In Chuhe's definition, the word "Boss Xia" belongs to the wise man Xia Zhengqing. But this wise man who is famous in China has been dead for many years, so how can he reappear in the mouth of the robot aunt?
Then the Boss Xia mentioned by my aunt can only be the unparalleled girl who walks in the darkness...
Boss Xia?
A strange smile appeared on the corner of Chu He's lips and asked: "When?"
"Now." Queen Mother Xiao said calmly.
Boom, boom, boom.
As soon as Empress Dowager Xiao finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Before Chu He could react, Empress Dowager Xiao stood up and said, "Let's go."
Chu He, the middle-aged man standing waiting outside the door, had seen him before. It was the deputy minister-level figure who he met by chance at Xiaoshan Villa and was said to have been very successful in politics. He smiled and greeted the second person who walked out of the suite.
The man nodded in greeting and said in a humble manner: "Did I disturb you two?"
"No, no." Chu He knew that Queen Mother Xiao was not a good communicator, so he simply took the initiative to pick up the conversation and said with a smile, "Boss Chen, where are we going?"
The middle-aged man known as Boss Chen looked at Queen Mother Xiao with some surprise when he heard this. When he saw that there was nothing unusual about her, he smiled and said: "It's not far. It's only a quarter of an hour's drive."
He refused to say the specific address. It can be seen that the confidentiality of the meeting place is extremely high. It also reflects from the side that the enemy he faced this time is by no means easy to resist. Secondly, Chuhe was extremely surprised by Boss Chen's dedication to his duties. According to
According to his aunt, he once climbed to the deputy department level leadership. Even though he is not the kind of powerful boss, no matter which prefecture-level city he is placed in, this boss Chen has the ability to dominate the sky with one hand. But he just
He gave up the opportunity to play in politics and went into business, and he was even more busy with Xia Zhengqing, who had passed away long ago.
Why?
What on earth was he thinking?
As we all know, in China, a country with the largest number of officials, unless there are super predators who can dominate the business world, or big shots with official and business backgrounds, otherwise the so-called outstanding entrepreneurs are nothing compared to those officials.
None of them count. Money is indeed omnipotent. But in the face of power, money is only used as capital to purchase power. It also depends on the mood and appetite of the person in power. Otherwise, it will be useless no matter how much money you have. After all, the person who holds the power does not care about where he is.
They have the absolute initiative at all times. Without you as a rich person, many rich people are willing to take advantage of them.
Therefore, in Chu He's view, the elegant and elegant boss Chen in front of him definitely did not resign and go to work for money. There must be some other reason.
In the car, Chu He and Boss Chen sat together. Since the journey was not far, Chu He also suppressed his bad habit of falling asleep when getting into the car. He occasionally glanced at the receding buildings outside the window. He said insinuatingly: "Boss Chen, Auntie.
You said you worked in politics before. Where did you work specifically?"
"Huangpu." Chen Changqing, who was sitting quietly and recuperating, replied politely.
"Huangpu," Chu He said with interest. "That's a good place. It has produced many powerful people."
Chen Changqing smiled and said: "Yes. In recent years, the poisonous widow in Huangpu has been an unparalleled and powerful character. Even the big guys in Yanjing are in awe of her."
Chu He was startled, not knowing why Chen Changqing mentioned the Poisonous Widow, but he shook his head and smiled: "According to Boss Chen's resume and age, if he runs the business for a few more years, he will definitely be able to make further progress. Why did he choose to put down his work at this juncture?
Everything turns to New York?”
Chen Changqing said with clear eyes: "Because I owe Boss Xia a huge favor."
"Oh?" Chu He asked curiously. "What's going on?"
"Speaking of it, that was more than 20 years ago." Chen Changqing said slowly. "At that time, I was just a small civil servant. Boss Xia had already become famous. I met Boss Xia by chance. At that time, I was just a small civil servant.
My work was not handled well and I was under great pressure from my boss. If Boss Xia hadn’t helped me with suggestions, I might not have been able to bear the pressure and resign on my own initiative.”
Chu He nodded slightly, but didn't say a word.
He believed that Chen Changqing would not set up his future for Xia Zhengqing so easily.
Seeing that Chu He's reaction was not intense, Chen Changqing secretly admired this young man for his good determination. He didn't pretend to understand, and he could see deeper and farther.
"Many years later, I once again fell into a deadlock." Chen Changqing said slowly. "That time was not as simple as the first time. It was just work pressure and the threat of life."
"Official life is like a battlefield. Internal friction is always more harmful to serving officials than the system. And in that competition, I was at an absolute disadvantage. Once I lost, I was at risk of being jailed at any time. Because my opponent was too powerful and my backers were far away.
It's not something I can compare to. I had basically given up and was going to resign myself to fate. But the appearance of Boss Xia gave me a second chance to be reborn.
The boss's intervention not only prevented my political career from ending early, but also made me take a big step forward." Chen Changqing smiled. "Perhaps morality has become a luxury product in this era. Not many people pursue this kind of injustice.
It’s something practical. But for me, Boss Xia has given me the gift of reinvention. Now that he passed away at an early age, if I don’t contribute, wouldn’t I be unworthy of Boss Xia’s cultivation?”
"In fact -" Chen Changqing said meaningfully. "Supporting Boss Xia is not necessarily any weaker than working in politics."
If the previous words were just an explanation of the causes and consequences for Chu He, then the last sentence gave Chu He a completely new understanding of Xia Zhengqing.
Is following Xia Zhengqing more exciting than being the one who controls the political world?
After all, China is not the United States. In this evil capitalist country, the rich can even decide to a certain extent who will be the head of state. They can build bridges, pave the way, and change the legal system for their benefit. In China, businessmen can never control the power of government.
Above the party, it is even less possible to influence the selection of national leaders - even the ranking.
But since Chen Changqing can say this, it shows how much influence Xia Zhengqing has in China. But unfortunately - this wise man has passed away long ago!
Chu He couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, moved his eyes to the face of the silent Empress Dowager Xiao, and asked in a low voice: "Is Xia Zhengqing so scary?"
Empress Dowager Xiao nodded lightly when she heard this: "Zhuge Hongyu is the well-deserved richest woman in Yanjing and even in China. Ye Mingzhu's dominance of Huangpu can also affect Huangpu's economy to a certain extent. Including the one who worked in the Second
Shang Tianya, who ranked among the top ten richest people in Asia more than ten years ago, none can compare with Xia Zhengqing's influence."
"The founder of Zhuge Mountain Villa, Mr. Zhuge, has been walking among the top officials of the country from before the founding of the People's Republic of China to his death. Although he does not hold any positions, just a casual word from him can be far more powerful than the upright ministerial-level bosses who rack their brains and painstaking efforts.
Try hard and it will work." Empress Dowager Xiao explained calmly. "Identity is usually just a symbol, even if it comes with power, it may not be able to cover the sky with one hand."
"Unconventional figures like Second Master Zhuge and Xia Zhengqing must not be judged by their simple identities." Empress Dowager Xiao said meaningfully.
Chu He seemed to understand, but didn't ask further. He sat quietly in the car and waited patiently for the destination to arrive.
Chen Changqing heard Empress Dowager Xiao's fair evaluation of her benefactor Xia Zhengqing, and was filled with joy and deep nostalgia for that stunning and upright super predator.
Crunch.
The car parked quietly next to a small single-family house. Chu He got out of the car door and saw a big dog curled up in the small garden at the front door. This lazy big dog was sleepy with its ears lowered.
A pair of dark eyes opened and closed uncertainly, as if he would fall into a deep sleep at any time. The garden is surrounded by wooden fences sprayed with white paint, and the flowers and plants displayed are full of life under the sunshine of spring. It is comfortable and comfortable, and there is no feeling at all.
The occasional cold spring breeze.
After pushing aside the wooden fence, Chen Changqing squatted down in an easy-going manner, touched the watchdog's head, and joked: "Duoduo. Are all the guests here?"
The dog felt Chen Changqing's gentle touch and whimpered and shook its head, as if in response to Chen Changqing's inquiry.
Seeing this scene, Chu He couldn't help but turn around and said to Queen Mother Xiao: "Auntie, let's buy a large dog when we get back to Baicheng?"
"Can."
Queen Mother Xiao answered simply.
It was different from the bright and warm atmosphere outside. When Queen Mother Xiao of Chuhe entered the hall on the first floor under the leadership of Chen Changqing, Chuhe suddenly felt a biting cold breath coming from all directions. It made her whole body chilly and at the same time...
He felt quite suffocated. Chu He's eyes shone slightly, and his vigilance for years of taking personal risks made him carefully scan the surroundings. After confirming that there were no obvious risks, he followed Chen Changqing's steps towards the second floor.
There was no one on the first floor, and not even a single light was turned on in the living room with closed curtains. It was lifeless. But on the second floor, Chu He suddenly heard a fierce argument coming from the end of the corridor, which was mixed with the sound of banging on the table.
Very amazing.
Chu He glanced back at Chen Changqing, who was walking steadily, and saw that his brows were furrowed, as if he was dissatisfied with the quarrel coming from the back room, and felt deeply helpless——
Creak.
After Chen Changqing arrived at the door, he pushed the door straight open. The choking smoke suddenly hit him inside, and even Chu He, an old smoker, almost choked. At the same time, dissatisfied sounds could be heard in his ears.
"We have been waiting here for more than half an hour, but Miss Xia still refuses to show up. If we don't rely on Boss Xia, who would be at the mercy of a little girl?!"
