Chapter 73 Declaration of Fund Transfer

  Ding ding ding..... Ding ding ding.......

  The phone lay on the ground, its ringing sound non-stop. Fu Bei's eyes were slightly dazed as he leaned against the window, staring blankly through the glass at the cars speeding by on the highway outside.

  Lao Si whispered, "Big brother, it's Er Ye's call. Why aren't you answering?" As he spoke, Lao Si bent down to pick up the phone and handed it over to Fu Bei.

  Fu Bei leaned against the window, raised his eyes to look at Lao Si. Then looked at Lao Er and Lao San standing beside him. His eyes were dull and dim, with a wandering gaze that made it impossible to discern his focus.

  Lao Er stretched out his hand in front of Fu Bei with a bit of fear, and leaned against him, saying in a low voice: "Big brother, do you still recognize me?"

  Fu Beishen let out a deep sigh. He covered his face with both hands and rubbed his cheeks up and down before taking the ringing phone from Lao Si's hand and answering it.

  Fu Beihuan calmed down a bit and said with a seemingly calm tone while holding the phone: "Sorry, I was a bit distracted just now!"

  Fu Xidaren hastily asked, "Brother, are you okay?! What's going on? Don't scare me!" Fu Bei sighed and said, "You didn't call me earlier. I just threw away the Lafa Electronics in my hand. You come to tell me the news now! Do you know how I'm feeling right now?"

  Fu Xi listened to Fu Bei's somewhat absent-minded words, and smiled: "Come on, big brother! If it's sold, then it's sold! Just buy it back later. Why are you so entangled?" He paused for a moment before continuing: "Aren't you still trying to stand at the pinnacle of China's financial world and work hard for it?"

  Fu Bei didn't respond, and instead let out a sigh before saying: "Xiao Xi, I'm telling you, right now I feel like I've eaten a big green fly - it's both disgusting and nauseating."

  Fu Xi smiled as if it was nothing: "Playing stocks, ups and downs are normal! Our family losing some money is no big deal, brother you must cheer up!"

  "What's with playing stocks! It's the stocks that are playing me! This stock has played me twice in a row, if it were you, I reckon you wouldn't be much better off than me."

  Fu Xi listened to Fu Bei's inner turmoil on the phone. Unable to bear it, he said: "Brother, there's a famous American saying that goes like this - 'Guns don't kill people, people do!' Stocks won't play you, people will. Don't you want to stand at the pinnacle of China's financial world?"

  Fu Bei looked at the several brothers beside him and said in a decadent tone: "Alright, stop teasing me. As a second-generation rich kid who's been pampered like a bird in a gilded cage, I'm starting to wonder if I've been too naive..."

  Fu Xi fell silent for a moment, then hesitated and said: "I suddenly thought of someone. If this person is willing to assist you as your military strategist, in conjunction with our family's power... dominating the financial world of China would be a piece of cake..."

  Fu Bei frowned and said disdainfully: "You wouldn't think of telling me that Wu Long Feng Yu got one can bring peace to the world, would you?"

  Fu Xi hurriedly said with a smile: "How could that be? I'm not joking with you. Everyone says that although he is invisible in the stock market, his legend has been circulating." Fu Bei let his brother ask dazedly: "Who?"

  Fu Xi said mysteriously: "Bai Rong..."

  "Wild geese, in the sky. Row upon row in formation. The river is long, the autumn grass is yellow. On the grassland, the sound of the zither is unmatched. Wild geese, heading south, flying over the reed marshes. The sky is vast..."

  Zhao Xun sat in front of the computer, wearing headphones. He was listening to "Hongyan", a Mongolian folk song. Just as he was savoring it, Wu Zongjian suddenly shouted loudly at him: "Zhao Xun! I'm calling you! What are you doing there?"

  When Zhao Xun heard the voice of Wu Zong Jian, Wu Zong Jian was already very close to him. Zhao Xun hastily turned off the music player, stood up in a hurry, and took off his headphones. With a red face, he said to Wu Zong Jian: "Sorry, leader, I just checked my phone and thought there were no more tasks, so I listened to some songs..."

  Wu looked at Zhao Xun with a dissatisfied expression. He didn't say much, but whispered to Zhao Xun: "If you're caught listening to music after work hours by the big leader, what do you think will happen?"

  Zhao Xun lowered his head even more. He didn't know what to say either. Wu Zongjian seemed unwilling to waste any more time on this issue and said straightforwardly, "Today, our marketing team just had a big fund of 120,000 yuan that was applied for withdrawal procedures, fortunately, it's the stock we sold today. The money can't be withdrawn!"

  "It's already a huge sum of money at just 1.2 million! Haha...". Chen Aihua, who had suddenly appeared from somewhere, walked in with a twist. Although Chen Aihua said it was only 1.2 million.

  In 2005, the Chinese stock market was in a rare bear market, having once fallen to 999.8 points. Having tens of millions of funds in an account at that time was already considered big capital. At that time, many funds were either deeply trapped or had already cut their losses and withdrawn from the market. This is why this fund played such an important role in a marketing team!

  Chen Aihua was like a sour fox under the grape arbor, asking with an acidic tone: "Who opened this account? How come there's so much money that needs to be transferred?"

  Wu Zongjian took a look at Zhao Xun and said somewhat unhappily, "Zhao Xun, how do you serve customers? You actually let the customer want to transfer the money?"

  Zhao Xun asked with some resentment: "Director Zhang! It seems that we don't have such a big client here!" Director Zhang said unhappily: "How can there not be? Just the other day, we opened an account for someone surnamed Li, what was his name again?"

  Chen Aihua, who was standing beside him, suddenly looked like a fox whose tail had been stepped on. He said loudly: "Li Xiaoteng?"

  Wu Zong Jian patted his forehead and nodded, saying: "Right, right, right... it's her!" Then he rushed to Zhao Xun and said: "You go call Li Xiaoteng! I don't care what method you use, this month must stabilize the funds for me!"

  Zhao Xun said somewhat bewildered: "He's just a university graduate. How can he have so much money, is it a mistake? Leader?" Wu Zongjian looked at Zhao Xun with some helplessness and said: "Do you think I'd joke with you? This month's performance of our team depends on you, my little sister-in-law..." Then he sighed and turned back to his office.

  Chen Aihua looked at Zhao Xun with a pleased expression, as if she had just caught a big fish, and said casually: "Sister, you're still new to this line of work! In our line of work, it's all about fate, if it's meant to be, then it will happen, but if not, don't force it!" She smiled and turned around, walking into her own office as if she had just landed a big client.

  Li Xiaoteng suddenly let out two consecutive sneezes: "Achoo! Achoo!"

  Rubbed his nose. Muttered to himself: "What's going on, who's thinking of me?" Just as he was thinking this, the phone on his bedside table suddenly rang.

  Li Xiaoteng pouted, feeling like a jinx. He had just said he could relax for a while, but the phone call came right after. He immediately turned around and lay down on the bed, picking up his phone from under the pillow. Seeing that it was Kong Zhen's call, he quickly answered and asked, "Brother, what's up?"

  Kong Zhen said with a hint of pride: "Teng, I've found the skewer master you wanted. Do you want them to start work today or come again tomorrow?"

  Li Xiaoteng naturally hoped that his business would get off the ground as soon as possible. He hastily said: "You tell Zhao Baozi to hurry up and buy ingredients, mutton, lamb chops... forget it, I'll say it myself. You have the workers report to Dongxing Restaurant tomorrow morning. I'll arrange for them to work."

  "Have you bought the projection equipment?"

  Kong Zhen nodded and said, "Yeah, we've already decided on the model. Fat brother insisted on finding a place to buy one with high cost performance. But fat brother promised that he will definitely give it to Teng Ge tomorrow."

  Li Xiaoteng nodded and said: "That's good!" It seemed like there was nothing else to say. He then hung up the phone immediately.

  Li Xiaoteng lay on the bed in a daze. He thought about the marinade formula for roasted lamb skewers. He turned over and sat up again. Sighing, he said to himself: "I'd better mix it myself. I don't really trust others..."

  While thinking, I put on my clothes, grabbed the house key, and rushed out after putting on my shoes.

  Li Xiaoteng now lives in a residential area that still belongs to the old district of the 1980s. However, it does not mean that transportation is underdeveloped. There are two key high schools in Xingda District on both sides. The intersection is just a big road.

  The building of the Xingda District Government is conspicuous on the roadside. The buses seem to be as numerous as the hairs on an ox's hide. At this time, more than three o'clock, it is exactly a slack period for taking buses every day. Almost every bus has empty seats.

  Li Xiaoteng hadn't even reached the bus stop yet. From a distance, he saw a group of people rushing towards him as soon as they saw the bus coming, and they all rushed to get on. This scene suddenly made Li Xiaoteng feel a bit intimidated. He turned his head to look around and happened to see a taxi approaching not far away, and Li Xiaoteng almost subconsciously waved his hand.

  The taxi drove very quickly and soon arrived at the destination.

  Li Xiaoteng opened the car door with a tinge of heartache, plopped himself down on the back seat and remained silent. The driver started the engine and drove forward for about two steps before politely asking: "Young man, where are you headed?"

  Li Xiaoteng still felt a bit sore, usually he was the one driving buses. Taking a taxi? He clearly remembered that before he turned 25, he had never even hailed a cab! Reincarnation was indeed helping him break his duck.

  But thinking again, I'm about to join the ranks of those with a net worth of tens of millions, considered a small tycoon. Can't help but chuckle twice. Feel that I'm really a poor soul, having money but not daring to spend it. Immediately shouted at the driver: "Xinfadi Seasoning Hall!"

  Rented a car and sped onto the Jingkai Expressway, as if in the blink of an eye. Arrived at the largest food, fruit, vegetable, and seasoning distribution center in Beijing.

  As he walked into the spice hall, a pungent aroma of spices directly filled Li Xiaoteng's nostrils. The most intense was the flavor of star anise. It seemed that every corner had its flavor...

  Li Xiaoteng shook his head and immediately began searching for the seasonings he wanted.

  Walking in the condiment hall, each stall seems to be selling all kinds of identical condiments, the difference seems to be just people and places.

  Li Xiaoteng casually picked up the cloves and asked about the price, then grabbed a small bunch of parsley and turned it over in his hand. Just as he was selecting, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure.

  Light blue shirt, black trousers. Long hair over shoulders...