Wealth

Sheng Wei immediately smiled after listening to Fan Wubing’s words, “Fan is really funny. Okay, that’s all for the interview. In order to thank Mr. Fan for his cooperation, how about I invite you to dinner at noon? ?"

Fan Wubing touched his chin and said, "I haven't been invited to dinner by a girl."

Seeing that it was time for the meal, the people inside were still talking, so the two of them left the venue, and when they were about to drive away, there was a problem.

After seeing Fan Wubing’s extremely cool Bugatti Veyron sports car, Sheng Wei stuck out his tongue and said, “This car is so good. It is estimated that if you drive out to eat, it will arouse onlookers. Mr. Fan, you still sit on me. My little broken car is ready, at least I can have a good meal."

Fan Wubing nodded and agreed, but when the two people walked to the parking lot, the car that was currently driving was not a small broken car. At least in this period, the Jetta is still a good private car for ordinary people. , The working class can drive their own car, already envious of others.

Sheng Wei drove the car and took Fan Wuyi to a bustling commercial street in the city. There is a restaurant like a teahouse. It doesn't look very luxurious, but the environment is very elegant. It looks like a little white-collar worker. Our favorite.

Especially when Fan Wuyi looked at the prices on the menu, he was even more sure of his own previous guess that this restaurant is a business strategy that relies on high quality and low prices to earn repeat customers.

When Sheng Wei saw that Fan Wubing was looking at the menu, he said with some embarrassment, "My salary is not high, so I have to invite you to eat in this kind of ordinary restaurant."

"This place is very good, the environment is very good, and it is very lively." Fan Wu Bing smiled slightly.

"Ms. Fan rarely eats in such a small restaurant, right?" Sheng Wei asked as he poured tea for Fan Cao.

"Not necessarily." Fan Wubing shook his head and replied, "Actually, when I was in Panshi, I was more used to more casual restaurants. At that time, there were a few more popular food stalls, and the bosses were very familiar with me. Later, I often When you are in Beijing and Shanghai, you can’t eat too casually. Although there are not many social gatherings, sometimes for convenience, you will stay in hotels for a long time."

Sheng Wei pointed to the menu and said, "The fried mud snails in this restaurant are very special. Although I am a local, I also like to eat this thing. Why don't I try it as well as Mr. Fan? And this sauce-fried pork ribs is also very authentic. , Can I have another vegetarian spell?"

"Okay, I also love fried mud snails. Three dishes are enough for the two of us." Fan Wuyao stopped Sheng Wei's intention to order again. "Waste is not good. Well, I want a bowl." White rice, drinks, etc. are not necessary. In the afternoon, I have to continue discussing the problem with Boss Zhu. It is a bit rude if the wine is smoky."

"Fan is always saving me money." Sheng said with a smile.

Actually speaking, although Shengwei is not a rich person, he still has money to eat. The influence of "Oriental News Interview" magazine in Shanghai is still quite a bit, especially because their magazine views are clear and the news is informative. , I can often get a lot of first-hand news materials, so the sales have always been very good. In addition, Shanghai has a much looser supervision of the news media, so the income of reporters is quite good.

Otherwise, as far as very young female reporters like Shengwei are concerned, they are able to drive around and own their own private cars, which is not always possible among other established media units.

Fan Wubing picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then looked downstairs outside.

Here is the design of an imitation tea house, so the second and third floors are semi-open. Except for the carved gallery and painting building, there are double-layer floor-to-ceiling large glass windows set up because of the cold weather. At this time, it is noon. It was very lively to see people coming and going outside.

When Fan Wuyao looked down, he saw a group of people walking upstairs noisily. It seemed that they were probably among colleagues and friends out for food and drink.

"The business in this hotel is really good." Fan Wuyao suddenly smiled.

Sheng Wei was making a call at this time, but he couldn't get through the phone after making several calls, so he frowned and said, "It's weird that I can't get my husband's phone, and I don't know where he went to drink."

"You're married, you seem to be only twenty years old," Fan Wuyao said calmly.

Sheng Wei listened to Fan Wubing's words, touched his cheek, and then smiled, "Are you that young? Actually, I'm twenty-four years old, but I got married earlier."

Having said that, Sheng Wei couldn't help but frowned, and then said, "Actually, there is no benefit in getting married early—"

Fan Wubing did not speak. Generally speaking, if a woman talks about this kind of topic, it is better for a man not to take it. When it comes to other people’s family life or something, it sounds good, and it sounds good. For more troublesome things, there is no need to participate in these things.

However, the food was delivered quickly. As Sheng Wei said, the fried mud snails and the braised pork ribs in soy sauce were both authentic. Both of them are also Fan’s favorites. Just eaten with white rice, it is really fragrant. In addition, the beautiful reporter Sheng Wei mentioned some interesting things circulating in the magazine from time to time. Then he inserted two sentences on the topic. The atmosphere was really good. Even Fan Wuyi himself, I feel that today’s appetite is a bit more than in the past.

You should know that Fan Wuyi, who has been insisting on the cultivation of the inner family's true qi for a long time, is also relatively controlled in terms of diet, and it is really rare when he can eat too much.

"Haha, I had a good meal today." Fan Wuyao wiped his mouth and said to Sheng Wei.

"I'm afraid that Mr. Fan is not eating properly. It's best to have enough food." Sheng replied with a smile.

The two of them finished their meal and sat here for a little rest, drinking tea and chatting casually.

Shengwei's occupational disease could not help but be guilty again. Xiang Fan Wubing asked, "I heard that Mr. Fan’s company is building the largest portal website in China. I have personally visited the website of Huafeng.com. I think this website is indeed It’s very unique, with complete content and fast news updates, which is rare in the industry. I don’t know how much money is needed to maintain such a large-scale website every month?"

Fan Wubing scratched his head and said, "I really don't know the specific cost, because this matter is only raised by me. Other matters are operated by specific persons in charge, but it is estimated that the direct cost will be a total of one month. There are tens of millions of yuan, right?"

Huafeng’s expenses are indeed over RMB 10 million per month, but this account cannot be simply calculated in this way. After all, some hardware investment is not necessary every month, but with Huafeng The rapid increase in the popularity of the Internet has faintly gained the momentum of the domestic portal site leader. In addition, the recent promotion of the Internet economy and e-commerce has caused a lot of companies to come to Huafeng.com to advertise. Months are still net investment, but now after all, it is beginning to generate economic returns.

In particular, the major companies under the Fan Investment Group have established an advertising cooperation mechanism with Huafeng.com, and will continuously provide Huafeng.com with varying amounts of advertising expenses every month, and Huafeng.com is also It is a win-win situation to constantly advertise to all the Internet users of the Bufan Investment Group's companies.

It seems to Fan Wubing that even if it is used as an investment in online advertising for various companies under his own, it is enough to feed Huafeng. Besides, there are some other companies that have heard of the wind and will also give Huafeng. Comes quite a lot of income.

"Uh, so much investment is needed!" Sheng Wei was still taken aback after hearing Fan Wu's answer.

Although as a media practitioner, she knows that the Internet industry is very money-burning, but she did not expect that Huafeng.com, a subsidiary of Fan Investment Group, can burn money so much. You must know that many domestic websites can raise hundreds of thousands of dollars. Or a few million dollars, it will be considered a very extraordinary thing, and it must be promoted in the media, but Huafeng.com's own funds will cost tens of millions a month!

The gap is really incomparable. It seems that as long as there is no problem in the general direction, Huafeng.com will definitely become the leader of domestic portals. This hardly needs any doubt.

After all, there is a consensus in the network industry. As long as it survives in the initial stage~www.wuxiaspot.com~, then success can be expected. The biggest obstacle in this initial operation is not technology, but capital. In other words, the network The industry is actually just a business game for the rich.

After checking out, the two people talked and laughed and went downstairs, preparing to return to the International Convention and Exhibition Center to continue the afternoon summit.

When Sheng Wei was going downstairs, her handbag was hung by the metal mosaic on the cast iron handrail next to her. Although the strap of the handbag was not broken, her own body was skewed, losing her balance and being top-heavy. The ground fell down the stairs.

Fan Wuyao reacted very quickly. Before Sheng Wei fell down, his body had already jumped over, and he held Sheng Wei's body and hugged her in his waist.

At this time, Sheng Wei had time to Huarong exclaimed, "Ah--"

But before Fan Wubing had a chance to comfort the beauty, he heard someone shouting angrily, "Wu Na boy, what are you doing holding my wife?!"

Fan Wubing was stunned when he heard the words, and then he discovered that there was a young man upstairs blushing with alcohol, pointing to himself and loudly condemning him.