I'm not interested in money or women.

Chapter 60 Heading to the Magic City
At 21:15 p.m., the Airbus 320 slowly landed at Shanghai Pudong International Airport.

Carrying a backpack, Lu Feng walked out of the airport easily, got on a taxi and went straight to the hotel.

The taxi was driving on Yingbin Expressway. Lu Feng looked at the night view outside the window and chatted with the taxi driver in Shanghai dialect: "Has Disneyland here started work?"

Hearing Lu Feng's Shanghai accent, the taxi driver immediately became more enthusiastic: "Young man, you speak Shanghai dialect quite well! How long have you been in Shanghai?"

"I've been in Shanghai for a few years, but I haven't been here for four or five years."

Lu Feng explained with a smile.

"This Disneyland started construction last year! But I heard it will take several years to complete."

The driver answered his previous question: "A relative of mine had a house here. It was worthless at first, but after it was demolished, it was moved to the YP area! He became a multimillionaire!"

Listening to the driver's envious and jealous chatter, Lu Feng also recalled those graceful figures.

His memories of the Magic City are pink.

The city where he stayed the longest in his previous life was Shanghai.

The years when he met the most girls were also in Shanghai.

But no matter how old the girls are, they all seem to like coming to Disney.

Especially in the first few years when Disney was first built, he would accompany almost every girl to have a visit.

After playing there dozens of times, Lu Feng felt that he was more familiar with the park than the staff.

Driving along the Central Ring Road towards the city center, there were not many lights on both sides of the road. Many of them were construction sites, which was different from the prosperity that Lu Feng remembered a few years later.

On the high-rise building that flashed by on the right, there was a huge advertisement with the name of the project: Zhangjiang Hi-Tech Park Silicon Shore International.

Wang Weiheng’s house is in Zhangjiang Tangchen Mansion, not far from here.

Looking away, Lu Feng chatted casually with the driver while making an appointment on his phone with someone he would meet tomorrow morning.

He told Feng Xiaoxiao that he would arrive the next day or the day after tomorrow, but he came early tonight.

This has always been his habit, he will never let others control the trajectory of his life.

After a while, the driver took him to his destination.

Bellagio Hotel Suning is located on the banks of Suzhou River.

He has stayed in almost all the hotels with 5 diamonds or above in Shanghai.

This is all thanks to the terrible property management of Tangchen Yipin.

In his previous life, he bought a house in Tomson One, but only lived there for half a year before moving out.

That shabby neighborhood has a bad reputation, but only when you live in it do you realize how shabby it is.

As a symbol of real estate in Shanghai, Tomson One has a high turnover rate, and its tenants change every few days.

Due to the high turnover rate of staff, the renovation work has almost never stopped.

This is not a big problem. The most annoying thing is the pipeline leakage problem in the community.

Not only was the ceiling leaking, but water was also backing up in the bathroom from time to time.

Once again, when Lu Feng came home from outside, the whole room was flooded. Not only was the wooden floor damaged, but even the good tea leaves on the coffee table were contaminated.

It was because of these shitty things that Lu Feng developed the habit of staying in hotels.

You don’t have to worry about anything in a hotel. There is food and drinks, someone washes your clothes and cleans the place. It is much more comfortable than a house.

This Bellagio Hotel was one of Lu Feng's favorite hotels in his previous life. It was very close to the Bund, with Suzhou River just outside the door, but it was not as noisy as the Bund.

The most important thing is that its breakfast is quite good, with rich variety, including Chinese and Western food, which is no worse than Bulgari, but the price is three-quarters cheaper.

When Lu Feng stays in a hotel, he has only three requirements: internet speed, privacy, and breakfast.

Transactions are done at any time, and Lu Feng always carries his computer with him wherever he goes.

What is most needed for transactions is a stable and fast Internet speed.

There is no need to explain much about privacy, those who understand will understand.

Breakfast is also something Lu Feng attaches great importance to.

Since he developed the habit of exercising in the morning, he has become more demanding about breakfast.

After a sweaty day, taking a shower and having a hearty breakfast are the best rewards for your body.

The next morning, he did just that. The hotel's breakfast was even better than the one he had stayed at in his previous life. The dumplings were very authentic, with tender meat and fresh soup, and not too sweet, which suited Lu Feng's taste very well.

After eating and drinking, he went to the lobby on the first floor, watching the news while waiting for the person he was going to meet.

He had an appointment at 9:9 a.m., but just as a.m. arrived, a well-mannered man wearing silver-rimmed glasses and formal clothes came up to Lu Feng and asked politely, "Are you Mr. Lu?"

"Mr. Qian, please take a seat."

Lu Feng shook hands with him but did not stand up.

Lawyer Qian sat down and explained, "Sorry, Mr. Lu, I was stuck in traffic."

"It doesn't matter, it's not the agreed time yet!"

Lu Feng smiled and gestured: "Order whatever you want to drink."

Lawyer Qian didn't hesitate to order an American coffee and asked Lu Feng, "Has the agent not arrived yet?"

"It should be soon."

Lu Feng looked at the time.

But it was not until 9:35 that a man with fair skin but several black moles on his chin walked in hurriedly.

Looking around, he saw Lu Feng and walked over quickly, apologizing repeatedly: "Sorry! Mr. Lu, there's a traffic jam on the road."

People who are late always like to use traffic jam as an excuse, but no one cares whether there is a real traffic jam or not.

"sit down."

Lu Feng raised his hand to signal.

The man sat down, his eyes moved between Lu Feng and Lawyer Qian, and the smile on his face suddenly faded a little.

"Boss Zhao, have you brought all the information?"

Lu Feng didn't say hello and went straight to business.

"It's all here."

The man called Mr. Zhao took out a file bag and a plastic bag containing several seals of different sizes and shapes.

Lu Feng raised his chin and motioned him to give the information to Lawyer Qian.

After Lawyer Qian took it, he read it carefully.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhao laughed and joked, "Mr. Lu is really experienced. He is so careful even when buying a shell."

"Sarcastic about me?"

Lu Feng raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile.

"Ouch! How dare I?"

Mr. Zhao shrank his neck and said, "You are the God of Wealth, you have the final say!"

As he spoke, his face turned serious and he said, “In fact, it’s right to be cautious. Some shells look safe, but they are actually risky.

But Mr. Lu, don't worry. I, Zhao Xinze, have been in this business for several years. I am in long-term business. I won't touch that kind of junk shells. Otherwise, how can I dare to ask for such a high price? "

Lu Feng smiled and didn't pursue his joke any further.

The shell that Zhao Xinze was talking about was not a turtle shell or a clam shell, but a shell company.

A so-called shell company is a company that has no appointed directors, no investors subscribing for shares, no operations or bond debts, and is only registered with the industrial and commercial system.

Because it has no actual operations and no employees, it is equivalent to an empty shell, so it is called a shell company.

Zhao Xinze is an intermediary who buys and sells shell companies, also known as a middleman.

Starting from June this year, Shanghai has tightened its housing sales restriction policy.

Lu Feng is a single person who is not a Shanghai native and is not eligible to buy a house.

If you want to transfer ownership, you have to use some tricks.

For example, find someone who is qualified to buy a house to register a real estate-related company to purchase the house, and then use a shell company to control that company to hold it.

However, whether he buys Wang Weiheng’s house or not, Lu Feng needs a shell.

Because no matter which project you invest in, using a shell to operate it will have much smaller risks, and you can also legally save 20% of personal income tax when dividends are distributed.

(End of this chapter)