Chapter 559 End of volume (middle)

   "July 19th, cloudy, strong wind, and heavy rain, he came.

  Although his image is the same as we thought, there are still many friends who were terrified, including me.

   He was wearing a tailored suit with a slender figure; the inch on his head, his broad face, and the gold watch on his wrist made one see that he was a wealthy businessman.

   and his eyes, as sharp as a sword, as if piercing people's hearts, making people panic.

   He is more terrifying than we imagined, if it wasn't for Sister Xiaoyu.

  Yes, Sister Xiaoyu, this should have been the best morning. Let’s make lazy dragons together, cook millet porridge, cut pickles, and then enjoy the most hearty breakfast.

   Then he came and interrupted this beautiful thing. If Sister Xiaoyu hadn't driven 'it' into the house to change clothes, some of the little friends might cry.

   He is a 'big devil'!

   Even if he arranged a dreamy summer camp trip for us, he was still a big devil. "

This morning, Fengwei, a high-IQ girl, was full of fear and resentment. She didn't know that the person in front of her would change her life, and she was powerless to resist whether she agreed or not. Of course, no one would care about this little girl. Feelings, everyone will think that this will be a lucky child, except for the handsome.

  Because Dashuaishuai knew that before Fengwei, a girl with the same IQ was changed by Zhao Song. At present, the result is not very good.

   that girl

   is called Wenjing.

  USA, San Jose, CA.

   It was the rush hour, and a luxury office was still brightly lit.

   It was raining heavily outside the window, and the fog was hazy. Wen Jing sat in the office, feeling restless even though she had finished her day's work.

   "Alice."

   She pressed the call button and asked the secretary outside the door for the third time, "Are you sure that person has returned to China?"

   "Yes, Miss Wen."

  The secretary's voice is very young and charming, and it is easy to indulge people. "My friend in the New York Times saw Mr. Zhao Song on a plane back to his motherland a week ago."

"very good."

   Wen Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Alice, you can get off work now, I'm sorry for letting you get off work late."

   "It's my pleasure, Miss Wen."

  Wen Jing hung up the phone, stood up, opened the window, and the fresh air brought by the heavy rain came in instantly, making her feel that the smell of blood on her body subsided a lot.

   Yes, the smell of blood, since the man came to America a few months ago, she has felt the smell of blood around her, tearing her heart apart every moment.

  The last disposable lighter factory in the United States has long since closed, which is a corner of Li Wei's career; the silly Bai Li is also having a good time; even Hao Ying, who has nothing to do with him, has become an international superstar.

  Why can't she have her own career?

   Wen Jing knew that the smell of blood came from himself.

   Over the past few months, that man has fought a thrilling patent battle with Apple and dozens of alliances, and he has watched the Quartet; he has also led the team to complete the merger and acquisition of IBM's notebook division, which has attracted worldwide attention.

She wanted to see him, and she was afraid that he would come to see her. For several months, this kind of ambivalence had been struggling in her heart. She was afraid, afraid of the figure who defeated the manufacturer alliance in the patent war and chopped up her career. Eight falls, as if to split her body, blood splattered everywhere.

   Now, he's gone, as if she didn't exist.

  The raindrops fell on the face, making the uncertain quietness even more gloomy.

   wiped his face, turned around quietly, looked at the big logo on the desk, and shouted in his heart:

   "This is my career and no one can take it away!

   Zhao Song, sooner or later, I will let you

   Impressive! "

   The sign on the desk is very attractive, and there is a handwritten word on it, two big Chinese characters, which are so eye-catching:

"Paypal"

Under the    Chinese characters, that English word will not be unfamiliar to American investors who speculate in stocks - paypal!

   "Bang~"

  Suddenly, the door was smashed open.

   "Mr. Musk"

  Wen Jing laughed, she waved her hand, and signaled Miss Alice, the secretary, not to block the person coming.

Alice saw Wen Jing's gesture, gave the person a sideways glance, walked out of the office, closed the door tightly, then took out her mobile phone, and after it was connected, she put the side of the microphone on the door. Suddenly, a harsh roar came from the door. Threaded through the seam.

   "Ms. Wen, why did you reject Ebay's acquisition?"

   "Because its price is too low, and more because Mr. Elon Musk."

   Wen Jing calmly looked at Musk, who was in his early thirties, handsome and handsome, and said with a smile, "Why did I only get the news about Ebay's acquisition of Paypal?"

   "No matter who you are the first to know, that's an ideal price, and I can't think of a reason for you to reject it!"

  Musk, dressed in rough clothes, stared angrily at the same young quiet.

  The quiet smile is getting bigger and bigger:

   "Dear Elon, I know your dreams, is it the internet, clean energy, and space?"

   Musk was surprised: "How do you know?"

"That's it."

  Wen Jing nodded and didn't answer his question, "So, I'm a major shareholder of Paypal, and no one should try to sell Paypal at a low price without my consent!

  Mr. Musk, someone once told me that the first person to toss Internet payment to the market would be very powerful, so my mother will spend her life with you! "

  “.”

  Musk looked at the quietness of the oil and salt, and there was only one sentence in his heart, that is:

   "whatthefuck!"

  Outside the door, Alice picked up the phone and said with a big smile:

   "Miss Liao, are you satisfied with this conversation?"

   "Very satisfied, Alice, I believe you will get your Ph.D. degree in psychology in one year. Now, let these two people fall in love and kill each other."

   "At your command, my dear Ms. Liao."

  New York, Oriental Mandarin, Presidential Suite.

   Liao Yingzhu hung up the phone with a smile, the expression on her face was gloomy and strange.

   There will only be one Tesla in this world!

   As for electric vehicles, and Xspace leaping into the sky

  Who cares if you have it!

   Time, back two hours ago.

   July 19, 6:53 am, Beijing.

   "IBM's business consulting is very powerful. Shenzhou's DW secretary and some key positions in the department have been vacated."

  The luxury Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle is on the East Fourth Ring Road. Inside the car, Zhao Songzheng patiently explained to the bearded man:

   "For those positions, whoever can turn the project that the group is developing into a major national special project will take the seat!"

   Bearded earnestly recorded, then raised his head and asked:

   "Boss, just let it go?"

"probably not."

   Zhao Song hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I won't go to the board of directors today. It is estimated that there will be a proposal to retain my decision-making power at the meeting. You can remain neutral at that time."

"OK."

   Bearded seriously recorded.

   "Chairman of a state-owned enterprise, the most difficult thing is to coordinate the relationship between all parties! The positions I have vacated are tailor-made for those who come to find a way to ascend.

  Big Brother Wei, don’t ignore the dividends and financial reports of Shenzhou in the future. As part of the corporate culture of Shenzhou Technology, they must be announced on time and truthfully.

   As for politics, don’t take it lightly either. "

"clear."

   Bearded chuckled, "In fantasy, this is what I'm best at."

"very good."

   Zhao Song nodded with satisfaction, and then asked, "I heard that you won the order of the Five Tigers of Tongde?"

   "Yes, all the foundry agreements have been signed at the beginning of the month."

   "Well, in terms of quality, we must control these domestic brands, and don't give consumers the impression that the quality is not good."

"understandable."

   "By the way, when I went to the United States, Shenzhou also bought Po Neng?"

"Yes."

   Bearded nodded and said, "Xiangjiang E-Weida Group has been seriously damaged in the market reshuffle war. In order to protect the mother group, it has no choice but to make a move to Beneng."

  “.”

   Zhao Song suddenly laughed and said with emotion:

   "Paneng, ATI's strategic partner

  In the future, let's separate the Shenzhou graphics card department. Don't always bear the reputation of low-end. Merge with Bo Neng to make two sub-brands, one for the low-end and mid-range, called 'Zotai', and the other for the high-end, what's the name.

   'Sapphire'. "

"take note of it."

   "In the future, don't say that I only left Shenzhou with a low-end reputation, the Sapphire A card and the Republic of Gamers N card, when the time comes, let's compete in the market."

   "Then you have to make Tesla watch out."

"certainly."

  “Squeak~~~~~”

   Zhao Song was interrupted by the emergency brake before he could finish speaking.

   "Attention all units, there is a car accident ahead."

   "Group A stepped forward to check the situation."

   "Group B is responsible for vigilance."

"clear."

   "Report, it was an accidental car accident."

   "All units return to their positions and prepare to detour."

"Yes."

   "Report, I heard the baby cry."

   "Did you call the police?"

   "Reported."

   "Ok, boss is safe"

"and many more."

   Zhao Song interrupted Hong Tao's command and opened the door with a gloomy face.

"boss!"

   Hong Tao hurriedly shouted.

   "This guy is a flower grower, not America, and those who dare to make trouble haven't been born yet, so put away your ridiculous vigilance!"

  “.”

   20 minutes later.

   The beautiful nurse who got off the ambulance saw a scene that he will never forget:

   The richest man who grows flowers - Anyone who reads the news knows him, and the pretty nurse is very sure. I see the richest man who grows flowers leaning on the guardrail of the fourth ring, skillfully holding a baby, and holding a bottle to feed with a gentle face.

   "Are you a nurse?"

  The pretty nurse nodded.

  The richest man smiled gratefully at her, and then shouted at the bodyguards:

   "Where's the milk powder?"

   "Here, here."

   “What about diapers?”

   "This bag is all."

   "Where's the toy?"

   "It's here, it's here."

  “.”

   Five minutes later, the pretty nurse stared at the five oversized packages in a daze and watched the luxury motorcade leave in a hurry.

   So, on the good morning of July 19, the pretty nurse saw a kind rich man. She couldn't understand how the 22-year-old rich man could serve his children so skillfully.

   And what the genius Fengwei saw was a great devil.

  Because of the little girl's kind heart, she never wrote about Zhao Song's blood in her diary from beginning to end.

   I originally wanted to be a manuscript, but I don’t seem to have this habit.

   There are not many updates, but I am writing with my heart.

   Top 200, thank you guys.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)