Jiang Hua and Ma Weidong chatted for half the night. Jiang Hua's insights and future prospects for the development of the special zone impressed Ma Weidong.
The two of them had breakfast together in the morning. Ma Weidong took Jiang Hua's hand and said, "Comrade Jiang Hua, how about I make a report to the superiors? You are asked to work in our special zone. You are really underestimating your talents by staying in a semiconductor company."
, this is what we call benefiting the country and the people."
These words almost scared Jiang Hua to death. Damn it, I'm planning to completely break away from the system in a year or two. I can't stand it if you drag me back with a report.
Jiang Hua immediately declined: "No, no, my heart has been wild in the past two years. If you ask me to go back to the system and be constrained by rules, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it. Besides, I have too many wild ideas and nothing to do."
It’s easy to break the rules, and if you go back, you won’t help me, you’ll harm me.”
"What a pity." Ma Weidong also knew that this was an excuse, but there was also the truth. Chatting with him would reveal Jiang Hua's unrestrained imagination. There are fixed procedures for doing things in the system, which would easily trap his hands and feet.
Ma Weidong said regretfully: "I also know what you are capable of. It would be difficult to use it if you were restrained. But I, Ma Weidong, should be considered your friend, right?"
"Absolutely, we are close friends."
"Hahahaha, that's my honor. If I need to ask for advice in the future, you can't shirk it."
Jiang Hua shook the hand he was holding: "I will definitely tell you everything I know."
The experimental equipment that Jiang Hua was thinking about had been loaded onto the train. After watching the train leave the station, he was reluctant to leave the platform.
"Director Ma, since everything has been settled, I will go back to Xiangjiang first. It's almost the end of the year, and the company still has a lot of things to deal with. You must be the same, so I won't disturb your precious time.
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"Then I won't give it away."
Jiang Hua sent a telegram from the SAR to Lu Xiuying who was far away in wh, giving her full authority to receive the experimental equipment, and then left the SAR with peace of mind.
At the end of the first year, various social activities are frequent again. This year, Jiang Hua not only chose the banquet of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, but also participated in the fundraising activities of some congressmen. Through Lin Dazhuang's investigation, Jiang Hua found out about these people.
He found out the details clearly and signed a few checks to some of his own people. For a while, Jiang Hua became the focus of some people's eyes.
However, Jiang Hua's money did not come from strong winds. His checks were given with a purpose, depending on the person's stance.
After finishing the company's business, Jiang Hua can take annual leave. As the general manager, he has the privilege to take a few more days off, just in time to rush back to the capital and have a few days of romance with Lan Jieying.
Just when Jiang Hua drove out of his mansion and was about to head towards Kai Tak Airport, a policeman stopped Jiang Hua's car.
Jiang Hua stuck his head out of the car window: "Sir, I shouldn't have violated traffic rules, right?"
The policeman patted the roof of the car and tilted his head to the side: "Get out of the car. There is a gentleman over there who wants to talk to you."
Jiang Hua turned around and saw a Land Rover parked on the side of the road. There was a man in a suit sitting in the car. There seemed to be two bodyguards around him. He was not a few meters away from the Land Rover, but he couldn't help but glance at the car.
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Jiang Hua turned the steering wheel, drove next to the Land Rover, lowered the window and looked at the man in the suit. The man in the suit didn't say anything, and neither did Jiang Hua. The two just looked at each other.
Finally, the man in the suit couldn't help it anymore and said to Jiang Hua angrily: "Mr. Jiang, you are very active this year. In previous years, you never participated in the fund-raising activities of members. This year, you gave away nearly 3 million. I advise you
You'd better proceed with caution."
"Did I do anything extraordinary? I just donated some money to those caring people who care about my hometown and want to do something for Hong Kong. In John's country, that is not commonplace."
The man in the suit pointed at Jiang Hua and cursed: "You are not from Xiangjiang. You don't need to dictate matters in Xiangjiang. You, a Bei Lao, have no such qualifications."
"I am a flower grower, I have the qualifications and the right to do this."
The man in a suit patted the seat: "This is Xiangjiang, the territory of the Empire where the sun never sets. It's not your turn to jump up and down and talk too much."
"This is Xiangjiang, one of the seven sons. Now he is being stolen by the people of John. He will soon return to his mother's arms."
"Dream." The man in a suit roared angrily: "The Empire will never transfer this land to flower growers. This land will always belong to the Empire."
"It's not a transfer, it's a return." Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Old John doesn't have the strength or the courage to refuse to return it. The sun will never set on John's country."
"Asshole." The man in a suit slammed the table and chairs: "I tell you, everything you do is in vain. We will not let the people you support go up. Your three million is no different from throwing it into the water."
"I have the financial resources and the courage to throw three million dollars into the water. Do you have it? And I will throw it away every year in the future. Do you dare?"
"It's unreasonable." The man in a suit waved to his bodyguard: "Let's go, I'll sue you Jiang Hua, I won't make it easy for you."
The Land Rover started up, and Jiang Hua asked the man in the suit: "Hey, if it's convenient, leave a name. I don't know who you are yet. If I'm not having a good time, I have to know who is thinking about me."
This sentence made the man in the suit even more angry. He claimed to be a man of the hour in Xiangjiang, but Jiang Hua didn't even recognize him. He felt like his defense had been broken instantly.
The man in the suit said with blazing eyes: "My name is Charles King, and I am Mr. Yoder's personal secretary."
"Oh." Jiang Hua said in a long voice: "It turns out he is the private secretary of the ghost old Youde. I'm sorry, I have seen Youde's photo in the newspaper, but I am not interested in knowing about the little person following him."
"I'll go to you..."
Before Charles, the devil, could finish his curse words, Jiang Hua stepped on the accelerator and quickly left the Land Rover. Charles, who stuck his head out and scolded Jiang Hua, happened to take a mouthful of exhaust fumes.
When Charles was furious, Jiang Hua reversed the car and said with a smile: "Charles King, right? Next time you talk to me, could you please stand up?"
Charles pointed at Jiang Hua and cursed: "Why should I stand up? Can't I sit down and talk to you? I have to sit down and talk to you, and I have to talk to you high and condescendingly."
Jiang Hua waved his hand: "No, I'm not saying you can't sit down and talk to me, I'm saying don't kneel when you talk to me again. When you kneel to your old John, don't take me with you. I don't have it."
You don’t need to feel like you are inferior to others.”
