Zhang Hong from the investment company chuckled, "I find this young man quite unfamiliar. Do you know what thirty-five hundred million yuan means? Furthermore, I doubt you could even come up with a fraction of it!"
"To you, it might be a lot, but to me, this sum is nothing!"
Mu Feng was speaking the truth, but to others, it sounded like an egregious exaggeration.
You Kewei's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed forward, asking, "Can you, sir, really produce thirty-five hundred million yuan?"
At this moment, he had completely forgotten about Cheng Xiao, the "femme fatale."
Mu Feng nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "Of course. This amount is not an issue at all!"
"Sir, if you can truly provide it, I'm willing to serve you tea and water, and be your secretary!" You Kewei said with great excitement, as he desperately needed to cash out and leave.
You Kewei, who understood the art of judging people, felt that Mu Feng was a person of miracles; if he said he could do it, he certainly could.
However, Zhang Hong was displeased. He said with a smile, "Mr. You, now I understand why your company is failing. It's because you lack discernment. This kid, forget thirty-five hundred million, can he even produce thirty-five yuan?"
Mu Feng merely glanced at him politely, ignoring him, and pulled out a bank card, handing it over.
You Kewei felt the weight of the bank card, and tears welled up in his eyes as he said, "Sir, you are my grandfather, my reborn grandfather!"
"The password is six zeros. Go and use it yourself!" Mu Feng said indifferently.
Zhang Hong scoffed from the side, "I want to see if you can actually produce that much money!"
He spoke with utter confidence, as the young man before him, especially his attire, was too ordinary to possibly possess such wealth.
You Kewei hurried to the finance department. After a long while, he rushed back out, his face full of excitement.
He quickly and carefully handed the bank card back to Mu Feng, saying, "The money has arrived, it truly has arrived!"
"How is this possible? All thirty-five hundred million yuan have been transferred?" Zhang Hong was still in disbelief.
You Kewei directly handed over a receipt, saying, "Just look for yourself, and you'll know. Fifteen hundred million yuan, truly laughable. The boss is willing to pay so much, what a world of difference between him and you!"
"You!" Seeing himself being mocked, Zhang Hong felt like spitting out a mouthful of blood.
But when he took the receipt, he was completely dumbfounded.
After all, this receipt was undeniable. These thirty-five hundred million yuan had been spent as solid cash.
"How is this possible? You actually have so much money?" Zhang Hong felt extremely awkward.
Mu Feng ignored him and said to You Kewei, "So, your company is mine now, correct?"
"That is of course true, Mr. Mu. All assets here belong to you, including all artist contracts!" he said respectfully.
You Kewei rubbed his hands and continued, "If it's alright, sir, could you let me stay with the company in some capacity? After all, this company was originally mine, and I have considerable experience in management!"
He said this with immense happiness, as he had successfully cashed out. It could be said that he no longer had any connection to this company.
If he could find some work in the company and earn some extra income, why not?
Mu Feng nodded without hesitation, "Of course, no problem. However, there's someone I need to ask you about..."
As they spoke, they walked into the chairman's office.
Mu Feng skillfully sat in the boss's chair, crossed his legs, and said, "To pick up where we left off, does your company have a manager named Yang?"
"Of course, his name is Yang Gao. There aren't many people named Chen here."
You Kewei was a bit puzzled why Mu Feng wasn't mentioning anything else.
"Then bring him here. I'd like to see what kind of devil he is!" Mu Feng said, rubbing his nose.
You Kewei sensed a bad tone from his words, understanding that this fellow must have offended Mu Feng and would not have a good outcome.
"Sir, please wait a moment, I'll call him right away!"
After he stood up, he even smiled ingratiatingly at Cheng Xiao, as in his opinion, Cheng Xiao had now attached herself to the big boss and was no longer someone he could afford to offend.
"Boss, I didn't expect you to become the owner here?"
Cheng Xiao's beautiful eyes flickered. At this moment, she truly felt like she was in another lifetime; her boss had changed hands in an instant.
Mu Feng leaned back in the boss's chair and said, "This time, if I want to ban you, I will. If I don't, I won't!"
"Oh no, I'm so scared, please don't ban me, Mr. President!"
She stuck out her small pink tongue, revealing a pair of adorable dimples, and even started acting.
"Ahem, I was just joking. Let's not talk about this, let's not talk about this!" He quickly waved his hand.
Meanwhile, in his own office, Yang Gao, the Mr. Yang from last night, had no idea that the company had been acquired.
His hand was in a cast, and he was sitting alone, bored, playing a shooting game on his computer.
"Damn it, I'm going to kill you. Once I find your whereabouts, I'll make sure to finish you off!" Yang Gao wished he could kill Mu Feng.
Suddenly, without anyone knocking, the office door was pushed open.
Seeing this, Yang Gao slammed the table, annoyance evident, "What kind of service is this? Do you know what you're doing?"
"Are you talking to me?" You Kewei strode in with a group of people.
"Ah? Mr. You, I didn't mean that. You have to let me explain!" Upon seeing his direct superior, Yang Gao was instantly terrified and flustered.
You Kewei chuckled, "Now, please come with me to the new chairman's office!"
"What? Mr. Yang, I don't quite understand what you mean!"
"Why so many questions? You'll know once you come with me!"
And so, the two quickly arrived at the chairman's office.
"I'll go get the boss a cup of water. You go in first and have a good chat. Remember to keep your posture low, or I won't be able to save you!"
Yang Gao nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes!"
Upon pushing open the door, he was instantly stunned. Sitting in the boss's chair was a young man.
Moreover, that young man was exactly like the one he encountered last night. Enraged, he cursed, "It's you? Do you know where this place is? The chairman's office! What kind of status do you have to dare to sit here? Can you not defile the air?"
"I am your boss, why can't I sit here?" Mu Feng closed the laptop on the desk.