Chapter 611 Target Dragon City

   Summarize Zhao Song's report in one sentence, that is, great progress and many achievements.

   After the board of directors approved Huahong's second management system reform proposal and Zhao Song renewed the personnel contract, the entire board of directors entered into a harmonious discussion.

   There is no contradiction, no rivalry.

Two years later, if Huahong enters the co-CEO system, Zhao Song will automatically become the assistant to the chairman. As for the chairman, he is equivalent to the mayor of a prefecture-level city. Even if there is no objection from the present, Zhao Song will not sit in the hot seat. Uneasy about the location.

   The discussion that followed was very lively, and even the middle-aged man in charge of meeting minutes put down his pen to join in.

   In the pure board of directors present, the things discussed are very impure.

   has nothing to do with Huahong's management, planning, and even no management personnel in the venue attended.

  Three years ago, they hired the best product manager in the world, and three years later, they were excited and nervous to arrange the products he brought.

   This is the most worthy issue of this board of directors.

  Because, due to Zhao Song, the butterfly's indiscriminate entry, Toppu was delayed and Delong was ahead of schedule.

Adding    two by two is not as simple as 1+1=2. The situation in the stock market has reached a shocking level.

   And the savvy flower-growing rulers will of course not ignore the influence of the world's wealth star and the richest flower-growing man.

   "My opinion is that Shenzhou takes the lead, only occupying 80% of all media value-added services, and it can play a role in boosting the confidence of the stock market."

   "Godson first! Then immediately hold a commercial landing signing ceremony."

   "I suggest to create a variety of concept stocks, the richest man series, Shenzhou series, and even combine Tesla's investment intention in Qin Province to bring more listed companies closer to concept stocks..."

   "Zhao Song, does Wuming intend to go public? One kilometer? Three links and one reach? Rocks? Vesonic? Even YDL?"

  The venue was quiet, so everyone looked forward to the richest man.

   Zhao Song smirked and asked, "Is DK okay?"

   looked back and the discussion continued.

   "Shenzhou is a constituent index stock, it's better for Shenzhou to fight this first shot!"

  No one will force Zhao Song. Including NTU Optoelectronics and the concentrated investment in the western region, the richest man has done everything he can.

   Of course, no one is stupid enough to agree to DK's bottomless pit to go public and make money!

   "Right..." Zhao Song said.

The    venue was over once again, and Zhao Song was almost pierced by his warm gaze.

   Zhao Song turned his attention to the middle-aged man. Behind him stood the leader in charge of finance. He had no intention of raising the level of the meeting to countless levels.

   "Wu Ming will intervene in Gangben. I don't know if it will be beneficial to listed companies such as materials, construction, and real estate."

   The middle-aged man's expression froze, and after a while, he nodded his head to show his understanding.

   "As for Top..."

   "Hi~" This is the sound of everyone's inhalation.

   "Mr. Zhao~" This is a warning from the bearded man asking him to be cautious.

   "Mr. Zhao..." This is a kind reminder from the middle-aged man.

  Top, a super thunderbolt, combined with what happened to Zhao Song these days and the farce of "Hanxin" an hour ago, they knew that there was a giant crocodile waiting for him in Rongcheng!

  The representatives of the banking department looked at each other, opened their mouths, and bowed their heads with wry smiles.

   Such a big hole has attracted the attention of the highest level, so the most likely way is for the state to intervene, and they admit compensation, but if Zhao Song comes in, it is impossible to say.

"To be honest," Zhao Song explained sincerely, "Tuoguang distributing mounds across the country, whether it is for three links and one kilometer, is a great temptation; its thousands of experienced programmers are It is a strong reinforcement for Shenzhou and Tesla; its layout in the logistics, medical and education industries is a strong supplement to my companies."

   Having said this, Zhao Song reluctantly smiled and said: "Delong, I am powerless, but Top, I can try."

  The bearded man couldn't bear it any longer. He frowned and said, "Mr. Zhao, do you know that there are people over there who also intervene in Top in the name of solving the crisis..."

"Know!"

   Zhao Song interrupted Wei Xu's persuasion and replied indifferently: "Just right, let him solve the early problems, concentrate on debts and problems, and then connect with me.

   Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem. "

   "Is that a money thing?" the bearded man increased his voice, "and do you know how much money is involved in Top?"

   It took a year for Top to explode. With the support of the Zhao Song Department on electronics, software, Internet, and logistics, the sound of the explosion has long been unmatched by another world.

   "Maybe," Zhao Song showed a weird smile, "they don't want money at all!"

  “…”

   After a long time, the middle-aged talent asked slowly, "Mr. Zhao, what do you need us to do?"

   "Don't do anything, and don't reveal anything about me and Top. Since someone has the ability to concentrate Top's debt and solve the problem shares, let him do it."

   Zhao Song replied firmly, and then made a promise that made the representatives of the Banking Department present ecstatic: "In the end, it's me and him. Whether it is profit or loss, it has nothing to do with the country, I will bear it all!"

  …

  Time is passing slowly.

  The retail hall of stocks on Jing'an Street.

  With the last batch of retail investors leaving, there are only a few minutes left before the stock market closes.

  Leaving only a few people like walking dead.

  The street-facing facade, rows of fiberglass seats, huge electronic screens, red, green and green stock names, prices, ups and downs, K-line charts, noisy crowds, excited or sad faces when the market goes up and down...

   Such a scene, how long have you not seen it?

  Now, there are only these numb people who seem to be holding on to something. What they do every day is to wait for their numb eyes and the big green screen.

   "The little richest man has come to Shanghai, it will definitely be beneficial!"

   "With such a big plate, what effect can a few good points play?"

   "People said two years ago that if you are not a professional investor, you should buy Shenzhou and outperform the bank's interest rate for sure. As a result, we did not listen to the persuasion~"

   "Aftermath~"

  “…”

  “ding~”

   A soft sound came, and the full screen of green stood still.

   The crowd that was a little restless just now quieted down.

   "Let's go~"

   An old man stood up and staggered towards the door. Then, he stopped again, turned his head, and said to the decadent stock friends:

   "Keep it up, at least, wait until the richest man leaves Shang Hai..."

"Yes!"

  “Yes~”

  Everyone nodded, as if they had grabbed some life-saving straw, and cheered each other up. Then they stood up with each other's arms and left the devastated retail hall.

   Left the big green screen in the stock market crash lobby, and an inconspicuous…

   Huge numbers!

   As the saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. In the modern era of digital settlement, as long as these old investors have their own professional stock trading tools, they will definitely be able to find abnormalities in the stock market.

  The richest man comes to Shanghai, and the storm is coming.

  …

   As night falls, the lights are on.

   The brothers and sisters who stayed in the 404 Hotel did not eat the meals prepared by the chef of the state banquet.

  Because the little secretary came with the first batch of precocious June yellows.

   "Let me tell you, it's not good to have money," Zhao Song said triumphantly. "While enjoying all the glory and wealth, all the troubles are lost."

  “…”

   Faced with such shameless words, the little secretary Zhu Yue and the big assistant Qin Han looked at each other, and Xiaoyu was used to it by then.

   "Blessed are all of you today, let you **** specialty dish - Steamed June Yellow!"

  The three women nodded again and again.

   When Zhao Song disappeared in the kitchen, the little secretary took Xiaoyu and hid aside:

   "After the meeting, the boss went to the stock market again, and his face was a little bad."

   "Oh." Xiaoyu nodded to show that she knew.

   The little secretary put his hands together and begged: "So no matter what the smell is for a while, it must be clean and coax him."

   "Oh~"

   Xiaoyu thought about it for a long time before nodding reluctantly.

   So, half an hour later.

   "Wash your hands and eat."

   Zhao Song came out of the kitchen with two large plates, and praised the stupid who came out of the toilet by the way:

   "Benben is awesome, he knows how to go to the toilet to solve personal hygiene wherever he goes."

  “Wang~”

   "Humph~" Xiaoyu wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfiedly, "I really envy the stupid, and someone praises me for pulling a baba!"

  “…”

  The scene was quiet.

  “Humph~”

   With the attention of several people, Xiaoyu kicked away the stupid who was in the way and walked into the bathroom.

   "Bang~"

close the door.

   "Crash~"

   Flush.

  “叏lutely~”

handwashing.

  “click~”

   Open the door.

   "Clap clap clap~"

  The warm applause sounded, Qin Han and Zhu Yue had sincere praise on their faces, Zhao Song praised enthusiastically:

   "The light rain is awesome, the toilet is awesome!"

   "Wang Wang~"

   Even Benben joins in the fun.

   Only Garfield couldn't bear to look directly and covered his eyes.

   In the light rain, blue veins are popping up, and he lunges at Zhao Song with his teeth and claws...

five minutes later.

   Xiaoyu, who finally let go of his brother, calmed down and sat at the dining table.

   Looking at the three dishes and one soup on the table, thinking of the little secretary's exhortation, Xiaoyu let go of the scrambled eggs and tomato cauliflower, and reached out to the steamed crab with chopsticks.

  “click~”

   The crab claws lifted up like lightning, and caught Xiao Yu's chopsticks.

  Little Secretary: "Be sure to eat clean and coax him!"

   Crab: "Is it cooked? Handy."

   Xiaoyu: "...Ahhhh~"

  …

What is   home?

   is the most relaxing place and the most memorable place.

  Unfortunately, no matter how sheltered the house is, we must go out of the house and face the ups and downs outside.

   After half an hour, a few people finished the meal prepared by the chef of the state banquet. Xiaoyu looked at the three busy people and knew that his brother was going to be busy again.

   "Light rain."

   closed the door, Zhao Song squatted in front of Xiaoyu.

   "Going again?"

"Um."

   Zhao Song nodded, put his hands on Xiaoyu's shoulders, and asked solemnly, "Do you remember the place where you fell?"

"Um."

   Xiaoyu nodded.

   "Remember that string of numbers I always tell you?"

"Um."

   Xiaoyu nodded.

   "Don't forget it." Zhao Song smiled, "If I'm gone, those are the things my brother left you..."

   "Brother, I'll go with you."

   Xiaoyu finally realized something and said quickly.

   "No!" Zhao Song shook his head, "Only if you stay in the capital or Shanghai, can I guarantee your safety. Once you are safe, others will be able to deal with me outside."

  “…”

   Xiaoyu's face was gloomy, and it gradually turned black.

   This time, Zhao Song did not stop her.

   This is his first conflict with a strongman. It is not a question of whether he is confident, but after being nurtured by the Internet in his previous life, he has no idea what will happen.

   "Do you know who to trust?"

"Um."

   "Do you remember the phone numbers of those people?"

"Um."

   "Very good, my drizzle is always the best."

   Zhao Song hugged his thin sister fiercely.

   "Brother is gone."

"Um."

   Light rain did not move.

   "Bang~"

  The door was closed, Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and moved her gaze to a backpack.

   She stood up, picked up her backpack, and put her right hand in, until she held a handle, and then she showed a cold smile.

  …

"Target."

   "Dragon City!"

   (end of this chapter)