The days passed slowly while constantly arguing and doing things.
For Zhao Song, these days of following instructions and scolding the soldiers when he has free time are rare and relaxing times, because there is no need to use his brain~
Just do your job well. During this period, he even had a falling out with some officers.
Before that, he was almost driven crazy by the huge think tank behind him - those huge teams composed of psychologists, economists, politicians, business, and financial elites. The plans made by them were simply overwhelming.
Zhao Song had a splitting headache.
Yu Qiuyu once said that our history is too long, our strategies are too deep, our tactics are too many, our black boxes are too big, our inside stories are too thick, our tongues are too greedy, our vision is too complex, and our predictions are too risky, so there is such a thing as overconception, Zhao Songshen
Take it for granted.
There are too many considerations in the think tank's plan. It is a good thing to be comprehensive, but if you don't want to offend anyone, the end result will be to offend everyone. Zhao Song will not do such stupid things, as long as the things he does are in the interests of the majority of people.
That’s it.
The plan has long been finalized, and how to implement it depends on Zhao Song's consideration, but Liao Yingzhu's extreme micro-management was unplanned, and now it seems that the effect is good.
So, now he is happily enjoying the rare leisure time.
Even on July 13th, he was able to take time off to spend time with Li Linna and Xiaoyu.
There is no other reason, because on this day, Comrade Samaranch, President of the International Olympic Committee, will announce the host city for the 2008 Olympic Games in the evening.
No one knows how long the flower growers have been preparing for this day, and no one knows how many civil servants have worked hard for this day, just like Zhao Song's colleagues in the Xijiao Hotel, who did everything they could to ensure the smooth progress of the meeting.
The hard work we have done is not for the people to thank them, but for the leaders to remember them.
Therefore, those people can be left alone, they will definitely get the rewards they deserve, while for others, Zhao Song will seriously remember their names, no matter what they do in the future, and where their nationality will be...
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Members of the Olympic Bid Organizing Committee: Zhang Yimou, Yang Lan, Gong Li, Deng Yaping, He Zhenliang...
July 13, 2001, 21:00 sharp.
There is still one hour until the Olympic bid is successful, and the location is Moscow.
Shanghai, Ritz-Carlton five-star hotel.
"I have vodka in my left hand and bobosha in my right hand. I hold Natasha in my arms and sing Katyusha and Ula~"
On the top floor of the hotel, Zhao Song happily knocked on the door of the suite, carrying two large bags of wine and cooked food.
"Click~"
The door opened, revealing a middle-aged man with a weathered face.
Zhao Song was stunned for a moment, and then asked happily: "Cousin?"
Li Linna's cousin quickly took the big bag from Zhao Song's hand, and then nodded nervously.
"What about those two people?"
Zhao Song was not polite. After handing the bag to his cousin, he followed him into the room. He looked at the empty living room and asked casually.
"A party to cheer for the Olympic bid is being held downstairs. I heard there are many celebrities, so Lina took Miss Xiaoyu downstairs to join in the fun."
"Oh~"
Zhao Song nodded seriously, looking at his cousin who was playing with cooked food on the coffee table, he couldn't help but become nervous.
Speaking of which, it had been so long since Li Linna's cousin came to the capital, and he didn't expect that the first meeting between the two would be in Shanghai. Faced with the only family member Li Linna recognized, Zhao Song suddenly didn't know how to get along.
My cousin was sweating, and he tidied up the coffee table nervously, then put the cooked food such as beef in sauce, peanuts, pig tails and so on one by one, and put the wine aside.
The wine was very good, five-star Golden Liufu, but thinking about the identity of the young man opposite, my cousin felt that it was a bit inappropriate...
That’s rich!
If you are rich, if you don’t drink Remy Martin, you should at least drink Maotai, right?
As for what Remy Martin is, my cousin doesn’t know either.
"that......"
Unable to bear the sudden silence, my cousin thought he should say something and rubbed his hands anxiously. Suddenly he asked in a blissful mood: "Have you found someone yet?"
Are you rich? There should be no shortage of partners, right?
This is a good question. Zhao Songshen nodded in agreement and answered seriously and solemnly: "Yes, your sister~!"
Yes, my sister!
The cousin suddenly realized it, and then scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Pfft~"
"Haha~"
The two of them laughed in unison.
Zhao Song opened the package of Jinliufu and each poured a glass of wine:
"Brother, drink!"
"Alas~"
The cousin took the wine glass with both hands and drank it in one gulp.
The atmosphere became lively, with a rich man and a security guard chatting and drinking wine, occasionally looking up at the voting scene on TV.
21:45 minutes.
Li Linna held the German shepherd Benben, and Xiaoyu held the fat Garfield. They returned to the business suite with excitement on their faces. God knows how they brought these two animals to Shanghai.
"Brother, I met a star and got several autographs!"
Because of the excitement, Xiaoyu's face turned red when she spoke.
"What's all the fuss about seeing a celebrity?" Zhao Song waved his hand nonchalantly: "How many photos have you and Guo Dagang taken together in the capital?"
"Is that a celebrity?" Xiao Yu said angrily: "That's a cross talk talker."
"Don't underestimate the person who talks about cross talk. In two years, that person may become even more famous than a celebrity!"
"Hmph~"
Xiao Yu was too lazy to talk to Zhao Song, who was confused by his amorous feelings. She took two elbows from the coffee table and went to play with Benben.
Zhao Song smiled, turned his head and glanced at Li Linna, and said reproachfully: "My cousin finally came here once and left the house alone. Is there any sister like you?"
Li Linna pursed her lips and smiled, without making any excuses. She happily sat next to Zhao Song and wrapped her arms around him: "I thought you couldn't ask for leave and wouldn't come."
"Why don't we have a holiday? That's the Olympics!"
"Hehe~"
Seeing that her cousin had no sense of restraint, Li Linna's smile became brighter: "Zhao Song, the professor said that I went to Paris. In addition to completing my studies, I can also participate in Fashion Week."
"It's up to you, as long as you can complete your studies on time and return to China on time."
Li Linna smiled and said nothing.
Zhao Song didn't care at all. He turned his head and asked loudly: "Xiaoyu, what's your score in the math test?"
"81!"
"How many?"
Zhao Song was surprised, "Didn't you do the multiple-choice questions by throwing dice?"
"Because the background you found for me is great~" Xiaoyu said with equal joy: "Guanyin Bodhisattva blessed me, and I made two mistakes in the multiple-choice questions."
"...."
Zhao Song was speechless. He raised his wine glass and greeted his cousin:
"Brother, drink!"
"Alas~"
...........
Time passed slowly with laughter and laughter. In the business suite, Zhao Song wholeheartedly enjoyed the rare leisure time.
It’s 21:59.
When the crowd gathered under the big screen outside the hotel building, and when Samaranch walked towards the microphone with the card on the TV, he put down his wine glass and looked at the screen seriously with a few people.
"Beijing~"
An expected noun.
"Ah~"
Expected cheers.
"Bang~"
Huge fireworks bloomed outside the window.
The suite was still quiet until... those classic scenes started to flash in the CCTV set:
CCTV studio hall, Beijing TV director hall, China Millennium Monument, Xi'an, Jinan, Shanghai, Xiangjiang, Macau, Beijing Sports Bureau, Beijing University, an institution in Beijing, bar, Tianjin Coca-Cola Company, a large city scene, another
The headquarters of Fantasy Group in time and space has been replaced by 798 Shenzhou Group Industrial Park, Beijing Modern City, Citizen Family, Beijing West Railway Station...
God knows how many reporters CCTV sent, and God knows how many people in China jumped higher than the sky at 22:00 on July 13th.
The cheers outside the window were getting louder and louder, and the pictures were constantly switching. Countless celebrities and ordinary people appeared on the TV screen.
But for some reason, the four people in the suite didn't say anything. They just looked at the screen blankly and said nothing.
When the time came to 23:27, when the crowd in the Tiananmen People's Square on TV grew larger and larger, the party and state leaders appeared on the tower.
Even more enthusiastic cheers broke out.
Suddenly, a loud singing voice started singing, and then the chorus of hundreds of thousands of people rang out in the largest square in the world.
"The five-star national flag is fluttering in the wind, and the victory song is so loud~
Singing our dear motherland......"
This is the grandest live broadcast in the history of the flower grower. There is no preparation, no rehearsal, no one!
"Singing our dear motherland, we will become prosperous and powerful from now on~"
As the last lyrics fell, people with tears streaming down their faces suddenly appeared on the TV screen.
Suddenly, the screen slowly zoomed up, and the panoramic view of Beijing came into view of the TV audience. This city was filled with brilliant fireworks and brilliant lights.
"We won!"
We won.
Zhao Song stood up with red eyes and experienced this scene again. He was still excited by those exciting scenes.
Next to me, my cousin was trying hard to hold back the tears that were about to leave. Li Linna and Xiao Yu were still watching TV excitedly, but their eyes were not red!
Zhao Song frowned and took a step forward.
"Pa~"
He slapped Li Linna on the thigh.
"呲~"
He twisted Xiaoyu's arm hard.
Then, seeing both of them waiting for him with red eyes, Zhao Song turned his head with satisfaction and continued to watch TV with red eyes.