Beijing, in early September, a bar near the Sanlitun embassy district was full of people, and the neon lights were shining. Several people were sitting together drinking. One of them was a mixed-race girl with a voluptuous figure. Some guys who thought they were cool wanted to come over and strike up a conversation, but they were
The man next to the mixed-race girl stared back with fierce eyes.
Five minutes later, a man who was dressed incompatible with the atmosphere of the bar walked in, and everyone in the seats stood up. The young man holding the mixed-race girl even joked without any scruples: "Brother Guang, why are you dressed like this?"
Like a retired soldier."
Liu Ziguang was wearing 07-style army summer trousers and a short-sleeved shirt without military rank. He laughed and said: "The control was strict, and I had no clothes to wear, so I had to take off my shoulder collar and run out."
Zhao Hui asked exaggeratedly from the side: "You didn't sneak out, did you? I heard that your training center has very strict management, implements militarized management, and treats the students as if they are soldiers in a new company."
Liu Ziguang said: "Isn't it? There is an electric grid on the wall, and at night the sentries mount bayonets and patrol with dogs. It is simply a prison-like management."
Hu Qingsong smiled and said, "Then how did you sneak out?"
Liu Ziguang shrugged: "Even a real prison can't trap me. Come on, let's all have a drink. I'm treating you today."
Zhao Hui said: "What, you got rich?"
"Isn't that right? I was given a salary card. I checked it on the ATM just now and found out that my friend is now making a huge salary. His monthly salary is 100,000 yuan." Liu Ziguang took out a bank card and shook it. Everyone exclaimed, "Little Bei"
Shuai's eyes widened: "One hundred thousand in one month, wouldn't he become a millionaire in one year?"
Zhao Hui said: "Xiaobei, you probably don't know the current scale of Red Star Company. It has two MA600 regional turboprop transport aircraft, one Z-9, two Bell light helicopters, commuter vehicles, an imported Land Rover off-road vehicle, and a single
The military weapons are all the latest products of Norinco, M4 carbines using NATO ammunition, and the pistols are imported Sig and Glock. Red Star is now the black water of fucking China!"
Bei Xiaoshuai opened his mouth wide: "Oh my god, there are only so many planes, can you let me have the feeling of being a captain for a while?"
Zhao Hui shook his head towards Liu Ziguang: "I'll ask you, Brother Guang."
Liu Ziguang shook his head: "Have you graduated? If you don't have a pilot license, you will be a captain of Mao. Besides, do you think the Red Star now is still the Red Star before? I can't even say anything. It needs to be discussed and approved by the team."
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"Wow, we already have a leadership team. Now our Red Star is also a multinational mercenary company. It's so damn popular. Come on, let's go one!" Bei Xiaoshuai thrust a beer into Liu Ziguang's hand and faced him.
Drink up.
When he was slightly drunk, Zhao Hui put his arm around Liu Ziguang's shoulders and said, "Let's go to Liu Ziguang."
The restroom in the bar was empty and very clean. The two of them stood in front of the urinal and poured water. Zhao Hui said calmly: "I have been transferred to a civilian position."
"Is there any difference?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"Originally, after Mr. Jiang was promoted, he was planning to let me take over the position of CEO of Yongchang. However, someone revealed that I had borrowed a navy speedboat to smuggle Land Rover cars. The matter was so big that no one could stop it, so we had to put Yongchang away.
I was disbanded, my military rank was promoted, and I was transferred to the ministry to sit in an office."
"If Yongchang is canceled like this, aren't their previous performance within the scope of their consideration? Aren't there so many external channels that have been wasted?" Liu Ziguang asked in the same calm tone.
Zhao Hui shook his head and said with emotion: "Meat eaters are despicable. They can't see the long term. In fact, I only smuggled Land Rover cars to pay for the company's funds. They only saw that I made a lot of money. I was going through life and death."
Experience filters it out automatically.”
Liu Ziguang was silent for a moment: "What are you going to do next?"
"What else can I do? It's impossible for a registered employee like me to imagine being as cool as before. Just sit in the office and retire when I reach age."
Zhao Hui's depression made Liu Ziguang feel a little sad. If Zhao Hui who led him in was like this, how could he be stronger?
As if he guessed what he was thinking, Zhao Hui patted him on the shoulder: "You are different. You have not offended anyone, and you have resources. The superiors still value you very much. The political study class you participated in is of a very high level."
Gao, not just anyone can participate. Students must reuse them after training. But you must also be mentally prepared that these clothes cannot be worn again."
"Why do you say that?"
"The purpose of raising you to 22 cents is to change your career to a higher level. From now on, you will be a state-owned enterprise boss with a strong background. You are a halfway monk and there is no one above you. They can use it with confidence. If you know how to be a good person, you can do a few things before retiring.
It's not difficult to have a net worth of 100 million, but based on your personality, I really can't say."
As he was talking, suddenly a suppressed moan came from the cubicle at the end of the bathroom, and then a man cursed: "Are you done with this?"
Then I saw a man coming out of the compartment with a woman in heavy makeup and disheveled clothes, and left proudly. When passing by them, the woman glanced at them, her expression was very arrogant, and her high heels clicked out.
A string of notes.
"What the hell? If I had to put it away, I would have been pushed into the urinal a long time ago." Zhao Hui said, and then sighed: "After what happened in Guanye, I really don't dare to hit anyone. This place in the capital is too complicated.
Well, who knows which yamen you are beating?"
After coming out of the restroom, Liu Ziguang said that the atmosphere in the bar was not good and suggested that he continue drinking somewhere else. Everyone responded and drove to a small, simple restaurant. He gave the boss five hundred yuan and packed a box of Erguotou and cheap beer.
Sit on a small bench and refill the banquet under the street lamp in the alley.
This drink lasted until dawn, and even Liu Ziguang, who was said to never get drunk even after a thousand drinks, lay down. When he woke up, he was already lying in the guest room of the Xisada Moya Embassy. Looking at the sun hanging high outside,
He couldn't help but have a headache. The morning class must have been delayed.
It was already late anyway, so I simply didn’t go to class in the afternoon. After having lunch at the embassy, I came to the Beijing office of Hongshi Holdings and chatted with Hu Qingsong about the company’s recent operations. Hu Qingsong told him that the iron ore mine has not yet
Entering official operation, I have only done some business consulting and intermediary services recently. Don’t underestimate these consulting fees and intermediary fees. The lowest starting point is one million. I have made several million just by introducing projects, and that’s not all.
Block the profits of Xuanwu Group's stocks in the securities market.
"It's still not enough." Liu Ziguang muttered.
"What do you want to do? Buy a yacht? Buy a jet?" Hu Qingsong asked.
"I want to buy Jiangbei Chenguang Machinery Factory." Liu Ziguang said.
Hu Qingsong was immediately interested: "We want to merge. Does this company have high-tech technology or something?"
"Nothing. This is just a dream I had when I was a child. When I succeed in the future and become the director of Chenguang Factory, I will give my father a year's leave so that he can take me to play. Now it seems that taking the normal path is the best option.
Since I can no longer be the director of the factory, I have no choice but to acquire this company." Liu Ziguang said seriously.
Hu Qingsong didn't speak for a long time. After he regained his composure, he extended his thumb and said, "Your ideal is great, I admire it."
Liu Ziguang smiled and was about to speak when his cell phone rang. It was Wang Qian calling: "You go out without leaving home, and you also skip classes. You have no organization or discipline. This behavior of yours has had a very bad impact on other students. Please limit it to
You will be back in half an hour."
"Let's deal with some personal matters and let's talk about it tomorrow." Liu Ziguang was about to hang up the phone. Wang Qian was anxious: "Wait a minute, have you forgotten that you are a soldier?"
"What's the difference between me, a soldier, and those who wear military uniforms, dance and sing?" Liu Ziguang blocked Wang Qian back with one sentence and hung up the phone.
At the training center, Wang Qian took the phone that had already rung a busy signal and continued: "Okay, I understand, I will convey it to you." Then she put down the phone and said to Director Tan behind her: "Liu Ziguang has something to do at home and needs to take leave."
"Oh?" Director Tan raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with this guy? It's just because he's used to being free and loose that I let him participate in this political study. Unexpectedly, I still can't control his heart. I think he
Forget about canceling the second-class merit."
Wang Qi said: "It is very difficult to change this person's thinking. A second-class meritorious service cannot replace his loyalty. He is naturally unruly and informal. He reminds me of a person, a character in one of the four famous novels."
Director Tan said: "Who? Is it Cao Xueqin?"
Wang Qian said: "Of course not. Cao Xueqin is the author, and he is not as capable as he is."
"So Wu Song? Zhao Yun? Guan Yunchang?" Director Tan asked like he was guessing a riddle.
Wang Qian still shook her head: "No, the one closest to Liu Ziguang is probably the Monkey King Sun Wukong written by Wu Cheng'en. The monkey jumped out of the cracks in the rocks. He does not eat the fireworks of the world, is not close to women, and is close to perfection morally.
He can't get rid of the dirt in his eyes, he despises authority, he is unruly and unruly, but he also has extraordinary abilities."
Director Tan frowned: "When you put it this way, there are some similarities, and there are quite a few such people in our team. They rely on their own skills, have no leader, regard discipline as a child's play, and are subject to bourgeois freedom.
The influence of transformation is very profound, you said very well, these monkeys must be suppressed with the Tathagata Buddha's five-finger mountain."
Wang Qian took a deep breath: "Then, his leave is not allowed?"
Director Tan waved his hand: "Yes, his mind is not here anyway. What's the use of sitting in class and being distracted? Also, help him go through the procedures for changing jobs."
Wang Qi said: "I think it is better to retain his military status, at least it is an identity constraint."
"No need, his status as a soldier will affect our plan. Since he wants freedom, let's give him freedom and let him go back to his Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain to play to his heart's content." Director Tan said,
Subconsciously, he stretched out his right hand and made a pinching gesture.