Who would still start a business seriously after being reborn?

Chapter 110 Are You Sure You Really Need Finance?
Zhao Gang and Zhang Lingyu, who were standing by, had the same idea as Huang Wenrong at this moment.

Is this corny confession a death wish?

After Cheng Yi finished hugging him, he took a few steps back, looked at Huang Wenrong carefully, and said with a smile: "You're right, he's really handsome."

Huang Wenrong, who used to be overweight, often boasted to Cheng Yi about how handsome he used to be, how charming he was in college, and how he was the most handsome boy on campus at Zhonghai University of Finance and Economics.

Cheng Yi scoffed at all these. In his eyes, Huang Wenrong was just a sloppy old man with an unkempt appearance and a big belly.

Handsome? This word and Huang Wenrong are completely two parallel lines.

But now seeing Huang Wenrong who has not gained weight yet, Cheng Yi feels that the elderly Huang Wenrong was not lying.

Even from a man's perspective, Cheng Yi still feels that Huang Wenrong is quite handsome, and his eyes and eyebrows resemble those of the star Liu Yijun.

At this time, Huang Wenrong already felt his scalp tingling. What kind of pervert is this young man?

First give him a malicious hug, then praise him for being handsome?

He had heard in prison that some perverted rich people liked little boys, but he had never heard of anyone liking old boys?

"Sorry, I'm a little excited." Cheng Yi extended his hand and said with a smile: "It's our first meeting. Let me introduce myself. My name is Cheng Yi, and I'm in the internet business."

Huang Wenrong did not reach out his hand. He looked at Cheng Yi with vigilance, as if waiting for Cheng Yi's explanation.

Cheng Yi said: "I was introduced by an acquaintance. Because I couldn't find you, I published a missing person notice. I express my most sincere apologies for the trouble I have caused you."

Missing person notice?

Huang Wenrong wanted to curse.

What the hell is this called a missing person notice?
This young man must have been kicked in the head by a donkey.

Huang Wenrong still looked at Cheng Yi with cold eyes without saying a word.

Cheng Yi scratched his head awkwardly and said, "I came here this time to invite you to be the financial director of our group."

Huang Wenrong shook his head, lowered his head, pushed the food cart and was about to leave.

Cheng Yi walked quickly to Huang Wenrong and whispered, "Huang Wenrong, as long as you are willing to be my financial manager, I will use all my connections and do my best to help you find your daughter. These three years are the golden period for you to find your daughter. You'd better think it over carefully."

Huang Wenrong's body trembled violently. He looked at Cheng Yi with horror and said in a trembling voice, "You, how did you know?"

"Since I've come to invite you, I've naturally investigated you carefully," Cheng Yi said.

He turned around and pointed at the still stunned Zhao Gang and said, "That's Zhao Gang, the editor-in-chief of the Jingzhou Daily in Handong Province. Within three years, he will be the most powerful media figure in China."

"I also have acquaintances at the Xinmin Newspaper in Zhonghai City. As long as your daughter is still alive, I promise to find her back for you." Cheng Yi said in a firm voice.

In his previous life, Huang Wenrong did not find his daughter, even though he invested all the money he earned like crazy in family search agencies and the media, and even though Cheng Yi's company helped him run many family search advertisements every year, it was really too late.

Girls change a lot when they grow up. Once a child passes puberty, the chances of finding him or her are like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Okay, I'll do it with you, even if you don't pay me." Huang Wenrong staggered and almost fell down in excitement.

Cheng Yi held Huang Wenrong and said seriously, "From now on, I will call you Lao Huang."

"You, wait for me for a while, I'll go back and pack my things." Huang Wenrong didn't even want the dining cart anymore, turned around and ran back to the rental house.

Cheng Yi glanced at Zhang Lingyu, and Zhang Lingyu immediately took out three thousand yuan and stuffed it into the pocket of the young man who led the way.

"Thank you, thank you." The young man took the money, turned around and ran away. He didn't expect the plot to have such a big reversal. Thinking of his ridicule of Huang Wenrong last night, he thought he would be beaten.

Not long after, Huang Wenrong came out carrying an old backpack and said calmly, "Let's go."

The four of them took a taxi to the airport and entered the airport waiting room. Huang Wenrong sat alone in the corner, acting very withdrawn.

This is a common problem among released prisoners. They need to kneel down when talking to guards in prison, which naturally leads to a strong sense of inferiority. This experience has an even greater impact on highly educated criminals.

"Brother, what on earth are you playing at? I was confused the whole time. Didn't he steal your things?" Zhao Gang pulled Cheng Yi and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Lingyu also cast a curious look.

Cheng Yi smiled and said, "Yeah, didn't I just say that? He stole my heart."

"Stop kidding, I'm serious." As a professional journalist, Zhao Gang has a strong curiosity about gossip. Now he feels like his heart is being scratched by a cat's claws.

"His name is Huang Wenrong. He holds a master's degree in finance from Zhonghai University of Finance and Economics. He became a senior financial executive at the age of 29 for China Rare Earth Holding Group. In 1990, he was implicated in the financial fraud and listing case of China Rare Earth Holding Group and was sentenced to years in prison. However, due to his good behavior in prison, his sentence was reduced to years," said Cheng Yi.

"Wow, China Rare Earth Holding Group?" Zhao Gang's eyes widened. That was the largest private enterprise in the southern city.

Zhao Gang had also heard of that case. It seemed to involve financial fraud of 11.4 billion yuan. 1990 billion yuan in 11.4 was an extremely terrifying astronomical figure.

"Alas, he is also a poor man. Not long after he was imprisoned, his wife committed suicide, his parents died of illness soon after, and even his three-year-old child disappeared." Cheng Yi sighed and shook his head.

Zhang Lingyu was a girl, and she was somewhat sensitive to the legendary story of suicide for love. She murmured, "Originally, it turns out that suicide for love really does exist in this world."

Cheng Yi said in a soft voice: "Of course there are. We who don't know how to show tenderness think that suicide for love is just an ancient rumor." Zhang Lingyu turned her head and looked at Huang Wenrong curled up in the corner, and suddenly remembered her life experience.

Did her father look for her in the same way when he was released from prison?

Zhang Lingyu quickly denied it in her heart. It shouldn't be like that. Her mother said that her father was a rogue and would never care about the life or death of her and her daughter.

Zhang Lingyu stood up, walked over to Huang Wenrong, and whispered, "Actually... my dad was also imprisoned for ten years."

Huang Wenrong's body trembled, and he looked at Zhang Lingyu with some evasive eyes.

Zhang Lingyu laughed and said, "I actually hated him when I was little. It was only after he was released from prison for two years that he remembered to come back to me."

"Maybe he spent two years looking for you." Huang Wenrong said in a hoarse voice.

"Maybe. Sometimes I wonder, if he comes looking for me right after he's released from prison, will I see him?" Zhang Lingyu said with a self-deprecating smile, "Actually, I don't know the answer right now, but when I think about it, he doesn't owe me anything. After all, everyone has their own path. Even though I haven't acknowledged him yet, I often go to his place for free meals and always leave him on the bill. This is my revenge."

"Thank you." Huang Wenrong understood what Zhang Lingyu wanted to express. This little girl wanted to reduce the strong sense of guilt and indebtedness in his heart.

"Uncle, don't be so depressed. Everything will be fine. My name is Zhang Lingyu, and I'm Mr. Cheng's apprentice. If you have any problems in the future, just tell me and I'll protect you." Zhang Lingyu smiled, stood up and said, "You will definitely find your daughter."

"Thank you." Huang Wenrong responded and looked back at Cheng Yi in the distance.

Looking at Cheng Yi's back, Huang Wenrong's eyes became much more complicated.

Although he had only had a brief contact with Cheng Yi, he had seen too many strange people and things of all kinds in the ten years in prison. Some of them were group executives, some were economic criminals, and some were smuggling tycoons, but no one could have the deep eyes of Cheng Yi.

Eye contact is something that is hard to explain, but it does exist. Between masters, just a glance is enough to see through the other person's details.

Huang Wenrong boasts that he has seen the prosperity of the world and the coldness of human nature, but he cannot see through Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi's eyes are not what a young man should have at all. His eyes are like those of an older wise man who is indifferent to life and death. They are hard to see through and understand.

Who is this young man?

"Hahaha, you read that right. I'm just a shabby internet cafe owner right now." Standing on the first floor of Momo Internet Cafe, Cheng Yi laughed shamelessly at the shocked Huang Wenrong. "But this is just the beginning. We will definitely become the greatest internet company in the country in the future. Our company's future vision is to change the world."

“…” Huang Wenrong was silent.

Mr. Cheng?
Hong Kong tycoon?

Doing Internet business?
Is there anything reliable that comes out of this young man's mouth?
At this moment, Huang Wenrong felt like he was on a pirate ship.

Now when he looked at Cheng Yi again, where was the trace of depth and vastness in his eyes? It was full of cunning and high spirits.

Huang Wenrong seriously suspected that this bastard had worn colored contact lenses before.

"Old Huang, come on, I've prepared the office for you." Cheng Yi immediately took Huang Wenrong to the finance office on the third floor.

When he entered the so-called finance office, Huang Wenrong's three views were refreshed again.

Well, it's okay overall. At least there is a table and two stools, so I don't have to lie on the floor to work.

"Old Huang, it's a little shabby now, so you just have to make do with it for now. After a few days, when I finish the other seven Internet cafes, I'll give you a bigger office." Cheng Yi started to make plans.

Zhao Gang stood aside and couldn't bear to watch it anymore. Even the security room of their newspaper was a hundred times better than this room.

Huang Wenrong said: "It's okay, as long as I can work."

"Fangfang, where is Fangfang?" Cheng Yi shouted at the top of his voice.

"Coming, coming." After a while, a girl ran in rashly.

Cheng Yi said, "Didn't you study accounting? You will be Mr. Huang's assistant in the future."

"Okay, okay." The girl responded quickly and shouted to Huang Wenrong, "Hello, Mr. Huang."

Huang Wenrong was a little uncomfortable being watched by so many people, so he said, "Where are your accounts? Let me take a look at them first."

"Mr. Huang, you're still so dedicated to your work, haha." Cheng Yi glanced at Fang Fang and said, "Don't just stand there, go get all the financial receipts and other things for Mr. Huang to review."

"Oh, okay." Fangfang ran out again rashly.

After a while, Fangfang took out the financial book and placed it respectfully in front of Huang Wenrong.

"Well, let me take a look." Huang Wenrong picked up the financial account book, read it carefully, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

What a huge amount... If the business volume is doubled, it will almost catch up with the ten-square-meter cake shop on Huangpu Road.

Huang Wenrong thought for a long time, and finally looked at Cheng Yi helplessly and said, "Brother, are you sure you really need finance?"

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