Xiagou Village is like a child forgotten by the city. It is ugly and cannot see the world. It hides behind high-rise buildings and shyly. The houses are not in neat and harmonious colors. They have all kinds of faces and have pink and white walls.
The red bricks and porcelain tiles are like the cloth hung in the dyeing shop, colorful and uneven. The buildings are also built in a disorderly manner, with various shapes, growing out of the ground, and emerging from nook and corner.
come out.
Wen Lihua's home is a bit like a triangle, located in the center of Xiagou Village, not too far from Youjia Square.
It gets dark and cool early in Kyoto in November, but this does not disturb the lively atmosphere at home.
A middle-aged woman, a college student, a cute little girl, plus Garfield and Lianshun, who have become good friends, create a harmonious scene and a warm atmosphere!
Zhao Song held out his bulging belly and handed the last big stick bone to Lian Shun, then collapsed on the chair and gasped.
“It’s been a while since I’ve eaten Xiaoyu’s food!”
Putting the last bite of the cold dish into her mouth, Wen Zhenwen nodded in agreement, "If Xiaoyu hadn't cooked for you, I wouldn't have known she had such a skill. This little girl was hiding it from me at that time.
Stay!"
Xiaoyu didn't care after hearing this. Looking at the table full of leftovers, she smiled happily and rolled her eyes. This kind of scene is the best compliment for a cook!
Holding Garfield, who also had a bulging belly, in his arms and stroking its smooth hair, Zhao Song asked Wen Lihua: "Aunt Wen, how is your new job?"
"I have grown up here since I was a child, what else can I do?" Wen Lihua rolled her eyes at Zhao Song and said angrily: "It's just trivial things all day long. I really want to do something..." At this point, Wen Lihua said
He spread his hands and shrugged, "No money!"
"Auntie!" Zhao Songshen nodded with approval, "We are all downgraded people in the world! I don't have any money either!"
"Pa~" A big red chopstick flew to Zhao Song's head in an instant.
Zhao Songshan smiled and picked up the chopsticks and put them on the dining table. He hugged Garfield and stopped talking. Xiaoyu started to clear the dining table honestly.
"Do you know how old Xiagou Village is?"
Zhao, Song and Xiaoyu looked at each other and shook their heads.
"More than seven hundred years!"
"What?" Yuan Dadu, the predecessor of Kyoto City in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, was only more than 700 years old. Your village in a broken city is the same age as Yuan Dadu?
Zhao Song looked around the room, trying to find an antique from the Yuan Dynasty.
"In the Yuan Dynasty, Guo Shoujing dredged small rivers, and Xiagou Village was the gathering place for river workers at that time!"
I listened carefully to your nonsense, auntie. Zhao Song looked at Wen Lihua, who was full of emotions, in a daze and said nothing.
"Ahem~" Wen Lihua's face turned slightly red and she began to change the topic.
"Zhao Song, the location of Xiagou Village is great!"
Nod.
“There are many colleges and universities around!”
That's right, let's not talk about 211. There is not even a point. There are two second-level ones and two private ones. There are quite a few military compounds, and there is only one station for the three-artillery. Zhao Song thought silently in his heart, and then nodded.
“Close to the Fifth Ring Road and Badaling Expressway!”
I'll block you every day. Zhao Song nodded.
"It's only two stops away from Shangdi."
If it wasn't during rush hour, it would take two hours to drive between the two stations. Zhao Song still nodded.
"Zhao Song, is this place nice?"
"Okay!" Zhao Song nodded sincerely. It's great after 8 years. It's not far from the Olympic Forest Park. This alone can double your house price.
"Since it's good, the village-run factory will be given to you!" Wen Lihua said grandly, "The nature of the land means I can run it for you in a month!"
How big is the village-run factory? When Zhao Song opened the leisure club, he once roughly estimated that it would be about one and a half football fields.
A fool doesn't want someone else to help with the procedures, but a fool wants to deal with the civil servant in front of him who specializes in cheating his family.
"Auntie, I really have no money."
"18 million!" Wen Lihua didn't wait for Zhao Song to finish, and then interrupted: "I agreed to this. Not only is the land yours, but all the yards in the village can be renovated according to Aunt Zheng's contract and made into antiques like Xiao Yu's.
building and then rent it out.”
"..." Zhao Song looked at Wen Lihua dumbfounded.
What will Xiagou Village look like if it is completely built into antique buildings? Ten years later, there is a best reference point, Donggao Beidian Village in Kyoto City, "National Green Well-off Village" and "Flower Planting (Eastern) Ten Years for Building a Well-off Society"
"Best Village", "The Most Beautiful Village in Kyoto", "National Advanced Grassroots Party Organization", "National Civilized Villages and Towns", "Capital Civilized Village" and other honorary titles. The female party official in that village was featured on several news broadcasts.
The antique building that Zhao Song renovated was copied from Donggao Beidian Village. Wen Lihua's advanced thinking was not the reason that surprised Zhao Song, but that she still wanted to renovate it because she had no money, and she took office with 200 million yuan.
This is not the reconstruction of a fucking homestead, this is the reconstruction of a village in the city.
Wen Lihua smiled, leaned down and took out a drawing from her briefcase, opened it in front of Zhao Song, and a beautiful antique village appeared in front of Zhao Song and Xiao Yu.
"It's so beautiful!" Xiao Yu sighed, then pointed at a small house and said, "Brother, this is our family."
Zhao Song said nothing and looked at the drawings carefully. If this is built, how much will it cost to dismantle it ten years later? No one will be able to dismantle it by then.
But it is not a bad thing for the villagers. Their valuable agricultural household registration and homestead land have been saved. Every household with a small two-story townhouse can earn a few million a year just from the rent on the ground floor.
It really needs to be built... The person in front of me has been relatively small in the last few news broadcasts. He raised funds by himself, renovated urban villages, and led to wealth... What an official!
Okay...that thing really needs money to spend money on, so Zhao Song opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.
"The old secretary grew up here, I grew up here, Xiaoyu also grew up here, Zhao Song, Xiagou Village cannot be separated. If they are separated, they will be like the Nanfengtai gang..."
Zhao Song looked at Wen Lihua helplessly. Talking about business and money was mixed with emotions. Are you doing this by sea, land or air?
"Let's not talk about whether I have the money." Zhao Song thought for a moment and then asked: "It doesn't matter whether 18 million is expensive or not. Assuming I agree, you can use the money to renovate those yards.
"
"Municipal renovation!" Wen Lihua said immediately, "In addition to widening Xiaohe West Road, all the money will be used here."
"Understood." Zhao Song nodded, glanced at his watch, and then stood up, "Aunt Wen, I believe you know what's going on with Tesla. It's really hard to spare time and money, etc.
, wait a minute, okay?"
"Well, wait, there's no rush!"
…………..
The night sky tonight is exceptionally clean and clear, and the stars are within reach.
After leaving Wen Lihua's house, Zhao Song held Xiaoyu's little hand and walked in the alley of Xiagou Village.
"Xiaoyu, if this place is demolished, you will be a rich woman."
"Um."
"Xiaoyu, do you want to stay?"
"Um!"
This little girl can pronounce "um" in two different tones. She is indeed a top student in Chinese with a score of over 70 in the exam.
Zhao Song smiled and rubbed Xiaoyu's big ponytail, and said: "Xiaoyu, Aunt Wen's matter has been figured out, and things outside the company have been handled smoothly. Next, I plan to make serious money for a period of time. It may be very good."
busy."
"Um!"
"Little rain."
"Um?"
"If you take the single-digit Physics test again next time, I will fire you as a club attendant!"
"snort!"
………….
This day was November 13th. It was nothing special. Zhao Song, who had put down a lot of worries, lay down on the bed peacefully and fell asleep instantly after sending Xiaoyu back to the compartment.
At the same time, on the other side of the ocean, Intel suddenly made a surprising move and announced full support for Direct Rambus RDRAM.
When an interface was expanded to 16 bits and the clock frequency was increased to 800bsp; when the Rambus protocol was put on the table, Intel was already looking at the future with a smile.
Half an hour later, TNTEL officially updated and announced the global launch of the 820 chipset.
Zhao Song slept soundly. It seemed that he had not slept so peacefully for a long time. From time to time, there was a lustful expression on his face, as if he was buried in dense amounts of cash in his dream!
In Zhongguancun, not far away from him, following the official announcement of INTEL, invisible radio waves intertwined in the air there, like a suffocating black cloud, slowly drifting in his direction.
In the United States, the PC133 Standard Architecture Alliance began to discuss countermeasures.
In Zhongguancun, the conference room of Pengcheng Technology stayed up all night.
The upper reaches fight against the upper reaches, and the lower reaches fight against the lower reaches.
The business war that Zhao and Song could never predict came ahead of schedule.
Total assets: 610 million, personal funds: 3.5 million.