Mixed in 1980

Chapter 279 The World's Richest Man
After hanging up the phone, Chen Fan went into the alley, bought a pack of cigarettes, sat on the doorstep, and started smoking, occasionally grinning and chuckling foolishly.

Zeng Ali came out and sat down next to him, teasingly saying, "What good news is there? Look how happy you are, you're like a fool."

"Honey, we've struck it rich!"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Ali was both amused and exasperated: "Our family has had a smooth and successful year. When have we ever made less money? Is it really necessary to be so happy about making a little money?"

Chen Fan chuckled, grabbed his wife, and gave her a deep kiss on the cheek: "It's different. The Japanese have already cashed out and left."

Zeng Ali blushed slightly. This was the main entrance, and there were quite a few people in the alley: "How much do you earn?"

Chen Fan chuckled and said, "The real estate business netted a little over 10 billion US dollars, but the bulk of the revenue came from the stock market, where we netted over 250 billion US dollars."

Zeng Ali was slightly taken aback.

Although I had seen the reports before and had a general idea of ​​the numbers, I was still surprised to hear that so much money had actually been cashed out.

With the addition of the $150 billion in futures, Chen Fan made a total of $410 billion from this one transaction.

How many zeros were there after that?

While she was still in a daze, she was kissed again, and Chen Fan's voice came from beside her ear: "Wife, do you know how much the richest man on the Forbes list has?"

Zeng Ali said, "The Japanese devil, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi, is a real estate tycoon in Japan. With the booming real estate market in recent years, his net worth has increased to more than 200 billion US dollars."

At this point, Zeng Ali suddenly stared wide-eyed at her husband.

The so-called Forbes richest man has a net worth of just over 200 billion US dollars, which means that Chen Fan is actually the world's richest man.

"Did you react?"

Chen Fan chuckled and put his arm around his wife: "Comrade Zeng Ali, congratulations! From today onwards, you are the wife of the richest man!"

"Look at you!"

Zeng Ali smiled and kissed him on the lips, staring intently at his face. No matter how she looked at him, he didn't seem like the world's richest man.

After thinking for a moment, he still reminded her, "Don't get carried away. The Forbes list isn't accurate, and an individual's wealth isn't much compared to that of tycoons and investment institutions."

"I'm still young, I have plenty of time to compete with them, and I'll surpass them sooner or later."

Chen Fan tossed away his cigarette butt, stood up, turned and walked inside, humming, "Youth bumped into me, making me sway and the petals drift with the white clouds..."

Zeng Ali was both amused and exasperated, and followed them inside.

Looking back, it feels quite amazing. When they first met, Chen Fan chased after Xu Jinqiu to Sanhe, when she was just a young writer who had just earned her royalties.

He's become the world's richest man in just a few years?

To be honest, the Japanese are really in a bad situation. They lost 410 billion US dollars in one go. When the bubble bursts, they probably won't have an easy time.

Back in the east courtyard, after discussing the revenue, Miss Zhao's eyes lit up: "Brother... you're the world's richest man now, so why don't you let me be a useless nobody and take over Luo Shen?"

With Miss Zhao sitting on his lap, Chen Fan teased, "Big sister is expanding her business, planning to make our own luxury goods; Qiu'er wants to expand the foundation and build more schools; little wife, we have to work hard and not fall behind."

puff...

Zeng Ali laughed and said, "Zhao Yuanyuan, just give up on that idea. You haven't done any real work all year round. If you were really idle, you would become useless. Keep working hard!"

"It's impossible to work hard; I'll never be able to work hard in this lifetime."

Enraged, Miss Zhao bit Chen Fan, got up and left, muttering to herself, "Look at the nouveau riche in Hong Kong, they love keeping vases. Why can't they learn from them?"

Back in the west wing, there was another round of sighs and lamentations.

A moment later, Zeng Ali pushed the door open and came in: "Stop muttering there. You've only worked less than a month a year. What's there to complain about?"

"You really want to eat your fill and sleep your fill, sleep your fill and eat your fill, and be fed like a pig?"

Miss Zhao looked distressed, not daring to refute, and could only roll her eyes: "Yes, yes, yes...you're right, I will work hard and strive to improve myself."

puff...

Zeng Ali sat down and put her arm around her younger sister: "I spoiled you too much when you were little, which made you lazy. I was thinking of having you make a few more brands."

Miss Zhao shuddered. She wanted to get rid of Luo Shen and develop other brands, but she would lose her life if she did: "Big sister, please spare me."

Zeng Ali advised, "Luoshen must have a lot of funds in her account, right? It's a waste to leave them lying around. Why not invest them and delve deeper into the anti-aging industry?"

Luo Shen is indeed rich!
The gross profit margin has already reached 80%, and with the brand's continued growth, it could even reach 90% in the future, ensuring a substantial amount of funds in the account.

However, Ms. Zhao lacked the motivation to start her own business.

If it were any other business owner, they would have already invested that money in other industries.

Seeing that Miss Zhao was unmoved, Zeng Ali said again, "We will all grow old eventually. Don't you want to be like a young person when you are fifty or sixty?"

Upon hearing this, Miss Zhao's eyes lit up.

Other things may not matter, but everyone has a love for beauty, and who doesn't want to stay young forever?

My own mother, Aunt Li, and Aunt Liu are all in great shape now, especially after moving to Ya'er Hutong. They don't look old at all after all these years.

Life is stress-free, with a nanny to take care of everything at home, so there's nothing to worry about. Now, she's also practicing traditional Chinese medicine for health and wellness, and taking care of her skin, making her look more than ten years younger than her peers. Seeing that Miss Zhao was interested, Zeng Ali added, "Think about it, Chen Fan is such a glutton. When we get old and lose our looks, he might just go out and mess around."

"He dares? I can kill him."

Miss Zhao snorted and touched her nose: "But the anti-aging industry still has great potential and a wide reach. I'll start investing in it later."

Zeng Ali replied, "I'll give you another boost, a hundred million US dollars, so we can work together to build this anti-aging business."

"I also support you with one hundred million US dollars!"

Xu Jinqiu walked in and sat down next to Miss Zhao: "Thirty years from now, how we sisters will live will all depend on you."

"You're such a scheming person!"

Miss Zhao huffed arrogantly, "You two want to stay young, so you push me out to do the work. Sure enough, good sisters are only good for betraying each other."

Xu Jinqiu joked, "Others want us to sell, but we're not qualified yet. I'll transfer the money to you later and get this done."

It was only because Xu Jinqiu was pregnant that Miss Zhao refrained from tickling her.

After resting for a night, Miss Zhao called Xu Jinqiu and they went to the bank to open a savings account before going to the neighbor's yard: "Brother, I heard from Chen Fan that you're going to start a transportation company?"

Zhao Pengyu nodded and said, "I originally planned to just play around with a few dozen cars, but after my brother-in-law said that, it turned into several hundred cars."

Miss Zhao rolled her eyes at her brother: "If we're going to do it, we'll do it big. The foundation has so many projects, why would we be worried about the convoy not getting work?"

"And my sister's furniture factory is quite large now. They can handle furniture transportation, which is a significant business."

"With these jobs, the company can be guaranteed to survive. In addition, there are jobs available in the market. As long as the company is managed well, making money is inevitable."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Pengyu was both amused and exasperated: "You little lazybones, lecturing me? I already promised my brother-in-law that I'd get five hundred cars first."

"Five hundred units are not enough; it won't achieve a significant scale."

Miss Zhao took out her bankbook from her bag and stuffed it directly into her brother's hand: "The Dongfeng 140 is a medium-sized truck. We can import some more large trucks to expand our scale."

Zhao Pengyu didn't even look at it before trying to return the passbook: "Keep your money. Your brother has earned a lot over the years, so he doesn't need to spend yours."

"What can you do with that little bit of money?"

Miss Zhao rolled her eyes at her brother: "I heard from Chen Fan that the transportation industry will have great potential in the next thirty years. Our family must seize the opportunity to take over the market."

After saying that, he turned and left!
Zhao Pengyu tried to pull him away but couldn't. Holding the savings book, he felt like he was holding a hot potato. He could only look to his parents and wife.

The group looked at each other, but Zhao Dali made the final decision: "Keep it. You can pay your sister back when you make some money."

Zhao Pengyu hummed in agreement, opened the saved file, and paused again upon seeing the numbers on it.

His wife leaned over for a glance, her eyes widening in surprise: "Why did Yuanyuan give so much? It's several times more than what we've earned in the past few years!"

At the Intermediate People's Court, the brothers Xu Jinzhao and Xu Jinxia had the same reaction.

Has my sister gone mad?
The two brothers genuinely lacked the courage, but Xu Changqing saw through them, glaring at his two sons: "You don't actually think Qiu'er made the decision, do you?"

"Qiu'er has never done business before, so how would she know about these things? It must be that Xiao Fan is optimistic about this industry, which is why he asked you to increase your investment."

"Just listen to your brother-in-law. When you make money, you can pay Qiu'er back."

"Dad, aren't you afraid we'll lose everything?" Xu Jinxia held the bankbook, her hand trembling slightly; the numbers on it were too large.

Xu Changqing chuckled and scoffed, "If you lose everything, just focus on the project and stop thinking about other nonsense all the time."

"Your dad is right."

Li Xiuzhen sat down and hugged her youngest granddaughter: "Xiao Fan has paved the way for you all. If you can't get anything done with that, then just focus on the project."

"We've suffered because we didn't study enough. If we're talking about our family, Jing is the most capable. She can manage such a big company as Ali."

Xu Jinxia sighed and suddenly looked at her wife: "Yunxia, ​​why don't you quit your job and go work for the transportation company?"

Shen Yunxia was somewhat tempted.

Shen Yunxia went to Peking University with Zeng Ajing, but unlike Zeng Ajing who left midway, she has stayed on until now and has gained considerable experience in management.

Xu Jinxia then looked at her sister-in-law: "Sister-in-law, you work in finance, why don't you go to the new company too? Without someone from our own side keeping an eye on things in finance, no one feels at ease."

……

Meanwhile, Sun Shaojie had already arrived at the door with his men.

It also weighs six and a half pounds!
Knowing that guests had arrived, Chen Fan couldn't lash out, so Sun Shaojie immediately shoved his son into Chen Fan's arms: "Haoran, quickly call for someone."

Hello, Uncle Chen!

"Hello, Six and a Half Pounds!"

Holding Liu Jinban, Chen Fan forced a smile and looked at the man Sun Shaojie had brought: a middle-aged man in his early forties with a square face and a particularly tall stature.

"Senior brother, who is this?" Chen Fan looked at the person who came and felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere in his previous life, but he couldn't remember where.

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