After hearing Fan Wubing's words, Sheng Wei immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Fan is really funny. Okay, the topic of the interview is over here. To thank Mr. Fan for his cooperation, how about I treat you to lunch?"

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

Seeing that it was time to eat, the people inside were still talking a lot, so the two left the venue and when they were about to drive away, they found something was wrong.

After seeing Fan Wubing's extremely cool Bugatti Veyron sports car, Sheng Wei stuck out his tongue and said, "This car is so good. I guess if you drive out for dinner, it will attract onlookers. Mr. Fan, you'd better take my little broken car, at least you can have a meal of peace."

Fan Wubing nodded in agreement, but when the two walked to the parking lot, they found that Sheng Wei's car was not a small car. At least during this period, Jetta was quite good as an ordinary person's private car. The working class was envious of others to be able to drive their own cars.

Sheng Wei drove Fan Wubing 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 is obvious that it is the favorite of young white-collar workers.

Especially when Fan Wubing saw the price of the menu, he became even more sure of his previous speculation that this restaurant is a business strategy of relying on quality and low prices to earn repeat customers.

Seeing that Fan Wubing was looking at the menu, Sheng Wei said embarrassedly, "My salary is not high, so I have to invite you to have dinner at such an ordinary restaurant."

"This place is very nice, the environment is very good, and it is very lively." Fan Wubing said with a smile.

"Mr. Fan rarely eats in such a small restaurant?" Sheng Wei asked while pouring tea for Fan Wu's illness.

"Not necessarily." Fan Wubing shook his head and replied, "Actually, when I was in the Rock, I was used to casual hotels. At that time, the bosses were very familiar with me. Later, I often started to move around the Beijing and the sea area, so I couldn't eat too casually. Although there were not many social events, sometimes I stayed in hotels for a long time to consume for convenience."

Sheng Wei pointed to the menu and said, "The fried snails in this restaurant are very unique. Although I am a local, I also like to eat this thing. Why not try it as Mr. Fan? Also, this braised pork ribs are also very authentic. Can I use another vegetarian spice?"

"Okay, I love fried snails very much. Three dishes are enough for us to eat." Fan Wubing stopped Sheng Wei from ordering again, "It's not good to waste. Well, I want a bowl of white rice, so I don't want wine or something. I have to continue discussing the issue with Boss Zhu in the afternoon. It's a bit rude to be so drunk."

"Always saving me money," Sheng said with a smile.

In fact, although Sheng Wei is not a rich man, he still has money to eat. "Oriental News Interview" magazine still has a very strong influence in Shanghai, especially because their magazine has clear views and detailed news, and often gets a lot of first-hand news materials, so the sales have always been very good. In addition, the supervision of news media here is much more relaxed, so the journalists' income is quite good.

Otherwise, for very young female reporters like Sheng Wei, they can get in and out of cars and own their own private cars, which may not be possible in other old media units.

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

This place is a design of a teahouse, so the second and third floors are semi-open. In addition to the carving gallery and painting buildings, there are double-layer floor-to-ceiling large glass windows set up due to the cold weather. It was noon at this time, and you could see people coming and going outside, which was very lively.

When Fan Wubing looked down, he saw a group of people walking noisy towards the building, probably looking like their colleagues and friends were coming out to eat and drink together.

"The business of this hotel is really good." Fan Wubing suddenly laughed.

Sheng Wei was making a phone call at this time, but after dialing it several times, he didn't dial the phone. So he frowned and said, "It's really strange that he couldn't dial my husband's phone number, and he didn't know where he was going to drink."

"You are married, you look only twenty years old." Fan Wubing said calmly.

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

Speaking of this, Sheng Wei couldn't help but frown, and then said, "Actually, it's not good to get married early."

Fan Wubing didn't speak. Generally speaking, if a woman talks about such a topic, it is better for men to not take this sentence. Once it involves other people's family life, it sounds good or speaks good, and they are all troublesome things, but there is no need to participate in these things.

However, the food was delivered quickly. As Sheng Wei said, the fried snails and roasted pork ribs were very authentic. These two were also Fan Wubing's favorites. They tasted white rice and it was indeed very fragrant. In addition, Sheng Wei, a beautiful reporter, mentioned some interesting things circulating in magazines from time to time. He casually added some topics to the atmosphere. Even Fan Wubing himself felt that he had a little more appetite today than before.

You should know that Fan Wubing, who has been practicing internal true qi for a long time, is also relatively controlled in terms of diet. It is really rare when he can eat too much.

"Hehe, I'm very full today." Fan Wubing wiped his mouth and said to Sheng Wei.

"I'm afraid Mr. Fan is not suitable for eating. It's best to be full." Sheng replied with a smile.

After the two of them finished their meal, they sat here for a short rest, drinking tea and chatting casually.

Sheng Wei's occupational disease couldn't help but suffer again, and asked Fan Wubing, "I heard that Mr. Fan's company is investing heavily in building the largest portal in China. I personally have carefully visited the web page of Huafeng.com. I think this website is indeed very distinctive, and the content is complete and the news updates are so fast. It is rare in the industry. I don't know how much money is needed to maintain such a large website?"

Fan Wubing scratched his head and said, "I really don't know the specific expenses, because I just proposed this matter. There are specific persons in charge of other matters in operation, but the direct expenses are estimated to be 10 million yuan a month?"

Huafeng.com's expenses are indeed more than 10 million yuan per month, but this account cannot be simply calculated like this. After all, the investment in some hardware is not necessary every month. With the rapid increase in popularity of Huafeng.com, it has already become the leader of the domestic portal website. In addition, the publicity of the Internet economy and e-commerce has been rampant recently, so there are many companies coming to Huafeng.com to advertise. Although overall, the net investment is still on the rise every month, it is now starting to generate economic returns.

Especially the major companies under Fan's Investment Group have established an advertising cooperation mechanism with Huafeng.com, and will continuously provide advertising fees of varying amounts to Huafeng.com every month. Huafeng.com is also constantly publishing advertising promotions of various companies under Fan's Investment Group to all network users, which is a win-win situation.

In Fan Wubing's opinion, even if it is considered an online advertising investment from his own companies, it will be enough to support Huafeng.com. Besides, there are some other companies that have come from the news, which will bring considerable income to Huafeng.com.

"Uh, it actually requires so much investment!" Sheng Wei was still surprised when he heard Fan Wubing's answer.

Although as a media practitioner, she knew that the Internet industry was very expensive, she did not expect that Huafeng.com, a subsidiary of Fan's Investment Group, could actually burn money. You should know that many domestic websites can raise hundreds of thousands of dollars or millions of dollars. They would think that it was a very remarkable thing and they all had to get the media to promote it. However, Huafeng.com's own funds would cost tens of millions of dollars a month!

The gap between them is indeed incomparable. It seems that as long as there is no problem with the general direction, Huafeng.com will definitely become the leader of domestic portals, and this requires almost no doubt.

After all, there is a consensus in the Internet industry. As long as you survive in the early stage, success is expected. The biggest obstacle to operation in this early stage is not technology, but capital. In other words, the Internet industry is actually a business game for rich people.

After the bill was settled, the two of them went downstairs talking and laughing, preparing to return to the International Convention and Exhibition Center to continue the afternoon summit.

When Sheng Wei was going downstairs, she suddenly hung her handbag by the metal flower leaves on the cast iron handrail next to her. Although the strap of the handbag was not broken, her body tilted and lost balance. She put her head heavy and fell down the stairs.

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

At this moment, Sheng Wei had time to exclaim in disgrace, "Ah."

However, before Fan Wubing could comfort the beauty, he heard someone shouting angrily, "Well, what are you doing with my wife in your arms?"
Chapter completed!