When Fang Mo woke up again, it was already noon.

After getting up, I walked out and saw my father talking to my secretary about the company.

"Dad, I'll avoid it first."

Dad Fang looked at the folder and said without raising his head, "No, you just happened to get up, let's have a meal."

After saying that, he pointed to the lunch box on the coffee table.

"Oh well."

After Fang Mo started eating, Fang Xinguo looked up at the secretary and then raised his head to signal to Fang Mo's place.

The secretary soon received Fang Xinguo's instructions and started talking.

"Chairman, this is our company's internal financial statements and trends in recent years."

"It doesn't seem very optimistic." Dad Fang said it out loudly at this time.

The secretary suppressed his smile and said seriously: "That's true. In recent years, we have basically not developed new big customers except Wang Ke, a big customer."

“Is the situation so serious?”

"Yes, after knowing that you are sick in the past few years, the company's customers have basically been poached by other competitors."

"Who are the main competitors now?"

Fang Mo was thundered when he heard the exaggerated conversation between Fang's father and secretary.

"Dad, okay. You're so exaggerated, aren't you afraid that Brother Hua can't hold it in?"

"Hahahaha." Brother Hua in Fang Mo's mouth finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

Dad Fang rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, you are just smart."

After putting the garbage in the trash can, he walked to Fang's father before he started work and pulled out his chair and sat down, and asked, "Dad, what do you want to know, just say it."

Brother Hua had the sensibility and directly left the door, leaving the space for the father and son.

Fang's father was sure that Ahua locked the door after he went out, organized a while to speak and asked, "Son, look at this."

As he said that, he opened the two web pages he had collected, and it popped up after a while.

Looking at two web pages about the plunge in US-Japan foreign exchange, Fang Mo knew what Fang’s father wanted to ask.

Nodded and said, "Dad, how do you think I'm doing?"

This problem directly caused Fang Xin's national disaster. After all, he didn't understand this circle and didn't know whether it was a good or a bad thing to do so. Finally, based on his own experience, he said: "It shouldn't be a good thing, it's too popular."

"I think it's a good thing. If you don't give people the feeling that you are very strong in this industry, others will tear you off and crush you and eat it."

When Fang Mo wanted to continue talking, Fang Xinguo reacted and interrupted directly: "No, why do you ask me why? I'll show you this to know how much money you made! It's that simple."

After hearing Fang's father's question, Fang Mo knew that he could not shake it anymore, so he coughed, stretched out his hands, and gestured on both sides of his head one after another.

"12 million?" Fang Dad asked in surprise.

Fang Mo shook his head violently and gestured again one after another.

"120 million?" Dad Fang was scared.

He pursed his lips and lowered his head, shook it, and gestured again.

"Hiss~" Fang Dad looked at Fang Mo's expectant eyes and said, "You are not going long, are you?" Then he gestured tremblingly with 1 and 2.

After saying that, I picked up the water cup and took a sip of water to suppress my shock.

After hearing my father's answer, Fang Mo grinned and said, "1.2 billion US dollars." And pointed out the US dollar with force.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough~~"

Fang Xinguo, who originally wanted to drink a sip of water to suppress his shock, was frightened by his son's actions and coughed the water back into the water cup.

After a while, he gasped and said tremblingly: "$1.2 billion?"

Listening to the words that changed because of his father's surprise, Fang Mo nodded and confirmed it.

What is the concept of $1.2 billion?

Although Fang Xinguo considers himself a rich man, he has not had more than $1.2 billion in his son's assets in his life. In addition, Fang's mother's venture capital company may not be more than her son.

According to the current exchange rate between US dollar and RMB, even if the average price is 1:6512 million US dollars, there will be RMB 7.8 billion.

The most terrifying thing is that the 7.8 billion is cash flow!

After Fang Xinguo compared his friends around him, in addition to Wanshi, who is engaged in real estate business, he really couldn't remember who could provide 7.8 billion cash flow for a while.

That's not all, Fang Mo thought about it and continued, "There may be more!"

Fang Xinguo was really not calm now. Although he was confident that his long-term dance would not attract the attention of the jackals, in front of this huge amount, he began to doubt his abilities.

If those people know that their son can make money...

Just thinking about Fang Xinguo felt scared and sweated heavily.

"Son, you can't tell me about this matter. Don't even tell me what your profit will be like in the future."

Of course Fang Mo knew why, but he also had his own purpose.

"Dad, I know."

"In the future, you won't need to participate in my business and your mother's company before solving your identity problem. We will pay back the 1.2 billion yuan debt ourselves. And..."

"Dad, you are afraid..." Fang Mo interrupted Fang's father and then said nothing, but pointed his finger upwards.

Fang Xinguo did not speak, but looked at his son and nodded vigorously!

After seeing his father nodding solemnly, Fang Mo became serious.

After seeing his son being scared by his actions, Fang Xinguo comforted him: "It's okay, now you know except me, just don't say anything else. You can make money, the fewer people know about this, the better."

"I understand, but I'll pay back the 1.2 billion yuan of the company."

"No, I said the company has nothing to do with you until you solve your identity problem."

Then he said: "I will find a way to transfer you to Hong Kong Island through the talent program. Your funds are all in the United States, right?"

"Yes."

"That's good. The cunning rabbit has three holes, and dividing family property is something that we, the group of people, must learn."

"Um."

Looking at his son Fang Mo, Fang Xinguo suddenly said something irrelevant: "Look at Wang Jianmu's family, you can blatantly transfer assets to take jujube pills."

After Fang Mo walked out, he returned to the studio and greeted Zhang Bing and returned to his position.

The reason why Fang Mo told his father was because in his mind this was his own father. He would only try his best to protect himself rather than harm him.

If a person lives in the world and doesn’t even believe his own relatives, then who else can he believe in this world? What’s the point of living?

Besides, what Fang Mo has shown now is his ability to make money, not the so-called fantasy thing about rebirth.

In fact, even if Fang Mo solemnly told Fang's father, Fang's father would never believe it. He would only think that his son had a problem with his mind after falling out of coma last time, and would not think about such a metaphysical problem.

After all, this is the real world, not the fantasy world.

Except for frustrated people who think about what I would do if I went back to the past, who else would think about this question?

Elites often think about the future rather than the past because they are very satisfied with their past!
Chapter completed!