Du Yuanpeng doubtfully asked Tong Mengyao, "Mengyao, if we keep walking forward, there will be guards guarding the area. It's the high-rise residential area of the government and people's street, does your family live there?"

"Hm!" "Uncle Dean, my house is over there. Please stop in front of it."

"Who is your father?" Du Yuanpeng curiously asked Tong Mengyao about her identity.

"Tong Haoming!"

"Ah?" "Your dad is Tong Haoming, Mayor Tong?"

Du Yuanpeng never thought that this pretty girl with the delicate face would be Mayor Tong's daughter, and seeing the infatuation in Tong Mengyao's eyes towards Hua Qianlou, it further confirmed that their relationship was not ordinary. Furthermore, Hua Qianlou might also be able to build a relationship with the political world because of this.

Du Yuanpeng brought Hua Qianlou to his "Yuanpeng Investment Co., Ltd." In his mind, Du Yuanpeng's investment studio would definitely be as luxurious as his investment company in Taiwan. He didn't expect Du Yuanpeng's investment company to be located in the office building of the Mansion of Light located in the center of the city.

"Yuanpeng Investment Co., Ltd." The doorways did not look very dazzling, only a few studios. Du Yuanpeng explained to Hua Qianlou who was beside him, "Young Master Hua, isn't Uncle's reputation just too shabby?"

Hua Qianlou had indeed thought so in his heart. First of all, this investment company was a far cry from his own "Fancy" investment company in Taiwan, and even compared to his own father's fund company. However, even though it was small, it was well-equipped. What Hua Qianlou wanted to see the most was not the size of Du Yuanpeng's company, but whether there were any decent people in the company.

"Uncle Du, you are already used to simplicity. I know that you do not want to waste this opportunity and after you successfully make a few stocks in the future, you can pick a new face right? I believe that will attract a lot of big customers, the company can better develop. "

"I'm old!" Old! Uncle Du's thoughts are already not as good as yours. Uncle Du only wants to earn some money for Feng Er so that he won't have to go out and cause trouble all day. "I'm really afraid that even this little bit of wealth of mine is not enough to stir up trouble for you." Du Yuanpeng glanced at Du Gang and sighed emotionally.

Du Gang knew that Du Yuanpeng was talking about him, so he pretended not to know. With a relaxed expression, his thoughts flew out into the nine heavens.

Although he hadn't been with Du Gang for long, he could roughly guess Du Gang's temperament. The fact that Du Gang had been promoted to the position of the commander of the unit made him realize the seriousness of Du Gang's actions. It seemed like Du Gang had offended someone he couldn't afford to offend.

After listening to Hua Qianlou, Du Gang turned around to look at his father's expression. With a glance, he noticed that Du Yuanpeng's sideburns had gained a lot of white hair. Du Gang felt as if his heart had been pierced by a needle. He felt extremely uncomfortable. All these years, he had been acting recklessly, and he had indeed added countless troubles for his father. However, his father was behind him, quietly bearing everything, just like a mountain, shielding his son from the countless storms, so that he could steadily move forward.

Du Gang had a cold nature and rarely smiled. He loved to fight against injustice the most, and from young till now, he had always relied on the principle of fists. Although, in the army because of his outstanding performance, plus outstanding military merits were promoted to the position of captain. However, the good news did not last long. During a farewell banquet for his comrades, he forcefully stood up for his comrades and beat up a greasy-faced kid who brought along a few bodyguards. It was only later on that he found out that this matter had already planted a root of disaster, and that greasy-faced kid actually had a powerful background behind him.

After leaving the army, Du Gang lived a muddleheaded life, a life of drunkenness and sleep. This was also the main reason why Hua Qianlou and Du Gang met each other at the bar. After listening to his father Du Yuanpeng's words, Du Gang realized that all these years he had wasted his life. He had been so selfish all these years. For his dream life, he let his parents live with worry and worry all the time. A trace of guilt arose in his heart. Du Gang finally reassessed his own life. He didn't know where the first rays of light that belonged to him would be.

Du Yuanpeng did not know that Du Gang's heart had undergone a tremendous change.

After hearing what Hua Qianlou said, Du Yuanpeng smiled proudly and said, "Let's go, Young Master Hua. We'll let you see Uncle Du's battlefield."

Hua Qianlou nodded and followed Du Gang and Du Yuanpeng into the operating room.

It was almost half past two in the afternoon, and there was only about half an hour left before the daily closing time. As soon as Du Yuanpeng entered the operating room, he felt a peculiar atmosphere. He turned to a man wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and asked, "Martin, what happened?"

The man called Martin, upon hearing Du Yuanpeng's voice, regained his composure and walked towards Du Yuanpeng and the other two, saying, "General Manager, the stock that we are dealing with, Fu Yuanda, has just sent a message to Little Shen saying that Fuyuan has reached a deal with a textile company in Inner Mongolia worth up to 8 million yuan, but the details are only known to the chairman of both sides, and it has already reached a 7% increase due to this, and the big board is now continuing to move towards 2600 points. We don't want to compete with those three, for fear that this cooperation will be a big highlight of our company's growth!"

"This …" After hearing Martin's report, Du Yuanpeng froze in place, unable to come to a decision.

Although this man called Martin had a slightly plump body, he could still be considered refined. Paired with his gold-rimmed glasses, he looked very much like a university teacher. "Has this plan been proposed by Fuyuan Corporation before?"

Martin scrutinized Hua Qianlou. Even though Hua Qianlou looked younger than him, his identity was definitely not ordinary when standing with Du Yuanpeng. Therefore, he replied to Hua Qianlou, "There had been a proposal in the past but I never expected that this negotiation would be brought forward so early. It was a full year earlier than planned. And the textile company in Inner Mongolia is a company on the verge of bankruptcy. I wonder what the Chairman of Fuyuan thinks? "

"What you think is not important. What's important is that the chairman of the board of directors of Fu Yuanda is not a fool. "If Fuyuan's share price rises, do you have enough money to keep it under control?"

Martin replied without any hesitation: "The current allocation of money is obviously not enough, we do not have the conditions to increase the price significantly yet. We originally intended to press and increase as we fought, making full use of the change in hands to lower the cost of the share price."

Hua QianXun turned to Du Yuanpeng and said, "Uncle Du, Fu Yuanda's company must be a piece of fat. However, with your current strength, you won't be able to control it at all. Therefore, if you continue to be like this, you will be tortured by the two main forces. At that time, not only will you lose a lot of money, but you will also miss out on many opportunities to raise your stock. "

"Young Master Hua, then what should we do?" Du Yuanpeng stared at Hua Qianlou with eyes full of hope and asked.

"We will first do what we need to, and then we will kill our way back to Fu Yuanda. Therefore, if we meet Gao Gu now, I have to try my best not to arouse his suspicions. "

"Ah?" Then wouldn't our months be all for nothing? " Martin looked surprised.

Du Yuanpeng thought about it and finally said to Martin, "Martin, arrange the shipment plan as soon as possible and do as Hua Qianlou says!"

"This …" Martin hesitated.

"Execute it immediately!" Du Yuanpeng said with a serious tone.

In the operating room, there were a total of nine people including Martin. Martin struck out with his palms in the air, "Pa!" "Pa!" A crisp sound echoed out. Martin said in a clear voice: "Everyone gather! We have a meeting!"

The other eight people quickly got up and surrounded Martin, waiting for his instructions with solemn expressions.

Hua Qianlou took a close look at these eight people and discovered that there were three women among the eight. Other than curiously looking at Hua Qianlou and Du Gang, there were no other people who glanced at the two of them.

Martin turned to Du Yuanpeng and asked, "General Manager, how much shares will be sold?"

Du Yuanpeng did not answer Martin directly. Instead, he turned his gaze towards Hua Qianlou. This made Martin more curious about Hua Qianlou's identity. He did not know why this person, who was a few years younger than him, had such great charisma. He wanted Du Yuanpeng to be the one to decide the decision of the company.

"How many are there today, and how many are sold? At most, no more than 100 million chips." Seeing that there was no more time left to close the plate, Hua Qianlou ordered Martin.

Since Hua Qianlou's words represented Du Yuanpeng's decision, and after Martin heard Hua Qianlou's orders, he said to his eight subordinates, "We are going to sell a hundred million of Fuyuan chips and carry out the fifth plan."

"Yes sir!" The eight answered in unison, and then each returned to their respective seats.

In order to facilitate management, Martin gave the eight operators a simple number. When he replied to the order, he gave them the names of the stocks and gave them the numbers as personal names. For example: The share name is Fuyuan, while the worker is eight people. It's called Fuyi, Fu-Er and Fu-San. Fuji.

Martin also returned to his computer and looked at the time. There were only 20 minutes left until the closing time, and he knew that it was impossible to sell 100 million chips in such a short amount of time. However, what he needed to do now was to ensure that the benefits he could sell would be maximized in the shortest amount of time possible.