Chapter 130 Come again, you can find one if you have the ability

  August 18, early morning, Wenzhou Airport.

   Zhao Song handed the luggage to Wei Fang, turned to Fu Jianxing and said, "Senior, you have to take good care of Miss Wei."

   Fu Jianxing said with a smile: "Don't worry, we'll go to the Shenzhen market to find you after signing the contract."

Zhao Song nodded, looked at Wei Fang, and said sincerely: "Hang Seng Computer, the No. 1 private computer brand, was refunded by a Wanwan foundry two months ago! It's because a big brand placed a super large order, and the accompanying What the conditions are, I don't know, but the whole death of Hang Seng must be one of them."

Seeing Wei Fang's surprised look, Zhao Song smiled and said, "At that time, Hang Seng just changed the office building, and this time they owe more than 9 million!" Zhao Song gestured, "I haven't recovered yet, I Never again! That's why we have to travel so far to seek cooperation."

   "But Guangdong Province is the site of the Great Wall!"

   "So I went to Shenzhen to talk to the Great Wall; you go to Pearl City to talk to Hivi, that speaker company is not afraid of any big brand!"

   Fu Jianxing asked: "Is Huiwei very powerful?"

   "T.H.E.SHOW Fever Audio Equipment Exhibition in Vegas, America, BESTVALUEAWARD The highest value award! Do you think it is amazing?"

  …………

noon. Shenzhen Bao'an Airport.

   Zhao Song walked out of the station with his luggage. Behind him, a middle-aged uncle kept talking eloquently.

   "Brother, let me tell you, my project..."

   Zhao Song, who was wearing a trousers and vest, said helplessly, "Brother, how can you see that I have the money to vote for you..."

   "High-tech deodorant socks." The middle-aged uncle has a quick interface.

   "Vote for your high-tech socks?"

   The middle-aged uncle pointed to the sand gold chain on Zhao Song's neck.

   Zhao Song hurriedly took it off, handed it to the middle-aged man, and said, "I'll sell it to you for 300 yuan?"

  The middle-aged uncle turned around and left.

   "Brother Zhao Song!"

  Time seemed to keep going backwards, Zhao Song seemed to see the golden channel in the Zhonghai Electronics Market again, there was a counter full of messy wires, and there was a counter girl sitting inside.

  The little girl is called Yuanyuan. She just arrived in Kyoto, and Zhao Song likes her rural dress very much. The round figure is wide in the middle, and the round smile hangs on the lips.

   Zhao Song walked slowly to the girl, brushed his round face, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

   "It hurts!" Yuan Yuan, dressed as an OL, smiled roundly.

   "It hurts just fine, it hurts just fine. Yuanyuan, don't forget the pain!"

   "I can't forget it! Brother Zhao Song." Yuanyuan grabbed Zhao Song's right hand and walked out of the airport together.

   "Brother Zhao Song."

   "Sister Yuanyuan." Zhao Song looked straight ahead, his pants and vest could not hold the OL uniform, and the two of them were about to become the focus of the exit.

   "Get in the car." Yuanyuan took a key, pressed it hard, pressed it hard, then turned red, pressed hard with both hands, "啾啾~"

   The red Alto on the side of the road flashed twice.

   Zhao Song expressionlessly opened the door and got into the car.

  Yuanyuan skillfully engaged the gear, released the clutch, and drove the Alto into the traffic flow.

   "Brother Zhao Song, I finished the night school secretarial course."

   "Brother Zhao Song, I am taking an office software training course. In two days, I will apply for the primary accounting certificate."

   "Brother Zhao Song, I know soy sauce when I eat Japanese food."

   "Brother Zhao Song, why don't you speak?"

"say what?"

   "You can say anything," Yuanyuan bit her lip, "For example, why did I take out Cooler Black?"

   Zhao Song turned his head, looked at her fiercely, and said loudly, "That's yours! Phantom Red, Middle Tower, Cool Black, you account for 70%, and I account for 30%!"

"What's the use of you want to understand now?" Zhao Song muttered to himself, looking at the high-rise buildings outside the car window, "Occupying the gold counter, we can earn at least 1 million a month with these three chassis, I use it as tired as I am now, and run around outside every day?"

   Yuanyuan's eyes were red and he stared at the front without saying a word.

"You guys ran away, leaving me to be stuck by a group of people, 'Zhonghai Zhao Song'!" Zhao Song laughed at himself, "What a big name! I can't take one step and see three steps, and it's not that big. Ability! Now I am just like you, I was held in the air and can't get down!"

   Zhao Song lit a cigarette and said, "Do you know why I didn't fall down like you did? Because I have something in my head that didn't belong to me!"

   nodded his head fiercely, Zhao Song's voice became louder and louder: "What should I do if those things are gone? Yuanyuan, tell me, Tesla has nearly 300 people in his M! What should I do if those things are gone?"

   "Woooo~" Yuanyuan parked Alto on the side of the road, lying on the steering wheel and crying.

   "Stinky bitch!" Zhao Song ignored her and smoked hard.

  …………..

   Half an hour later, the Alto car stopped in front of a star-rated hotel.

   "Brother Zhao Song, this is the hotel our director booked for you. She will find time to see you in two days." Yuanyuan said weakly.

   It’s enough to see, such a large state-owned enterprise, the director must be in the process of preparation.

   "Where do you live?"

   "On the north side of Huaqiang, get closer to the second uncle."

   "Did the second uncle find it for you or did you find it yourself?"

   "I found it myself."

   Zhao Song frowned, not expecting anything from Yuanyuan's level of finding a room.

   "Go to your place first!"

   "Oh~"

The place where    Yuanyuan rents is an old-fashioned bungalow, which is basically rented by guys and girls who work in Huaqiangbei.

   Drilled through one clothesline after another, crossed one laundry tub after another, and finally came to a room on the corner.

   opened the door, and Zhao Song seemed to have returned to the small cubicle in the correctional bureau that Yuanyuan rented.

   A bed, a desk, and a suitcase are stacked in the corner. Although simple, they are clean and tidy.

   "How much do you earn a month now?"

   "Not counting the bonus 2500." Yuanyuan poured a glass of warm water.

   "How much does it cost to rent a one-bedroom near the Great Wall Building?"

   "In his early 1000s." Yuanyuan handed the hot water to Zhao Song, then sat directly on his lap and hugged him with both hands.

Zhao Song did not move, and continued: "It is 500 yuan more than here, and 500 yuan is used to buy a cleaner and safer environment than here, and buy a time saved by commuting to get off work every day, do you think it is worth it? ?"

  The round body twitched and Zhao Song's neck was wet.

   "This city is even crueler than Kyoto. Can you keep up with its development speed with this money?"

   Yuanyuan hugged harder and harder, "Such a big city, so many people..."

   Yuanyuan didn't finish speaking, Zhao Song hugged her fiercely!

   "Bangdang~~" Finally the bed collapsed.

   "Bang Bang Bang~" "Next door, what time is this TM, you guys keep your voice down."

   Zhao Song widened his eyes angrily and roared, "Is yours Huadian's or Seg's?"

   "I'm from Huadian Mall, what's the matter?"

   "I'm from SEG, the beauty is from Huadian, you have the ability to find one yourself!"

   Yuanyuan laughed.

  Everything seems to have returned to Zhongguancun, back to the correctional bureau, two helpless men and women, cuddling with each other, hugging, and keeping warm!

   Total personal funds: 90W

   (end of this chapter)