The Godly Rich System is looking for a replacement, and I've become a weapon!

the next morning.

Zhang Yifang has already begun inspecting Hengda's projects with his team.

The so-called inspection was just him aimlessly wandering around, listening to the people from Hengda talk about how great their project was.

At first he could listen, but then he started to drift off.

How good can it be?

If it's really that good, my brother Tong wouldn't let me hold any Hengda stock!

Speaking of stocks, Zhang Yifang recalled the text message he had just received from the bank.

［您的借记卡8888于2019年05月16日09：44存入100000000元，现余额224367369.15元。］

He has already sold nearly ten million shares of Hengda, and is slowly selling off the rest. He expects to sell them all by the end of July.

By the time China Securities Depository and Clearing Corporation (CSDC) updated the shareholder list for Evergrande on the 20th, I had already withdrawn.

Besides, what's wrong with not withdrawing? Selling some shares to raise 30 billion for investment, isn't that reasonable?

"Mr. Zhang, how about we go have lunch first, and then visit the three major new energy vehicle industrial parks in Guangzhou this afternoon?"

"The executive in charge at Hengda asked cautiously."

Zhang Yifang took the tissue handed to him by his assistant and wiped his sweat. It was only mid-May, how could it be so hot already?

"Sure, that's exactly what I need to discuss with our CEO, Mr. Mu."

Mr. Mu is the investment director of Handing, and his full name is Mu Tonglin.

He is a top student who graduated from Fudan University with a major in finance, and later studied at the University of Hong Kong, where he obtained a master's degree in finance. He is a true financial talent.

Mu Tonglin followed Zhang Yifang into the Phantom and casually pressed the privacy shutter.

"Boss, in my opinion, Hengda does seem to have problems, and your decision is definitely correct."

Faced with Mu Tonglin's admiration, Zhang Yifang felt somewhat guilty.

He's the boss!

You can't just tell your subordinates the truth!

The reason I went to Hengda is because I haven't been rich for long and I don't know how to be extravagant. I'm going to learn from Boss Xu.

Or are you guys on this business trip because I, the boss, was watching the Spring Festival Gala and got a fancy for the girls in the song and dance troupe, so I wanted to use this as an excuse to have a couple of flings?

Stop bullshitting!

Does he even have any dignity? It makes him look like he has no sense of responsibility!

Therefore, all he could say was that he had doubts about Evergrande's business operations, so he came to the site under the guise of an inspection to see for himself before deciding whether to continue holding Evergrande's shares.

Despite feeling guilty, he calmly raised his hand.

"It's good that you have a general idea. Don't rush to conclusions. Let's look at a few more projects."

Mu Tonglin nodded. Sure enough, the boss made such a careful decision!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Hengda has 42 floors.

Shanshan was talking to Xiangxiang, Qiaoqiao, and Sisi in a practice room.

"Sis, you have no idea how exhausted we were last night. That Mr. Zhang got stuck on a bullet."

Xiangxiang, clinging to Shanshan's arm, muttered a complaint in a low voice.

These dancing girls are great in every way, except their jobs are a bit small.

There's nothing we can do about it. When recruiting dance talents, priority is given to those with "three longs and one small" – that is, long neck, long arms, long legs, and small head.

Most people with this type of body type have naturally narrow frames and are on the thinner side. They naturally have less fat reserves, so their jobs are naturally smaller.

And to be honest, a bigger job isn't conducive to good dance performance.

There are students with the same foundation as Liu Ruyan, but they don't make up a very large percentage.

"Yes, yes, his back is also incredibly strong, like a little electric motor."

Qiaoqiao nodded in agreement, adding to the discussion.

"And he's incredibly strong, like a mini forklift!"

Sisi, who was standing to the side with her legs bent, also expressed her opinion.

Shanshan swallowed hard. Damn, what kind of adjectives are these?

"A forklift with a small electric motor?"

Shanshan concluded.

The three nodded in agreement.

If you put it that way, she'll get all excited; lust is something that men and women experience the same way.

As the old saying goes, "Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger," and she's exactly thirty this year.

He's handsome and talented, she should really give him a second thought!

……

After lunch, on his way to Guangzhou, Zhang Yifang received a phone call.

It was Wu Jinpeng's wife who called. This sister-in-law immediately started crying and complaining:

"Waaaaah~ Brother, I can't live with Dapeng anymore, I want a divorce."

Zhang Yifang subconsciously raised his wrist and moved the phone half a foot away:

"Reiko, don't cry, and don't shout about divorce. Those words hurt feelings. Okay, tell me what's wrong. If he does something wrong, I'll give him a good thrashing!"

Although Zhang Yifang said that, he was actually in a real bind.

No, how the hell am I supposed to adjudicate your case?

A fight and a quick fling would be enough to settle things, why are you bothering me?

"Brother, Dapeng cheated on me! Waaaaah~"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wu Jinpeng's wife started wailing again on the other end of the phone.

Zhang Yifang frowned, looking pained. What the hell am I supposed to say?

She's his sister-in-law, so he really can't bring himself to yell at her.

"Alright... what's the use of crying! You caught Dapeng cheating?"

Left with no other choice, Zhang Yifang could only use his elder brother's authority to reprimand him.

Then the person on the other end started rambling on and on.

She was sobbing uncontrollably, and her words weren't very clear.

Zhang Yifang summarized it himself, then asked incredulously:

"You mean Dapeng got a pimple on his back, you watched it for days, and it was finally about to ripen, but then Dapeng went out for a day, and when he came back, the pimple had been squeezed???"

Zhang Yifang said he was deeply shocked. He had just thought that he would hire a private investigator to follow Dapeng and find evidence of his infidelity, but this is what happened.

"Um... Sister-in-law, try to think positively. Is it possible that the pimple just popped on its own?"

"Brother, it couldn't have been broken by itself, you don't know..."

The person on the other end of the phone rattled off a long string of words, but Zhang Yifang didn't understand them.

And before she could finish speaking, just as she was halfway through, a loud shout came from the other end:

"You fucking called my family again to complain! I already said I didn't cheat on you... Damn it, who told you to call my older brother... Give me the phone..."

Zhang Yifang held the phone, utterly dejected. What the hell was all this nonsense?!

Fortunately, Wu Jinpeng didn't have a habit of hitting his wife; he just grabbed the phone from her.

"Brother, that bitch's gone crazy, just ignore her!"

Zhang Yifang sighed:

"Where are the children?"

"Brother, the child is home..."

Wu Jinpeng stammered.

"You two are arguing like this just because the child is home? I'm having your sister-in-law pick up the child now, so you two can have a proper fight at home."

"And what's wrong with you? Where's your pimple?"

Zhang Yifang scolded him in an annoyed manner.

He didn't mention the affair at all. Judging from his own experience, he felt that Da Peng's wife might not be making unreasonable demands.

"Brother, I'm truly innocent! I've explained to her so many times! This afternoon I went to the dock and worked up a sweat, so I went to a bathhouse and got a scrub, and I guess I scrubbed my skin raw."

"That bitch just won't believe me; she insists I'm having an affair."

Well, her tone is full of grievance.