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Chapter 60 Goodbye

The natal family in Beijing is really incompetent.

The big leader shook his head and sighed bitterly. He didn't investigate the matter clearly, so he was locked up for a night. Not to mention that young man Zhao Song, even he himself would have his own ideas.

Only those who have to force people into Shanghai are satisfied? The big leader thought about the economic environment of Shanghai City and the identity of Shanghai's big boss, and then quickly shook his head and put away the chaotic thoughts.

"Any more?"

Wei Liang saw that the chairman of the electronic control group had no intention of speaking anymore, so he quickly said:

"Tomorrow, the groundbreaking ceremony for the second phase of Shenzhou Technology's industrial park in Dongyizhuang will be postponed."

The big leader did not answer and continued to ask:

"Any more?"

Wei Liang glanced at the electronic control chairman again, and reluctantly took out another invitation letter.

"This is an invitation letter from the Guangdong Provincial Government and the relevant leaders of Guancheng City to Zhao Song. I hope he can go to Guancheng to inspect the work!"

The big leader was shocked and asked hurriedly:

"A Tesla alone is not worthy of such attention, right?"

Just one Wuming Factory is worth it. Wei Liang smiled bitterly. Over there, all mobile phone manufacturers who are determined to build a free industrial chain have high expectations for Wuming Factory, because in addition to related accessories, Wuming Factory also

We have scouted out all the modeling talents that can be found in Wanwan manufacturers!

not to mention......

Wei Liang raised his eyes and looked at the big leader: "Not only Tesla, but also Shenzhou Technology is going to build a branch factory there!"

The big boss looked at Wei Liang in surprise. Just now it was the second phase of the project in Dongyizhuang, and now it is the branch factory in Guancheng?

"Does Shenzhou Technology still have that much money?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Liang turned his head to the two middle-aged men below, indicating that they would answer.

The two bank representatives below looked at each other. One of them stood up, handed over a contract, and said respectfully:

"Leader, when Shenzhou was suspended, it signed a loan agreement with two of our banks. When Shenzhou's market value reaches 40 billion, it will provide mortgage loans from our two banks in the form of share mortgages."

The big boss was looking at the contract carefully, and the representative of China Merchants Bank went on to explain:

"Shenzhou Technology has complete information and good qualifications. When its market value reached 40 billion two days ago, its evaluation has been completed. Now we are just waiting for Mr. Zhao Song to sign for the loan."

"...."

Putting the contract aside, the big leader raised his head and asked seriously again:

"Any more?"

"Mayor, does the city have anything to say about the signing ceremony of the property rights of the shops owned by Zhao Song's One Kilometer Trading Company in Pingchang District this evening?"

At this time, the new big boss of Pingchang District asked worriedly, "Nearly a hundred owners, dozens of suppliers, and home improvement companies, as well as laid-off workers from various districts and counties are in employment offices, the Municipal Disabled Persons' Federation and other units are responsible for

Waiting for news!"

The big leader could no longer pretend to be calm. He suppressed his bad premonition and asked dumbfounded: "What news are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for news from Zhao Song."

The big boss in Pingchang took out a newspaper and handed it over. On the front page of the newspaper, the news of Zhao Song's murder was so eye-catching.

"Bang~"

"Asshole!"

The big leader was furious.

It was as silent as a cicada down there.

Wei Liang quietly put his hand into his trouser pocket and stopped the vibrating cell phone.

After a while, the big leader regained his composure and asked slowly:

"Any more?"

"..."

This time, no one spoke. Wei Liang breathed a sigh of relief, took out his cell phone that vibrated again, took a look at it, and then showed a strange expression.

"Mayor, and..."

"explain!"

"There is an invitation letter sent to Zhao Song's companies in Guizhou Province."

"What company?"

Wei Liang replied with a troubled face: "...Why is my name so long?"

"............"

On this serious occasion, it always felt a bit weird to talk about the adult market industry. The big leader gave Wei Liang a strange look, wisely did not continue the topic, and finally asked again:

"Any more?"

"Uh~ There's more!" Wei Liang looked at the phone and continued to respond.

This time, everyone's eyes in the conference room were focused on him.

After swallowing his saliva, Wei Liang said softly:

"The relevant heads of the three major super investment banks in the United States have already boarded the plane and will arrive in Beijing early tomorrow morning to begin a three-day on-site inspection of Tesla Technology Co., Ltd.!"

"............"

Like everyone else, the shocked leader slowly stood up and looked around at everyone.

"All activities will be carried out as planned. Zhao Song will attend and the meeting will be adjourned!"

After saying that, the big leader turned and walked out the door.

He didn't say whether to let Zhao Song go, nor would he say, whoever poops will have to wipe his own ass!

............................

On a May day, the sun was bright and kind. It inadvertently penetrated through the thin clouds and turned into wisps of golden light, spreading all over the earth, leaving behind all kinds of enthusiasm.

At twelve o'clock at noon, Zhao Song, who walked out of the police station, put his hand on his brow, glanced greedily at the blue sky, and then asked Ding Tao, who was walking next to him: "Besides signing a contract with Hua Shi, what else is there?"

Need me to know?"

Ding Tao shook his head, took off his uniform and put it on Zhao Song. Although it was noon, it rained all night last night and did not raise the temperature much.

At this time, Liao Yingzhu stepped forward and asked with concern: "Zhao Song, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Zhao Song shook his head and said with a smile: "Eat well and sleep well."

"That's good!" Liao Yingzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Song smiled and patted her shoulder, then turned to face Ding Tao.

"Now that Fantasy has been signed, let's not think about what is there and what is not. However, this contract will not allow Huashi to make any money at all. If we continue to suppress them and sales cannot increase, how do their stocks rise? I have to give it to them."

How come you fell back!"

If the plan fails, there is no need to look for various reasons, but to find ways to succeed.

Ding Tao nodded solemnly: "Always doing it!"

"good!"

Zhao Song patted Ding Tao heavily on the shoulder.

"I'm going to see Brother Lianshun off. Let's talk about the company in the evening."

.............................

Half an hour later, there was a club in Xiagou Village.

It's very quiet here, and the members have a tacit agreement not to disturb us at this time.

Xiaoyu, who was on leave, was accompanied by Li Linna and sat in front of the small thermal coffins, saying nothing.

The quiet Garfield cat leaned obediently under the insulated coffin, and from time to time used its fat body to carefully rub the legs of the table on which the insulated coffin was placed.

The carefree four-eyed fool ran around without stopping for a moment.

At this time, a big hand gently placed on Xiaoyu's head.

"Brother~" Xiaoyu greeted with a hoarse voice and a crying sound.

"Oh!" Zhao Song nodded to Li Linna, squatted down and hugged Xiao Yu's shoulders: "I'm sorry, I didn't accompany you yesterday!"

Xiao Yu shook her head and leaned tightly into Zhao Song's arms, shaking her body non-stop.

Uncle Lu also came over at this time carrying a washbasin.

"They are all things he likes to play with. Many of them are given by you and Xiaoyu. After playing with them, he usually puts them into this basin for safekeeping."

Zhao Song looked at the various dog toys in the basin and said softly: "Then burn them. There is no one to accompany them over there, so it would be nice to have one to play with."

.....................

The brazier was lit, and the thick smoke stung Zhao Song's eyes.

It wasn't until all the toys were reduced to ashes that he took out the medicine bottle with foreign language packaging from his pocket and threw it in, sighing softly:

"Let's go."

After saying that, Zhao Song stepped forward to pick up the thermal coffin and walked out first. Li Linna quickly picked up Xiao Yu, supported the staggering Uncle Lu, and followed Zhao Song.

"salute!"

In the small square outside the door, three military vehicles parked quietly, and a row of armed police soldiers saluted.

Lu Liang solemnly took the small thermal coffin from Zhao Song, looked at the four young and old people in front of him, and asked softly:

"There will be a ceremony when I return to the army later. Do you want to attend?"

Zhao Song looked back at Uncle Lu and Xiao Yu, and shook his head slowly:

"We have sent away the guard dog Lianshun! The military dog ​​Lianshun is yours!"

Lu Liang nodded, without saying anything else, and carefully carried the thermal coffin into the military vehicle.

When the three military vehicles turned onto Xiaohe West Road and disappeared, Xiaoyu suddenly collapsed on the ground.

"Ah~~~~~"

The earth-shattering cry spread throughout Xiagou Village, and it was only then that she confirmed that the big dog that accompanied her and protected her would never be seen again.

.....................

Time is gradually moving around, and the glory of the years has been sadly emptied, and the vicissitudes of the annual rings have been written. The scenery in the eyes, the barking of the dogs in the ears, and the thinning footprints in the small square all fall into the light and shadow of the passing years one by one.

Here, the tidbits are scattered, the dreams of spring are stranded, and the longing in my heart is always gentle and gentle, just like the sadness of May, and the singing sleeves.

"Goodbye, Lian Shun!"


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