After sending Yan Ying and Zhang Jiakang off, only Xu Feng and Song Qingqing were left in the huge Riverview Mansion.
2 billion!
Song Qingqing couldn't help but gulp when she recalled the discussion between Xu Feng and Zhang Jiakang.
She knew that this boss was rich, but she never expected him to be so rich.
This could no longer be simply described as "rich".
He was simply as rich as a country!
After all, assets and cash were two completely different things!
Even those companies that were superior to them had a market value of tens of billions or hundreds of billions.
Even those big shots on the rich list, who were worth billions, would not be able to take out 2 billion in cash so easily.
After all, these so-called market value and net worth were all numbers on paper.
If he wanted to turn it into real cash, it would be greatly discounted in minutes.
It might even cause the capital chain to break and the entire collapse!
But Xu Feng!
The boss, who was only 30 years old, took out 2 billion in cash in one go without batting an eyelid.
It was as if this 2 billion was just a hair on Jiuniu's body to him!
"What are you waiting for?"
"Cleaning!"
Xu Feng rolled his eyes at her and went up to the second floor with a thick stack of contracts.
In the cloakroom of the master bedroom.
The closet against the wall slowly opened like an automatic door, revealing a hidden safe room.
This was the place where the owner of a super mansion stored his family trust, stock options, antiques, calligraphy, paintings, and jewelry.
Fingerprint, password, iris, triple insurance!
The security of the bank's vault was so high that even a grenade could not blow it up. He could be absolutely at ease!
At the same time, it was like a museum, maintaining a constant temperature and humidity throughout the year to prevent the items from vaporizing.
However, Xu Feng's safe room only had this contract for the family trust fund for the time being.
According to this contract, Xu Feng's 2 billion yuan would be used to establish the Xu Feng family trust fund and handed over to Tianhai Bank for safekeeping.
No matter what, no one could use this money, including Xu Feng himself!
Skysea Bank, on the other hand, had to provide no less than 5% of its annual income, which meant at least 100 million yuan in interest every year.
The portion that exceeded 5% would be split 50 - 50 between Xu Feng and Skysea Bank, with each party taking half.
At the same time, Skysea Bank would take out 7 million yuan from the income of Xu Feng's family trust every month as the minimum living expenses for Xu Feng and his parents.
In other words, starting from next month, Xu Feng's Tianhai bank card would receive a sum of 5 million yuan for living expenses every month.
His parents, on the other hand, had a monthly allowance of one million yuan each.
No matter what happened in the future, even if Xu Feng went bankrupt.
He still had two billion yuan in his savings and five million yuan for living expenses every month. His parents still had two million yuan each month.
This kind of family trust fund was to prevent the curse of " being rich for three generations."
Just like a certain rich man in Harbor City who knew that his son was useless and his daughter-in-law was a prodigal.
He might as well set up a family trust fund with tens of billions of assets before he died.
His son and daughter-in-law each received two million yuan as pocket money every month.
Not a single cent more!
Even if he died, even if his son and daughter-in-law were useless, his family could still stabilize its foundation and continue to prosper.
As for the super rich second-generation heir who was supposed to be worth tens of billions, and his wife who thought she had married into a rich family, they could only complain that their monthly allowance of 2 million was not enough.
Xu Feng's family trust of 2 billion was a copy of that rich man.
He knew very well that whether it was his education, ability, or experience, he was far from being able to control a huge sum of money.
Therefore, setting up a family trust fund was equivalent to leaving a way out for himself and his family.
Even if Xu Feng lost his mind one day and squandered all his assets.
At the very least, he still had 2 billion in the family trust and 5 million in living expenses every month.
"1.2 billion!"
Xu Feng looked at his USD account.
The Centurion card showed a balance of 1.2 billion USD.
That was equivalent to 7.8 billion yuan!
After returning to China, he spent 200 million on buying a house and a car.
Now, he took out another 2 billion and handed it over to Skysea Bank to establish a family trust fund.
He still had 1.2 billion USD in cash!
Regardless of which country or era it was in, it would be an astronomical sum, enough to be listed on the list of the richest.
"In the future, we can go all out!”
Xu Feng smiled.
With the two billion yuan in the family trust, his biggest worry was resolved.
The remaining 1.2 billion USD, or 7.8 billion RMB.
2 billion to invest in real estate, 2 billion to invest in stocks, and 2 billion to invest in gold.
1.8 billion, squandering it blindly!
In an instant, Xu Feng seemed to see the extravagant life of King Zhou of Shang.
In this era, as long as you had money, you were the boss!
And now, Xu Feng was the boss of the bosses!
"I almost forgot that there's still this thing of yours!”
A piano sandalwood box with exquisite silver patterns was quietly placed in front of Xu Feng.
The neighbor gave her a watch. It's her 20th birthday next week. What should I give her?
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Da da da da…
Xu Feng typed a line of words on the internet and took a photo of the watch.
He tapped lightly.
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