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Chapter 859

There are various experts in society now, but they are not considered "everyone". Listening to you is better than reading ten years of books. Many complicated truths are difficult for ordinary people to understand, but in front of "everyone", he can speak a few words

He can explain complex truths clearly to you.

Slowly, the tea chat in the study turned into questions and answers. If Fang Zhicheng had questions, he would ask them, and Mr. Song could explain the questions clearly in three sentences at most. This is the ability of the Imperial Master to turn the complex into simplicity.

, eliminate the false and retain the true, every word contains the accumulation of thoughts, which makes people convincing.

Finally Mr. Song stood up and said with a smile: "Do you understand what I told you today?"

Fang Zhicheng smiled and bowed, ready to thank you, but in the end he shook his head and said, "Disciple, I still have doubts."

Mr. Song laughed three times and said: "It seems that today's lesson was not in vain. You have learned to question, which is the biggest skill I gave you today. You will definitely use it at any time in your career in the future.

.Questioning is the essence of the emperor's mental skills, and it is also a skill that can be learned and used with time."

Suspicion does not represent narrow-mindedness, but the habit of taking one step at a time and counting five steps at a time.

After leaving the study, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Fang Zhicheng and Mr. Song chatted in the study for almost two hours. Mr. Song and his wife sent Fang Zhicheng and Ning Qiangwei downstairs. The old lady looked at Mr. Song's face with calmness.

He smiled and said, "It's rare to see you chatting with a young man for such a long time."

Mr. Song subconsciously touched his chin and smiled lightly: "There are not many young people like this. This is the best of times, but it is also the worst of times. There are thousands of good men in China, but they really have ambitions.

There are only a handful of people. Why do we old guys always say that one generation is inferior to the other? It is because peace has smoothed the edges of many young people and turned their dreams into ashes. The waves wash away the sand,

It’s rare to see a grain of gold sand, so how can you not be happy?”

The old lady shook her head and smiled bitterly: "You're crazy again. I've rarely seen you crazy in these years. However, it's good that you're like this. It's better than staring at the birdcage every day. I'm afraid you might have Alzheimer's disease."

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Mr. Song waved his hands a little unhappily and said, "I was in a daze because I was thinking about a problem. How could a smart person like me have Alzheimer's disease?"

The old lady smiled, showing her missing teeth, and sighed softly: "I originally thought that this girl Su Qing would have a bad life, but it turns out that God has a vision. I didn't expect that her son and daughter-in-law would be like this."

excellent."

Mr. Song saw that the old lady was disappointed and lost. She had been with him for many years and had no children around her. He was her god. She should be lonely most of the time, right?

Mr. Song put his hand on the old lady's shoulders and said, "I can't help you. If it weren't for me, you could have enjoyed the happiness of a family."

The old lady smiled bitterly and said: "Honey, I will stay with you when you grow old. Your children don't understand your decision back then, but I know that it was actually for your own good. They are living a good life now, and there is no need for me to get in there and bother them."

Mr. Song breathed into the sky and said: "I don't have a few years left to live. My heart is fake and my lungs are sick. When I leave, you will be free."

The old lady covered Mr. Song's mouth and sighed softly: "Don't, you have to live behind me. I am a woman, and I will only take care of you in this life. If you leave, I will have no goals and I will not be able to live."

How long. And even if I die, someone will take care of you. If you live, you can take care of many people."

Mr. Song smiled slightly and said: "Our topic is too sad."

Why is Yanjing said to be a place of crouching tigers, hidden dragons? Mr. Song’s building looks old and unremarkable from the outside, but many people in Yanjing glance there because not everyone can set foot there.

It is a place that many people want to enter but cannot.

After Mr. Song resigned from his official position, he has been living in seclusion and no longer interferes with outside affairs. At the same time, he has also closed his doors and thanked guests. Even if a deputy national-level cadre comes to visit, he will be declined. Mr. Song owes Su Qing a favor, and with this favor

, Fang Zhicheng had the opportunity to step into that room and study room, and then he sat down with Mr. Song and chatted openly about the emperor's mind.

After two hours of communication, it was difficult for Fang Zhicheng to get the final answer, because everyone has a different personality. Emperors and leaders in history all have different personalities. If Fang Zhicheng wants to sum up his own emperor's mind,

You need to figure it out on your own step by step. So Mr. Song did not point out the direction to Fang Zhicheng, but told him many stories and gave him many templates that he could refer to.

However, this meeting with Mr. Song gave Fang Zhicheng a dragon in his heart.

Ning Qiangwei was used to holding Fang Zhicheng's arm. She saw that Fang Zhicheng had been looking thoughtful after walking out of the community, and asked with a smile: "When you enter and leave the study, why do you feel that you are different?"

Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled, then smiled lightly and said, "Really? I feel a lot more relaxed all over."

Ning Qiangwei stared at Fang Zhicheng's bright eyes for a long time and said, "Mom, she is a wise person. She saw that there is something on your mind, so she asked you to come see Mr. Song."

Fang Zhicheng secretly thought that Ning Qiangwei had figured it out, and sighed, "You are right, I was indeed a little confused some time ago. I knew my direction, but I was always hesitant, and I began to doubt the way I did things. And

Mr. Song let me know today that there is nothing wrong with the way I act."

In order to achieve his goal, Fang Zhicheng's methods were far from fair. He always had a sense of guilt in his heart. If he was immersed in the dark world for too long, his soul would be damaged. Fang Zhicheng thought of many ways to redeem himself, and with Mr. Song

This exchange made him truly free.

If you want to be the king who reaches the final destination, you must be stained with blood.

"What will you do if one day I become an out-and-out bad guy?" Fang Zhicheng asked.

Ning Qiangwei smiled and said: "Then I will kill you and then commit suicide."

Fang Zhicheng was stunned and said with a smile: "Thank you for your answer. If one day I become someone I hate, then you can kill me, but you can live a good life."

Ning Qiangwei paused and said in surprise: "You won't really become bad, will you?"

Fang Zhicheng squeezed Ning Qiangwei's hand and said, "Of course not, I will become a great good person. Because I will not leave you alone."



After the wedding in Yanjing, the two newlyweds stayed in Yanjing for three days. During this period, they visited several friends of Su Qing. In addition to Mr. Song, there was also Lu Hongtu, dean of the National Development Research Institute of Yanjing University. This

He is also a highly respected gentleman that Fang Zhicheng has always wanted to meet.

Fang Zhicheng saw Lu Hongtu without Ning Qiangwei.

Lu Hongtu is fifty-five years old. He is an outstanding talent in the country who studies policy and economics, and is also an aide to the chief ministers. He belongs to the reform lineage among academics, and often has bold ideas and opinions. In recent years, many economic policies have been implemented.

, are all run by him, and he ranks very high among the national think tanks. The national think tank is a very mysterious organization with only a few members, only 20 people, who are top talents from all walks of life and specialize in serving the leaders.

They make plans.

Although the "Smart City" plan took a lot of effort from the High-tech Industry Department, Fang Zhicheng knew that this plan did not reach a 100% level of rigor, so it must be rigorously reviewed by experts. And Lu Hongtu is an expert in this field.

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After Lu Hongtu saw the first draft, he showed full interest, "I only paid attention to smart cities at the beginning of this year and planned to include them in key research projects. I didn't expect that I fell behind and you jumped in. Although the plan is not perfect yet.

, but it already has an outline and soul, and the directionality is correct. At best, the details can be strengthened.”

Talking to Lu Hongtu was very easy and effortless. He is a scholar and does not have too many twists and turns in his mind. Therefore, when he sees new ideas, he will be extremely excited and does not have the airs of an official.

Seeing Lu Hongtu's high evaluation, Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Dean Lu, please give me more constructive suggestions."

Lu Hongtu touched his chin and smacked his lips for a long time. His brows suddenly wrinkled, but relaxed after a moment.

Fang Zhicheng thought Lu Hongtu had discovered some big problem, so he quickly asked: "Dean Lu, is there something wrong?"

Lu Hongtu rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "I can't make any comments now, because I have to go to the scene to see the situation. The United States and South Korea are both working on smart cities, but they are all small-scale experiments, because once it is involved

If it is too broad, it may cause social unrest. I need to go to the site to conduct research to know the executability of the project."

Seeing what Lu Hongtu said, Fang Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Dean Lu, if you are willing to go to the Qionghan Integration Project to investigate, that would be great. If you have any instructions, just mention it. If you

If the team needs funds, we can bear them."

After hearing what Fang Zhicheng said, Lu Hongtu patted Fang Zhicheng on the shoulder and laughed and said: "You are very smart and you really know how to climb up the pole. It doesn't matter, since you also cover the expenses of our team."

, then we will help you do an evaluation. However, I have to say hello in advance. If the project is feasible, my team will be fully involved in the later stage. Of course, as one of the participants, I can help you with the evaluation fee.

You also know that once my team takes action, the cost will be no less than one million."

Fang Zhicheng smiled helplessly, slowly put away the plan on the table, and said no more.

Seeing that Fang Zhicheng was silent, Lu Hongtu felt a little flustered and asked, "What do you mean?"

Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said: "Dean Lu, the price of your team is too high, I'd better forget it. It is said that Professor Cao Fang from Shuimu University is also an expert, so I'd better ask him to help me take a look."

Lu Hongtu quickly pressed down the plan in Fang Zhicheng's hand, raised his brows, and said a little unhappy: "That's all, I'll do a loss-making business this time. You have to bear the travel expenses of our team to Huainan for investigation and detailed evaluation.

Fees will not be charged separately. However, our team will enter the final draft of the smart city plan as the main design team."

Fang Zhicheng saw that Lu Hongtu was an outspoken person, and he saw the potential of the plan. Even if he didn't give him travel expenses, he probably wouldn't give up the plan.

Fang Zhicheng put down the plan and said with a smile: "Then it's a deal! I'll be waiting for you in Huainan."

After Fang Zhicheng left, Lu Hongtu couldn't put it down and read the smart city plan over and over again. Suddenly he remembered something and couldn't help but cursed: "This Fang Zhicheng is as stingy as his mother."


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