"On July 19th, it was cloudy, windy, and rainy, and he came.
Although his image is what we thought, many friends were still frightened, including me.
He was wearing a suit that seemed to be tailor-made, and he was well-fitted. The short haircut on his head, his broad face, and the gold watch on his wrist made it clear at a glance that he was a wealthy businessman.
And his eyes were as sharp as a sword, as if they could pierce people's hearts and make people panic.
He is more terrifying than we imagined, if it weren't for Sister Xiaoyu...
Yes, sister Xiaoyu, this should be the most beautiful morning. Let’s make lazy dragon together, boil millet porridge, cut pickles, and then enjoy the most sumptuous breakfast.
Then he came and interrupted all this beautiful life. If sister Xiaoyu hadn't rushed "it" into the house to change clothes, some of the friends might have cried.
He is a ‘big devil’!
Even if he arranges a dreamlike summer camp trip for us, he is still a big devil."
This morning, Fengwei, a highly intelligent girl, was full of fear and resentment. She didn't know that the person in front of her would change her life, and she was powerless to resist regardless of whether she agreed or not. Of course, no one would care about this little girl.
Everyone will feel that this will be a lucky child, except handsome handsome.
Because Dashuai Shuai knew that before Fengwei, there was a girl with the same IQ whose life was changed by Zhao Song. At present, it seems that the result is not very good.
That girl...
Called Wen Jing.
.............
San Jose, California, United States.
It was rush hour, and a certain luxurious office was still brightly lit.
It was raining heavily outside the window and the fog was hazy. Wen Jing was sitting in the office. Even though she had completed the whole day's work, she was still restless.
"Alice."
She pressed the call button and asked the secretary outside the door for the third time, "Are you sure that person has returned to China?"
"Yes, Miss Wen."
The secretary's voice was very young and charming, and it was easy for people to fall in love with it. "My friend at the New York Times saw Mr. Zhao Song getting on the plane back to his motherland a week ago."
"very good."
Wen Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Alice, you can get off work now. I'm sorry to make you get off work late."
"It's my pleasure, Miss Wen."
Wen Jing hung up the phone, stood up, and opened the window. The fresh air brought by the heavy rain instantly hit her face, making her feel that the smell of blood on her body had subsided a lot.
Yes, the smell of blood. Ever since that man came to the United States a few months ago, she has felt the smell of blood permeating her surroundings, tearing her heart apart every moment.
The last disposable lighter factory in the United States has closed down long ago, which was a corner of Li Wei's career; the silly Bai Li is also living a happy life; even Hao Ying, who has nothing to do with him, has become an international superstar.
Why can't she have her own career?
Wen Jing knew that the smell of blood came from her body.
Over the past few months, that man had fought a thrilling patent war with Apple and dozens of alliances, scorning all parties; he also led his team to complete the merger and acquisition of IBM's notebook division, attracting worldwide attention.
She wanted to see him, but she was afraid that he would come to see her. For several months, she had been struggling with this conflicting emotion in her heart. She was afraid, afraid that that person was like Qi Ling, who defeated the manufacturer alliance in the patent war and chopped her career into pieces.
Ba Luo, as if trying to split her body open, blood splattered everywhere.
Now, he is gone, as if she does not exist.
Raindrops fell on his face, making the uncertain Wen Jing look even more gloomy.
Wiping his face, Wen Jing turned around, looked at the big logo on the desk, and shouted in his heart:
"This is my career, no one can take it away!
Zhao Song, sooner or later, I will let you...
Amazing!"
The sign on the desk is very attractive. There is also a handwritten word on it, two large Chinese characters, which is so eye-catching:
"PayPal"
Under the Chinese characters, the English word will be familiar to American stock investors - paypal!
"Bang~"
Suddenly, the door was smashed open.
"Mr. Musk......"
Wen Jing laughed and waved her hand to signal her secretary, Miss Alice, not to block the visitor.
Seeing Wen Jing's signal, Alice glanced at the person who came, walked out of the office, closed the door tightly, then took out her mobile phone, and after it was connected, she put the phone side against the door. Suddenly, a harsh roar came from the door.
Passed through the seam.
"Ms. Wen, why did you reject Ebay's acquisition?"
"Because its price is too low, and even more because...Mr. Elon Musk."
Wen Jing looked at Musk, who was handsome and unrestrained in his early thirties, and said with a smile, "Why was I the last to get the news about Ebay's acquisition of Paypal?"
"No matter who you are, it's an ideal price, and I can't think of a reason for you to reject it!"
Musk was dressed roughly and stared angrily at Wen Jing, who was also young.
Wen Jing's smile grew bigger and bigger:
"Dear Elon, I know your dream, is it the Internet, clean energy, and space?"
Musk was surprised: "How do you know?"
"That's it."
Wen Jing nodded without answering his question, "So, I am the major shareholder of Paypal. No one can sell Paypal at a low price before getting my consent!"
Mr. Musk, someone once told me that the first person to take Internet payment to the market will be very powerful, so I am committed to you for the rest of my life!"
"...."
Musk looked at the indifferent Wen Jing and had only one sentence in his mind, that is:
"what the fuck!"
Outside the door, Alice picked up her phone and said with a smile:
"Ms. Liao, are you satisfied with this conversation?"
"I'm very satisfied, Alice. In one year, I believe you will get your doctorate in psychology very smoothly. Now, let these two people fall in love and kill each other."
"I will follow your instructions, my dear Ms. Liao."
New York, Oriental Mandarin, presidential suite.
Liao Yingzhu hung up the phone with a smile, the expression on her face was sinister and strange...
In this world, there will only be one Tesla!
As for electric cars, and Xspace soaring into the sky...
Who the hell cares if you have it or not!
............
Time went back to two hours ago.
July 19, 6:53 am, Beijing.
"IBM's business consulting is very good. Shenzhou's DW secretary and some key department positions have been replaced."
The luxurious Mercedes-Benz business car was on the East Fourth Ring Road. In the car, Zhao Song was patiently explaining to the bearded man:
"For those positions, whoever can turn the project the group is developing into a major national project will take the position!"
The bearded man recorded it carefully, then raised his head and asked:
"Boss, are you just letting it all go?"
"Probably not."
Zhao Song hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I will not go to the board of directors today. It is estimated that there will be a proposal to retain my decision-making power during the meeting. Then you can remain neutral."
"OK."
Big Beard recorded it carefully.
"Chairman of a state-owned enterprise, the most difficult thing is to coordinate the relationship between all parties! The positions I have vacated are tailor-made for people who are looking for promotion channels.
Brother Wei, don’t ignore Shenzhou’s future dividends and financial reports. As part of Shenzhou Technology’s corporate culture, they must be announced on time and truthfully.
As for politics, don’t take it lightly either.”
"clear."
The bearded man chuckled and said, "I'm imagining, this is what I'm best at."
"very good."
Zhao Song nodded with satisfaction and then asked, "I heard that you won the order from the Tongde Five Tigers?"
"Yes, all OEM agreements were signed at the beginning of the month."
"Well, the quality of these domestic brands must be controlled, and consumers should not be given the impression that they are just the best in stacking materials, but the quality is not good."
"Understood."
"By the way, during the time I was in the United States, Shenzhou also acquired Bai Neng?"
"Yes."
The bearded man nodded and said, "The Xiangjiang Eweida Group was seriously damaged in the market reshuffle. For the sake of the nanny group, we had no choice but to take action against Bai Neng."
"...."
Zhao Song suddenly laughed and said with emotion:
"Bonneng, ATI's strategic partner..."
From now on, let's make the Shenzhou graphics card department independent. Don't always bear the reputation of being low-end. Merge it with PCon and make two sub-brands, one for mid-range and low-end, called 'Zotac', and one for high-end. Well, the name...
...
'sapphire'."
"Remembered."
"In the future, don't say that I only left Shenzhou with a low-end reputation. Sapphire A cards and Republic of Players N cards. Let's see how they compete in the market."
"Then you have to tell Tesla to be careful."
"certainly......"
"Squeak~~~~"
Before Zhao Song could finish his words, he was interrupted by an emergency brake.
"Attention all units, there is a car accident ahead."
"Team A came forward to check the situation."
"Team B is responsible for security."
"clear."
"Report, it was an accidental car accident."
"Every unit returns to its position and prepares to detour."
"yes."
"Report, I heard a baby crying."
"Did you call the police?"
"Reported."
"Okay, boss is safe..."
"etc."
Zhao Song interrupted Hong Tao's command and opened the car door with a gloomy face.
"boss!"
Hong Tao shouted hurriedly.
"This is a flower gardener, not the United States. Those who dare to cause trouble haven't been born yet, so put away your ridiculous vigilance!"
"..."
20 minutes later.
The beautiful nurse who got off the ambulance saw a scene she would never forget:
The richest man who grows flowers - Anyone who watches the news will recognize him. The beautiful nurse is very sure. She sees the richest man who grows flowers leaning on the guardrail of the four rings, skillfully holding a baby, and holding a bottle to feed the baby with a gentle face.
"Are you a nurse?"
The pretty nurse nodded slowly.
The richest man smiled gratefully at her, and then shouted to the bodyguards:
"Where's the milk powder?"
"Here, here."
"Where are the diapers?"
"This bag has it all."
"Where are the toys?"
"Here it is, here it is."
"...."
Five minutes later, the beautiful nurse looked at five oversized packages in confusion and watched the luxury motorcade leave in a hurry.
...........
So, on the good morning of July 19th, what the beautiful nurse saw was a kind-hearted rich man. She couldn't understand how the 22-year-old richest man could take care of his children so skillfully.
But what the genius Fengwei saw was a big devil.
Because of the little girl's kind thoughts, she never wrote about Zhao Song's blood in her diary from beginning to end.