Chapter 245 Preparation (End)

  Time flies... flies fast. Soon came the second day.

  October 5th, in the early morning, it was another cool autumn day.

  When the radio of Uncle Lu of the Security Office rang on time, a small table was set up in front of the clubhouse as always.

   Millet porridge, steamed bread, pickles, an ordinary breakfast, let Zhao Song, Xiaoyu, Xizi eat deliciously.

   "You came back yesterday?"

Nod.

   "Uncle and auntie left early enough?" Xizi asked again, picking up another steamed bun.

   Zhao Song nodded, picked up the bowl and took a sip of millet porridge, and then said, "Because of my business, the business of several of their witnesses was delayed, and I complained a lot."

   "Don't the witnesses want to lead?"

   "Pfft~" Xiaoyu laughed on the side.

   Zhao Song glanced at her helplessly, and then said, "I am in the oilfield family home, and I am famous."

   "A mother is more expensive than a child?"

   "Fuck! When a witness gave the new couple a TPOD, everyone rushed to let them go."

  Xiko was stunned and opened her mouth not knowing what to say.

  Xiaoyu happily added a large chopstick of pickles to him before calling him back to his senses.

   "Brother, I went to the club to study English."

   "Go, try to use English when communicating with those older brothers and sisters."

   Xiaoyu nodded, greeted Lian Shun who was squatting by the side, and walked towards Youjia Club.

  It wasn't until the clubhouse was closed again that Xizi turned her head and said, "Zhao Er, the Yonghe River is about to become a red light district. At ten o'clock in the evening, the streets are full of beautiful elder sisters and aunts."

   Zhao Song pouted, "It's none of my business."

   "It was your idea that made it develop over there!"

   After drinking the last mouthful of millet porridge, Zhao Song said earnestly, "Yuetan Hotel, Wusheng Road, and Yong'an area! These three places are the largest red light districts within the Third Ring Road in Kyoto. Does anyone care?"

   Zhao Song remembers that these three places will still be there 10 years later.

  Xiko's train of thought was deviated by him, and he looked at the master and asked, "Which place is of high quality?"

   "Moon altar, blond sea horse! 800!"

   "It's expensive." Xizi pouted, "It's a month's salary for an ordinary person."

   "Do they serve ordinary people?" Zhao Song gave him a white look, and then he seemed to remember something, and said quickly, "Stay away from me after dinner, I'm not with men today."

   "It's like I'm happy to be with you!" Xizi replied angrily, and then asked, "Why?"

   "Today's Chongyang!" Zhao Song scratched his hair tangled, "Although I don't want to distort our nation's great festival, but I can't get past this hurdle in my heart!"

   "Why?" Xizi roared.

   "Yin is a woman, Yang is a man, and Chongyang is two men!"

   "Is this explanation a bit far-fetched?"

   "It's not far-fetched." Zhao Song frowned and looked at the newspaper on the table, "Why do you want chrysanthemums in Chongyang?"

  “…”

   For a long time, Xizi looked at Zhao Song with an irritated face, and then looked at the big rice bowl on the table. If he wasn't afraid of Xiaoyu complaining, he really wanted to put it on Zhao Song's face!

   "Let's go, Lian Shun! Stay away from this **** man."

  “Wang~”

  …………

   On the way to Zhong Hai, Zhao Song deliberately spared a short distance.

   The negotiation with SOD last night was unsuccessful. After listening to Takahashi Masaya's explanation in the morning, Zhao Song didn't say much.

   When I got home, I lost the feeling of being stared at all the time. Zhao Song's heart also calmed down. Naturally, he no longer had that sense of urgency. Business negotiations can't be done overnight. Take your time.

   Driving to the edge of the west gate of Beijing University, in addition to the urban village correctional bureau where Marshal Zhu lived, there is also a Beijing University Resource Hotel here.

   That is an unquestionable genius. Li Niuren, who owns the patent of "Hyperchain Analysis", was looking forward to starting a business with 1 million US dollars, but was forcibly stuffed 1.2 million US dollars.

   Zhao Song knew that, with the addition of this company, the Internet of Beijing University has been smashing the five streets of Huaqing Department all the way.

Of course there are    Huaqing's, just like the Feng Jun Feng Wuyuan that Zhao Song wants to fight.

   He walked into the store with the keyboard and case in hand, smiled at each boss and repeated the same words: "Really, I'll earn you five yuan, which will be refunded and exchanged."

   Then, he got the title of Feng Wukuai, and then set up Citi Information, under the name, there is a well-known brand - 'Patriot'.

   And the Zhonghai Electronics Market, which he started, is the most down-to-earth vitality of Zhongguancun.

   "Circle?" Zhao Song laughed self-deprecatingly and started the car to Zhong Hai.

   "I just watched how you tossed!"

  …………..

   It is already ten o'clock in the morning. Due to the Golden Week, the hot electronic business has blocked Dianhai West Road.

  This is the epitome of the development of this country. Countless experts, scholars, graduate students and media workers have published a series of papers and manuscripts that have made them famous.

   Lao Shui squatted in a corner near Zhong Hai with an old face. Next to him, a man who looked like a reporter was listening to him with a tape recorder.

   How many people does Zhongguancun feed? I believe no one can tell, from the giants in the IT industry to those who distribute leaflets to websites; from the boss of a company driving a big Benz to a delivery worker on a flatbed truck; from buying land and building a house for real estate to begging for rent at the counter. These people are all people living in Zhongguancun. But there is a kind of people who also live in Zhongguancun, but no one regards them as Zhongguancun people. They are -- sticky guests.

The life of a sticky guest is extremely simple, because what they do every day is stand on the street no matter how windy or rainy they are, saying the same thing to people of all ages: "Big brother (sister), do you want to watch the software? Games, VCD, compressing movies. Assembling a computer? What accessories to buy?" If someone will show a little bit of interest, then they will be very enthusiastic to take you along a short distance, and then their task will be completed.

  Laoshui is one of the stickers.

   "The eldest is in high school, and the second is in the second year of junior high. Now the family is all pointing at me to support me!"

"Don't talk about the police and urban management. We can only hide from this, and we also know that doing this is not a serious business. But I felt that the security guards beat and scolded us, not all of them came to Beijing to live. …”

   Lao Shui looked at the young man who was getting closer, and suddenly stopped his mouth, showing an embarrassed expression.

   "Master Shui, why didn't you say anything." The reporter-like man asked quickly, then turned his head along Old Shui's gaze.

   "Zhao Song?!" The reporter shouted in surprise.

   Zhao Song nodded, "Hello, reporter?"

   Looking at the middle-aged man and nodding, Zhao Song pointed at Lao Shui cheerfully and said to him, "Look at his pitiful appearance, I said he earns at least 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month, do you believe it?"

Lao Shui lowered his head and didn't dare to make a sound, Zhao Song continued under the unbelievable gaze of the middle-aged reporter: "Nianke, in addition to selling CDs and selling fake invoices, they also have a name - Likezai, they will pull when they see them. If you want a computer, take it to the counter that sells computers, and if you want a printer, take it to the counter that sells printers..."

   "Because of them, plus some profiteers, Zhongguancun has a bad reputation, and Dianhai West Road has been called a street of liars by many people!"

   Speaking of this, Zhao Song pointed to Lao Shui and said, "They are organized, and behind this one is Pengcheng Technology Group! The company that repeatedly hyped memory damage to consumers' interests!"

   In the end, Zhao Song squatted down under the shocked eyes of the middle-aged reporter, and smiled at Lao Shui, who looked like an honest man: "Ask Li Pei for me, are you happy that you have three secondary dealers down?"

   No digression, this is what Elpida is for.

   Urban Management: Established in 1997 (but called Joint Law Enforcement Brigade) and named Urban Management in 1999 (but so far the State Council has neither agreed nor established this department – ​​it is a local self-reliance 2016)

   The predecessor of the city management, called the city management and supervision brigade

   Then write

  

  

   (end of this chapter)