Chapter two hundred and sixty seventh three rounds
Birds are singing in the quiet mountain, and at noon in early autumn, the sun shines on the railings of the "Jinghu" restaurant and the bushes beside the pond.
Jing Gao smiled and was not in a hurry to answer the topic raised by An Xiaoqian. Since he wanted to help An Yi, he had to do his best. And for a "strong woman" like An Xiaoqian, normal rhetoric would not be able to convince her.
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He picked up the tea cup, sipped the tea slowly, and asked: "Mr. An, how much do you know about An Yi?"
A disapproving smile appeared on An Xiaoqian's pretty face, her attitude remained gentle, and she said confidently: "I understand basically everything."
She only has such a son. Although he is "raised in poverty", he is very aware of his every move. Do you really think that her business has grown so big in vain?
Jing Gaodao: "Mr. An, with all due respect, that's not necessarily the case. For example, do you know Professor Ai from Nankai? An Yi was deeply influenced by him. An Yi told me Professor Ai's views two days ago. I was very touched.
Interested, I have been making up for his lessons these days.
Professor Ai will tell jokes in class. He asks: Do you want to be oppressed? The students answer: No. Do you want to oppress others? Yes! Why are you so wicked? Human nature is so evil! Classmates, this is a crisis of faith.
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An Xiaoqian told Jing Gao directly that she was a little confused.
From her point of view, Jing Gao did not have the qualifications to be on an equal footing with her. But she could not treat Jing Gao lightly. She had already seen the information on the Phoenix Fund last night. Mr. Jing did not know whose son or white man he was.
Gloves, its funds are very strong.
As a result, Jing Gao now calls her "crisis of faith". This is really...puzzling! How many years has she not heard this kind of vocabulary? And listening to Jing Gao's meaning, her son also agrees with these views. Things seem to be a little out of her control.
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"Mr. Jing, please wait a moment." An Xiaoqian took out her mobile phone and called her assistant Tang Xuan, and said: "Xiao Tang, Xiaoyi knows a Professor Ai from Nankai? Please check and send his information.
Give me."
Jing Gao waited for An Xiaoqian to finish the call and said regretfully: "Mr. An, Professor Ai passed away not long ago. Videos of his lectures are available online. In fact, if Professor Ai had not passed away, I would have wanted to visit him and listen to his teachings in person.
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An Xiaoqian choked and drank her tea in silence. She understood what Jing Gao wanted to express. She could control her son's whereabouts and life, but she could not control his thoughts.
As a businessman doing business, sometimes you have to ignore the positions of some people. When talking about business, how can you do business otherwise? For example: the public opinion environment in foreign countries says that China is not good, and the people all listen to their media. Then she will
Don’t go abroad to make money? How is this possible?
After all, it’s not up to the mother to grow up!
Moreover, she roughly understood why Jing Gao was able to chat with her son alone. Thoughts! She heard from Tang Xuan that Jing Gao was very daring to speak out in private situations. Moreover, he also said that he wanted to eliminate two-faced people in the entertainment industry.
!Just to make some people have no food to eat.
In the first round, Jinggao won.
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An Xiaoqian was sitting quietly in the restaurant. The light and shadow fell in, and her figure was like a clear painting. A bright and elegant beauty.
It was impossible for Jing Gao to appreciate this picture unscrupulously. This was a matter of politeness. He waited for a moment, looked into her eyes, and said: "
Mr. An, An Yi called me and asked me to resist your pressure. But in fact, I am an outsider after all, and it is not suitable to say more. Talking too much may not be flattering. However, I am entrusted by others and loyal to others. I am willing to help him to the best of my ability.
Fight for it.”
An Xiaoqian sighed softly and said: "Mr. Jing, you are very frank. Ren Jiahui is very good to Xiaoyi and the others. I like her very much. I heard that it was you who persuaded Mr. Ren to agree to Jiahui's divorce.
You are very dissatisfied. Do you want me to help you reconcile?"
This was said very politely, but in fact it was just a polite refusal. The topic turned directly to how a strong woman in charge of a Fortune 500 company could be persuaded by Jing Gao in just a few words?
Jing Gao was slightly confused, "Mr. An, you and Mr. Ren..."
An Xiaoqian said calmly: "The fathers of Xi Siyan, Zhu Yu, Cheng Yanxi, Tong Yan, Tan Mingjiang, Ke Lingling, etc., we are all old friends for many years. Of course, the relationship is close. My business is so big, Mr. Ren doesn't
Don't help me. I worked for the Galaxy Group back then, and I later developed my career."
Jing Gao nodded, that's it. He smiled and said, "Then let me finally help An Yi get some treatment. Mr. An, if you want him to return to work at Haiyi Group, he should be given the position and salary he deserves. Don't treat him like an ordinary worker."
Are you teaching me how to do things?
An Xiaoqian smiled and said forcefully: "Mr. Jing, I know you arranged a team leader position for Xiaoyi with a salary of 8k. I am very grateful to you. But I think a good leader still has to work from the grassroots level.
rise.
In the Tang Dynasty, it was stipulated that Taiwan Province would not be considered without listing prefectures and counties.
You must have heard of Mr. Cao from Fuyao, right? I work in the chemical industry and have had contact with him. His way of educating his children is to just leave his son in the workshop to work as a worker for five years, and then send him back to school.
Go out and study."
Jing Gao was speechless. Of course he had heard this story. Mr. Cao himself said it on a talk show. He said that his son hated him to death at the time, but later he felt that what he had experienced in the past five years was very valuable. But, what era was this in?
Case?
An ancient proverb came out of An Xiaoqian's mouth, "If you don't include prefectures and counties, don't plan for Taiwan." Jing Gao wasn't surprised. Who among business people hasn't ordered something yet? He had already seen this when he went to visit the CEO of the company in the city.
Yes. However, it is obvious that reading does not require a thorough understanding.
Excuse me, did the prime ministers of the Tang Dynasty have to start as low-level civil servants such as petty officials, police officers, and clerks? Isn't this nonsense? What Zhang Jiuling said was to be a local chief official.
Jing Gao sensed An Xiaoqian's attitude. If he continued to talk, there would be a stalemate, which would be meaningless. He muttered: "Mr. An, my opinion is different from yours. I suggest you ask Mr. Ren for his opinion. Thank you for today's message."
Hospitality.”
Don't think of college students as college students. Is it appropriate for you to ask a graduate from a 211 school, majoring in electronic information engineering, to work in a factory at the grassroots level? Is it a waste of four years of college?
Students from key universities, not to mention personality, character, etc., their IQ and learning ability are definitely better than the average person.
Don't believe those people on the Internet who are beeping: anti-intellectual, saying that reading is useless, and Chinese college students are not capable. They know nothing!
Open your eyes and take a look, where did the chief designers of national key projects graduate? Did they receive undergraduate or master's education abroad?
Let’s look at Mr. Zhang, who developed WeChat. Where did he go to university? Let’s look at Huawei’s chief engineers. Where did they go to university?
You can say that China's university education needs to be better. But you can't say that China's university education is a failure! China's universities still provide talents for the country. You can't say that the Chinese people are not good.
Otherwise, please explain why your "Master King" hasn't logged in yet?
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Jing Gao stood up and nodded to An Xiaoqian, preparing to leave. What he said had no weight in front of An Xiaoqian. Arguing couldn't solve the problem. So, let the second brother Ren do it. It only depends on how the second brother Ren treats Ren Zhi.
Just make arrangements.
An Xiaoqian frowned slightly.
She was used to being strong and her subordinates obeying orders, but after she expressed her attitude forcefully, Jing Gao didn't want to talk to her anymore. It made her feel like she was punched in the air. He also asked her to ask Mr. Ren
Views.
Is there any need to ask? She is not stupid or blind. In other words, she was despised by Jing Gao to some extent. He didn't even bother to talk about this topic with her anymore. This made her feel very unhappy.
An Xiaoqian stood up and said, "Mr. Jing, you still have to eat, otherwise I would be too rude. I know Mr. Ren's opinion without asking. Regarding the topic of children's education, I would like to hear your opinion again."
Jing Gao suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. Sister, we are not in a debate competition. Do we have to compete to win or lose? I am very interested in playing a friendly match with you. The point is, you don't listen to what I said, so why am I wasting my saliva?
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Jing Gao thought for a while and sighed: "Mr. An, then I'd rather obey your orders. What kind of delicious food is there?"
This is purely to lighten the mood.
Seeing Jing Gao sit back, An Xiaoqian smiled slightly, adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses slightly, and said elegantly: "I don't know. It's all arranged by Xiao Tang. I'll let them serve the food. Let's chat while eating.
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She talked directly to Jing Gao before eating, actually because she wanted to take the initiative and have the right to speak. However, after the "confrontation", she was a bit at a disadvantage. The main reason is that Mr. Ren is not a good example!
After a while, the waiter from Shuanglongyuan brought six exquisite dishes. Four dishes, one soup, and a cold dish.
"Mr. Jing, please try this jade tofu, it tastes good. I order it every time I come here." An Xiaoqian greeted Jing Gao to eat, turning the table, "After eating all the delicacies, I found that it is still a home-cooked dish.
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Jing Gao laughed and said: "Mr. An's realization is a return to nature." After eating the tofu, he praised: "The taste is light, with the fragrance of beans, and soft in the mouth. It's pretty good. Let the kitchen wait for a while to pack up a portion. I'll bring it to you
Try it with a friend.”
An Xiaoqian looked at Jing Gao with her beautiful eyes and said approvingly: "Mr. Jing, you speak well. You usually read books and write diaries? Mr. Ren's literary level is very high." Her words unconsciously showed her disdain for Ren He.
of worship.
Jing Gao said: "Then you have to think highly of me. I am far behind Mr. Ren and Professor Zhao. They are both people who have read thousands of books. I like to look for delicious food, so I often use the comments
Come."
An Xiaoqian chuckled, took two bites of food casually, and started the fight again. She looked at Jing Gao with beautiful, clear eyes, "Mr. Jing, you don't have children yet, right?"
"I'm not married yet." A wry smile appeared at the corner of Jing Gao's mouth, "Mr. An, can you wait until I finish eating before we can talk about this? In that case, even if we have disagreements and leave later, I will at least mess with you for a meal.
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An Xiaoqian pursed her lips and smiled, showing her mature charm for no reason, which was very beautiful, and said: "That won't work. It just makes you speak more leisurely."
Jing Gao smiled, this was the atmosphere of a normal conversation. He wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, "Let me tell you straight. Mr. An, there is something wrong with your methodology!"
Ma Zhe's basic principle is that objective laws do not depend on people's will. Let's talk about An Yi. He has graduated from college now. When he grows up, he will leave you and have his own life. This is the objective law. It does not depend on your will.
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The smile on An Xiaoqian's face faded, but she still maintained her grace, stretched out her hand and said, "You continue."
Jing Gaodao: "So, what kind of life do you plan for him to have in the future? To live happily, or to take over from you and take charge of Haiyi Group? If it is to take over, this also involves a methodological issue."
An Xiaoqian leaned back slightly on the chair, her beautiful legs in black stockings were close together and tilted, and her beautiful eyes were looking at Jing Gao. She acted like "I will refute you later".
Jing Gaodao: "Ma Zhe also has a basic principle: specific analysis of specific problems. The chairman made a very wonderful discussion in the article 'On Contradiction'. I will not go into details. What I want to say is, why do you use An Yi and
Mr. Cao’s son makes an analogy?
These are obviously two different individuals. Moreover, the era you live in is not exactly the same as the Tang Dynasty, and when Mr. Cao was training successors.
Do you think this violates this basic principle? From this, we can draw two completely different conclusions! First, you read the book without asking for a thorough understanding and applied it mechanically. Second, you chose a wrong example."
An Xiaoqian could no longer maintain a calm sitting posture. She put her hands on the table and her chest heaved. The buttons of her white shirt were a little tight. This bastard really despised her in his heart!
Jing Gao glanced at An Xiaoqian and knew that it was almost exciting. He changed the subject and said warmly: "Mr. An, our traditional Chinese culture is about moderation. Many people instinctively want to criticize when they hear this word.
Let me give you an example. Neoliberalism is now spreading around the world, and the Anglo-Saxons are the most respected. They say that government is all necessary evil! But what do the Germans say? Government is the crystallization of all morality.
These are exactly two extremes. And what do we Chinese say? The government is the public instrument of the world. Good people are in charge of doing good things, and bad people are in charge of doing bad things. This is called moderation!
Therefore, in the process of cultivating An Yi's successor, you can move a little to the left in the past few years, and a little to the right in the next few years, and finally maintain it in the middle. It will still take a long time. Of course, you need to talk to him.
After all, no one can change the basic fact that you are his mother."
An Xiaoqian looked at Jing Gao with her beautiful eyes, exhaled softly, stroked her hair on her forehead, and said, "Mr. Jing, if you change your career to lobbying, you can probably get a place on K Street in Washington. Thank you!"
K Street in Washington is a very famous lobbying company stationed across the United States. An Xiaoqian is not an entrepreneur like a rich man, she has a very broad vision.
Jing Gao couldn't help laughing, stood up and stretched out his hand, "You're welcome." He felt quite happy that he could convince An Xiaoqian. Of course, in the final analysis, An Xiaoqian is An Yi's mother. Even if she feels a little unhappy, she is willing to do everything for An Yi.
Plan.
An Xiaoqian stretched out her soft little hand and shook Jing Gao's hand, and said proactively: "The Yang family's grandfather celebrates his birthday in two days. Do you want to go? I can get an invitation for you. Phoenix Fund, Xia
The scale of commercial real estate is enough for you to have a place."
Upon hearing this, Jing Gao guessed that it was an official occasion and shook his head, "Mr. An, thank you. My strategy is to keep a distance."
An Xiaoqian didn't force herself. Outside of business, she was very talkative and said straightforwardly: "Okay, I'll invest 500 million US dollars in Uber (China) to support your fight with Didi." The debt of gratitude is the most important thing.
It's troublesome. She needs to solve it.
Jing Gao seemed to know where the "refreshment" in An Yi came from. He nodded and said, "Okay. I'll get someone to contact Assistant Tang later."
After saying goodbye to An Xiaoqian, Jing Gao took the jade tofu packed by the waiter and left Shuanglong Garden with Guan Yujia in the car.
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An Xiaoqian returned to the villa where she lived from the restaurant, thought about it, and called her son An Yi.
