Chapter 584 The chessboard is ready

  Jingcheng East, Beijing-Harbin Expressway Bailu Toll Station service area.

   For the vast majority of long-distance vehicles, the service area at this high-speed entrance will be their last stop before leaving Beijing.

   For the one-kilometer business, this is the deepest tentacle that it has reached out to the Beijing-cheng expressway system.

   This is an industry with complicated stakeholders. How to get involved has always been a headache for Yikm and its parent company, Zhongguancun Holdings.

  …

  Xiko, carrying two full plastic bags, squeezed out of the crowded one-kilometer convenience store in embarrassment and walked towards the isolated flower bed between the service area and the main road, where a Crown and Coaster were parked.

   approached the vehicle and saw that no one was paying attention, so he knocked on the window of the crown.

   Zhao Song and Lezi got out of the car, took a plastic bag, and walked towards Coster with Lezi in his arms, and said:

   "Go home and have a look first, and when you're settled, follow these people and do it well, listen more, read more, learn more and talk less.

   They are a very good team. They have made great contributions in Shenzhou in the past two years. If there was no agreement in advance, the bearded man would not be willing to let him go. "

   Of course Lezi knew the weight of the bearded president of Shenzhou, and nodded nervously and excitedly.

   Handed the plastic bag full of snacks to Lezi, and Zhao Song finally explained: "I will share it with everyone on the road, mouth dessert."

  Lezi nodded and said with red eyes, "Brother, Brother Zhao Song, I'm leaving."

   Zhao Song smiled and put him in the car, and nodded to the sales elites inside: "Thank you for your hard work, slow down on the road."

  …

  Toll gate, Driver Coaster took the paper voucher, then accelerated steadily until it disappeared from sight, and the two got back into the car.

   "Turn around and go across."

  Kiko started the car and asked, "Who shall we pick up?" while looking at the rearview mirror.

   "Leader." Zhao Song rolled his eyes and replied, obviously showing no respect for the so-called leader, "How about a convenience store."

   "There's a lot of people." Xizi smiled, "Mineral water costs 1 yuan and 5 yuan, and Coke is 2 yuan more expensive, but the high-speed stores have corresponding bonus points. Many members buy here to improve their grades."

   "What about service?"

   "No service!" Xizi shook his head with a wry smile, "The number of employees in this store has reached the upper limit, and they still answer customer questions while delivering goods. They are too busy to be busy, so there is no time to pay attention to service issues."

While talking, the vehicle has completed the U-turn and stopped at the service area in the direction of entering Beijing. The one kilometer on this side is also full of people, and there is even a queuing trend. Many customers who come out are not only carrying bags, but also holding book.

  'City Guide', which provides free advice for one-kilometer VIP customers on transportation, travel, accommodation, dining, attractions, etc.***.

   "Queued up."

   Zhao Song looked around and saw two 1km employees who started to maintain order with a smile on their faces.

   This is the Chonghua Expressway, with a total mileage of 37,000, ranking second in the world. The average passenger flow of a single store in one kilometer reaches 80% of the CBD store, and the turnover is 120%. More than ten years later, the total mileage is 140,000, ranking first in the world, and the passenger flow and turnover have doubled.

   "You want to go in?"

   After getting off the car, Bai Li, who had been silent, suddenly asked.

   Zhao Song understood what she meant. The so-called entering is to participate in the expressway industry. He glanced at her calmly and said, "Yes."

   "How to get in?"

   "It's not a question of how to get in." Zhao Song shook his head, "It's a question of who gets in first."

  Bai Li became more and more interested: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Song explained: "For Zhongguancun Holdings, there are currently three options to choose from. First, to facilitate the construction of logistics parks in various places with three links and one reach, and to provide conditions to various local governments; The Scientific Design and Research Institute has reached a strategic partnership to jointly develop expressway toll collection, monitoring, communication, networking, 5.8GETC and other systems to achieve their goals. One kilometer business, as a third party, went in directly.

   All three paths must be taken. The question now is who will be the assaulter. "

  “…”

   It turns out that it is not just one kilometer to open a store in the high-speed service area.

  Bai Li stared blankly at Zhao Song. Just now, she was thinking of helping with the opening of the store, but who knew that what Zhao Song came up with was the development direction of the company.

   "You... this guy with a hammer and a stick, what are you going to do?"

   After so many days, you can be considered to be asking the right question.

Zhao Song glanced at his watch and said patiently, "I'm not trying to do anything, but I've been doing it all the time - to be a salesman, to expand and accelerate the expansion of the information industry, for my main business, that is, domestic integrated circuits. Product development broader market.

  Informatization of industry, this process transforms informatized data into tools to improve productivity, thereby further promoting industrial informatization. This cycle applies to any industry. "

Zhao Song pointed at the toll station not far away, and said with hatred that iron is not steel: "I bet that if you don't do something, let alone ETC and IC pass cards in 20 years, the first group will dare to use paper on the Beijing Expressway. Do you believe it or not?"

  Bai Li asked incredulously: "So, you are doing business for Huahong and DK?"

"Yes." Zhao Song answered of course, "So, do you have any misunderstandings about my main business, which is the integrated circuit industry? I make a lot of money, don't you investigate how much I spent? ?"

   "You, are you out of money?"

"almost."

Zhao Song looked towards the toll booth, and when he saw a convoy approaching this way, his face darkened immediately: "You have to help me spread the word, the money is almost exhausted, and if you want to make a decision, hurry up. Bar."

   As soon as he finished speaking, the team stopped behind the crown car.

   "Bang Bang~"

   Open and close the door, President Wu Ming and Iron Lady Xu Liangying are coming.

"what is that?"

   Zhao Song pointed to her car with a black face and asked.

   "It's dirt," Xu Liangying rolled her eyes at him, ignoring other people's eyes and grabbed the arm of the richest man, smiling tenderly, "Maybach."

   "Who knows this brand?"

   Zhao Song was angry, Maybach, Brabus, and Volkswagen with letters, one by one, made the luxury car into an unremarkable sling. Being hit by someone to accompany you is pretending to be coercive. After being hit, you can solve it yourself. That is a low-key atmosphere. With the quality of the rich at this stage, he doesn't think that those people are very atmospheric.

   “Have you ever been touched?”

"Um."

"Lost?"

"Lost."

   "What family is the other party?"

  “…”

   Xu Liangying finally realized something, and her face suddenly turned red.

"check!"

   Zhao Song angrily roared: "Beihe Iron Lady, you have such a grand style, if you let me know that you dare to bankrupt the common people, I will give up Wuming..."

   "Check, check, don't be angry, don't be angry."

  Xu Liangying gave Zhao Song a sigh while giving instructions to a few secretaries who were about to shrink their heads into their necks, "Check it out now."

   Seeing the secretaries calling in a panic, Zhao Song slowly calmed down.

   The purpose of attacking Xu Liangying's momentum has been achieved, so let's get to the topic: "What are you doing in Beijing?"

   "I'll ask you for instructions on investing in steel." Xu Liangying replied with a smile, "I'll see if I can get some news."

   "What are you asking?"

   Zhao Song shook his head and denied Xu Liangying's idea: "During economic reform, it has always been the local government's tradition to 'break through' when you see a green light and avoid it when you see a red light.

  Zhongguancun Industrial Park, a multi-billion-dollar project, was dismantled by the Beijing city government into more than a dozen, each of which was less than 200 million, and did not require central approval at all. "

   "That means, there is no news about Gangben at all?"

   "When you go through the barrier, there is news and it will be regarded as no news. If you succeed, it is a good talk; if you fail, it is a model."

   That means it's not done?

  Xu Liangying shook her head in disappointment and asked with her final fantasy, "What's your opinion?"

Hearing this, Zhao Song glanced back at Bai Li, who was an invisible person, and increased his volume a little: "There are two big discussions in full swing in China now, and the two leaders in economics, Li and Wu, are leading the discussion. home, you know?"

  Xu Liangying nodded: "At the Beihe Federation of Industry and Commerce meeting, we also did a lot of research in this area: first, about the trend of heavy-duty private flower planting enterprises; second, whether flower planting should take the road of heavy-duty."

"What do you think?"

   "Disappointed." Xu Liangying regretted, "Although I am a little pessimistic about Wuming's future, but at least in Beihe, I still can't see the shackles of enterprise development."

   "So since you saw the problem, why did you come all the way here?"

   "Isn't this a hope of contingency."

   Xu Liangying pouted and pulled her face down.

   "Hope?" Zhao Song said with a smile, "At this stage, private enterprises are not even adopted children, state-owned enterprises are their own sons, not to mention there is a biological father above them—foreign capital!"

   Xu Liangying said loudly: "But this is wrong!"

"Is it wrong, no one has a say." Zhao Song laughed, "Our country is conducting an unprecedented social experiment in human society. I don't believe that any government can do better than our leadership, so Right or wrong, leave time to test."

   "It's like a big leader." Xu Liangying grumbled, struggling to say, "Don't use macro-level things to explain, be specific, so that I can give up."

Zhao Song smiled and shook his head: "At the same time, Fosun Group is planning a steel plant of the same scale in Yongcheng, Zhejiang Province; Hope Group is planning to invest 10 billion in electrolytic aluminum in Inner Mongolia, and private enterprises such as Gangben are all investing in steel, non-ferrous metals, etc. , coal, electric power and other state-owned enterprises are very close, do you think - too much?

   And Li Guofang is the least well-known among them. "

   "Then don't do it."

  Xu Liangying completely gave up her plan. She looked at her watch, glanced at Baili, and asked, "Have a meal together?"

   "What time is it?" Zhao Song waved his hand in disgust, "Go back, it's an emergency, don't come here if you have nothing to do."

"You also know it's an extraordinary period?" Xu Liangying gave him a stern look, hiding her worries, and said slowly, "Some people have sneaked up to me, and the online messages about you are flying all over the sky, and some people say You are going to live forever."

   "I want to study the brain!"

   Zhao Song turned his head and glanced at Bai Li who was looking up at the sky. He couldn't help but explain: "And it is related to the main business. The neural network system at the mechanical level is basically not related to the human brain."

   "I don't understand." Xu Liangying shrugged, and finally persuaded: "If you want me to tell you, call Zhao Rong back, so that you can save yourself some time to deal with the situation."

   "As for the matter of Zhongguancun Holdings, what do you ask Tesla executives to come back for?" Zhao Song didn't worry, he waved his hands indifferently, "Go back, and leave all the information on Gangben before you leave."

   "Ah~" Xu Liangying was stunned, "Didn't you not participate?"

   "What Xu Liangying can't do..." Zhao Song raised his head high, glanced at Bai Li with sharp eyes, and said loudly, "Zhao Song may not be able to do it."

   Bai Li, who was behind, was shocked.

  Steel, the fog cleared, the chess game has been decided.

   seems to be to set off Zhao Song's momentum. At this moment, a convoy turned around from the gap of the toll booth. The Audi A8 was sandwiched between the four Mercedes-Benz cars and stopped firmly in front of the crown car.

   "Bang~"

   Open the door, close the door.

   "Mr. Zhao."

   Bodyguards in suits, business ladies are in place.

   "Virtue~"

  Xu Liangying said sourly, motioning for the assistants to hand over the information, and then hugged Zhao Song fiercely: "Don't be brave, call if you have anything."

   "Go back." Zhao Song also hugged her tightly, "Drive slowly on the road, and put away your domineering energy when you go back."

  “Humph~”

  …

   In less than half an hour, Xu Liangying came and went with her flamboyant motorcade.

   Maybe for her, Gangben is not the goal, seeing Zhao Song all right is the biggest wish. Asking her to go back immediately, or not letting her participate in it, means that Zhao Song already has a plan to deal with it, so what is there to worry about?

   But her departure gave Bai Li a deep shock. She saw that the famous Iron Lady came and was driven back.

After she watched the team disappear, Zhao Song took off his casual T-shirt, revealing his white vest and chubby arms, and watched him stretch out his hands, a white shirt being put on with the help of a business lady; The tie that was tied was lightly wrapped around his neck; watching him put on a suit and shoes, watching his hair being handled gently, watching a beauty no less than hers in his ear He said something softly, and faintly heard the word 'starter'.

Watching him walk quickly towards the crowd of onlookers, bending over to shake hands and exchanging business cards with a leader-like person - she always sees him bending over with others, his face full of cheerful smiles, Wen Jing comes back, no matter what, others beat him There was no action at all, she just thought he was useless.

   Today, on this occasion, she saw Zhao Song bending over again, but she finally found out that the person opposite Zhao Song seemed to bend more than him...

   She saw Zhao Song put the leader in the car, saw Zhao Song happily satisfied with the group photo of several people, saw him walking towards her quickly, and watched him speak to her with a look and tone that she had never seen before.

   "After taking a break for a while, it's time to go to work. You can live in Ziyu Villa if you want. If you don't want to live, let Xizi take you to the place you want to go."

  Bai Li saw him reaching out to her: "Bai Li, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Bai Li murmured, and then she saw the business lady open the car door, invited him to get in the car, and then carefully closed the car door, the convoy set off, accelerated, and disappeared into the traffic entering the city, leaving a group of people with excited faces after the group photo, one after another. What are you discussing.

   "Let's go."

  Kiko came to her side.

   "That's Zhao Song?"

  Bai Li was like meeting that friend for the first time.

   "Zhao Song at work." Xizi nodded, "Haven't you met?"

  Bai Li thought back carefully and shook her head in confusion.

   "Is the bodyguard closest to him with a gun?"

   "Yes, he had a man-made car accident in the United States early last year, so the company applied for a gun license for his bodyguard."

"I have no idea……"

   "In the international patent dispute case, a small company jumped over the wall. He was afraid that his family would be worried, so he asked someone to block the domestic report. Don't tell Xiaoyu."

  Bai Li nodded, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "When did he say goodbye?"

"I have to help watch Xiaoyu, sometimes I can always see him in the middle of the night," Xizi avoided Bai Li's gaze and pointed to the phone in her hand: "If you are a classmate, friend, or leader, call his public phone. You have, if you want to meet, make an appointment with his assistant."

   Opening the car door for Bai Li, Xizi hesitated for a while, then added: "Although the time is not certain, but usually we can make an appointment."

  …

   Bai Li, who was sitting in the car, fell into deep doubt about herself.

   So, did I have any misunderstanding about the identity of the richest man in flower gardening?

   (end of this chapter)