A sense of security is created by the social resources one holds.
What a nouveau riche should be most concerned about is not being defrauded of money, but life safety.
Zhao Song, who has been creating anxiety for his family since waking up, obviously feels safe enough.
Not a penny of assets has been touched, the position of chairman has not changed in ten years, all the friends are steadily getting promoted, and the future is promising. Even when he woke up and was protected by a willful general, no one said anything.
Because of their contribution, the country allowed Zhao Song to exist, but it would never allow a second Zhao Song to appear.
Unless you have done the same thing as him.
In the eyes of the invisible people, Zhao Song is right to be worried about his family being trafficked, but at a higher level, this is not what everyone is paying attention to.
What kind of flowers can four ten-year-old children grow with that kid's personality?
Don’t forget, Zhao Song himself was forced to come out step by step until he got to where he is today.
What everyone is concerned about is the deep meaning behind Zhao Song's actions this time.
Is wealth being distributed?
Common prosperity?
Does getting rich first lead to getting rich later?
Mr. Ren made these flowers a long time ago.
But Zhao Song was even more stubborn and announced his resignation before even entering the company.
It completely eliminates the risk that Sinocon will have a “family” in the future.
Then what?
Except for a huge amount of money, huge influence, and a small number of shares, he received nothing.
The first three were originally owned by him and have never been lost.
Zhao Song said that it was gone. Zhao Song said that his energy was limited and it was difficult for him to take on the heavy responsibility.
Everyone believes it.
But everyone believes that it must have left some sequelae before it left.
Don't forget, before Zhao Song fell into coma, he simulated the entire process of the birth of four lives.
In addition, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has accumulated more than 20 major invitation letters about him. Big bosses have even called in person to invite them, and relevant staff have also assured him of safety matters.
But he just wouldn't go. When he woke up, the cat was at home and he saw no one. Then he did nothing but fight!
So, what does all this mean?
Perhaps in Zhao Song's view, the upcoming war will be cruel...
Thinking happens in more people's minds.
…………
Zhao Song will not wait until he has to do it, like Penguin, who distributes hundreds of billions of dividends. The money that falls into his pocket is his own money!
…………
It's another early morning.
The thick fog is like a white veil covering the eyes, making it difficult to see the scene in the distance.
Although in Beijing, many people can no longer tell the difference between fog and haze.
But for Yuanyuan, she was more willing to believe that it was mist, and then stay with the child for a while longer.
After all, she had no reason to get close to her child's father.
On the curb of Xiaohe Street, she blew on the steamed buns and handed them to the doormats.
"Eat quickly!
Since you don’t like to eat stinky tofu, just tell your dad. He can even pick you up vegetables, and even beat you because you don’t like it?”
The doormat took the bun and said, "I'm just afraid."
"You~"
Yuanyuan rubbed his head with hatred and said feebly:
"What are you afraid of? Afraid of your biological father?
Can't you see how happy he is about your presence?
I don’t go out every day, cooking for you, waiting for you to come home..."
"I know..." The doormat ate the meat buns and murmured in a low voice, "I have to get used to it first. A father who has been lying down for ten years, and a father who is so lively and overly lively... Aunt Yuanyuan, do you know?
, it turns out that a home can be so lively."
"..."
I don't know what I thought of, but a big smile appeared on Yuanyuan's face.
“That’s just how he is, and he likes that!”
"Which one do you like?"
A voice suddenly appeared, frightening the two people into confusion.
The thick fog blocked their sight, and they didn't notice the owner of the voice approaching.
"No~Dad, nothing like that."
The doormat answered tremblingly.
"Go out~"
Zhao Song glanced at him angrily, walked to Yuanyuan, sat down, leaned down, and then lay down on the round person's round legs.
"Yuanyuan, long time no see."
"Ah?~Ah!"
Yuanyuan's face was red, and she didn't know where to put her hands in embarrassment.
"Dad~Dad."
The scene in front of me was a bit shocking, and the doormat stammered, "My mom...my mom goes to work...?"
"I don't know~" Zhao Song replied lazily, and rubbed the round girl's belly again, and continued, "It's a big weekend, I just want to see you, a soft little devil, come out and fuck you
What, as expected, I caught you!"
"Zhao Song~" Yuanyuan explained with a blushing face, "Don't get me wrong, I'm different from them..."
Who are they? They are not those Sabi girls.
"Every time I came here, my four brothers would watch it together, but my three brothers would never leave me..."
As if she felt it was a bit bad to say this, Yuanyuan quickly shut up.
"I know the conduct of those brothers." Zhao Song closed his eyes and did not defend the other three sons. He patted Yuanyuan's waist and said, "I don't know who you are yet, but after a 'deep' understanding
of."
Her round face was almost red and dripping with water.
"Zhao Song, the child is still here."
"So what? Looking at that bun-like face makes me bloated~"
Yuanyuan: "..."
Zhao Xiaoming: “??”
"38!"
Zhao Song sighed softly, "Yuanyuan, you are 38, why don't you find a companion?"
Yuanyuan lowered her head and looked at Zhao Song, the face she knew so well in her heart, and chuckled:
"Ten years ago, there was a person who was so good that I started to consider him."
Zhao Song: "What's the result?"
"It turns out you were in a coma." Yuanyuan's heart finally calmed down. She put down her helpless hand, stroked Zhao Song's short hair, and said, "I just thought, I have to wait for you to wake up and tell you again.
Go think about other issues."
Zhao Song: "So you waited ten years?"
Yuanyuan nodded, pulled out a gray hair for Zhao Song, and continued: "After ten years of waiting and you still haven't woken up, I have saved a lot of money, bought a lot of houses, and became friends with Xiao Ming.
Then I discovered that what the Bai family was doing was too dangerous, so I thought that when Xiao Ming grew up, I would take him out and let him live the kind of life you want."
Zhao Song: "..."
He closed his eyes and hugged the waist of this round and silly girl tightly.
"Brother Zhao Song..."
She has always been older than him, but she has always listened to him.
But the only time she was willful caused her to completely lose her brother Zhao Song, whom she had relied on.
"That man, he has been waiting for me for ten years!"
Zhao Song: "Good man!"
"So..." Yuanyuan stroked Zhao Song's head with one hand and hugged the shoulder of the doormat with the other, saying reluctantly, "Brother Zhao Song, I'm going back."
Zhao Song used his hands harder and harder, wishing that his whole head would melt into Yuanyuan's arms.
"Where to go back? From Beijing to Shenzhen, the same huge city, the same many people, the same small house...
Yuanyuan, are you still afraid?"
"Don't be afraid! Brother Zhao Song, you have taught me so much. I will use what you taught me to get familiar with that city and everyone there. No one can deceive me, no one can tempt me.
No one can divert me from my life path again!"
"That's good~ Yuanyuan, that's good! Really...
I really hope time stops at this moment forever~"
I really hope time stays at that moment forever~
Yuanyuan cast her gaze into the thick fog, confused...
At that moment, Zhao Song had just lost his first girlfriend.
His total assets at that time were:
15,000, 50 memory sticks, second landlords with three-year lease rights for 7 rooms, and the right to use 89 square meters of studios...
There is also a round girl...
…………
Yuanyuan is gone.
After driving away the doormat, Zhao Song sat alone on the curb.
Stay quietly.
In the thick fog, he saw a luxury car parked on the side of the road.
I watched the two women get out of the car and listened to their graceful figures walking into Xiaohe Village.
Soon after.
He watched the two women return disappointed, turned a blind eye to him on the curb, and drove away.
He knows them.
Li Wei, Wen Jing.
Two ex-girlfriends who bewitched Mr. Zhao to kill his father.
"Tell Qi Qiangdong,"
As if giving an order or talking to himself, Zhao Song said coldly:
“Accelerate the construction of Jingxi Mall’s own brand. If we can acquire it, we will acquire it; if we cannot acquire it, we will invest in building factories!
Within this year, I want all the products on sale related to Weiwei Group in Jingxi Mall...
Halved!"
In the thick fog, a stocky figure emerged.
Half of his hair is white, but he is still steady and determined.
"yes!"
"Then I called the United States and told my American 'friends' that I woke up!"
"yes!"
"Tell them that I support their 'conspiracy' to deprive Wen Jing of his status as a major shareholder of Meta Group (the parent company). The ratio...