The West Mountain is already outside the Fifth Ring Road, but no matter whether you live in it or not, you don’t think it is remote here.

The area of ​​nearly 6,000 hectares spans three districts of Yanjing and is also a national forest park closest to the capital. Even though Yanjing City has become a stove, you can not only feel the coolness after entering the mountain, but also the fresh air.

An old pine tree, a stone platform, two old men, and a broken game. If there is a girl playing the piano next to her, it will naturally form a very artistic ink and water landscape painting.

The one who played against Mr. Liu was a shabby old man. The chess quality was obviously extremely bad. It took a long time to make a move. If he didn't allow him to regret the chess, he would blow his beard and stare at him, and he would whisper the Beijing-style national curse. This made Fu Zhengyi, who was led by Secretary Tian, ​​could only hide aside and drink tea and enjoy the scenery.

As the saying goes, a slap can't be slapped, but in fact, this is what this sentence says is very slutty, because in many cases people don't cause trouble, but they will take the initiative to come over and provoke people.

Fu Zhengyi felt that he should bring a camera over next time and take a few pictures of the scenes. The shriveled old man pushed the chessboard and came to him with a teapot. "What face are you posing? Ah? What face are you posing? Who did you posing for? Ah? Say, hurry up and say..."

Seeing that Fu Zhengyi was just looking at her, but without saying a word, the shriveled old man seemed to be angry, rolling up his arms and rolling up his sleeves, looking like he wanted to fight.

Mr. Liu came over. "Boyan, Boyan, how old are you? You are just your arms and legs. Why do you want to move thickly with people at any time?"

"Old Liu! This kid is so bored! I've been scolding me like a shabby old man for a long time and didn't dare to say anything. It's simply..."

"squeak!"

Fu Zhengyi suddenly let out a squeak. The shriveled old man was stunned for a moment, but jumped up. Old Liu smiled helplessly and quickly separated the two of them. He looked at Fu Zhengyi with interest and asked him what he was thinking.

Fu Zhengyi said. "What can I think? If I had put it in a place where no one could see it, if I had encountered such impolite people who were polite and had to rely on my old age, I would have put it in a sack and throw it into a ditch..."

The shriveled old man was furious. "You dare!"

"Yes, of course I don't dare to do it here, not to mention that there is a guard with live ammunition hidden under the tree over there. He only gets angry when his mind gets water..."

The shriveled old man became more and more angry. "When did my man come out with a gun? That's the empty holster, empty! empty..."

Mr. Liu patted the shriveled old man's shoulder and pointed at Fu Zhengyi and shook his head. "You, you dare to joke with Mr. Zeng like this, and make fun of me. I'm so brave..."

"What, just kidding, and even if you are bored, you will be shot?"

"That's not the case," Old Liu shook his head helplessly, and stretched out his hand at the shriveled old man. "Come on it?"

The shriveled old man sighed and handed over the teapot he was holding, but said to Fu Zhengyi with regret. "You, you made me lose a pot! Do you know how rare this pot is?"

"I don't even understand tea leaves very much, let alone a teapot!"

The shriveled old man looked surprised and pointed to the pot of tea in front of him and said, "Do you know tea? Then you have been drinking several cups of tea. What does it mean? Are you really addicted to being so tired?"

"I have drunk Mr. Liu's tea. If you know it's good, then drink a few more cups. Is there any problem?"

The shriveled old man frowned. "Ahhhhh! Is this kid trying to piss me off to death, right? Why do you speak sarcastically? Old Liu! Don't you care?"

"Okay, okay, how old are you? You still have to compete with young people?" Old Liu fought to smooth things over and pulled the shriveled old man down and said. "Besides, he is not an ordinary young man, the richest man in Chinese, the Internet overlord, the king of Internet cafes, the newest mobile phone, and a landlord with a billionaire..."

Fu Zhengyi said. "Old Liu, why do I feel more and more that this is a precursor to the criticism and confrontation meeting? Don't scare me!"

"Those people are not popular now! The rich ones are the old man, and the poor ones are the grandson. In this society, it is impossible to watch..."

The shriveled old man sighed, but with Mr. Liu's introduction, Fu Zhengyi knew that the shriveled old man in front of him was Zeng's name Boyan, and Qishi Youer was a person who couldn't rest. He is currently the honorary director of a research institute. He was responsible for the management and resettlement of technical experts from Russia, so he appeared here.

When talking about the serious matters, Zeng Boyan became serious. "Xiaofu, these experts are capable, skilled, and have a complete research system, but the problem is that the treatment you give is too high, right? It's two or three times higher than the director of the research institute. It's so outrageous!"

"I want me to give them a salary cut and a reduction in their salary?"

Zeng Boyan smacked his lips, and hesitated for a moment but still didn't dare to nod.

"It is better to sell tea eggs than to use scalpels than to use a razor. This is more than ten years ago, and it is well known to everyone. But why does it still happen after so many years?"

Zeng Boyan was a little embarrassed and spread his hands and said annoyed. "No money! There is not enough funds!"

Fu Zhengyi asked again. "These people I poached didn't get a penny salary for your institute, right?"

"I didn't take it, but the problem is..."

"The problem is that you have become accustomed to eating big pots, and your seniority is deeply rooted. It is natural to decide your butt, so a big man like you were sent to solve this problem?"

Seeing Fu Zhengyi's words, Zeng Boyan was speechless. Old Liu sighed and said, "Xiao Fu, don't speak so harshly. Some things are really difficult to handle. There are only so much funds, there are more places to spend money, and it is difficult to cover everything!"

"Or I'll fire all these people? Create an opportunity so that you can force them to sign a contract for sale?"

Zeng Boyan's face was so ashamed that his face turned red, and Old Liu couldn't hold it anymore. He coughed dryly and picked up the teacup and said, "Xiao Fu, everyone knows some of the things you have done for the country, but some things are always formally done. There is a project that the country has not been successful for many years. But this time, a small team of the institute came up with a solution, which saved a lot of money for the country. Boyan came forward and talked to you on behalf of the organization. Do you have any ideas, let alone complain..."
Chapter completed!