Chapter 486 We won, and I will continue to win!

The days of   , in the midst of non-stop wrangling and doing things, slowly passed.

   For Zhao Song, the days of doing things according to the instructions and scolding the soldiers when you have time are rare and relaxing times, because you don’t have to use your brains~

   Just do things well. During this time, he even had a relationship with some officers.

Before that, he was almost driven crazy by the huge think tank behind him-the plans made by the huge team of psychologists, economists, politicians, business and financial elites made it almost impossible Zhao Song had a splitting headache.

Yu Qiuyu once said that our history is too long, our power is too deep, there are too many tactics, the black box is too large, the inside story is too thick, the tongue is too greedy, the vision is too complicated, and the prediction is too dangerous, so there is such a thing as over-conception, Zhao Songshen Assumed.

The plan of the think tank has considered too much, it is a good thing to be comprehensive, but if you want to not offend anyone, the final result is that everyone offends once, Zhao Song will not do such stupid things, as long as what you do is in the interests of the vast majority of people That's it.

The    plan has already been finalized, and how to implement it depends on Zhao Song's consideration, but Liao Yingzhu's extreme micro-manipulation is an unplanned thing, and now it seems that the effect is good.

   So, now he is happier enjoying the rare leisure time.

   Even on July 13th, he was able to take time off to meet with Li Linna and Xiaoyu.

   For no other reason, because on this day, Comrade Samaranch, President of the International Olympic Committee, will announce the host city of the 2008 Olympic Games in the evening.

No one knows how long Huahua's family has been preparing for this day, and no one knows how many civil servants have worked hard for this day, just like Zhao Song's colleagues in the Xijiao Hotel, in order to ensure the smooth progress of the meeting. The hard work done is not for the people to thank them, but for the leaders to remember them.

  So, those people can leave it alone, they will definitely get what they deserve, while for other people, Zhao Song will seriously remember their names, no matter what they do in the future, and where their nationality will be.

   Olympic Organizing Committee members: Zhang Yimou, Yang Lan, Gong Li, Deng Yaping, He Zhenliang

  2001, July 13, 21:00 pm.

  Between the successful bid for the Olympic Games, there is still one hour, place, Moscow.

  Shanghai, Ritz Carlton five-star hotel.

   "I have vodka in my left hand, Bobosha in my right hand, and Natasha in my arms, singing Katyusha, Ulla~"

   On the top floor of the hotel, Zhao Song happily knocked on the door of the suite with two bags of cooked food.

  “click~”

  The door opened, revealing a middle-aged man with a face full of vicissitudes.

   Zhao Song was stunned for a moment, then asked happily, "Cousin?"

   Cousin Li Linna quickly took over the big bag in Zhao Song's hand, and then nodded nervously.

   "What about those two?"

   Zhao Song was not polite. After handing the bag to his cousin, he followed him into the room, looked at the large empty living room, and asked casually.

   "The cheering party for the Olympic bid is being held downstairs. I heard that there are many stars. Linna took Miss Xiaoyu downstairs to join in the fun."

   "Oh~"

   Zhao Song nodded earnestly, looking at his cousin who was tinkering with cooked food on the coffee table, he couldn't help but get nervous.

   Speaking of which, Li Linna's cousin has been in the capital for so long, he did not expect that the two would meet in Shanghai for the first time. Facing the only family member Li Linna admitted, Zhao Song suddenly didn't know how to get along.

   My cousin was sweating on his forehead, and tidied up the coffee table. Then he put away the cooked food such as the beef in sauce, peanuts, pig tails, etc., and put the wine aside.

  The wine is very good, five-star gold and six blessings, but thinking of the identity of the young man opposite, my cousin thinks that it is not a good match

   That is the richest man!

  The richest man, if he doesn’t drink Remy Martin, at least he must have Maotai, right?

   As for what Remy Martin is, my cousin doesn't know either.

"that."

   Unable to bear the sudden quietness, the cousin felt that he should say something, and rubbed his hands nervously. The cousin suddenly asked in a heart-warming manner, "Is there a partner?"

  The richest man? There should be no shortage of objects, right?

   This is a good question, Zhao Song nodded in agreement, and answered seriously and solemnly: "Yes, your sister~!"

   Yes, my sister!

   Cousin suddenly realized, then scratched his head embarrassedly.

   "Puchi~"

  “Haha~”

  The two laughed in unison.

   Zhao Song opened Jin Liufu's package and poured a glass of wine per person:

   "Brother, drink!"

  “Alas~”

  Cousin took the glass with both hands and drank it.

  The atmosphere became lively. One richest man and one security guard chatted and drank a little wine while chatting and laughing, and occasionally looked up at the voting scene on TV.

   21:45.

  Li Linna hugged De Mu's stupid, Xiaoyu hugged the fat Garfield, and returned to the business suite excitedly. God knows how they brought these two animals to Shang Hai.

   "Brother, I met a star and got several autographs!"

  Because of excitement, Xiaoyu blushed when she spoke.

   "What's the fuss about seeing a star?" Zhao Song waved his hand indifferently: "How many movies have you and Guo Dagang had together in Beijing?"

   "Is that a star?" Xiaoyu said angrily: "That's a cross talk talker."

   "Don't underestimate those who talk about cross talk. After two years, that master may be more famous than a star!"

  “Humph~”

   Xiaoyu was too lazy to talk to Zhao Song, who was confused, took two elbows from the coffee table and went to play with Benben.

   Zhao Song smiled, turned his head and glanced at Li Linna, and said reproachfully, "Cousin finally came here once, and gave him his own house, is there any sister who did this to you?"

  Li Linna pursed her lips and smiled without defending. She sat happily beside Zhao Song, wrapping his arms around him: "I thought you couldn't ask for leave, so you won't come."

   "Why don't you have a holiday? That's the Olympics!"

   "Hee hee~"

   Seeing that my cousin is not restrained, Li Linna's smile became brighter: "Zhao Song, the professor said that I went to Paris, in addition to finishing my studies, I can also participate in fashion week."

   "As long as you can finish your studies on time and return home on time."

  Li Linna smiled and did not speak.

   Zhao Song didn't care, he turned his head and asked loudly, "Xiaoyu, how much did you get in the math test?"

   "81!"

"How many?"

   Zhao Song was surprised, "Didn't you do multiple-choice questions by throwing dice?"

   "Because the backstage you found for me is big~" Xiaoyu also said happily: "Blessed by Guanyin Bodhisattva, I got two wrong multiple-choice questions."

  “.”

   Zhao Song was speechless. He raised his glass and greeted his cousin:

   "Brother, drink!"

  “Alas~”

  The time was spent slowly with laughter and laughter. In the business suite, Zhao Song fully enjoyed the rare leisure time.

   It was 21:59.

  When the crowd gathered under the big screen outside the hotel building, when Samaranch walked towards the microphone with the card on the TV, he put down the wine glass and looked at the screen seriously with a few people.

  “Beijing~”

   Unexpected noun.

   "Ah~"

   Expected cheers.

   "Bang~"

   Huge fireworks bloomed outside the window.

  The suite was still quiet, until those classic pictures began to flash in the CCTV set:

CCTV Studio Hall, Beijing TV Station Director Hall, China Millennium Monument, Xi'an, Jinan, Shanghai, Xiangjiang, Macau, Beijing Sports Bureau, Beijing University, a certain institution in Beijing, a bar, the Coca-Cola Company in Tianjin, a large supermarket, another The headquarters of the Fantasy Group of Time and Space was replaced by the 798 Shenzhou Group Industrial Park, Beijing Modern City, Citizens' Family, and Beijing West Railway Station.

  God knows how many reporters CCTV dispatched. God knows how many people in China jumped higher than the sky at 22:00 on July 13.

   The cheers outside the window are getting louder and louder, the pictures are constantly switching, and countless celebrities and ordinary people have appeared on the TV screen.

   But for some reason, the four people in the suite didn't say anything, just stared at the screen blankly without saying a word.

  When the time came to 23:27, when the crowd gathered in Tiananmen Square on TV, the party and state leaders appeared on the tower.

   More enthusiastic cheers erupted.

  Suddenly, the loud singing voice was sung by whoever took the lead, and then the chorus of more than 100,000 people sounded in the largest square in the world.

   "The five-star flag flutters in the wind, how loud is the victory song~

   Sing of our dear motherland.”

   This is the biggest live broadcast in the history of the florist, no preparation, no rehearsal, no one!

   "Sing our dear motherland, from now on to prosperity and strength~"

   As the last sentence of the lyrics fell, people bursting into tears suddenly appeared on the TV screen.

  Suddenly, the picture was slowly raised, and the panorama of Beijing city came into the eyes of the TV audience. This city is full of brilliant fireworks and brilliant lights.

"we won!"

we won.

   Zhao Song stood up with red eyes and experienced this scene again, and he was still moved by those passionate scenes.

Next to   , my cousin was trying hard to hold back the tears that were about to be left. Li Linna and Xiaoyu were still watching TV excitedly, but their eyes weren't red!

   Zhao Song frowned and wanted to take a step forward.

  “Clap~”

   slapped Li Linna's thigh.

  “呲~”

   twisted **** Xiaoyu's arm.

   Then, seeing that both of them were waiting for him with red eyes, Zhao Song turned his head in satisfaction and continued to watch the TV with red eyes.

  Yeah, we won!

   Next, we will continue to win.

   And I will win too!

  Come on, Zhao Song!

   (end of this chapter)