking.

  Wang Baocheng looked at Deng Fenghua and asked, "Young man, what did you say, making Xiao Wang so angry."

  Deng Fenghua hesitated for a long time without saying anything. Finally, he looked at Xia Jingxing and asked the latter for advice.

   "It doesn't matter, you just say it straight." Xia Jingxing nodded lightly.

  Deng Fenghua said lightly: "I saw Rosie holding an old man's hand, so I thought she had fished an old man..."

  Xia Jingxing gave Deng Fenghua a glance, you are really straightforward.

  Xia Jingxing is not sure whether the two are father and daughter.

  According to the scene just now, he guessed that there is a high probability that the father and daughter are the real ones.

  But it is not ruled out that some people like to play this kind of role playing.

  Wang Changrong sneered again and again, “According to what you said, in the future, the child will not be able to hold the old father’s hand when he gets older?”

  Deng Fenghua still did not believe that the two were really father-daughter, and retorted: "Then why are you surnamed Wang and her surname Luo."

   "My mother's last name and I!" Rosie replied actively.

  Deng Fenghua’s short-circuited head was instantly connected. He had just insisted that the two were acting.

  Especially when so many outsiders were onlookers, the two of them dared not expose this “scene” and deliberately pretended to be a father and daughter, and at the same time, they could stigmatize themselves and win the support and sympathy of the people around them.

   "Are you really father and daughter?" Deng Fenghua still didn't believe it.

  Wang Changrong finally knew how stupid people can be. He sighed, looked at Rosie, and said decisively: "You make a phone call and ask your mother to send the hukou book."

  Rosie gave an "Oh" and immediately took out her mobile phone and started to dial.

   "Hey, mom, you take our household registration book to Jin Mao Tower..."

  Seeing this scene, Deng Fenghua suddenly became a little flustered. He looked at Xia Jingxing and wanted to ask for advice.

Zhang Chenguang beside    touched his nose, a little embarrassed, because he had always held the same viewpoint as Deng Fenghua.

  Xia Jingxing scratched his eyebrows. If he had been half-believing just now, he was almost convinced by now.

  This is so special, the storyline is a bit brain-burning.

  　All the additions have been paid off, and there is no debt.

  (End of this chapter)