"I left you in Hongfeng precisely because I wanted to fully develop the Chinese martial arts."
Song Feng spread his hands: I have decided that from now on, Hong Feng will provide free teaching to Chinese students under the age of 20. Anyone can come into contact with real martial arts. I, China, have passed down martial arts for thousands of years. "
"In the future, it will continue to be passed on and will never fade!"
"Song" Mr. Song, are you serious about this? "
Zhang Hongfeng looked at Song Feng in disbelief, even his title changed.
"A gentleman's word.
Song Feng smiled and nodded, and then looked at Yu Momo: "Help me buy an advertising company later to advertise specifically for this matter. I want this matter to be known everywhere. In addition to the money to buy the advertising company, I will allocate I’ll give you one billion in advertising fees.” 2
Yu Momo was shocked. This set of operations would cost at least several billion! The boss's treasury is really a bottomless pit, like sea water, there is no limit to it! Song Feng didn't care about this.
Now that he has hundreds of billions of money on his books, why not spend it? Burning money is also one of the pleasures of rich people. How about it, Mr. Zhang, are you still willing to stay? "
Song Feng asked with a smile.
"certainly!"
Zhang Hongfeng held Song Feng's hand with some excitement: "In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer people like you... I don't want any shares, as long as you really want to pass on the national martial arts. Old man, I teach for free!”
"Haha, it doesn't have to be like this."
Song Feng smiled and shook his head: Just think of it as a pension for you, and you will have a guarantee in the future. "
"Hey, old man, I'm very strong!"
Zhang Hongfeng's waist was obviously straighter than before, and his whole body was energetic, as if he was twenty years younger.
However, seeing Song Feng's persistence, Zhang Hongfeng also accepted the 30% share.
According to the current market value, Zhang Hongfeng went from having nothing to being worth more than one billion in one fell swoop.
Please rest assured that I will do my best. "
Zhang Hongfeng also assured.
"Well, I believe the old gentleman."
Song Feng smiled and nodded. Things here were almost in progress and he planned to go back first.
"Boss Song, walk slowly."
Zhang Hongfeng bowed slightly, with a hint of excitement in his expression.
"What are you looking at? Why don't you get out of the way quickly?"
Xiao Qingxuan glanced at the martial arts apprentices watching and rolled her eyes.
Most of these students had been beaten up by her just now. When they saw Xiao Qingxuan, they subconsciously felt fear and stepped aside, laughing sarcastically.
As if giving way to the eldest sister.
Song Feng and Xiao Zhu looked at each other, smiled helplessly, shook their heads, and led Yu Momo out of the Hongfeng Martial Arts Hall.
Rolls-Royce Phantom on the road.
"Sister Mo Mo is so awesome today! She is like a female general in the stock market commanding thousands of troops!"
Xiao Zhu envied Yu Momo very much.
No, in fact, it’s because the sisters recruited by the master are all the elites among the elites, that’s why it went so smoothly. I have to thank these little sisters when I go back. "
Yu Mo smiled.
"Well, yes, we can't forget their contribution. Let's go to the Pastry City for a walk first."
Song Feng suggested.
"Pastry City?"
Yu Momo's eyes lit up.
"Buy some delicious food and go back and reward them."
Song Feng looked at the two snack foodies with shining eyes beside him. Sure enough, most girls like to eat desserts and pastries!
"Very good!"
Xiao Zhu licked Cherry's little mouth, looking very seductive.
"Why does the boss think so of Xiaozhu?
Xiao Zhu bit her lower lip and smiled knowingly.
You look much tastier than the pastries.
Song Feng had no intention of hiding his inner thoughts. After all, magnanimity was also a quality Shenhao should have.
"Eh~ Stinky boss!"
Xiao Zhu's face turned red at Song Feng's straightforward words, but in her heart she was somewhat expecting Song Feng to go further and do something to her.
Unfortunately, Song Feng closed his eyes and pretended to be an innocent passer-by, humming a little tune after the flirtation.
"Run away after flirting, you scumbag!" A
Xiao Zhu licked his tongue, but he was very happy inside.
The car stopped in front of the dessert shop. It took me an entire afternoon to operate the stock.
It's already dark now.
The night scene of the prosperous magic city, with thousands of lights, is also beginning to take shape.
The Pastry City is also decorated with lights and colorful decorations.
A scene of prosperity.
The Pastry City in Shanghai is also a paradise for those who like sweets and pastries.
Whether it's the affordable sweet-scented osmanthus cake or the sky-high-priced palace cakes.
You can find traditional mung bean cakes and traditional chocolate sundaes here.
"Well, this smells so good."
As soon as they entered the Pastry City, a few little girls looked here and there as if they were having fun.
It’s always hard for a girl to resist the temptation of desserts.
"Just take whatever you like, haha."
Seeing the excitement of several girls, Song Feng also bowed his head and smiled.
Soon, the girls had many dessert and pastry boxes in their hands.
"Cut cake! Authentic Xinjiang cut cake."
while walking.
Then I heard the shouting from the side.
"Cut the cake?"
Song Feng raised his eyebrows.
He had heard something similar before. "One knife cut into the cake, and Ma Yun shed tears. Two knife cuts into the cake, and Silin cried bitterly. "One knife cut into the cake, and a house in Kyoto. "if.
Today he wanted to see how expensive these cakes were.
All the rumors about cutting cakes also made the surrounding citizens who came to the Pastry City to shop away from the car.
Several vendors pushing trolleys were also very helpless. It seemed that the items they sold were too famous and it was not good.
"How do you sell these cakes?"
Song Feng asked with a faint smile.
"Hey, this young man actually dares to ask about the price of cake cutting. I don't think he has a month's salary.
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"yes."
"It's too awful!"
The citizens passing by sighed.
The cut cake is very dense, and any piece of cake weighs ten to eight pounds, which is almost half of everyone’s monthly salary.
Therefore, they also concluded that Song Feng, who was young and young, might lose a month's salary if he was cut off with one knife.
One month's salary? What kind of cake is worth billions per catty? ":
Song Feng asked in surprise.
"Ah, no, no, sir, our authentic Xinjiang cut cake costs three pounds per pound.
One hundred yuan
The vendor was so frightened by Song Feng's words that his hands shook, but after he finished speaking, he still glanced at Song Feng secretly, fearing that Song Feng would run away after hearing the price.
A monthly salary of several billion sounds like bragging.
"Huh... I'm scared to death. So it's so convenient?"
Song Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it was hundreds of millions per pound.
"!?!?"
The passers-by around me were all confused, it was so easy.
"This guy's tone is too loud!"
"I guess you didn't want to lose face by bringing your girlfriend out, right? Humph, you're just trying to show off your face."
But speaking of which, his girlfriends are really pretty!
"Um, girlfriends?"
The onlookers all felt that things were a bit intriguing...
"Okay, I'll give you an address. You drive your car there. I want all your cars."
Song Feng made an estimate and said.
