Before the small gathering ended, Zhao Song received bad news.
The operation of One Kilometer in Xiangjiang is very unsatisfactory. The roads of several branches are controlled by the society, and delivery vehicles cannot move at all.
No need to tell who did it!
In his previous life, Zhao Song had seen this matter from the news.
"The two areas in Laohewan that have never been built have Hong Kong investment background, right?"
Zhao Song asked the bearded man, and after receiving a positive answer, he said gloomily:
"Old Wei, help me make an appointment with the leader of the Beijing Environmental Sanitation Group, Li Wei, to help me personally apply for two gas stations. I will solve the land issue myself in Pingchang."
The bearded man agreed without hesitation, but Li Wei looked at Zhao Song strangely: "What do you want to do? You know it is during the Two Sessions, right?"
Zhao Song said solemnly: "Contributing to municipal projects and providing convenience to citizens is the obligation of every flower-growing NPC representative!"
"So you are disposing of garbage and opening all gas stations near Hong Kong-owned land?"
"I don't care where it is, by the way, there are public toilets!"
Zhao Song added, and then turned to the bearded man and said: "Tell Shenzhou Real Estate to follow this method and greet the land owned by Li Bancheng across the country. If the local government puts pressure, push it on me!"
"Okay~"
The bearded man suddenly became excited. Zhao Song's "one-kilometer strategy" made him look forward to the future of real estate. Shenzhou Real Estate, which was already rich in reserves, took advantage of this to complete its expansion again.
What about the dignity of Asia’s richest man and the local government’s face problem? Sorry, with Zhao Song here, the godfather of the flower growing business has withdrawn from the stage of history. The higher-ups need his bridge role. The world’s richest man can do better!
As for the Xiangjiang issue, unless Li Bancheng ignored the mainland business, he would come to express his apology, provided that he could see Zhao Song.
…………
"Actually, he is quite pitiful."
Li Wei and Big Beard stood in front of the courtyard door, watching Audi disappear at the entrance of the alley, and then said with emotion:
"Others are at dinner parties, clubs, and business schools, but he is the only one who has always been alone..."
"Pity? Just one person?" The bearded man looked at her sideways, "If we have to divide them into different classes and circles, do you know who are the members of Tesla's domestic think tank?"
Li Wei was of course interested in the legendary Tesla flower planting consultant and asked curiously:
"Who?"
"All of them hold official positions, and the lowest one, Professor Liu, enjoys state subsidies." The bearded man said, and then sighed, "Didn't you see the pass for the Audi? Zhao Song is one of the few people who can drive into the venue of the two sessions.
represent."
Li Wei: "Is a8 exceeding the standard?"
Big Beard: "He turned the 8 into a 6."
"..." Li Wei's expression changed inexplicably, and she said after a long time, "Uncle Wei, I was a little bit contemptuous of you before. I always felt that such a big CEO of Shenzhou always acted submissively in front of him."
"That's just in front of him." The bearded man said confidently, then looked at the ex-boss's ex-girlfriend and chuckled, "You are too familiar with him, so your feeling may not be too strong, but if you think about it, you can bring Shenzhou
Give it away as you say, and coupled with the results of the Internet layout for Shenzhou a few years ago, he can say that he is a capitalist, and you can also regard him as an entrepreneur, but can the people above see it that way?"
Li Wei nodded clearly, with a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes: "Penguin, Qiandu's listing has made Shenzhou make a lot of money. There are so many Internet investments waiting to be listed in the future. Why don't you make money by yourself?"
"Maybe it's too troublesome..." The bearded man shook his head in confusion, "I can't guess!"
"Perhaps it's easy to guess," Li Wei said. "If you were a national leader, would you put water, electricity and coal, which are related to the people's livelihood, into private hands?"
The bearded man shook his head.
"Perhaps Qiandu Penguin is the water, electricity and coal of the Internet..." After Li Wei finished speaking, she looked at the bearded man with envy, "Uncle Wei, you may be very powerful in the future, very powerful!"
"..."
The bearded man who has already sold Shenzhou computers to the number one position in the world seems to be far from reaching the highest climax in his life.
…………
3.8 is a long day.
But Zhao Song didn't think it was long. He would rather spend this day dealing with official business than having three women at home.
That's right, three.
Three women who have the most horrific relationship in the world.
Mother-in-law, daughter-in-law, aunt-in-law, adoptive mother and daughter!
If these relationships were placed in an ordinary family, it would be a headache enough, not to mention that with the blessing of huge wealth, there is also a mother Zhao who firmly maintains the mentality of a small citizen...
There are many good flower-growing parents in the new century on TV, but in reality most of them use their children's achievements to measure whether their offspring are filial or not.
For example, if the son makes more money and the daughter marries well, then they should be filial!
Ma Zhao is such a mother.
In his previous life, his son was a waste and talked about other people's children.
In this life, the son's future success is to protect his property for his grandson.
Although she doesn’t have any grandchildren yet…
Therefore, Bai Li, who is dissatisfied, and Xiao Yu, who is vicious in heart, are her inner thorns.
…………
Xiaohe Village.
Zhao Song had many houses, but this was his private residence.
After opening the door and walking to the living room, Zhao Song walked with his feet high and stepped over the three women entangled under his feet. Zhao Song came to the kitchen bar.
Take out the drink, open it, insert the straw, put it on the tray and return to the living room.
The three women were still lying on the ground entangled. Xiaoyu Baili was consuming each other's hair, and Zhao Ma was consuming the hair of the two women. It was obvious at a glance that these three people were fighting for their own purposes, and the two juniors were also using their elders' hair.
Take your anger out on the other person.
After carefully inserting the straw into the mouths of the three women, Zhao Song said with a headache:
"Drink some water. Mom, I have paid my salary this month. I will give you my salary card and ask them to accompany you to Shin Kong Place for a walk?"
Xiao Yu on the side relaxed her grip, making Bai Li's face look much better, and said:
"Auntie," Xiao Yu always calls Ma Zhao, "my brother works in seven companies, and his total salary is only seven yuan. You should still use my card to collect rent. I will buy you whatever you want!"
"I don't want your money~"
Zhao's mother finally let go of the two girls' hands, stood up with Zhao Song's help, rubbed her waist and continued, "Don't even think about taking your brother's money!"
After saying that, he gave Bai Li a hard look, "And you, there is a storm outside, saying that you want to divorce my son again? I tell you, divorce is okay, but if you don't have children, you won't get a penny!"
If you understand what the old man is thinking, the young man will really not be angry except being irritated.
Bai Li looked helplessly and said: "Mom, we can't divorce. Zhao Song said that divorce is useless this time."
"..." Zhao's mother glared at her son and said angrily: "How can you be a rich man if you treat divorce as a child's play? I raised you so big for nothing!"
After saying that, Mother Zhao sighed, rubbed her waist and walked towards the back room.
Bai Li and Xiao Yu, who sat back on the sofa, looked at each other and shouted in unison:
"Mom (aunt), happy holidays."
Zhao’s mother: “I wish you both a happy March 8th, too!”
"Bang~"
The door is closed.
Xiao Sanba, who was left with black lines all over his head, looked at each other.