After Gu showed her work permit and left with the waiter, Wang Yuting was surprised: "Chen Ke, what's going on? Why do I feel that you don't have any festive atmosphere in your heart?"
"Hey, stop talking," Chen Taizhong gave a wry smile, glanced around, and lowered his voice, "This is also for you, and I won't tell anyone else. Phoenix these past two days... is not peaceful, do you know? Meng
Art’s No. 1 car is here.”
Wang Yuting naturally knew about Meng Yi's No. 1 car. She exclaimed in a low voice, "Car No. 1? Day o-90001?"
Tiano is the privileged license plate of Tiannan Province. When others see a car with the letter "o", they will know that it is troublesome. However, Tiano-00001 car is the car of Provincial Police Director Dou Minghui. Like Lu Gang's car, it is Tiano-
Yes, everyone in the industry knows that Tian-90 is the Provincial Party Committee's car. It is also Tian-O. 90001 is more than a little bit more powerful than 00001.
Even "Tian-90001" in Subo City is more powerful than Tian-00001, "Tian-a-zhao, that is the car of the Subo Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, Tian-90001 is the car of Mayor Zhu Bingsong,
He is only stronger than Dou Minghui.
Ordinarily, only the secretary of the municipal party committee can use the Tiana-90001 license, but this involves other things. Anyway, in Subo, Zhu Bingsong is the boss, there is no doubt about this.
"Isn't it the No. 1 car?" Chen Taizhong nodded flirtatiously, "If you hadn't come, I would have had to pick up the car, haha, but Wang Ke is here, so let's go to the No. 1 car."
"Blow hard!" Wang Yuting glared at him and thoughtfully handed the mutton skewers in her hand to her husband. "It's not illegal to brag. It's your turn to pick up Secretary Meng's car..."
"Forget it if you don't believe it. Anyway, you will lose if you make a bet." Chen Taizhong began to concentrate on brushing oil on his dried tofu. "I'm not forcing you to believe it."
"What's Car No. 1 doing here?" Chi Zhigang was originally indifferent to Chen Taizhong, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but ask. "Is Meng Yi here?"
"Secretary Meng rarely rides the No. 1 bus," Wang Yuting, who works in the General Office, knows this, "unless it is a very important occasion. When the bus moves, there will be too much noise."
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore," Chen Taizhong was not interested in this. When he thought of Meng Yi's secretary Xiao Yan, he felt panicked. "When you come to Phoenix, where do you plan to go for fun?"
"You are from Phoenix. Of course you have to tell me," Wang Yuting looked at him dumbfounded, "The friendship between landlords will never be over? Are you asking us?"
Chen Taizhong concentrated on brushing oil. Before he could say anything, Chi Zhigang asked again, "Yu Ting, what kind of bet is Chen Ke talking about? Keep betting..."
Wang Yuting knew that her fiancé was not very ambitious, so she did not tell Chen Taizhong about memorizing dictionaries. She just said that Chen Ke was very good and memorized two dictionaries in one night, which saved Chi Zhigang's blindness.
I wonder if the two thousand pounds that Chen Taizhong lost had an ulterior motive.
She knew very well that because of the three thousand pounds that she borrowed later, Chi Zhigang didn't say anything, but was a little bit murmuring in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have pressed her to pay back the money.
"The bet is to memorize the dictionary," Wang Yuting had to explain. As she said that, she consciously changed the subject and looked at Jing Ziling, who was sitting there quietly grilling skewers. "Zi Ling, you don't believe it."
Do you want to test Chen Ke, Italian and French?"
"I didn't say I didn't believe it," Zi Ling chuckled, her white and fine teeth looming, giving people a sense of elegance and virtuousness. However, her next sentence was very exaggerated, "Haha, it's not like there are only two people in the world.
I'm a genius."
Damn it, when Chen Taizhong heard the last sentence, he almost threw the bag in his hand. He turned his head and looked at her lightly, but he was very disapproving in his heart. Are little girls nowadays so crazy?
Unexpectedly, Jing Ziling's big eyes looked at him without blinking. Judging from the posture, it was as if a child had discovered an interesting toy, and she was extremely interested.
Or, is this guy planning to make me lose my mind again? Chen Taizhong turned around and went back, tossing the dried tofu on the iron rack back and forth, but he didn't say anything anymore. His earlier gaffe was just a huge shock to his heart, and now he has regained his composure.
, naturally there can be no further reaction.
"Fenghuang City has been turned upside down by your Subo Zhongtian Group in the past two days." He smiled bitterly and stopped thoughtfully, "Well, I really can't say where we can go next.
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Chi Zhigang has never been very interested in Wang Yuting's work. His father used to be the deputy director of the Department of Health and knew a little about officialdom. But now he discovered that after hearing that Meng Yi's car was close at hand, it seemed that he could easily
Touchable, for men, this
The temptation is too great.
Women's pursuit of power is far less than men's desire. This is a kind of nature. Even if Dr. Chi is a medical student, he will inevitably get excited when encountering such a situation.
"Then what's going on?" He couldn't hold it in anymore and interrupted directly, "What kind of shock will it cause?" - Who said men don't like gossip?
"Haha, this... it's really not convenient to say it now," Chen Taizhong shook his head and gestured to him again, "Just ask your wife. It's the most inconvenient time to say it."
When Chi Zhigang was about to say something, Wang Yuting reached out and interrupted his speech, "I'll give you five more strings... Don't force Xiao Chen. There is a confidentiality system."
The next step was to chat. From the chat, Chen Taizhong found out that Jing Ziling's grandfather was Jing Yiyuan, a famous calligrapher in the province, and Wang Yuting's father was his student. This is how the title of this junior sister was determined.
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Jing Yiyuan has a very good reputation. He used to be the president of the Provincial Calligraphy Association and has good relations with some leaders in the province. Wang Yuting was assigned to the general office because of his contribution and the two families have a close relationship.
While talking, Jing Ziling's genius was mentioned again. Not only did she have a photographic memory, but she also learned things very quickly. Even though she was just nineteen years old, she was a master of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
They are all well-connected, and their attainments are not low.
Chen Taizhong is not very interested in this. In fact, he doesn't think it is anything to be proud of. However, seeing that Wang Yuting and his wife are very polite to her, he will not jump out and spoil the scenery.
He was more interested in Jing Ziling's brother. Seeing them talking incessantly, he finally couldn't hold himself back and interrupted, "Wang Ke, this investment you are talking about...what project is it?"
"I haven't chosen yet," Wang Yuting finally stopped chattering, "Chen Ke, do you have any good projects here? Brother Jing is rich."
Jing Ziling's half-brother Jing Junwei is not very young, he is thirty-four or five years old, and he is also educated in the family. In the late 1980s, he wandered around the capital alone, relying on the little discernment he had honed at home, reselling cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings.
, in the tide of reform and opening up, I quickly made my first pot of gold.
Just as his brand was gradually getting out, Deng Gong’s speech on his southern tour, overnight, there were countless experts and scholars among his colleagues. However, he did not have a title, and he only relied on word of mouth.
Just word of mouth.
Everyone knows that there are many officials in the capital, but there are also many scholars and experts in the capital. Once the energy that has been dormant for many years breaks out, it should not be underestimated. And those officials only recognize these experts, and most of the people who recognize Jing Junwei are
merchant.
In short, life is hard, and money is hard to make. Although he still earns much more than the average person, the growth rate of wealth is indeed incomparable to before.
At the beginning of 1997, Jing Junwei wanted to invest in something, but someone made a plan. Fortunately, he was used to working alone and was alert. Seeing that the situation was not good, he directly invited a person from other provinces to take over the business.
More than tens of millions of funds were withdrawn.
The water in the capital is too deep. Jing Junwei does not dare to continue investing here, but he is reluctant to leave the capital. After all, he has lived here for nearly ten years and has some connections. The most important thing is that strictly speaking
He said that he couldn't use his skills outside the capital. The biggest market for calligraphy, painting and cultural relics was still in the capital.
So, a new question came, what should he do with the money in his hand? He couldn't deposit it in the bank, right? No wonder, Jing Junwei had a desire to return to Tiannan to invest. In any case, as long as his grandfather Jing Yiyuan was around, he would be there
Tiannan is not afraid of being tricked.
Of course, when telling these words, Wang Yuting would never say those things that should not be said, but even so, Chen Taizhong also understood, how dare these days... are there really people who are looking for project owners with funds?
"That's easy to handle. I have a project on hand, waiting for someone to invest." Chen Taizhong immediately thought of the British man and became enthusiastic about Jing Ziling, "It's a high-tech project. I'll give the proposal and the
I’ll give you the market research report, do you like it Zi Ling?”
He has money to invest, but as a state cadre, it is best not to do this kind of thing. Moreover, if he can find the technical party and the investor, then it will show his ability, Chen, right?
"No," Jing Ziling shook her head and looked at him with a smile, but there was a hint of mischief in her eyes, "Many people are looking for my brother to invest. You must be something different from everyone else."