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Chapter VII

Among modern chain hot pot restaurants, the only one left now is the hot lady from the mountain city.

Pingping's mother is a remarkable person. After all, it takes a lot of courage to quit a civil servant and open a hotpot restaurant at this time.

As the Mercedes-Benz was driving on the way to Kyoto Aviation University, Pingping, who was sitting in the passenger seat, kept staring at Zhao Song.

"Watch what I do?"

Pingping smiled and said: "I still remember the way you acted like a pig when you paid us our wages on the first day of work."

"How long has it been? If you can't remember, that would be in trouble."

"Yeah, how long has it been..." Pingping still looked at Zhao Song and sighed: "I heard from Dong Lingyun and the others that during the Chinese New Year, you still drive a black car, right?"

Zhao Song felt flattered by being praised by a beautiful woman, but he still pretended to be aloof and said: "Now Zhongguancun is a big storm. I just stand outside the storm. If there is an opportunity like me, anyone can do it."

Better than me!"

"Anyone?"

Zhao Song was speechless. How do I know if there are any reborn people in this world?

Pingping raised her legs, and Haitian Xiangyun's cheongsam was pushed up, covering the top of her thighs.

Carefully rubbing her calf, Pingping added: "Zhao Song, I am a 97-level nationally recruited business administration student from Kyoto University of Aeronautics and Astronautics! I want to intern at Tesla and then work at Tesla!"

Zhao Song, who was driving the vehicle, quickly turned his head to look at her, and what caught his eye were two big white legs. He took the time to stare hard at her before turning his head.

"You are the first major college student to apply for a job at Tesla. Can you tell me why?"

Pingping changed her leg and rubbed it, "Now in Zhongguancun, every discerning person knows that Tesla will get better and better!"

"So you are a discerning person? Are you praising Tesla, or are you praising yourself in disguise?" Zhao Song asked.

"Of course I am praising myself. As a visionary person like me, if I join Tesla, I can be of great help to you." Pingping looked at Zhao Song hopefully.

Zhao Song pondered for a moment and then said: "Before you graduate, first become the manager of your Pacific Image Store! With such unique conditions, I have never won a single store sales championship."

Pingping said depressedly: "Yesterday, we were only three units behind Xidan."

Of course, Zhao Song knew about Pacific's results yesterday. When he saw their sales in the morning, he almost choked. Pingping is a talent, but he can only have low expectations for what will happen one year later.

Five minutes later, the vehicle slowly approached the door of the Hangzhou University's female dormitory. Zhao Song, holding Pingping in his arms, slowly walked upstairs in full view of everyone.

Along the way, Pingping hugged Zhao Song with both hands and leaned her head on his shoulder. The fragrance she breathed made Zhao Song's blood surge upwards.

Under the supervision of the dormitory aunt, Zhao Song gently helped Pingping onto the bed and turned to leave.

"Zhao Song!" Pingping's eyes were full of charm, "Last time, the whole aviation university knew about you. Do you think it will be like this this time?" After saying that, she waved goodbye to Zhao Song, "The successful man is

The one who attracts women the most, Zhao Song, you have to be careful!"

What are you being careful about? This is the day I have been looking forward to. You don’t have to put in any effort, just say your name, and the women will be so weak that they can’t close their legs. That scene... tsk tsk!

Zhao Song said goodbye to Pingping who was irritable for some reason with a longing look on his face.

As soon as the dormitory door closed, the roommates who were watching the excitement immediately gathered around.

"Pingping, your boyfriend?"

"I hope so."

"Then who is Zhao Song? Which department is he from?"

"Zhao Song!"

"Who is Zhao Song...?" The roommate looked at Pingping in surprise, "Tesla? Tesla was on CCTV just now?"

Pingping nodded.

The roommates sighed in unison with regret, "How handsome! He almost caught up with the handsome guy!"

Girl, is it really okay for you to tell lies with your eyes open?

Pingping rolled her eyes and fell on the bed.

"I'm so exhausted!"

…………

While driving the Mercedes-Benz to Huaqing University, Zhao Song's mind wandered to the distant United States, where there was also a girl who was pursuing her dream!

"There is only one appetizer left. Whether it tastes good or not depends on Li Wei. I hope my money was not wasted!"

Li Wei went further and further on the road of being a strong woman, and everything she did was clearly marked with a price, which made Zhao Song completely give up the idea of ​​taking advantage.

"Smelly bitch!"

Zhao Song felt sorry for his one hundred thousand dollars and muttered through gritted teeth.

….

Zhao Song has always felt that the super-famous schools in China are very awesome.

While enjoying the criticism of the people, they are dormant silently. When the country needs it, they can use their best skills to complete the task and shock the world.

In the next ten years, the newly established super state-owned group companies and the super projects that have been built on the land of flowers will all have the shadow of these top universities.

There are great people in colleges and universities. They are unknown, but they have the ability and sentiment to devote themselves to this country and this society.

Professor Zhou, whom Zhao Song is about to visit, is an expert. There is no doubt that he would not be able to hold the position of director of the EDA Center if he were not an expert.

Zhao Song was sure that Professor Zhou should be a sentimental person. These days, which senior talent who has something to do with integrated circuits does not have sentiments?

3:30 pm. Huaqing University Electronics Department Building, Professor Zhou’s Office.

"Professor Zhou, excuse me! I'm Zhao Song. Lu Li should have mentioned me to you."

Professor Zhou stood up from his desk and said with a smile, "Not only Lu Li, Mr. Ni has also mentioned you."

Zhao Song was flattered and held Professor Zhou's extended hand, "I haven't seen you for a long time, are you feeling well?"

"Okay, great. I'm busy running around looking for business for Ark Company."

Damn Ark Company! Zhao Song opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Professor Zhou looked at the strange look on his face and showed interest, "Boss Zhao, sit down and talk."

"Professor Zhou just call me by my name."

After the two sat down, Professor Zhou asked with great interest: "What do you think of Ark Company?"

Zhao Song shook his head, "I have an opinion about Mr. Ni! No shares, no salary, nothing to do for me as a consultant, nothing for me to do business. I'm afraid what if one day, Fang Zhou cheats the old man?"

"How dare they?" Professor Zhou said angrily.

"What if they dare? What are the consequences?"

Professor Zhou remained silent.

"Ark is just a private joint-stock company. The man surnamed Li transferred all the shares to his relatives, but the technical backbone only received a salary of more than 2,000 per month." Think about those high-end integrated circuit design talents who only receive more than 2,000 per month.

The salary, Zhao Song sighed, was so fucking cheap. He felt pity for these people, and even more pity for the selfless Mr. Ni.

"Professor Zhou, the chip is a national-level project. The man named Li is just a profit-minded businessman. I don't think highly of him."

Professor Zhou sighed, "Finally someone understands!"


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