Lulu Restaurant under the Ciyun Temple Bridge in the East Fourth Ring Road of Beijing.
The waiter wearing a fashionable cheongsam pushed open the largest business private room, and bursts of laughter suddenly came, accompanied by the ringing of the phone in the hand of the middle-aged man at the main seat.
"Hello, leader~"
The middle-aged man stood up respectfully and made a gesture. The noise in the private room immediately subsided. Then, the middle-aged man quickly walked out of the door, as if he was looking for a place where no one would disturb him.
Li Wei glanced at the middle-aged man's back thoughtfully, then turned her head, reservedly picked up a piece of fruit from the plate in the waiter's hand, and put it into her mouth.
"What do you think?"
Suddenly, a feminine voice sounded in my ears.
Li Wei turned her head, looked at her fiancé who was dressed in a colorful and handsome style, and asked with a smile:
"What are you looking at?"
"Zhao Song~"
The handsome and feminine man said angrily, "It's about to end over there. The communication that needs to be communicated has been completed. Next, it's time for the negotiation team to come on stage. As long as Zhao Song still wants to make that bad idea, he should give you a call?"
"Zhan Liang!"
Li Wei called her fiancé's name sarcastically, "Why is Zhao Song calling me?"
Zhan Liang looked at his fiancée with a half-smile, and pointed towards the private room with his fingers covertly:
"The room is full of people who are thinking about Shenzhou's third share reform and Tesla's shares. They are all holding him back, and they are all people you know. How can it save you trouble?"
Li Wei shook his head and said sadly:
"He won't fight!
Don’t talk about looking for me, he didn’t even look for the leaders of the capital city!”
Zhan Liang smiled, showing his big white teeth that dazzled his eyes:
"What, you regret it?"
"Yes, I regret it, what happened!"
Li Wei raised her eyebrows and looked at her fiancé angrily!
"I regret it too!"
Zhan Liang didn't care about Li Wei's temper and said regretfully, "I wish I had sold you to him. With that money, I could find many girlfriends!"
"He must be your boyfriend!"
Li Wei sarcastically pinched him hard.
Zhan Liang suddenly slapped his clothes in disgust, as if something dirty had been stained on his body.
"Stinky girl!"
He growled angrily: "Call him quickly and tell him that the leader of the purchasing team is your neighbor's uncle and help him achieve his goal at the minimum cost!"
"..."
Li Wei remained silent.
"This way your relationship has been eased. His girlfriend won't be around by then. Find a chance to sleep with him, get pregnant with a child, and then we get married."
Zhan Liang's breathing became faster and faster, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. Seeing that the people around him were not paying attention, he quickly said:
"After we finish taking care of the house, we can each play our own things, and no one should disturb the other!"
Li Wei looked at the funny man in front of him in disbelief, and raised his fist angrily:
"I'll beat you to death!"
"I think you are excited!"
After saying that, Zhan Liang ran away.
Suddenly, the two childhood sweethearts, who had grown up together under the same quilt, began to fight unscrupulously in the private room, not caring about the reproachful, helpless and angry looks of the elders in the room.
They have always been the third generation that no one cares about. Above them, there is a brother and a sister. If Li Wei hadn't created the Weiwei Group, their fate might still be unknown...
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"Okay!"
The scolding finally sounded. The middle-aged man who had gone out to make a phone call and came back had a gloomy face and strode into the private room, "You are about to get married, why are you not serious yet?"
Zhan Liang shrugged indifferently and said calmly:
"If Zhao Song agrees to your request, you can all sell the bastard. By then, I won't be able to build a family, right?"
The middle-aged man glanced at his son coldly and did not reply. After walking back to the main seat, he said gloomily:
"Just received the news:
Lao Song will no longer participate in this joint procurement negotiation task."
"Wow~"
"Why?"
"how so?"
The room was full of people in disbelief.
Li Wei and Zhan Liang looked at each other and grinned at the same time.
"These two days..."
The middle-aged man looked around coldly, until the private room was silent, and then continued:
"In Beijing, Shanghai, Guangdong Province, Guizhou Province, Zhongyuan Province, Dongshan Province, Jinmen, Beihe Province, especially Beihe Province, the top leaders went to the ministry in person to inquire, while in other areas they inquired by phone."
"..."
When everyone in the room was shocked by the name of the province and city they heard, the middle-aged man's next words made them even more frightened.
"They are all top leaders!"
"duang~"
The cup fell.
"They asked, if the ministry's negotiation strategy is followed, can it be guaranteed that the Zhao and Song enterprises' promised investments in the local area can be successfully implemented?"
"If not, will the ministry provide investment compensation of the same scale?"
"Otherwise, what is the significance of this negotiation between the ministry and the government?"
"..."
"Pfft~"
Someone was slumped in a chair.
There is no need to say these words to the top leaders of so many provinces and cities. Just one from Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangdong Province will be enough.
But what these people didn't expect was that Zhao Song, who had not taken any action, would make so many big bosses worried...
.......
Now is the climax of the reform, and the ministers and officials in the room have no idea how urgent the local government has reached in pursuing economic development.
For example, Beihecang City, a place where three prime ministers visited until Zhao Song was reborn, had only one listed company.
In an era where economic construction is the center of everything, if you dare to stop my investment, you will cut off my official career; if you dare to cut off my official career, you will kill my parents!
.........
"1o minutes!"
Countdown sounds sounded from time to time in the sky.
In Cang City, Beihe Province, Xu Liangying, who had just walked out of the city hall, smiled Weiwei in the direction of the capital, then got into a business car and rushed towards the nearest airport.
The industrial park in Guancheng, Guangdong Province is not only at the most critical moment of construction, there are also countless OEM negotiations waiting for her to fight for it.
In the past two days, there have been many people like her running around everywhere, and they want to tell everyone:
My boss is qualified to be willful!
My Wu Ming (Shenzhou, Tesla, Shanshi, Huahong...) has the confidence to make conditions with you!
So what if that project has no future?
If we fail, we will earn more for the boss!
...........
"5 minutes!"
New York Oriental Mandarin Trading Room.
Liao Yingzhu stood in the corner bored, drawing circles with her thin legs.
The black man would tell the time every once in a while, but it didn't affect her boredom.
"3 minutes!"
The wall behind her was covered with all kinds of information, and she was familiar with the various indices and data on it.
I don’t know why, but whenever I see those data, Liao Yingzhu always feels a sense of intimacy, as if she was born to do this.
"2 minutes!"
Black people are getting louder and louder.
Liao Yingzhu stopped drawing circles with her thin legs and said angrily:
"What do you mean, there's no chance, I'm going to pack it up, and then the bonuses will all go their separate ways..."
"Ring~~~~"
.........
This is July 2001.
There are still two full years to go before a certain professor's paper "Retreating the Country and Advancing the People" is paid, and two major detonators explode in the Zhonghua stock market.
That will be the final puzzle piece of Shenzhou Technology, the ladder for high-tech companies such as Wuming and Shanshi to lead to the financial market, and the beginning of the three links and one link to glory.
By then, De'Longhi and Top will be two big detonators that will make bankers at a loss.
By then, Jingxi Multimedia will be renamed Jingxi Mall.
By then, Liao Yingzhu had already experienced two years in the bloody international financial market.
By then, more than 40 cities will be faced with extremely desolate software industrial parks, and they will cry without tears.
At that time, Zhao Song will stand in front of more than 40 mayors and shout loudly:
"Open the door and release Liao Yingzhu!"
.........
And now...
"Open full position!"
A loud command made the black man seem to see the female knight on horseback.
"1o seconds!"
I saw her picking up the sharp sword in her hand, with a face full of veins, and roaring loudly at the thousands of troops in the fog: