Martin calmly patted the black gray on the suit, turned his head, and grinned at Yang Fei: "Now, I can't stay there at all."

Yang Fei touched his nose and thought to himself that this person was really optimistic, he was homeless, and could still laugh so humorously.

Martin stretched out his big hand: "Hey, I'm Martin, thank you for all the assistance you have done to my family!"

"Yang Fei."

Martin stared at Yang Fei, then looked at him with his head, pointed his head with his left index finger, and said, "Are you, are you so familiar?"

Yang Fei shrugged, saying that he could not help. If you can remember who I am, then who I am. If you can’t remember, I can’t help you find me from your memory bank.

Martin held Yang Fei's hand tightly, and he was very stunning to let go if he couldn't remember it.

"Oh, I remember, you are Mr. Yang Fei of Huaxia Beauty Group?"

"Yes, it's me. Have we seen it?"

"In Mr. Sean's house, there was a party that day, and I've seen you, and you've been dancing with Miss Linda of Mr. Sean's house."

"Oh, yes." Yang Fei also had some impression and smiled, "Good to know."

When he first came to the United States, all the black people he met felt that they were all the same mold. If he had a short contact time, he would not have left any deep impression at all.

Martin once again expressed his gratitude to Yang Fei for his rescue, and at the same time he respected Yang Fei, the rich man in the East.

"If it weren't for you, but other neighbors, in fact, there were many other neighbors nearby, including blacks and whites. Well, they were all watching the fire across the walls and did not come to rescue them, only you, oh, Mr. Yang, whom I respect the most, is only you, like God, who saved my family, my wife, and my children from the fire."

Yang Fei waved his hand and said that there was nothing to say about it. He asked him again: "Where are you family planning to live?"

When talking about this annoying question, Martin couldn't help but feel a headache: "I don't know, really don't know. Maybe it's a bridge hole, maybe it's a shopping mall's eaves, who knows?"

The mouse whispered: "Young Master Fei, he said he was a member of parliament? A dignified member of parliament, just such a house? Now that the house is burning, isn't he a poor person?"

Yang Fei said: "Look at him, he has given birth to a bunch of children and is still so dense. It shows that his wife has not had a job for at least ten years. Think about it, is he enough to make some money by himself? Do you think buying a house in the United States is cheap?"

In 1992, the market price of real estate investment in the United States was about US$1,000 per square meter, but by the end of 2014, the real estate investment in the United States had reached US$4,000 to US$5,000 per square meter.

According to the most authoritative ase-shiller housing price index in the United States, in 28 years from 1890 to 201, it fell in 28 years, accounting for 2, and in 95 years, it rose in 77.

The big bull market between 1995 and 2007 mainly occurred between 1999 and 2005, with an average annual increase of 11, and there are still 8 after deducting inflation.

This increase beyond inflation was later proved to be a bubble. U.S. housing prices began to fall in 2006, triggering a subprime mortgage crisis. By 2011, U.S. housing prices were lower than in 1895 after deducting inflation, but then rose again.

This history is very similar to the real estate bubble in the island country.

1998 was the first year of the development of the US real estate bubble economy. It was not rare for a member of parliament to have only one house. After all, parliamentarians also receive a fixed salary.

After listening to Martin's complaints, Yang Fei pondered: "I still have a house, which is now idle. You can rent it for you to live in temporarily. What do you think?"

"Oh, Swift! That's great! Mr. Yang, you are the savior of my whole family!" Martin held Yang Fei's hand again and shook it hard.

Yang Fei said: "Then let's just say that."

Chen Mo asked, "Yang Fei, when will you still have a house?"

Yang Fei blinked and said, "You go and rent a house now and lend it to Mr. Martin."

Chen Mo opened his mouth and said nothing in the end.

Although she still couldn't understand Yang Fei's intentions, she knew that Yang Fei's actions must have profound meaning.

Although they followed Yang Fei for a short time, Chen Mo and Ning Xin both understood Yang Fei's path, which was definitely aimless.

Martin said: "Mr. Yang, how are your products selling in the United States?"

Yang Fei said helplessly: "Not very good. Americans are not friendly to foreign products."

Martin said: "No, right? Americans like Chinese goods very much, with low prices and good quality."

Yang Fei said: "Americans also like to buy bargains?"

Martin smiled and said, "Of course, America is a paradise for rich people, but not everyone in Americans has money. The majority of those without money are. Just like our family, we have to save money to spend. The clothes worn by my son and daughter are made by Chinese people."

Yang Fei laughed: "It's interesting."

Martin said: "Mr. Yang, as long as your product is cheap and good, it will definitely be a best-seller."

Yang Fei said: "Mr. Martin, you think it is possible to have cheap and good products? Really good products, raw materials and processing costs are extremely high."

Martin said: "So we hope to buy such products. Chinese people have much cheaper wages than those in the United States, and the products you have are very cheaper."

Yang Fei was also concerned about this. He has not built a factory in the United States for a long time, just because the labor here is too expensive.

Many products are cheaper to be manufactured from domestically and exported to the United States than to be manufactured locally in the United States.

The most famous example is that Apple's OEM factories in later generations were almost all abroad, and they would look for whoever is cheaper. Later, due to the factory's relocation, there was a conflict between the company and the government.

Martin's words made Yang Fei feel a little hesitant again. Is it really wise to build a factory in the United States?

Ning Xin likes Martin's second daughter very much and is playing with her.

The little girl is five and a half years old, as beautiful as a black pearl.

Yang Fei thought to himself and said, "Mr. Martin, my company is preparing to shoot an advertisement. I want to invite a white girl and a black girl to be the protagonist. Your second daughter is very in line with my ideal image. I want to invite her to participate in the advertisement. What do you think? Well, of course it is paid, and the market price is the standard."

Before Martin could say anything, his wife immediately agreed, "Okay, OK, OK."

Martin shrugged helplessly: "If it were in the past, I wouldn't have let such a young daughter make money by shooting advertisements, but in the current situation, I'm also very sad and helpless."

Martin's wife said: "I know a white girl, who is Winnie's classmate. She is very cheerful and lively, and she can play with my Winnie. If I introduce her, can you give me an introduction fee?"

Martin frowned and said, "Dinah, how can you do this?"

Yang Fei smiled slightly: "Nothing. Of course, it's OK. As long as the person you introduced is hired, I will pay you."

Chen Mo rented a house and came over to hand over the keys to Yang Fei.

Yang Fei invited Martin's family to stay.

When he got home, Chen Mo asked Yang Fei: "Is a congressman worth making friends like this?"

Yang Fei said: "We are in a foreign country and need friends too. I think Martin will be our good friend in the future. The MP has little power, but it is still a MP. It is better to ask him to handle some things than to ask the local administrative agency to handle them."

After a slight pause, Yang Fei said: "The congressmen are also influential, especially in the appeal of ethnic groups. Black congressmen are very appealing. Perhaps, after our new advertisement is launched, Martin can help us. There are tens of millions of black friends in the United States. If they buy all our products, then we can gain a foothold in the United States."

Chen Mo said: "I knew that you were playing a chess game, and everyone was your chess piece."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "I don't like to listen to this. If I say this, I am also my own chess piece and it plays the greatest role."

Chen Mo smiled and said, "But I have to admire you, you are really meticulous and quick in your mind."

Yang Fei said: "Then I have to make it clear first. Before saving people in the fire, I didn't know his identity. I only came up with this idea after seeing Martin."

Chen Mo said: "I know, you are a kind and good person."

Yang Fei shook his head: "Sometimes, I don't want to be a good person. Because good people do business, it is rare to last for a long time. Business is cruel. We cannot rely on our own kindness to fight with others. Just like in war, the kind side often dies faster. During the Vietnam War, many soldiers in our army were assassinated by Vietnamese farmers and even children because of their kindness."

Chen Mo said, "Is it so scary?"

Yang Fei said solemnly: "So, I must be appropriately unkind in the future. You are also responsible for reminding me."

Chen Mo and Ning Xin looked at each other, reminding the boss to be not kind and reminding him to do bad things?

They dare not imagine that when Yang Fei wants to do good deeds, they must remind him in time: Yang Fei, you should do evil!

Yang Fei looked as usual and smiled.

Ning Xin whispered: "He is lying to us! Judging from his smugness, he must be playing with us!"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "I think so too."

Ning Xin said: "Yes, next time he does good deeds, we will deliberately remind him to see how he chooses!"

Chen Mo said: "From my understanding of him, he will definitely scold us, and then do his own good deeds. Because he is a good person in his bones."

Ning Xin said: "But, in my impression, Yang Fei used to be very domineering and cruel! Once, in order to save me, he broke many people's legs."

Chen Mo looked at her: "Is that so? Tell me quickly, what's going on? Why did he help you hit someone else?"

Ning Xin said embarrassedly: "It's nothing, it's all over the past. I feel that Yang Fei has changed a lot in the past two years."

Chen Mo said: "Is it because he is a poetic and literary spirit?"

Ning Xin burst into laughter: "I think he is probably stupid in his studies."

At this time, Yang Fei suddenly turned around and glanced at them.

Ning Xin stuck out her tongue and laughed secretly with Chen Mo: "You must prank him once! See if he has really changed!"
Chapter completed!