Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng was speechless and said directly: "Take out your bank card."

"Do you really want to take it?"

"Take it." Zhang Yifeng nodded without hesitation.

Zhang Kexin doubtfully took out her bank card, and Zhang Yifeng took the bank card and transferred money directly through mobile banking.

Zhang Yifeng's card has a very high transfer limit. After all, he was once a rich second generation.

Just dozens of seconds later, Zhang Yifeng returned the card to Zhang Kexin.

Zhang Kexin was just about to ask, okay? But I found a text message on my phone. Zhang Kexin looked down and was shocked.

"Your card with the last number 6145 received an inter-bank income of 5,000,000.00 yuan at 7:07 on May 12th! The balance..."

"This... brother, you... you..."

Zhang Kexin was stunned, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

what's the situation! When did his brother become so rich?

This is five million, not five hundred yuan!

Is this still the decadent brother who has to worry about his own living expenses?

But where did my brother get the money? Even if he gets back on his feet, he won't be able to make so much money out of thin air all of a sudden.

"Brother, did you rob a bank?"

Zhang Kexin asked weakly.

Zhang Yifeng rolled his eyes at Zhang Kexin and said calmly: "I earned it based on my ability."

He earned all this money with his fists, and he did earn it with his own skills.

Zhang Kexin wanted to ask something else, but the sound of knocking on the door suddenly came, and then Feng Mei walked in carrying an LV bag and wearing high heels.

"Sorry, I'm a few minutes late. I have a contract to sign in the afternoon, and there was a traffic jam on the road for a while."

When Zhang Kexin saw Feng Mei, she seemed to have forgotten about Zhang Yifeng's five million. She stood up from her seat and exclaimed: "Director Feng!"

Even if Zhang Kexin had never met Feng Mei, she had seen Feng Mei's picture on the company's website, so she naturally recognized the woman in front of her at a glance.

Feng Mei turned to look at Zhang Kexin and said with a smile: "You must be Zhang Kexin, Zhang Yifeng's sister. You have such a good face. My sister is envious of it. Also, don't call me Director Feng. Call me the same as Zhang Yifeng." Just say "Mei Jie". Don't stand, sit down."

Feng Mei didn't put on any airs at all, she was like the sister next door.

Zhang Kexin glanced at Zhang Yifeng in surprise, as if to say, the friend you introduced me to is Director Feng?

Wait, isn't his brother being kept by Feng Mei? Otherwise, where would he get the money? Could it be that my brother chose to sacrifice his body in order to support his career?

But soon, Zhang Kexin stopped the ridiculous thoughts in her mind. She learned from the Wen family that her brother was beaten into that state because of causing trouble by smoking alcohol...

Regarding Zhang Yifeng's question, Zhang Kexin actually wanted to ask it just now, but didn't know how to ask it. She was afraid of hurting her brother's self-esteem. After all, that place is every man's treasure. Whether a man is a man depends on whether it is hard or not!

"Sit down and don't be restrained."

On the side, Zhang Yifeng's expression was much calmer. No matter who he saw, he would not have such a big reaction unless his master suddenly appeared on Earth. But this is almost impossible.

Hearing this, Zhang Kexin quickly recovered her emotions. She sat next to Zhang Yifeng and called Sister Mei.

Feng Mei smiled sweetly and said: "That's right, today is just a dinner party for ordinary friends. I asked you to come, firstly, to take care of your brother and show your kindness as a landlord, and secondly, to sign a contract with you."

"I've prepared the contract. Just take a look at it, fill in the quantity of the product, and sign it. As for the price, although you and I are friends, I can't give you a high price. Just follow what my company has ordered with other manufacturers. Sign the price. I looked at your product carefully and it seems that the product is not yours. You should also buy the product and then resell it to us. I don’t know what the ex-factory price is, but I think you still make a profit. , otherwise you wouldn’t do this.”

"Really? Can we sign the contract?"

Hear the words. Zhang Kexin was very happy.

"Well, it's okay. But we will conduct random inspections later. If there are substandard products, we will terminate the contract."

"Don't worry, there is no problem with the quality assurance. I will keep an eye on it."

"Besides, sister, if you resell products like this, you won't actually earn much. When you get rich, you can buy a small factory. The competition is very fierce now. Many small factories can't get orders. You have money, but you can't. When you acquire a small manufacturer, as long as the product is qualified, Meijie's door will always be open to you."

Feng Mei's words can be said to have awakened the dreamer. Zhang Kexin only thought about setting up his own factory, but neglected to acquire other small manufacturers. This is definitely more cost-effective than building a factory yourself. Maybe small is a bit too small, but if you acquire a few more, wouldn't it make it bigger? It can save time to build a factory.

"Thank you, Sister Mei. Then let's sign a contract worth eight million first."

Zhang Kexin calculated in her mind that for an eight million contract, her cost price was about six million yuan. In other words, after selling it, the net profit was two million yuan.

The cost of this kind of electronic equipment is actually not high. After it is sold, the price directly increases several times. This is what she earned. It is estimated that the manufacturer also earns two million.

Of course, the most important thing for any product is to sell it! This is the reason why so many small manufacturers have gone bankrupt. Even if they lower their prices several times, if no one buys or few people buy, they will eventually go bankrupt.

Zhang Kexin originally planned to get a small contract worth 200,000 to 300,000 yuan, but with Zhang Yifeng's support, she will have to work harder for a few months. It was a huge order of eight million at one time.

"alright."

Zhang Kexin signed the contract directly without looking at the contents of the contract in detail.

Sister Mei took the contract, stamped it, shook hands with Zhang Kexin, and then called the waiter to serve the food.

There is indeed something to talk about between women, but ten minutes later, Zhang Kexin was having a lively chat with Sister Mei.

Suddenly, Zhang Kexin asked: "Sister Mei, how did you and my brother know each other?"

Feng Mei's body trembled and she said, "You don't know? Your brother didn't tell you?"

"No, he deliberately pretended to be mysterious." Zhang Kexin shook his head.

Feng Mei glanced at Zhang Yifeng, as if she was thinking whether to say that Zhang Yifeng met her because of Meng Nichang, but the relationship between Meng Nichang and Zhang Yifeng was somewhat special. Although the two were husband and wife, it was just a transaction. Strictly speaking, Zhang Yifeng is just Meng Nichang's shield.

Feng Mei knew that Meng Nichang owed Zhang Yifeng something, which was why Sister Mei would personally come forward whenever Meng Nichang called her and anything related to Zhang Yifeng.

She was paying off Meng Nichang's debt. At least in this way, she could owe less to Zhang Yifeng.

"Let me tell you." Zhang Yifeng seemed to know what Feng Mei was hesitating about, but Zhang Yifeng didn't care. He looked at Zhang Kexin and said lightly, "Meng Nichang is my wife."