From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 175 Complaints
"Bang bang bang..." There was a knock on the door.

Then, the door of the private room was slowly pushed open, and the soldier, whose face was now full of flesh, poked his head out from outside.

"Uncle Yao..." After seeing Jiang Yao in the private room, he walked in carelessly carrying a backpack.

A title doesn't mean anything. Even though there was an outsider like Cheng Feier present, Bingzai didn't care about anything.

"They are all our own people. This is lawyer Cheng Feier."

"This is my nephew, you can just call him... Bingzai!"

He introduced the person that Bingzai replaced to the two people present. The identity seemed to be Wang Xiong. Jiang Yao couldn't remember clearly. After thinking about it, he was too lazy to hide it, so he directly introduced him to Cheng Feier as Bingzai.

After all, it is not uncommon for people to have a nickname or a alias in addition to their real name.

"Auntie is so beautiful, and she's actually a lawyer? Uncle Yao, you really have good taste!"

With a smile on his face, Bingzai quickly greeted Cheng Feier.

He didn't bother to care about the relationship between Cheng Fei'er and Jiang Yao, and just called her aunt directly. His attitude was extremely attentive and warm.

"Don't get me wrong, Bingzai, Mr. Jiang is just my client. There is no other relationship between him and me." Looking embarrassed, Cheng Feier quickly explained.

"Don't be polite, Auntie. Uncle Yao treats you as one of his own, so he introduced us to each other."

"Even if you are not my aunt now, you will be sooner or later."

"Call me a few times first, it's okay!" After a few dry laughs, Bingzai didn't listen to Cheng Feier's explanation at all. He kept calling her "Auntie".

There was no other way, Cheng Feier could only look at Jiang Yao, trying to get him to speak to prove her innocence.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yao was smiling and not moved at all: "Have you had dinner, Bingzi?"

"If you haven't eaten, don't be polite to me. Just order whatever you want."

"Lawyer Cheng and I have something to discuss. Since you are here, you can listen in."

Jiang Yao had already eaten most of the dishes that he had ordered like a whirlwind.

Given the relationship between him and Bingzai, there is no need to be so formal. Just let him take care of himself.

Seeing Bingzai picking up the menu and preparing to order, he looked at Cheng Feier again: "Besides the property rights of those houses, Lawyer Cheng, can you help me see if there are any newspapers in Hong Kong that can be acquired?"

"It may be difficult to acquire a large and influential newspaper, but it is possible to acquire a few small newspapers and integrate them."

"Once you find the target, Bingzai, you can come forward to help. It should make the acquisition process much easier."

No matter what era we are in, the importance of public opinion is undeniable.

Traditional newspapers still have a golden age of at least several years in Hong Kong.

If you set up a newspaper and it develops well in scale, when the Internet age really arrives, you can directly transform it into a news website.

I got more than 100 million yuan from Uncle Lin. Such a large sum of money can only show its value if it is truly transformed into assets.

Whether or not one can make money by using this money to acquire a newspaper is secondary. What Jiang Yao really values ​​is the influence of public opinion.

"Don't worry, if you really run into that kind of newspaper boss who doesn't know how to behave, just tell me, Auntie. I'll make him behave himself in a few days!"

He asked the waiter outside to add a few dishes, rolled up his sleeves, and the soldier, who was stuffing a braised pork knuckle into his mouth, patted his chest and agreed immediately.

This guy has a face full of flesh and a body full of tattoos. Just by looking at his demeanor, Cheng Feier can guess what he does.

Under normal circumstances, she didn't like dealing with this kind of people, but thinking that the other party was called by Jiang Yao, she didn't say much after all.

Frowning, she pondered for a while, then looked at Jiang Yao and asked tentatively: "It shouldn't be too difficult to buy a few tabloids and reorganize them."

"But Mr. Jiang, can you tell me how much money will be used for this acquisition?"

"This way, it will be easier for me to find a suitable acquisition target."

It's just the word "acquisition", the concept is too vague.

It is reasonable for Cheng Feier to ask this question: how much money you have determines how much you can do.

"As long as the amount of money spent on purchasing a newspaper is kept within 50 million, there will be no problem."

"After the newspaper is integrated, I plan to invest another 50 million yuan to enable the newspaper to develop as quickly as possible."

"I can accept that the newspaper under my name doesn't make money for a few years, but I can't accept that it has no influence."

"If the sales of the newspaper can be among the top in Hong Kong, I can afford to invest more money in it."

...With his eyes slightly closed, Jiang Yao thought for a while and then spoke.

In his memories of his previous life, many large companies relied on burning money crazily in the early stages and eventually became giants.

Jiang Yao is not very good at starting a company and doing business, but he knows something about the concept of spending money to grab market share.

The money he had came easily, so he wouldn't feel bad even if it was all burned.

In his opinion, if he could spend all the 100 million yuan in his hands and buy a newspaper that ranks among the top in Hong Kong, he would have made a profit.

"Are you going to invest 100 million in the newspaper?"

Hearing the numbers coming out of Jiang Yao's mouth, Cheng Feier was stunned for a long time.

Jiang Yao in front of him is just a uniformed policeman. Although he has a record company under him, it has only been developed for a short time, and the company certainly cannot provide him with much funds.

First it was three houses, and then he said he was going to spend 100 million to start a newspaper. Even Cheng Feier was obviously shocked by this.

After a long while, she spoke again, and said with emotion: "Mr. Jiang is really generous. Such a large sum of money, could it be that the old man who wanted to recognize you as his godfather left it to you?"

As a professional lawyer, the following sentences were obviously not suitable for her to say, but she couldn't help it after all and teased Jiang Yao.

"Lawyer Cheng, you guessed it all, how smart!" Shrugging, Jiang Yao gave Cheng Feier a thumbs up.

Then, with a smile on his face, he continued, "Before the old man jumped into the sea, he asked me to do something meaningful with the money he left behind, so I thought of publishing a newspaper."

"You know, I don't like doing business. I just like to be a hands-off boss."

"Are you interested in leaving Luo Lilin Law Firm and helping me take care of these things full-time? As long as you give me a nod, I can hand over the Feixing Records, which is doing quite well, or the newspaper that is about to be established, to you."

The ancients had a saying of "visiting the thatched cottage three times". This is the third time Jiang Yao has invited Cheng Feier to help him. If she still refuses, then there is nothing he can do. Jiang Yao can only give up and never mention such things to her again.

His eyes flickered a little, and looking at Cheng Feier's expression, he seemed to be obviously moved.

Glancing at the soldier beside her, she seemed to be hesitant and didn't want to say something.

Finally, she just left a message: "Just the day before yesterday, I got my barrister's license. I will help you with the property transfer as soon as possible. I will call you in two days."

After saying a few words, she stood up, packed up the documents Jiang Yao gave her, said hello, walked out of the private room and left.

"Uncle Yao, this girl is pretty good. Based on my many years of experience in picking up girls, she won't be able to resist the temptation you give her. In a few days, she will take the initiative to get into your bed!"

Picking up the glass of wine in front of him, Bingzai toasted Jiang Yao and joked cheerfully.

Then he picked up the backpack he was carrying, unzipped it, and revealed colorful stacks of banknotes inside.

Pointing at the banknotes, Bingzai explained, "All the jewelry and gold ornaments you gave me have been disposed of."

"There are a total of 2.8 million here. There is no other way. Even if you take it to the Federation, only the gold jewelry is easy to sell. The jewelry and diamonds can't be sold at a high price."

"After my brothers went to the Federation, they traveled to more than a dozen cities before they finally got this thing done."

If it were a few days ago, Jiang Yao might have valued the money that Bingzai brought, but now, the more than two million is not so important to him.

After all, there was nearly 20 million US dollars in the account that Uncle Lin left for him, which would be around 150 million Hong Kong dollars if converted into Hong Kong dollars.

"That batch of stuff was sold for 2.8 million, which is pretty good."

"Even brothers have to settle accounts. You have brothers to support. If you help me with something, I will definitely not let you work in vain."

"How about this, you take the 800,000 and share it with your brothers!" After thinking for a while, Jiang Yao smiled and suggested.

When Bingzai followed him to Hong Kong, he promised that Bingzai would have a good life and would never have to worry about money again.

Although he joined the police force, Bingzai insisted on joining a gang. Although Jiang Yao could not interfere in this regard, he would definitely help him to the best of his ability.

"Uncle Yao, if you say so, then I won't be polite!"

After a dry laugh, Bingzai added, "I just recently moved to Wo Shing Wo and am making a living in Mong Kok. There are less than ten of my younger brothers who came with me, and I am in dire need of money."

“Yuen Long is poor, but at least I still have a street there as my territory.”

"After I transferred here, the boss I followed only took up half of a street in Mong Kok. Now there is only a mahjong parlor and a horse stable left for me to look after. If I don't find a way to make money, I can't even support my subordinates."

While complaining, Bingzai glanced at Jiang Yao's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

Judging from the guy's attitude, he must be here to ask Jiang Yao for help, but he just doesn't have the courage to ask directly.

(End of this chapter)