Chapter 321 Professional Weeper

What Jiang Feng had in hand was a subscription agreement for a private equity fund. The subscription amount was 10 million yuan. This was Fang Yun's matchmaking gift.

Jiang Feng does not need to pay, he only needs to sign the subscription agreement, and a private equity fund headed by Fang Yun will have his share of the funds. From now on, as long as Fang Yun is still in charge of this fund, Jiang Feng will

Ten million will keep growing.

Of course, there is also the risk of funds shrinking, but as one of the famous financial couples, Fang Yun's level in the financial field is unquestionable. If the fund is held for a long time, the overall profit will definitely be made.

This is why Jiang Feng said that gifts are important. What Fang Yun gave was more than 10 million, but a steady stream of opportunities to make money.

Hearing Jiang Feng's refusal, Fang Yun smiled and said: "Master Jiang, I heard from Sister Pei that you acted as a matchmaker for her best friend Princess Ling, and the matchmaking gift Princess Ling gave you was a luxury car worth more than 30 million.

Although Sister Pei and I are far behind Princess Ling in net worth, a mere ten million is nothing to us. What Sister Pei and I are better at is financial investment, so we have this matchmaking gift. I hope

Master Jiang, can you accept it?"

Chen Mushan also persuaded: "Master Jiang, this is a little thought from our husband and wife. Without your help, we would not be where we are today. Please accept it."

Seeing that the couple was sincere, Jiang Feng no longer refused, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll accept it."

Next, the waiter began to serve the food, and the three of them chatted while eating.

After going round and round, the topic returned to its original point. Jiang Feng once again asked Chen Mushan about his new book.

Chen Mushan said with some emotion: "After writing for more than ten years, my energy and vigor are not as good as before, and my writing is not as spiritual as before. I have to settle for a while, and then I can publish a new book when I have inspiration."

Jiang Feng understood: "That's true. You have been writing in the fantasy genre for more than ten years. It is really difficult to innovate. Have you ever thought about changing the genre?"

Chen Mushan nodded and said: "I have thought about it, but apart from fantasy, I really don't know what other genres I can write."

Jiang Feng made a suggestion: "Three feet is too big, why don't you try the city. This type is close to real life, and it should be easier to get started with your experience."

Chen Mushan took a sip of soup and said: "I have indeed thought about writing about cities, but the best era of cities has passed. Now writing about cities is too restrictive, leaving no room for the author to express himself."

Fang Yun continued: "I know that urban novels cannot involve pornography or politics, nor can they write about bloody violence, but you can consider writing about finance. I can provide you with writing materials in this regard."

Chen Mushan shook his head and said: "Finance is not something that can be written casually. It doesn't matter if it is all fictional. But when it comes to reality, there are many things that cannot be touched in finance. Just like the previous stock trading novels, they were completely wiped out later.

Already.

Anyway, it’s not interesting to write because it’s tied up, and fantasy is much better in comparison.”

Jiang Feng, who has been reading for more than ten years, has deep feelings about this. When he first started to get into novels, it was really the best era. Various classic urban novels were emerging one after another, which made him enjoy reading them.

Unfortunately, those times are gone forever.

Jiang Feng sighed: "I still blame some authors for being too promiscuous. They accept number one as their younger brother. If they disagree with each other, they can kill seven in and seven out of Zhongnanhai. This is really not possible without restrictions!"

Chen Mushan couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. As the saying goes, a mouse dropping spoils a pot of soup. The barriers to entry in the online writing industry are very low, and it is inevitable that there will be some authors who do not know the bounds of the world.

Once a typical person is caught, the entire industry will be in trouble.

"Anyway, I don't plan to touch the city. I'll settle in for a while. If I can't find inspiration in fantasy, I'll try a genre that's less strict."

"Okay, then I'll wait and see."

This meal lasted until eight o'clock in the evening.

…

Half an hour later, Jiang Feng got into Zhen Meng's car.

When heading to a well-known shopping mall, Jiang Feng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said: "Boss Zhen, when we get to the mall later, I will introduce you both, and then I will withdraw. You can take charge of the rest of the time, no problem.

Bar?"

Zhen Meng said nervously: "Master Jiang, to tell you the truth, this is my first blind date, and I have never been in love before. Being alone with a girl, I am a bit inexperienced!"

Jiang Feng comforted: "Don't be nervous, Alyssa has a good impression of you. You two have a lot in common. As long as the topic opens up, everything will fall into place."

Zhen Meng asked for advice: "Master Jiang, you have rich experience in blind dates. I would like to ask you, after we get to know each other, where is the best place for me to ask Alyssa?"

Jiang Feng gave a suggestion with a smile: "We have an appointment to meet at nine o'clock. This time is neither early nor late. We can stroll around in the mall and then ask her to have supper.

The thing you have the most in common is eating. Boss Zhen, you'd better choose a very unique late-night snack restaurant. You have been in the catering industry for so many years, so this must not be difficult for you, right?"

When it came to eating, Zhen Meng was full of confidence and said while driving: "This is no problem at all. I know several very unique late-night snack bars. There must be some that she has never been to."

Jiang Feng said: "That's no problem. Alyssa is a senior foodie who can't walk around when she sees delicious food. Just start with the food aspect and open up the topic. Then you will naturally have endless things to talk about."

With the advice of Jiang Feng, a master matchmaker, Zhen Meng's originally nervous mood relaxed unconsciously, and he was full of confidence in the upcoming blind date.

Soon, the two arrived at the shopping mall where they had arranged to meet in advance, and waited at the entrance of the shopping mall.

In less than ten minutes, Alyssa also arrived.

Today Alyssa is wearing a very distinctive lettered T-shirt and a denim miniskirt, revealing her straight long legs that are more than one meter long. She is wearing a pair of white cool high heels and is carrying a delicate

Bag.

When she walked towards the entrance of the shopping mall, her charming appearance attracted the attention of countless men. Needless to say, Zhen Meng's eyes were fixed on her two long legs and she couldn't move her eyes away at all.

It wasn't until Alyssa walked in front of him that Zhen Meng praised her sincerely: "You must be beautiful Alyssa. I am Zhen Meng. Master Jiang should have told you that you look even better in person than in the photos."

So beautiful!”

Alyssa smiled generously and said: "Hello, brother Zhen, I'm Alyssa. Nice to meet you. You are as handsome as in the photo." After saying that, Alyssa also said hello to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but smile when he saw this: "Boss Zhen, Alyssa, it seems you don't need any more introductions from me, so I wish you both a good time tonight. I want to meet up with my girlfriend, so I won't bother you any more."

.”

"Okay, Master Jiang, let's contact you later."

"Well, call me if anything happens."

"Goodbye, Master Jiang."

"goodbye."

…

Q City, Henan Province.

In a certain rental house, a man and a woman were having dinner.

The man's name is Yuan Feng. He is 24 years old, 1.75 meters tall, of average appearance. He graduated from an ordinary university and is currently a wage earner with a monthly salary of less than 5,000.

The woman is Yuan Feng’s girlfriend Xiaozhen, and they have been living together for more than a year.

"Yuan Feng, my mother called again today to urge us to get married." Xiaozhen glanced at her boyfriend who was engrossed in eating and said.

Yuan Feng's expression changed slightly when he heard this. This was the third time his girlfriend mentioned this matter in front of him. He was stupid, so he naturally understood the meaning behind his girlfriend's words.

Because he was worried that his girlfriend wouldn't be able to accept his parents' career, Yuan Feng made excuses for the first two times his girlfriend mentioned her parents' urge to get married.

But there are only three things to do. Today, his girlfriend mentioned it for the third time, and Yuan Feng knew in his heart that he could not avoid it this time.

Yuan Feng put down his chopsticks, looked into his girlfriend's eyes and said: "Xiaozhen, I understand what you mean. We have lived together for more than a year. You know my strengths and weaknesses, and I also understand yours. It is indeed time to talk about marriage.

It’s time to talk about getting married.”

Xiaozhen said: "Yuan Feng, I know your salary is not high, and you can barely make enough money every month excluding the rent. You can't save much money at all. If you refused to respond to this matter before, are you worrying about the betrothal gift?

Don't worry about this, my parents don't need a lot of betrothal gifts from your family, just give me a generous gift of eight thousand yuan."

Yuan Feng shook his head and said: "Xiaozhen, I was unwilling to respond before, not because of the bride price, but because I was afraid that you and your family would not be able to accept my parents' career, so I didn't want to talk about marriage so soon."

Xiaozhen frowned when she heard this and asked: "Yuan Feng, what do you mean by this? Are you hiding something from me? Didn't you say before that you were born in a rural area and that your parents were both farmers? Could it be that you were lying to me?

?”

Yuan Feng said: "I'm not lying to you. I did come from a rural area. My parents are both farmers. It's just that the professions they are engaged in now are a bit different. I'm worried that you and your family won't be able to accept it."

Xiaozhen had a bad premonition in her heart, so she put down her chopsticks and said, "What are your parents' professions?"

Yuan Feng opened his mouth and spit out five words with difficulty: "Professional mourner!"

When Xiaozhen heard this, she stood up suddenly and said angrily: "Damn it, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Seeing his girlfriend's reaction, Yuan Feng's heart suddenly went cold. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

Seeing this, Xiaozhen had a gloomy face and angrily entered the room and started packing her luggage. Within ten minutes, she dragged a suitcase out and walked out.

The two of them had experienced such a scene before. Every time Xiaozhen was angry and wanted to pack her bags and leave, Yuan Feng would coax her back. But this time, both of them knew in their hearts that they were serious.

Yuan Feng sat there in silence until Xiaozhen packed her luggage and walked out, then he said with a complicated mood: "Xiaozhen, I'm sorry!"

Xiaozhen paused for a moment. After all, they had been living together for more than a year, and they still had a relationship. Knowing that she left, the two of them would become strangers from now on. She tried to calm down and wanted to say something, but in the end she just lost her

With the next sentence, "You can take care of yourself," he opened the door and walked out without looking back.

When the sound of locking the door sounded, even though he was mentally prepared, Yuan Feng couldn't help but scratch his hair.

But soon, Yuan Feng accepted this fact.

The profession his parents were engaged in made him and his younger siblings ostracized in the village. Friends of their own age were told by their parents not to play with their siblings. They had long been accustomed to this kind of discrimination.

He didn't blame his parents. When his parents didn't work as a mourner, the family was so poor that they could hardly take the blame. It was his mother who bravely took that step under tremendous pressure and finally improved their family's life with her strength.

Of course, to be honest, if he had a choice, Yuan Feng would not want his parents to work as a mourner. This was not because he was afraid of being discriminated against, but mainly because he had witnessed his mother kneeling and kowtowing in front of a stranger's mourning hall, crying.

It's heartbreaking.
To be continued...