There is always a sense of aloofness in the capital city. It is undeniable that when you face the bustling streets with people coming and going, or face the old-fashioned courtyard houses with solemn city walls, you will have a similar feeling. Politics, culture and international
The communication center has unparalleled innate advantages everywhere. If you are a foreigner and face the residents of the capital, you will choose to grovel without others looking down on you.
Every time he entered Beijing, Cheng Xiaoyu would feel out of breath. He would be pressed by some kind of weight here and want to leave. It was not because he was invincible and irresistible, but because he did not want to let himself get too tired. In the end, it was inevitable that he would not be able to escape.
It is very difficult to hold up a sky here and leave in a panic. It is very difficult to work hard to create a world here as a foreigner.
Mr. Pei has returned to Beijing, and Pei Yuejin has returned to Beijing. For some people, it seems that something is subtly gathering strength and ready to happen at any time. To say that we are prepared to be prepared is a bit too much, and to say that we don't take it seriously is impossible. Wait and see, wait and see what happens next for this red family.
possible actions.
Pei Jianjun accompanied Chief No. 1 on a foreign visit, while Pei Yuejin stayed in the capital, going in and out easily. He did not accept any banquets and did not entertain others. He stayed in the courtyard all day long and was silent. This move attracted the attention of many people.
, secretly wondering what the Pei family is doing?
No matter how big a city you are, no matter how much you don’t want others to know your whereabouts, what matters is not how well you do, but whether someone pays attention to you. The number determines the degree of attention, and the level of your position determines whether you
There are still secrets to speak of. There is no need to doubt that less than twenty minutes after Cheng Xiaoyu entered the capital, people were already aware of his arrival. By the time his car arrived near the courtyard, a considerable number of people were already aware of his existence.
Night had just fallen, and the old man's small hall was brightly lit. There were several plates of side dishes and a bottle of Moutai on the table. Cheng Xiaoyu sat across from his son, leaving the seat for Cheng Xiaoyu to hold a candle and talk over drinks at night.
"Come, let's eat first. Hei Mu will also take a seat." Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu and Hei Mu walking in, the old man straightened up.
It's past eight o'clock. According to the old man's living habits, he has three meals a day at fixed times and fixed times. Today, he was obviously waiting for Cheng Xiaoyu to change the meal time. The appearance of Kuroki was a little unexpected, but it was reasonable.
It is related to the future of many disabled soldiers and veterans. Once you are a soldier, you will have a lifelong career. It will not change because of your position or identity at this moment. Although Kuroki is unwilling to have more contact with Hou Men, today
After coming in, he sat down at the old man's dining table. With a slight embarrassment and embarrassment, he took the wine bottle with a smile, first filled the old man's small wine cup, then took the three beer glasses and gave them to Pei.
Yuejin, Cheng Xiaoyu and himself filled up the bottle, and the bottle of Moutai was at the bottom. In front of an old man who had been up and down among the second and third leaders of the army and a senior provincial and ministerial official who had entered the back rank, Heimu's fierceness remained the same.
Sharp, he put the wine bottle on the ground casually, picked up the wine glass, and without saying a word, drank a glass of wine by himself, then stood up and walked to the wine cabinet next to him, taking out every bottle of old wine that was priceless but not marketable.
, opened it, poured it again, then picked up the bowl of rice, and destroyed three bowls of rice in one and a half minutes. About a quarter of each dish was consumed, except for the peanuts and pork head.
"Haha, okay, this meal is a bit interesting." The old man also picked up a bowl of rice, and wanted to find the feeling of eating in the army, but he was powerless. Pei Yuejin and Cheng Xiaoyu slowed down very considerately.
Accompany the old man to finish the meal in about five minutes, and then accompany the old man to pick up the wine glass.
The old man drank less than a tael of wine from the wine cup. He pushed the cup to the middle of the table, grabbed a few peanuts with his hands, and chewed them carefully, as if he was savoring the mellowness of the wine, and the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth.
of peanuts.
Cheng Xiaoyu drank half of the glass in one gulp, and Pei Yuejin also drank a third. Kuroki continued to drink the glass, drank two glasses of wine, and lit a cigarette. The medical staff outside rolled their eyes. Under the old man's eyes,
This is the only person who smokes in front of me so openly.
"I won't speak, I will only listen." Kuroki took a big puff, not knowing why he didn't resist the poison that corrodes the body.
The old man's face was slightly flushed, and he took the initiative to say: "Daewoo, are you coming to the capital?"
Cheng Xiaoyu chewed the peanuts slowly, and said, "Grandpa, am I suitable to come to the capital?"
"If I say it's suitable, then it's suitable." This is the confidence and fierceness of the older generation who have come from the smoke of the battlefield. When a sword is sheathed, the world changes color when it comes out.
"But that's not me anymore. Then there's no need for me to run this security company. Anyone can do it. With an old man like you, grandpa, at the helm, it could be done by Zhang Sanlai or Li Silai."
"It's over." Cheng Xiaoyu picked up the cup and took another sip. The cup bottomed out. Blackwood, who had his own way of doing things, filled it up for him. What we talked about today concerns hundreds of people worthy of Blackwood's care. He was willing to do something.
Return to the waiter.
"Let me tell you what you think. After all, you are the initiator, so you are different." Pei Yuejin asked.
"I only do what I can and want to do. No matter how big the impact of external forces is, I am still me. Even if Grandpa wants to intervene in the company, I would rather directly donate the company to Grandpa or the country. That is not what I want.
It’s not something I can do, it’s just that others think I can do it, and I happened to come up with a relatively worthy solution. That’s it. At best, I can be regarded as a creator, not a creator.
If it is my wish, I hope that the country can take over or hand it over to a strong enough person or group. My strength is too small and my shoulders are not strong enough to carry such a heavy burden."
There was silence in the room for a long time. Heimu smoked more frequently. As early as on the way, he had a premonition that Cheng Xiaoyu would not give in because of great kindness or anything. That was not him. He gave in in the helpless cruelty because of lack of strength. Under the influence of strong force,
You surrendered because you had no strength to resist, but now you have to surrender your soul. To put it bluntly, Cheng Xiaoyu doesn't know how to praise, but if you can't even control your most basic self, what's the use of having the world.
"The state intends to establish a proprietary service company, allocate part of the funds, and provide full support from all departments to integrate veterans within the military to form a service-oriented company across the country, with independent profits and losses, and with the interests of employees as the highest goal.
Even if the company loses money, the finance department will provide support and let you take the helm of such a department-level company. What do you think?" Pei Yuejin threw out a huge olive branch. I believe that few people can resist this huge pie.
Losing himself, Cheng Xiaoyu is just an ordinary person. He longs for money and power, but there is one sentence that he thinks is rough and unreasonable: "Grandpa, Uncle Pei, when I was a child, a large group of playmates got together to catch fans.
When hiding or playing something, there are always people who like to use temptations of one kind or another to give themselves the power to dominate the game. You may get a piece of candy, but what you lose is the opportunity to find fun in the game, because this game is no longer yours.
The game I want to play is the game that the person who gave me the candy wants to play. Who is a soldier, who is a bandit, who wants to become a traitor, who has to sacrifice, one person's script, a group of people running for it. It's pie in the sky.
, it must not be believed that there will be no free benefits in front of you, even if there are, you will need to pay the bill in various ways in the future."
"Do you think we will harm you?" The old man held his breath, without any emotional change.
"But you can't completely dominate, and the leadership can't always be in your hands. The framework has been established, everything is done, and it's time for the peach pickers to come. I don't doubt that the people selected are not good enough, nor do I doubt that they are good enough.
I want to do something for the army, but I can't fully believe it. I'm just a small person who came from a small mountain village. Just let me be ignored for once. Isn't it wrong?" Cheng Xiaoyu has been hesitating. He knows
His willfulness may very well come at the expense of the interests of many people, and may also disappoint many people, but this is what he thinks, and he expresses all his truest thoughts without any concealment.
Kuroki was obviously a little impatient. He drank another glass of wine, swallowed it when he wanted to speak, lit another cigarette, and refused to eat. He sat there in a daze, his face getting more and more livid, as if he had foreseen the possibility of cooking it with his own hands.
The good duck was suddenly taken away by others after all the condiments were put on it.
Pei Yuejin sighed: "Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, don't you want to try it out?"
Cheng Xiaoyu said: "I want to, but not now, and not in this way."
Pei Yuejin sighed again: "You will regret your willfulness this time."
Cheng Xiaoyu chuckled and said: "I think I regret it now. What I regret is that I developed too fast without laying a good foundation. I don't feel depressed if the peach was picked. I just want to know who picked the peach.
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Pei Yuejin drained the wine in the glass, picked up a piece of pig head meat and put it into his mouth: "Maybe it's a good thing if you don't do it... Your aunt takes the lead, and the daughter of the Zou family is her deputy. The major military regions are responsible for deploying elite soldiers and generals.
Elite soldiers from the national security department form a teaching team and gather veterans. Your company can only survive in its infancy. The power of the country, unless you can resist it alone, will instantly knock your company to pieces. However,
You can choose to exit, and the existing framework and investment will be converted into capital that the state will inject into your company that will not cause you any losses."
"The daughter of the Zou family?" Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment.
"Mo Feng's current wife, Mo Tianci's mother, the deceased Mo Tianyu's stepmother, Vice Chairman Zou's eldest daughter, was once a woman with the most pioneering spirit in the capital." Hei Mutu interrupted, telling the story of the woman who was destined to be in the world.
The woman who suppressed Pei Huan in a short time.
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