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After Chen Li mentioned it, Lin Feng suddenly remembered that he had indeed forgotten about the matter he discussed with Chen Li and the others.
Well, anyway, Lin Feng wasn't short on money at the moment, and he also knew that starting an Advertising Company at this time would definitely bring him tenfold or even a hundredfold profit in the future.
As a reborn individual, Lin Feng had many advantages; at least he could foresee the trends for the next decade.
He believed that this rich foresight would be enough to help Chen Li and the others grow.
Of course, although Lin Feng had temporarily forgotten about this matter, during his time as a white-collar worker, he had written numerous advertisements, all of which were well-known. Naturally, if an advertisement was not famous, Lin Feng wouldn't bother writing it.
After all, Lin Feng was not from the advertising industry before; he couldn't possibly remember every advertisement from the past ten years. What he could recall were those ads that he often saw due to their excessive replay.
Only these advertisements made Lin Feng feel they had value.
Alright, after organizing the materials, Lin Feng tossed aside those advertising documents that might seem very valuable to Chen Li and the others. Then he drove to Chen Li's residence.
Lin Feng had been there once before; it was during that time when Chen Li got drunk. He remembered having some ambiguous interactions with Chen Li that night, but those were all in the past now, and Lin Feng didn't feel the need to dwell on them.
Upon arriving, everyone greeted him warmly before getting down to business.
"This is the money and the advertising ideas I've come up with during this time. With these resources, you should have no pressure in running this Advertising Company. The total amount is fifty million, and I've handed it over to Sister Li." Getting straight to the point, Lin Feng placed a bank card containing fifty million and those advertising ideas on the table.
"Ah, you're just handing this over to me like this?" Even though Chen Li had seen big scenes before, she still trembled a bit as she picked up Lin Feng's bank card, unable to believe it as she asked him.
"Hehe... I trust you and your team." In response, Lin Feng simply smiled lightly and said to Chen Li and the others.
"Alright, Sister Li, put the money away. I'll send you the password via text later. Next, we need to discuss the issue of shares," Lin Feng said at this moment.
Since everyone was somewhat familiar with each other and Lin Feng couldn't possibly focus all his energy on this Advertising Company, he needed to clarify the share distribution. In fact, once today's discussion was over, Lin Feng would still be hands-off regarding the company.
"Sister Li will hold two percent of the shares, and everyone else will have one percent each. What do you all think?" Since he wanted everyone to manage such a large company for him, Lin Feng had to provide them with sufficient benefits and authority, which is why he proposed this share distribution.
"Really? Lin Feng, I mean, Lin Boss, we can actually have one percent of the shares?" Zhao Gang asked with surprise. He had always called Lin Feng by his name, but now that Lin Feng was their investor and boss, he naturally couldn't address him in the same way anymore.
"That's right. This is the contract I've drafted. Sister Li, this is yours; everyone else gets a copy as well. Take a look, and if there are no issues, please sign it. Then our company will be officially established," Lin Feng smiled and confirmed Zhao Gang's question before taking out several contracts and handing them out.
After a few minutes, everyone finished reading and signed their names on the documents.
"Don't you all want to take a closer look?" Lin Feng found it strange that they were so quick; he knew they hadn't really examined the contracts thoroughly.
"No need; we trust Feng Shao," Chen Li said as she handed a contract back to Lin Feng.
"Hehe... alright then, keep the contracts safe. Prepare to launch tomorrow. The first deal after opening must be impressive. As for how to negotiate and who to talk to, that's up to you all; I've already given you all the resources I can," Lin Feng noted their trust in him and decided not to dwell on that issue any longer, instead sharing his first decision with them.
In fact, if nothing unexpected happened, this would be Lin Feng's first and last decision regarding this company.
Because he likely wouldn't be involved in managing the company's affairs much in the future.
"Yes, we'll come up with a plan," Chen Li replied enthusiastically now that they had funding and ideas. She nodded firmly at Lin Feng.
"Good. Oh, wait a moment; I need to take a call." Just as Lin Feng was about to suggest that everyone relax tonight, his phone rang again.
It was He Ting calling.
"Lin Feng, where are you right now? I need your help." As soon as the call connected, He Ting said this to Lin Feng.
"Huh? What's wrong? Where are you?" Lin Feng felt a rush of anxiety; He Ting's tone suggested she was in some serious trouble.
"Oh, I'm at home. Why don't we meet up and talk? It's not convenient to discuss things over the phone." He Ting realized her earlier words might have sounded reckless, which led to Lin Feng's misunderstanding, so she quickly added.
"Oh, okay. Send me the address, and I'll come over now." Lin Feng felt relieved upon hearing that He Ting wasn't in immediate danger.
After He Ting provided Lin Feng with an address, they hung up.
"Feng Shao, what's going on?" Chen Li asked at that moment.
"Ah... you don't have to call me that; we're friends. I suddenly have something to attend to. I was planning to hang out with you all, but it looks like I can't now. You guys enjoy yourselves; I'm going to head out." Although Lin Feng hadn't intended to leave so soon, he felt compelled to respond this way after receiving He Ting's call.
"Oh, then go ahead." Chen Li couldn't insist on keeping Lin Feng there and simply replied.
"Alright, I'll take off now. Let's get together again when we have the chance." With that, Lin Feng left.
He knew that He Ting wasn't the type of girl who would easily ask for help, which is why he felt the urgency to rush over after her call. After all, he understood that whatever issue had prompted her to reach out was likely significant.
Thus, Lin Feng chose to forgo the gathering with Chen Li and the others since he had already accomplished most of what he needed to do that day.
Watching Lin Feng's departing figure, Liu Yan felt an unexpected wave of disappointment and discomfort wash over her.
"Perhaps this is the difference between him and me," Liu Yan thought as she recalled how Lin Feng had casually taken out fifty million without batting an eye.
Chen Li seemed to notice Liu Yan's thoughts and playfully draped an arm around her shoulders, saying, "Silly girl, maybe he really does have something important going on."
Although she advised Liu Yan like this, Chen Li felt uneasy inside, as if she had suddenly lost the previous Lin Feng.
She also understood that Lin Feng likely wanted to play the role of a puppet master, and now she realized that a company like Advertising Company, which seemed big in the eyes of people like them, could not hold Lin Feng back.
At that moment, Chen Li and the others suddenly felt that the old Lin Feng probably would not return.
Thinking this way, everyone raised their glasses in unison and drank it all in one go.
While Chen Li and the others were lost in their thoughts, Lin Feng had just arrived at the place he had agreed upon with He Ting.
It was a café with a pleasant environment, quite quiet and suitable for discussions.
However, before Lin Feng could sit down, he received a call from He Ting.
"Lin Feng, we're not going in. I'm at the entrance; come out, and we'll talk somewhere else," He Ting said over the phone.
"Ah, okay. I'll come out to find you," Lin Feng replied reluctantly but had no choice but to agree.
Leaving the café under the curious gaze of the waiter, Lin Feng finally spotted He Ting driving a Hummer.
Lin Feng was not surprised that a small police officer like He Ting drove such a vehicle because he had seen He Ting in action before; she was definitely not an ordinary small police officer.
"Heh... Officer He, you were quite hard to find," Lin Feng said with a smile at that moment.
"Well, there's no choice. The matter I need to discuss with you is quite serious and really isn't suitable for public places. Let's go to my house; I live alone, so it's very convenient," He Ting said with a helpless expression.
"Oh, then let's go," Lin Feng said as he walked over to his car and spoke to He Ting.
"Uh, just follow me," He Ting said as she started the engine and spoke to Lin Feng.
Before long, Lin Feng was taken by He Ting to the place she mentioned, a little sanctuary that belonged to her.
The space wasn't large, but it was well-decorated, and the equipment inside was top-notch.
He Ting mysteriously led Lin Feng into her bedroom, and Lin Feng stared at the childish decor, thinking that if He Ting hadn't pulled her in, she would have thought she had entered the wrong room.
For no other reason than that He Ting, a woman who always gave Lin Feng a boyish impression, would decorate her bedroom like this; it felt quite refreshing to Lin Feng.
The entire bedroom was primarily pink, adorned with various fluffy dolls, which could only be described as cute.
"What are you laughing at? Haven't you seen a girl's bedroom before?" He Ting asked, slightly blushing at Lin Feng's hesitant smile. After all, Lin Feng was the first person she had brought into her room. But soon enough, He Ting composed herself and sternly said to Lin Feng, "Stop that."
"Nothing much. If there's something you need to say, just go ahead," Lin Feng managed to suppress her laughter and replied.
"Well, you’ve been looking for a job, right? I need you to infiltrate a company and gather some information for me." Seeing Lin Feng trying not to laugh made He Ting clear her throat before explaining what she wanted Lin Feng to do this time.
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