He Sheng understood the situation very well, but judging from this situation, it seemed that if he didn't do asset appraisal, he would be unable to enter.

"Okay, let's go." He Sheng said to the man in front of him.

The man smiled politely: "Sir, please."

He Sheng and Xue Duoer followed the man. When they heard that they were going to do asset appraisal, Xue Duoer immediately turned into a curious baby with a strange smile on his face.

"Old He, how much assets do you have?" Xue Duoer asked He Sheng.

He Sheng curled his lips: "I don't know much about the specifics, so I'll see the appraisal results later."

He Sheng asked Ying Yibin to thaw his assets. Ying Yibin thawed one-third of it, which was about 80 billion yuan to convert it into RMB. He Sheng spent 50 billion to the North Provincial Chamber of Commerce, and the Chamber of Commerce still has money as the financial savings of the Chamber of Commerce.

As for He Sheng, there should be more than 30 billion now.

Because Jingsi Finance has begun to make profits, the rebates from the Northern Provincial Chamber of Commerce are also being transferred to his account continuously.

Moreover, considering Jingsi Finance's current corporate value, He Sheng's assets should be not low.

"Hehe, my dad also went to do asset appraisal before. How many do you think there are?" Xue Duoer asked with a smile.

"Lingqi Group has been listed. Your father's personal value should be over 100 billion yuan, but if it is personal assets, it should be 50 billion yuan, right?"

"Hehe, you guessed it. My dad's real estate plus his personal assets were all sorts of pieces, just about 50 billion." Xue Duoer grinned.

Lingqi Group is a benchmark for domestic automobiles, and it is not surprising that Xue Fu has this asset. Now the down payment in China seems to be worth more than 300 billion yuan, and Xue Fu should also be ranked on the rich list.

Following the man to a lounge in the museum, the lounge was a long sofa, against the wall, and there was a table in front of the sofa.

The entire lounge was very large. He Sheng and Xue Duoer sat inside. After sitting down, another young man walked in, and behind the young man, there were two people.

A middle-aged man with wheat-colored skin is about forty years old, and a black-faced man is following him. The man looks very strong, like a bodyguard.

What surprised He Sheng was that the strength of this black-faced man was actually the third level of the Heavenly Master.

Moreover, He Sheng vaguely felt that the middle-aged man's facial features were very familiar and had a sense of familiarity.

"Sir, please show your ID card." The man in front of him said to He Sheng.

He Sheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately, took out his ID card, and handed it to the man.

The man glanced at his ID card, smiled and handed He Sheng a blank form and a pike pen.

"Mr. He Sheng, Mr. He, right? You can fill in the form first." The man said to He Sheng with a smile.

"Okay." He Sheng nodded and picked up the pen.

When he heard the words He Sheng, the middle-aged man sitting on He Sheng's right was stunned and turned his head and stared at He Sheng.

"It's such a coincidence. I've heard my second brother talk about Mr. He a long time ago. Unexpectedly, we met as soon as I arrived in Yuanyang City." The middle-aged man's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes flashed with haze when he looked at He Sheng.

He Sheng just picked up the pen. When he heard this, he turned his head and looked at the man, chuckled: "Da Damn it to be Mr. Feng?"

"That's right." Feng Yong chuckled: "He Sheng is indeed young and promising. Long before, I often heard my second brother and sister mention you and say you are a person worth making friends with..."

"Mr. Feng praised it." He Sheng smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Feng Yong couldn't help laughing. He squinted his eyes and looked at He Sheng with a slight sarcastic look in his eyes.

This is not the first time Feng Yong has heard of the name He Sheng. He often heard his second brother mention this person before he and his second brother Feng Zheng had a quarrel.

Just a while ago, Ling Xiong, the head of Hengtong Group in the East Province, and Ling Xiong's son Ling Yu'ang, also died at the hands of this surname He. After Ling Yu'ang died, Ling Xiong investigated the surname He. After that, Feng Yong sent a master to help, and they all died in Yuanyang City.

Feng Yong knew very well that the person named He in front of him was definitely a dangerous character.

"Mr. He is very skilled. Ling Xiong and his son died at your hands. After that, my smart second brother immediately sent his people to the East Province to seize the situation of Hengtong Group in the East Province..." Feng Yong frowned and squinted his eyes and asked He Sheng: "So, I really want to ask Mr. He, if I compete with my second brother, will Mr. He want to help my second brother?"

"Help! Of course I have to help." He Sheng replied straightforwardly: "Mr. Second Mr. I have known each other for a long time and are called brothers. If Brother Feng had something to do with me, I would naturally have to help, right?"

Hearing this, Feng Yong's face sank, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

From Feng Yong's eyes, you can see that this is a ruthless person. His eyes should have already had the intention of killing himself.

If it weren't for the museum, Feng Yong would have let the black face beside him do something to him.

"Okay, since Mr. He has said that, I can only remind Mr. He not to get angry."

"Thank you, Mr. Feng, for the reminder." He Sheng was like a piece of cotton, and his face still had a calm smile.

After saying this, He Sheng lowered his head and began to fill out the form.

Looking at He Sheng's smile and not smiling, a vicious look flashed through Feng Yong's pupils.

A few seconds later, Feng Yong asked again: "By the way, Mr. He came to the auction of Taishan Pavilion this time, and I wonder which item was for?"

He was stunned when he heard this. The pen in his hand did not stop. He didn't raise his head and answered: "Why did Mr. Feng come, why did I come. There are so many wealthy businessmen at this auction. Mr. Feng should know exactly what kind of objects are they all for?"

"Haha, then from Mr. He's tone, is this thing inevitable?" Feng Yong asked again.

"I didn't say this, can anyone who can get it?"

"Oh, to be honest, I want to see if Mr. He has rich financial resources and is qualified to bid for me? If there are only a few hundred million assets, then I advise Mr. He not to get into this muddy water. After all, if you offend someone during the auction process, it will be of no benefit to Mr. He." Feng Yong chuckled.

He Sheng was stunned, and his expression was exaggerated: "Oh! Can't you take a picture of this thing even if you have hundreds of millions of dollars? I miscalculated it, so it seems that I can only join in the fun today..."

Hearing this, Feng Yong couldn't help but smile contemptuously. He shook his head, his eyes full of mockery.

In Feng Yong's opinion, this man surnamed He may have the ability, but he must have no money. He only has a small Jingsi Finance under his name. The company is worth 2 billion yuan and it is still an asset that cannot be realized.
Chapter completed!