After hanging up the phone, Yu Fuguo immediately dialed Zhang Shaoyu's number.
After a few words, he ignored the displeasure of his mistress beside him and drove to the Yun Jian Club.
Upon arriving at the private room of the Yun Jian Club, Zhang Shaoyu was already waiting.
"You mean that Chen Zhuo wants to undertake big projects, the bigger the better?"
"Yes, judging by his tone, he doesn't think I have the capability to lead such a multi-billion dollar project, and he seems dismissive."
Zhang Shaoyu nodded and said, "That's natural. Let alone you, even I don't have such projects. Moreover, he's asking for such a high rate of return."
He chuckled and continued, "If there were such good, risk-free projects, would it be his turn to undertake them?"
How could he not know the financial might and influence of the Brotherhood? If they had such projects, the Brotherhood would undertake them themselves and make a fortune.
"Young Master Yu, then what should we do?" Yu Fuguo asked.
Zhang Shaoyu rubbed his hands, deep in thought.
He was also tempted by tens of billions of yuan and wanted a piece of the action.
As long as he could find a way to intercept even one percent, it would be tens of millions of yuan.
He wasn't short of money, but no one would say no to more money.
"Originally, I planned to set a trap and try to get something from Chen Zhuo, but it seems it's not that easy."
"Don't mess around," Zhang Shaoyu huffed. "Chen Zhuo, the branch manager of Long Teng, with his uncle being a big shot in the Long Teng Group, is an excellent pawn with great value."
"Moreover, this person is not as arrogant and brainless as he appears on the surface. On the contrary, he has a certain cunning and depth!"
This was the impression Chen Fan had given him at the gambling table last night.
He had thought about it carefully afterward and realized this was normal.
After all, if he were truly just a brainless rich second-generation heir, he wouldn't have been able to secure the position of general manager of the Kyoto branch with only the backing of Long Teng Group veterans.
Furthermore, Chen Fan's resume included overseas study experience.
Of course, Chen Fan's arrogant and overbearing demeanor had also left a deep impression on him.
Based on this understanding and recognition, controlling this pawn tightly required careful consideration.
He felt somewhat inadequate for this task.
"Young Master Yu?"
"Let's go, I'll take you to meet someone!" Zhang Shaoyu suddenly got up and said after a moment of thought.
"Huh?" Zhang Shaoyu was stunned for a moment, then understood.
Was Young Master Yu going to take him to meet the boss?
He was just an insignificant small fry in the organization, and he didn't even know the organization's name.
And this time, because of Chen Zhuo's appearance, he would get to meet someone even higher up in the hierarchy of Young Master Yu?
The two left and drove for half an hour before arriving outside a high-end residential complex.
Imperial Dragon Villas, in this prime location in Kyoto, was worth a fortune, with each house costing tens of millions.
After entering the complex, the two arrived outside a villa in the northwest part of the complex.
The villa's door was already open. As they entered, a nanny greeted them and led them into a spacious room, which was somewhat cluttered with various completed and unfinished paintings, as well as painting tools.
A young man sat in front of an easel, concentrating on applying paint to a canvas.
It was an oil painting of a woman, lifelike and exuding charm.
Zhang Shaoyu admired the painting without speaking.
Seeing this person, Yu Fuguo's heart jolted.
He knew the painter, named Mo Lan, a new and renowned artist.
Early last year, an oil painting by Mo Lan was auctioned for a staggering eighty million yuan, making him famous overnight and a top-tier artist.
There was certainly an element of hype involved, but it also indicated that this person's painting skills were truly extraordinary.
He hadn't expected such a well-known artist to be a member of the organization and Young Master Yu's superior.
The two quietly watched Mo Lan continue painting.
Finally, Mo Lan put down his brush, turned to Zhang Shaoyu, and asked, "What is it?"
He was nearing thirty, wore black-rimmed glasses, had shoulder-length hair, and exuded an artistic temperament.
"About that Chen Zhuo, I told you, he has ten billion yuan from Long Teng headquarters and can increase it. This person is ambitious and only wants to undertake large projects with high returns and good prospects. I'm not in a good position to arrange things."
"Is that so?" Mo Lan put down his brush and said, "Let's talk in the study."
Moving to the study, Mo Lan asked for the details and said, "I can't make the decision for a multi-billion dollar project. However, this Chen Zhuo is indeed very valuable. How about this, wait for my news!"
"Alright, how long do I have to wait?" Zhang Shaoyu asked.
"Tomorrow should be fine. If such matters can be arranged, they can be arranged quickly. If they can't be arranged, it means it's not worth investing this much!"
Yu Fuguo felt his heart pounding as he watched Mo Lan speak so casually.
What is strength? This is it!
With the backing of the organization, at Mo Lan's level, he could arrange connections for multi-billion dollar projects, achieving success in society. This was why he wanted to climb higher.
...
The next afternoon, seeing Yu Fuguo walk into his office, Chen Fan said casually, "Sit down and have some tea first!"
Sitting on the sofa, Yu Fuguo noticed several proposal documents placed nearby. Upon picking one up, he realized it was a project proposal.
These were proposals from companies seeking investment, meant for investors.
He glanced at them; they were all well-made, with well-planned projects and prospects.
However, the investment scale was not large, with the largest being only tens of millions.
Chen Fan finished his work and sat down, saying, "Old Yu, what's up? You're not actually going to have a good project for me, are you?"
"I actually do."
Yu Fuguo smiled and said, "However, it's not mine. I found it through a friend. It absolutely meets your requirements, with sufficient scale and excellent prospects."
"However, the risk is also relatively high. Are you interested, Brother Chen?"
"Did you bring the proposal?" Chen Fan asked.
"No!"
Yu Fuguo said, "I'm just an intermediary. You'll have to review the specific plan yourself. Besides, no matter how detailed or perfect the proposal is, it's useless if the person undertaking the project lacks the capability and execution power, right?"
"For you to say such things, Old Yu, just managing your small investment company is truly a waste of talent!"
"Brother Chen flatters me. How about it, if you're interested, I'll arrange for someone to come and talk now."
"Fine, you make the call!"
Chen Fan smiled and said, "What I lack are projects. As for the risk, what endeavor is without risk? I like to win, and if I win, I'll win big. If I do well, I'll soar to the heavens, and maybe there will be a position for me on the Long Teng board of directors!"
"Haha, they say Long Teng offers the most opportunities for employees. With Brother Chen's background, connections, and ability, it's hard not to take flight!"
"Yes, why should a woman like Han Shuying be in charge of Long Teng?"