Chapter 41 Take a walk in the streets of the capital
Peng Bo did not participate in the afternoon forum. He hid in the hotel of the China Housing and Construction Bank to catch up on articles. Although this list was successfully released, he could not enrich his own land and waste the land of the financial newspaper. After all, his main job is still a
Famous financial reporter.
It gets dark relatively early in the capital, and during dinner, Feng Wanmei came.
She smiled brightly and said, "Mr. Peng, you didn't come to the forum this afternoon. So many entrepreneurs have praised you so much that it's almost overwhelming."
It is always better to be praised than to be scolded. Peng Bo was actually ready to be scolded, but he was still a little uncomfortable with being praised suddenly.
"Wang Shi from Vanke said that he didn't expect a foreigner to know so much about Chinese real estate. He wanted to ask whether you are a Chinese-American or a Chinese?"
"I have always been Chinese, and I am Chinese now and in the future." Peng Bo solemnly replied.
"Also, Mr. Ren from Huayuan," Feng Wanmei seemed to have had contact with Ren Zhiqiang, "he said that there is only one person he admires most in China's real estate industry, and that is you, not because you put him on the cover of Time
, but can point out the cyclical nature of real estate and the relationship between the five parties. Looking at the whole country, this person is the only one who is one of those so-called scholars and experts who argue all day long. He is a few miles away from you, from China to the United States."
Peng Bo waved his hands hurriedly, "It's too much praise, I really don't dare to accept it, really, I don't dare to accept it."
He believes that Ren Zhiqiang will definitely be in the limelight this afternoon. With the blessing of Time Magazine, he will overtake Wang Shi at the top of the list and become the focus of reporters from all walks of life.
In later generations, CCTV had so many annual economic figures, but he was not on the list in any of them. He was so angry that he screamed, but who made him have a bad relationship with another fellow countryman.
However, it is fortunate that this person who reprimanded Pan Shiyi in person, "How can he be called a real estate developer if he doesn't even know about seven connections and one leveling?" thinks so highly of himself.
"However, something happened to Ren Zhiqiang."
oh?
Peng Bo's smile suddenly froze, "What happened?" People with personality are people with personality, and they have personality wherever they go.
"This afternoon, something happened when he was interpreting Document No. 23." Feng Wanmei said with a rather regretful expression.
In the afternoon, Ren Zhiqiang, who couldn't keep his mouth shut, accidentally misfired.
He unsentimentally interpreted Document No. 23: “While promoting housing to the market, we should simultaneously establish a housing security system. Social security does not allow people to own housing property, but uses leasing to protect the most basic living rights.”
The row of leaders sitting on the stage had dark faces on the spot.
"I heard that after the meeting, a leader sent him a text message and criticized him: Without Butcher Zhang, will we have to eat black pigs?"
Peng Bo understood the meaning of this sentence, which meant that China would not be able to handle this matter without you?
"Oh, forget it, I won't participate in the forum tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Peng Bo said.
"By the way, there are reporters who have been looking for you," Feng Wanmei said with a smile, "ask around, they have many tricks, I guess they can't find you at the Kunlun Hotel, but you will be found here soon."
As the spokespersons of Time Magazine at this forum, Heinwei and Peng Bo were very popular, but there was no trace of him at the venue.
When he was giving a speech, the conference did not allow him to take pictures. Later, when he was handing his business card in front of the door, Heinwei blocked his side. Many reporters only took some blurry or incomplete photos and could not find him. They could not write their articles.
good.
"Then I can't go." Peng Bo smiled and said, let them find it. The interview with Heinwei can only be used as exclusive news for Shanghai Financial News. They don't have this opportunity. As for his own photos, they can consider publishing them.
Of course, a clearer profile photo should be posted on Shanghai Finance.
"What are the arrangements for the evening?" Feng Wanmei asked.
"I want to relax at night." Peng Bo looked at Heinwei, who was also looking at him softly. Well, the real estate list has passed, and it's time to think about what to do next.
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If real estate tycoons from various departments came to the real estate forum in person and Peng Bo took advantage of the opportunity to release the real estate rankings, then today Wang Shi and Ren Zhiqiang endorsed themselves on the forum. This represents the recognition of Chinese real estate entrepreneurs on the Pengbo real estate rankings. For Peng Bo,
Very important.
After having dinner with Feng Wanmei, Peng Bo was in a good mood as he added countless real estate entrepreneurs to his circle of friends.
"Let's go for a walk."
Heyinwei didn't drink, but her cheeks were still as bright as peach blossoms. She walked beside Peng Bo, and the two of them walked like countless pairs of lovers on the streets of the capital at night.
"It's a pity that the Forbidden City is not open. I have always had a dream to stay in the Forbidden City for one night." Peng Bo was very sorry. He even wanted to lie on a certain bed and sleep for one night.
"Okay, then I'll accompany you." Heinwei was very interested. She suddenly raised her head and asked, "Is the Forbidden City where your emperor lives?"
"It used to be, but not now." Peng Bo responded. If the Forbidden City opens an accommodation tourism project in the evening, it would be a good choice.
"How shall we arrange the following?" Working time is working time, and resting time is resting time. On this point, Peng Bo and Heinwei are highly consistent.
"Of course it's Sanlitun." Peng Bo said with a smile. In his previous life, he had been to bars of all sizes in Shanghai and Hainan. Barbing was once his hobby. During the World Cup in a certain year, he spent a month in Sanlitun, hugging people he didn't know.
, drinking wine that I don’t recognize, but feeling very happy.
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In the future, when it comes to the most fashionable landmarks in the country, Sanlitun in the capital will definitely occupy a place. There are many fashion brands, Internet celebrities and trendy shops gather, celebrity activities are non-stop, and the nightlife is updated day by day. Nine of the ten imperial capital hipsters are here.
However, everything you have slept with, loved, played with, eaten... everything has disappeared, what can be left behind?
The capital city at night in 1998 was not as crowded as it is today, and there were not so many cars and pedestrians on the streets. Construction No. 3 had not yet been built, Uniqlo and Apple stores had not yet entered China, and Sanlitun Bar Street was not what it is today.
So noisy.
Today is the weekend. The two of them walked into a bar aimlessly. The bar was full of people, the music was deafening, and the private rooms were full of affectionate male and female couples, dazed, lingering, playing games, drinking, guessing...
Occasionally, I can see some little stars and models from time to time. Some later become famous, and some disappear completely.
The bar is a place of comfort and healing, a place to find similar people, a place to find miracles, and a place to change your destiny.
As the lights changed, the arrival of the two did not attract the attention of many people. The two sat down and ordered two glasses of Black Square with ice. When the strong music sounded again, the pole dance began, and the crowd began to gather towards the disco...
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Peng Bo didn't end up. He drank the remaining wine in his glass in one gulp and was about to end. Suddenly, a group of people rushed in outside the door. The one at the front was Zhao Wei, who was currently in the limelight due to the hit "Huan Zhu".
, followed by Huang Xiaoming, Chen Kun and others, they came to the whiskey bar to order drinks and have fun with a smile.
Peng Bo's eyes lit up.
"This gentleman has already ordered for you." The bartender smiled, "Well, it's this gentleman."
Several people had obviously been drinking, and they all looked at Peng Bo with drunken eyes, "Who are you?" Chen Kun still looked student-like, looking at Peng Bo up and down with an unfriendly attitude.
"Friends." Peng Bo said with a smile. He didn't want to say anything more to these students who would be stars in the future.
"Friend?!" Huang Xiaoming had been looking at Peng Bo. Under the dim and colorful lights, he suddenly placed the cup heavily on the table.
"Friend?" A pretty girl covered her mouth and said with a smile. She exuded a wild aura. Her eyes were very slender, and she looked like smoke and dreams, which gave her a unique charm.