Chapter 279 The storm is coming

  Xiagou Village is like a child forgotten by the city. It looks ugly and can't see the world. It hides behind tall buildings and shyly. The house is not a neat and harmonious color, there are all kinds of faces, white and white walls, red bricks, porcelain tiles, like the cloth hanging in the dye house, colorful and uneven. The building was also built in a disorderly manner, with various shapes, growing out of the flat ground, and emerging from a corner.

  Wen Lihua's home is a bit like a triangle. It is located in the center of Xiagou Village, not too far from Youjia's small square.

  Kyoto in November is dark and cold, but this will not disturb the lively atmosphere at home.

   A middle-aged woman, a college student, a cute girl, plus Garfield and Lian Shun dog who have become good friends, the scene is harmonious and the atmosphere is warm!

   Zhao Song stretched out his bulging belly and handed the last big stick to Lian Shun, then collapsed on the chair and panted heavily.

   "I haven't eaten Xiaoyu's meal for a while!"

Putting the last mouthful of cold salad in her mouth, Wen Zhenwen nodded in agreement, "If Xiaoyu hadn't cooked for you, I wouldn't have known that she still has such skills, this little girl was hiding tuck with me at that time. Go!"

   Xiaoyu didn't care when she heard it, looking at the leftovers on the table, she smiled happily and rolled her eyes. This scene is the best compliment for a cook!

   Holding Garfield, who also has a bulging belly, in his arms, rubbing its smooth hair, Zhao Song asked Wen Lihua, "Aunt Wen, how is your new job?"

"I grew up here since I was a child, what else can I do?" Wen Lihua rolled her eyes at Zhao Song and said angrily, "It's just trivial things all day long, what do I really want to do..." Wen Lihua said here, Spreading his hands, he shrugged, "No money!"

   "Auntie!" Zhao Song nodded in approval, "We are both fallen from the end of the world! I have no money!"

   "Pa~" A big red chopstick instantly flew to Zhao Song's forehead.

   Zhao Songsan smiled and picked up the chopsticks and put them on the dining table, hugged Garfield and stopped talking, Xiaoyu honestly started to clean up the dining table.

   "Do you know how many years of history Xiagou Village has?"

   Zhao Song and Xiaoyu looked at each other and shook their heads.

   "More than seven hundred years!"

   "What?" Yuan Dadu, the predecessor of the capital city in Ming and Qing Dynasties, was only more than 700 years old. You, this village in a broken city, are the same age as Yuan Dadu?

   Zhao Song looked around the room, trying to find an antique from the Yuan Dynasty.

   "Guo Shoujing dredged the river channel in the Yuan Dynasty, and Xiagou Village was a gathering place for river workers at that time!"

  I will listen carefully to your nonsense, Auntie, Zhao Song looked at Wen Lihua, who was full of emotion, and said nothing.

   "Cough cough~" Wen Lihua blushed a little, and began to change the subject.

   "Zhao Song, the location of Xiagou Village is great!"

Nod.

   "There are many colleges and universities around!"

   That’s right, let’s not talk about 211, it doesn’t even have a key point, two two books, two private ones. There are quite a few troop compounds, and the three artillery pieces only have one station. Zhao Song thought silently in his heart, and then nodded.

   "Next to the Fifth Ring Road and Badaling Expressway!"

   block you every day. Zhao Song nodded.

   "It's only two stops away from Shangdi."

  Not during peak hours, you can walk for two hours from two stops. Zhao Song still nodded.

   "Zhao Song, is this place any good!"

   "Okay!" Zhao Song nodded sincerely in his thumb. Nice after 8 years, not too far from the Olympic Forest Park. That alone can double your price.

   "Since it's good, the village-run factory will be given to you!" Wen Lihua said vigorously, "The nature of the land, I can run it down for you in a month!"

   How big is the village factory? When Zhao Song opened the leisure club, he roughly estimated that it was almost one and a half football fields.

   This kind of idiot who helps others to run the procedures doesn't want it, but when dealing with this civil servant who specializes in cheating family members, a idiot wants it.

   "Auntie, I really have no money."

"18 million!" Wen Lihua didn't wait for Zhao Song to finish, and then interjected: "I promised this, not only yours, but all the courtyards in the village, you can remodel them according to Aunt Zheng's contract and make them look like Xiaoyu. Building, and then lease it out.”

   "..." Zhao Song looked at Wen Lihua in a stunned manner.

   Completely built into antique small buildings, what will Xiagou Village look like? Ten years later, there is a best reference, Donggaobeidian Village, Kyoto City, "National Green Well-off Village", "Top Ten Villages for Planting Flowers (Eastern) Well-off Construction", "The Most Beautiful Village in Kyoto", "National Advanced Grassroots Party Organization" Honorary titles such as "National Civilized Village and Town" and "Capital Civilized Village". The high-ranking female Party official in that village was a figure on several news broadcasts.

  The antique building that Zhao Song rebuilt was copied from Donggaobeidian Village. Wen Lihua's advanced thinking was not the reason for Zhao Song's surprise, but that she wanted to rebuild it even though she had no money, but she took office with 200 million yuan.

   It's not the renovation of the homestead, this is the renovation of the village in the city.

  Wen Lihua smiled, lowered her body and took out a drawing from her briefcase, opened it in front of Zhao Song, and a beautiful antique village appeared in front of Zhao Song and Xiaoyu.

   "It's so beautiful!" Xiaoyu sighed, then pointed to a small house and said, "Brother, this is our home."

   Zhao Song did not speak, but looked at the drawing carefully. If this is built, how much will it cost to demolish this Nima in ten years? No one can dismantle it by then.

   But it is a good thing for the villagers. The overvalued agricultural household registration is kept, and the homestead is kept. Every family has a small second-floor townhouse, and the bottom rent alone can earn a small million a year.

   It's really going to be built... This one, the last few news broadcasts were relatively few, self-funding, urban village renovation, and prosperity... Good official!

  Okay... Then what really needs money to smash, Zhao Song slammed it, and was speechless for a while.

   "The old secretary grew up here, I grew up here, Xiaoyu also grew up here, Zhao Song, Xiagou Village can't be scattered, and when they are scattered, they are just like the Nanfengtai gang..."

   Zhao Song looked at Wen Lihua helplessly, talking about business affairs and money mixed with emotions, are you land, sea and air?

"Let's not say whether I have the money." Zhao Song thought for a while, and then asked: "I don't say whether 18 million is expensive or not. If I agree, you can use this money to rebuild those yards. "

   "Municipal renovation!" Wen Lihua said immediately: "In addition to widening Xiaohe West Road, all the money will be used here."

"Understood." Zhao Song nodded, glanced at his watch, and then stood up, "Aunt Wen, what's going on with Tesla, I believe you know, time and money really can't be spared, etc. , wait a minute, okay?"

   "Well, wait, don't worry!"

  …………..

  Tonight's night is clean and clear outside, and those stars are at your fingertips.

   After coming out of Wen Lihua's house, Zhao Song took Xiaoyu's little hand and strolled in the alley of Xiagou Village.

   "Xiaoyu, if this place is demolished, you will be a rich woman."

"Um."

   "Little Rain, do you want to stay?"

"Um!"

   This little girl can use two tones for 'ah'. It's not bad that she is a top Chinese student who has scored more than 70 points in the test.

Zhao Song smiled and rubbed Xiaoyu's big ponytail, and said: "Xiaoyu, Aunt Wen's affairs have been figured out, and things outside the company have also been handled neatly. Next, I plan to earn money seriously for a while, which may be very difficult. busy."

"Um!"

   "Light rain."

"Um?"

   "If you take the physics exam in single digits next time, I will fire you as a waiter in the club!"

"Humph!"

  ………….

   This day was November 13th, nothing special, Zhao Song, who had put down a lot of worries, laid down on the bed peacefully and fell asleep instantly after sending Xiaoyu back to the cubicle.

  At the same time, on the other side of the ocean, Intel suddenly made a rather surprising move, announcing full support for DirectRambusRDRAM.

   When an interface was expanded to 16 bits and the Directrambus protocol with a clock frequency of 800MHz was put on the table, Intel was already laughing at the future.

   Half an hour later, TNTEL officially updated, announcing the global launch of the 820 chipset.

   Zhao Song slept soundly. He didn't seem to have slept so peacefully for a long time, and there was a lewd expression on his face from time to time, as if he was buried in dense cash in a dream!

   In Zhongguancun not far away from him, following the official announcement of INTEL, invisible radio waves were intertwined in the air, like a suffocating black cloud, slowly drifting towards him.

  In the United States, the PC133 Standard Architecture Alliance began to discuss countermeasures.

  Zhongguancun, Pengcheng Technology's conference room stayed up all night.

  The upstream fights the upstream, and the downstream fights the downstream.

   The business battle that Zhao Song could never predict came early.

  Total assets: 610 million, personal funds: 3.5 million.

   The timeline doesn't match reality, the plot needs it. Do not compare.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)