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Chapter 1875 Two years later, when I saw Po again, he was already President Bao!
The most luxurious suites at the Peninsula Hotel offer views of the bustling Victoria Harbour through the windows. At this time, Hong Kong was still the financial centre of Asia Pacific, showing its final glory.

"Hey, you..." Wu Mingfan just came in and was about to chat, but was pushed down forcefully.

"Do not talk!"

The slim-fitting women's suit was thrown to the ground, and various other clothes were scattered everywhere. Betty completely let go of the burden in her heart.

The bright moonlight shone through the curtains. By this time, more than three hours had passed.

Wu Mingfan leaned against the head of the bed, reached out and took out a cigarette and gestured to the other party. When the other party nodded, he lit it with a lighter.

"Tear...Huh~" This feeling is unmatched.

Betty curled up her white body with her back turned, wondering what she was thinking.

"Regret it?" Wu Mingfan blurted out these three words after blowing out a smoke ring.

Her body trembled visibly. Betty wanted to turn around but felt she had no strength, as if her body was falling apart.

Her cheeks turned red.

"My salary is 100 million. When I was a ticket seller, I could never earn this much in my entire life!"

"So what is there to regret?" After saying this, as if to strengthen her confidence, Betty turned around with her hands, and regardless of the sweat, she leaned over and hugged him tightly.

"You bad guy!"

"Ah~" Wu Mingfan let out a soft sigh as his hand touched her skin.

After a little thought, he said, "Now I have changed my mind. I think the position of secretary is not suitable for you. Next you will become the vice president of the trading company!"

"I know you are not willing to be ordinary, so use your abilities to the fullest~"

"Ah?" Betty was stunned, her beautiful eyes blinking.

"Why...why!" The voice was trembling a little.

"Because I think you deserve success!"

When Wu Mingfan said this, the expression on his face was very serious, because opportunities always come to those who have courage.

……

On the 21st floor of Fu Kang Building, the spacious and bright boss' office gave people a feeling of depression because all personal belongings had been packed.

Wu Mingfan sat in the boss chair, his hands crossed on the desk, looking at the scenery outside the window, wondering what he was thinking.

"Knock knock knock!" There was suddenly a knock on the door.

"Come in~"

"Mr. Wu, the time is up!"

Betty walked in wearing high heels, with an elegant professional hairstyle and a colorful silk scarf around her neck, similar to the stewardess's attire. She wore a purple shirt inside and a finely crafted dark blue suit jacket outside.

She paired her lower body with a dark blue professional suit with the hem just past the middle of her thighs. The skirt was cut to fit her perfectly and brought out her curves very well. Her legs, wearing very thin skin-colored stockings, looked even whiter, tenderer and rounder.

She was wearing a pair of black high-heeled shoes, which made the curve of her legs more perfect. In short, compared with the waitress two years ago, Betty at this time looked like a dignified and elegant professional woman.

That’s right, it is already two years later. Wu Mingfan has decided to shift the focus of his career to Shanghai. Basically all companies have moved there, and he is going to say goodbye here today.

"Let's go~" Wu Mingfan stood up without any reluctance.

Betty is now the president of a trading company, mainly responsible for connecting with dealers in various provinces, but she still takes the suit off the hanger naturally, like a virtuous wife.

Wu Mingfan dressed neatly and took the last group of people downstairs to the airport. The reason why they stayed there was because of special circumstances. Mr. Bao was going to hold a banquet and the invitations had been sent, so they had to go.

"Gudong~"

Every time Wu Mingfan took a plane at Kai Tak Airport, he felt nervous, fearing that he would accidentally crash into the building next to him.

A few hours later, we landed at the Magic City Airport.

"Mr. Wu, Miss Xue~" After a few years, Yang Jingmao seemed to have gained some weight, and his head was almost showing the shape of a bald spot.

At this time, the Shanghai branch had been cancelled. In order to facilitate the management of the established group, the entire business was divided into four major sectors.

Needless to say, Wu Mingfan had not touched stocks since Black Monday more than two years ago. And because the Shanghai Stock Exchange was about to be established, this was also the reason why he made up his mind to come back. Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity, so he specially established a financial company.

Located in the industrial park in Pudong, more than a dozen factories produce clothing, glasses, electronic watches, toys and other commodities that are in short supply in the mainland.

Then there is the trading company, which is mainly responsible for sales to dealers in various provinces. Now Betty is in charge of this aspect.

Yang Jingmao is the deputy general manager. His smooth and tactful style perfectly complements Betty's capable and resolute work attitude.

Of course, the most important thing is international trade, which is controlled by Wu Mingfan himself. He is worried about everyone and his main goal is to save the people who are hungry and cold from the polar bears.

The profit of shipping high-proof alcohol mixed with water can at least increase 20 times!
After drinking, no one said a word.

Don't say that Wu Mingfan doesn't do business in a prudent manner. When those people are pushed to the limit, they drink antifreeze. The formula of alcohol mixed with water is the same as their vodka.

We also buy worn-out quilts from people in neighboring provinces and reprocess the cotton inside to make cotton-padded clothes.

Moreover, all the major state-owned factories were on the verge of closing down, and Wu Mingfan was their God of Wealth. All the food, canned goods, biscuits, noodles, etc., and the backlog of goods in the warehouses were sent to the north by train.

The big brothers must be well fed and clothed!

"Hala Shao~" He was so drunk that he was tilted and gave everyone a thumbs up.

What Wu Mingfan got were just some equipment. Those guys are so poor that they are almost bleeding. Don't expect them to trade in cash.

After the car left the airport, the prosperity gradually faded and the place became desolate. Every time I came back, the first thing I did was to inspect the factory.

The main point is four no's and two straight's!
Looking at the scenery outside the window and feeling the discomfort brought by the bumpy road, Betty frowned slightly and changed her sitting position.

"Boss Wu, why do you want to open a factory here?"

Wu Mingfan looked at the wasteland outside and made a bold statement.

“Pudong will become the center of the city in the future!”

"Oh, how could Pudong be the center of the Magic City?
"All the moms keep saying this every day!"

"I would rather have a bed in Puxi than an apartment in Pudong. Who would go to Pudong after having a full stomach? I think you are really crazy!" Betty complained in a low voice.

Wu Mingfan also understood, but if he had not witnessed such prosperity, he would probably not have believed what kind of changes Pudong, which was like a rural area, would undergo in the next few decades.

He didn't explain much, the next few years will prove everything.

After inspecting the factory, Wu Mingfan did not find any major mistakes and drove to the Peace Hotel with satisfaction. On the way, he bought his uncle's favorite Dingsheng cake, as well as some cakes that his two aunts liked.

I arrived at the Peace Hotel, took the elevator directly to the seventh floor, and knocked on the door of British Suite No. 72.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Uncle~" But when I pushed the door open, I didn't see anyone. There were only two ladies sitting in the reception area watching TV.

"Mingfan, here we come~"

"Uncle Nong is next door!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'll go over first." Wu Mingfan put the pastries on the table.

Come to the American Suite next door.

"Uncle!"

"Well, Mingfan is here~"

The uncle is still the same, just a little older in age. Of course, his mental state has always been good, otherwise why would he always find something to do?

But the one who has changed the most is Abao, who is standing in front of the window. Now he has become Mr. Bao!
At this time, Abao is no longer the same as he was two years ago. His slicked-back hairstyle makes him look particularly capable. He wears a well-fitting custom-made suit that was specially tailored for him by a Hongbang tailor. He also wears imported leather shoes, looking like a successful person.

"Mr. Bao!"

"Long time no see~" Wu Mingfan greeted and extended his hand.

But Abao's expression was a little subtle, with different emotions in his eyes, and the atmosphere in the whole suite became awkward.

To be continued~

(End of this chapter)