When Zhao Song and his dog walked into this place, it was like Grandma Liu walking into the Grand View Garden.
There is freshness everywhere.
Fashionable people wearing fancy clothes can be seen everywhere.
Zhao Song looked at them with curiosity. As for them, they were sighing while browsing the short video, and Zhao Song was surprised.
So cool.
His wife, the chairman of the board, worked in the Tesla Center one kilometer away, while Zhao Song, under the witness of everyone, was walking around with a long-legged beauty.
The comments on the short video have all sorts of things to say, and there are also a lot of mean words.
Just no swearing.
The Internet has memory.
News silence is not blocking. The latter means that netizens may know that Zhao Song has four children, but they know nothing about the four children and cannot find out. That is blocking.
The former means that netizens can know what this person has done from old news.
This man is the creator of the prevalence of consumerism among flower growers.
Even now, from the popular internet celebrities in short videos on entertainment news channels, you can see some shadows of this person from more than ten years ago.
Xiangyunwen, LeTV, ydl, the flower grower's own luxury and popular brands.
More than ten years ago, this man attracted the attention of the whole people to these brands. Celebrities who knew it or not, Internet celebrities who were familiar with it or not, were all bringing goods for him.
Even his sister and his wife are internet celebrities.
Now, do flower growers still have a chance to give birth to a new generation of luxury brands?
have!
Acquisition!
It seems that the legendary process of starting from nothing can only be experienced from this person.
…………
Accompanied by many senior executives, Zhao Song saw handsome men and beauties, met numerous well-known designers, witnessed the entire process of making a piece of underwear from scratch, and even carefully visited the fitting process of underwear models.
To this end, he also issued an exclamation that excited the executives.
However, that's where it ends.
LeTV has become a group. He only promoted its birth and never participated in its development and management. Now, he joined this large group ten years later just to fulfill his promises and distribute rewards.
Equity and dividends.
To all those who have contributed to it over the past ten years.
Finally, as the ultimate reward, Zhao Song signed his name on LeTV’s listing plan!
After the celebratory dinner, everyone dispersed.
Zhao Song and Da Long Legs were alone in front of the building.
An equity transfer letter was placed in Li Linna's hand.
"It's about to go on the market. Don't give this thing back to me again."
Li Linna was silent and nodded seriously.
"If you meet someone who loves you, get married!"
Li Linna tilted her head and asked softly:
"Your third child loves me, should I marry him?"
Zhao Song: "..."
Li Linna chuckled: "Don't worry, it's just the way a son loves his mother."
"..." Zhao Song sighed and said dejectedly: "I found an idiot wife!"
Li Linna didn't let him go and continued to tease: "You have an idiot sister!"
"..."
Wei Mingyu!
The sister who has been missing since her brother woke up is afraid of being beaten if she doesn't see her brother.
Unlike Zhao's parents who played tricks on the Bai family, Wei Mingyu was a completely lawless doting towards the four children, giving them whatever they asked for and protecting them no matter what they did wrong.
As a mother, Bai Li has a great responsibility, and Wei Mingyu plays a role in fueling the flames!
In the end, Zhao Song hugged the long legs fiercely and fucked her buttocks as punishment for exposing her scars.
Then, I led Benben to the intersection again.
Under the vigilant gaze of the security personnel, he did not show any signs of confusion, and just muttered softly:
The Zhao family is getting more and more full of fireworks. A new day starts with a delicious breakfast.
No nanny, no bodyguard, just family.
Mom, dad, four sons, a rectangular dining table.
Dad sat alone on the short side, mom sat on one side, opposite the eldest child, opposite the second and third children, and as for the doormat fourth, the opposite side was empty.
Of course, the mother who is a doormat is not much better. She is like a doorstep daughter-in-law, eating her breakfast silently with her head down.
Ever since she knew her four children's true appearance, Bai Li behaved like this at home, not at all like the chairman of the world's number one company.
However, this is what Zhao Song dreamed of - the head of the family is here, and as long as he does not make a sound, the whole family must remain silent.
Zhao Song felt that his life had reached a climax...
"Are you full?"
The four quails nodded.
"Change clothes, check your school bag, put on your red scarf, grab your water bottle, get ready for school!"
Home is already a normal home.
Even the second child, Lao Yin Coin, was allowed to transfer to another school by Zhao Song after repeatedly admitting his mistakes. One family, one pair of parents, one school, what else is abnormal?
After a lot of work, four children wearing old-fashioned green military uniforms, carrying canvas bags and water bottles lined up, like soldiers waiting for orders to set off.
Looking at the four children carefully, Zhao Song shook his head and sighed in his heart. If it hadn't been for Professor Liu's assurance, Zhao Song would have even wondered if the quadruplets were miscarried when they were born. Why don't any of them look alike?
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Song asked majestically:
"Is there anything missing?"
The four little ones shook their heads in succession.
"Have you brought all your textbooks?"
The four little ones nodded in succession.
"Today is the first day you go to the same school together. If I know that you don't unite your classmates and respect your teachers... you know the consequences!"
The four little ones turned into quails and nodded in unison.
Zhao Song waved his hand and set off!
"One two one, one two one~"
"Are you ready? Always be ready,
We are all the Communist Children’s League,
The future masters must be us.
Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick..."
Childish singing, on this beautiful morning, resounded throughout the entire Xiaohe Village.
The villagers who heard the singing walked out of their homes curiously, and saw four young men, who looked like revolutionary young generals, lining up in a neat line, marching in unison with great spirits, heading towards the outside of Xiaohe Village.
"Little brothers, little sisters!
Our future is endless,
Hold hands and move forward, always ready.
Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick..."
Xiaohe West Road, roadside.
The successor of the invisible man, the head of the bodyguard, saw the four salarymen walking towards him, and his eyes twitched.
But he didn't say anything, opened the door of the Aston Martin SUV, waited for the children to finish singing and got in the car, and headed towards Huaqing Elementary School.
Why don’t children go to school in Laohewan, where the conditions are better?
Because there are too many acquaintances there, the child’s information cannot be hidden!
This was the only right thing Betty did.
On the roadside, Zhao Song didn't put down his waving right hand until the children's vehicle disappeared.
Originally, he wanted to ride that colorful antique scooter to see them off. After all, it had a Beijing A license plate. He especially wanted to show off to other parents at the gate of Huaqing Affiliated Primary School, but his security team persuaded him not to do so.
I can't show off, I can only do business.
"Where did my sister die?"
After getting into the Audi A8, he roared at Er Mao in the driver's seat.
Er Mao shrank his neck, pointed at the co-pilot with a smile, and signaled to Zhao Song, who was furious, that there was an outsider.
The outsider is Da Mao, Er Mao’s twin brother and Zhao Song’s cousin.
The hall is the ancestral hall, and it is those people who can enter the ancestral temple together.
The Zhao family does not have an ancestral temple, and Zhao Song has no plans to build an ancestral temple. When Zhao's father goes to offer sacrifices every year, it takes him a long time to find his grandparents who are buried in the barren mountains.
There is no way, the weeds are taller than people, the place is dilapidated and there are no properties, and no one cleans it except every Qingming Festival.
Even if Zhao Song became prosperous, Zhao's eldest son, Father Zhao, had no plans to move his grave for fear of affecting the feng shui.
But even so, family affection is family affection after all. Under the care of Xu Liangying, the Zhao family has been honest and honest in the past ten years, so Zhao Song still greeted them affectionately.
"Brother, why are you here again?"
It means: Haven’t you seen them all when you just woke up? What are you doing here if you have nothing to do?
Look, how affectionate.
Damao ignored Zhao Song's disgusting attitude. Who told him to bully Zhao Song when he was a child?
"Zhao Song, my leader asked me to do something."
With the profit support of the Internet cafe chain, Da Mao, like countless relatives, found a job in a public institution in Cang City with the help of Xu Liangying.
"If you can do it, do it. If you can't do it, why do you want me to do it?"
"There is no way~" Da Mao sighed, "If I were looking for someone to do something, I could still turn to Director Xu, but he wants to attend a banquet, a private banquet, that is, a private club..."
"Stop, stop~"
Zhao Song rubbed his forehead with a headache: "Just tell me, how energetic is the host of the banquet?"
Da Mao’s face was as solemn as ever: “xxxxx!”
The tone was as if he was talking about the leader of a certain country.
But after hearing that name, not to mention Zhao Song, even Er Mao looked at him speechlessly as if he were a compatriot brother.
Zhao Song sighed and said: "Brother, you asked me to get involved in this matter. There is an old saying in the capital. Have you heard of it?"
Da Mao was curious: "What are you talking about?"
Before Zhao Song could answer, Er Mao interjected without hesitation:
"Lost~"
"..."
Seeing the helpless Da Mao, Zhao Song weakly took out his mobile phone and sent a text message:
"Go to your sister-in-law Bai Li and ask her to ask the Bai family to send a message to that xxxxx, and then tell your boss that the night after tomorrow, the original team of the banquet he wants to participate in will appear at the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse, and the state banquet chef and
The hospitality team is responsible for hospitality, and above.
Now, get lost!"
After kicking Da Mao out of the car, Zhao Song faced Er Mao again and roared: