Wu Fengnian, the head of Zhenglong Machinery Company, was fifty-two years old. He started doing business at thirty and transformed a small machinery factory on the brink of bankruptcy into a large company with an annual sales volume of three billion and assets of over one billion. He was certainly a man of considerable strength.
Even though the company's annual turnover reached three billion, Wu Fengnian still highly valued the deal with Li Yifei and his colleagues. After all, a single deal worth around fifty million was not something they came across very often in a year.
At noon, everyone had lunch together. Seeing that Li Yifei and Michelle were both so young, Wu Fengnian couldn't help but look down on them somewhat. He thought that these two youngsters, a boy and a girl, could hardly compare to an old hand like him, so he somewhat showcased his seniority during the meal.
