Chapter 733 Volume End

   A wonderful day just passed.

  Because of the popularity of the Internet, this change of the richest man is actually a media carnival.

   Of course, the huge increase in paper media sales can also reflect the degree of people eating melons.

In addition to the heated discussion, another remark has also appeared in the East, that is, the contradiction between the identity of the richest man who grows flowers and that special political system.

But this is exactly what the group behind it wants people to see, because no matter what, Zhao Song's growth experience that can be seen with a magnifying glass has played an absolute leading and exemplary role, and it has provided the most open and inclusive flower gardeners. Good proof.

  …………

   The richest man in the world who grows flowers is a victory driven by the joint efforts of capital and politics, and the crystallization of the wisdom of the crowd!

  2003 was the prelude to the dramatic changes in the world pattern.

   is the time when Xiaobu entered his second term. Many people began to forget about his predecessor Zardon, and even if they remembered, they would make fun of the zipper door incident.

   But he forgot that he was actually a real chosen son, and that during his tenure, America's fiscal surplus was higher than the Gross Domestic Product of the flower grower! ! !

That is to say, starting from Xiaobu, the United States will have a deficit; starting from Xiaobu, the United States will enter the footsteps of a real excessive de-industrialization and a financial power; starting from Xiaobu, the financial capital in the United States has begun to grow red. Eyes drooling, looking at the flower growers with huge demographic dividends!

   They need a lead party!

   And flower growers centered on economic construction also need a bridge to communicate with Western capital!

  The richest man in the world who grows flowers came into being.

  …

   The last phone call that day was from an angry Microsoft CEO Ballmer to Bill Gates:

   "What is the richest man? Does he not pay taxes? As far as I know, Tesla's branches are not registered in tax havens at all, and he himself has not established a trust fund!"

Bill smiled bitterly: "That's why Tesla can get support from local governments! Steve, the real purpose of him asking me and coffee that day may not be the integration of the sound field, but to make me owe a little favor, and then Keep your mouth shut on this matter."

   "...That guy is fine!" Ballmer complained unwillingly, "When the real wealth list comes out next year, we'll see if he's still the richest man!"

  Bill Gates shook his head and said: "Steve, he is using the media to fight the time difference. In fact, there is no suspense in the world's richest man in a few months!"

"why?"

   "Because many of his companies have given up planting A-shares and went public in the United States."

   Ballmer sneered: "Is that what he wants to do?"

   "Financial media analyzed that some of the funds he cashed out will be used for one-kilometer expansion, plus orders for ten data centers, so that the crocodiles on Wall Street are eyeing the three supporting companies in his hands!

  Steve, it's not that he wants to get on it, it's that Wall Street is begging him, I got a message that the president of Nasdaq has asked to see that guy twice! "

  Ballmer: "...'

  Bill is right, the richest man has no suspense anymore. The reason why the media following the trend are so unprofessional and ignore Zhao Song's huge tax is because it is under the premise of tacitly promoting by various forces.

   They need this aura to enjoy more fortunes!

  …………

"I want to go home!"

   December 31st, the last day of each day.

   After listening to Zhao Song's unknowing complaints for the first time, Yingying Yanyan in the room was so used to it that she did not hear it.

  The richest man is very busy.

I will not talk about exclusive media interviews, and various visits are overwhelmed. The secretary team is in charge of the speech script, so don’t worry about it, but various official and private banquets depend on individual performance, especially the White House dinner and subsequent private meetings. Zhao Song has passed it. Trembling.

  He is a good boy who knows how to share and obeys instructions, no matter in the East or the West. He has to work hard to maintain his established image, so he has been very tired during this period of time!

"You really don't think about family trusts?" Liao Yingzhu changed the subject. She glanced at Bai Li in the living room who was listening to music and reading a book, and lowered her volume, "Tax avoidance is one aspect, and it affects your personal property after marriage. It's also a form of protection."

   In Liao Yingzhu's heart, Zhao Song occupies a very large position, as for Bai Li...

Who is that?

   It can be said that apart from Wei Mingyu, Liao Yingzhu doesn't care about any woman in Zhao Song at all!

   Zhao Song didn't seem to hear the question, and then shouted: "I want to go home!"

   "You still have to pay taxes when you go home!" Liao Yingzhu shouted back, "The Commissioner of the Internal Revenue Service of the United States has started to call you Dad. What will the leaders of the Flower Planting Tax Bureau and the Foreign Exchange Bureau call you?

   Ancestors? "

   "Alas~" Zhao Song agreed happily.

  “Clap~”

  Liao Yingzhu hates iron and slaps Zhao Song: "Anyway, I suggest that even if you go back, you have to wait until the family trust is established before leaving!"

   Zhao Song shook his head with a smile, and suddenly asked, "Do you know Dongge?"

   "Who?" Liao Yingzhu thought for a while, "Qi Qiangdong?"

   "Yes! Brother Dong has a saying that is particularly good - as long as there are still extremely poor people in the flower family, it will be a great shame for every rich flower grower!"

   "He didn't say it!" Liao Yingzhu replied affirmatively, "And he is not a rich man, he is just a leader of an Internet company invested by Zhongkong Investment."

   Zhao Song was fussing: "That's not Central Control Investment, it's Hillhouse Capital. Also, my brother is a big boss of the National People's Congress!"

   "Is there a difference? When Gao Ling was short of funds, it was invested by Zhongkong..." Liao Yingzhu reacted and roared angrily, "Zhao Song, let me tell you something serious."

  Zhao Song sighed and said softly: "Tesla has subsidies and tax rebates. The benefits the government gets are to promote employment and local development. I will pay taxes seriously on my personal income and treat it as a charity!"

   "Charity is tax deductible! Did you do that?? Zhao Song, the destitute population has nothing to do with me, my family is still in a destitute county. But if you want to do charity, it's the biggest insult to my personal career!"

   "I just insulted you, what's the matter?"

  Liao Yingzhu: "..."

   Her small **** heaved violently, and it took a long time for her to pinch Zhao Song, and she rushed out of the mansion without looking back.

   "Did you make her angry again?"

A slender hand reached out, wrapped around Zhao Song's arm, and leaned against him, Bai Li said softly, "How can she be the hero of Tesla and you personally, you should let her do it. "

  Whether it is a virtuous heroine or a lady, the halo of the world's richest man can make people ignore all shortcomings. Zhao Song has also made rapid progress with the world's famous lady, Miss Bai Li, with the skills of "more money and more billions" in the past few days.

Of course, Zhao Song is a little aggrieved by this. After all, the goals of the seniors in the circle are still in kindergarten and elementary school. In the future, if he is so young and junior to socialize with a yellow-faced woman born in the 1980s, will it be too embarrassing already?

  By the way, the real milk tea sister is in the third grade at this time. Although Bai Li has been beaten by Bai Li for her appearance, beauty, and figure, but after all, her age is there, right?

  Xiaomi, must be the standard for successful people!

   Zhao Song thought wistfully.

   "I'm talking to you."

   His arm was pinched again.

   "Say what?" Zhao Song stretched out his hand, put his arms around Bai Li's waist, and then moved up and down dishonestly. After feeling the thrilling curve, he said angrily, "The thing that pushes the nose on the face...

  A capitalist act like her is a shirk of social responsibility; it is a manifestation of lack of civic spirit; it is a refusal to turn dissatisfaction into positive actions that are beneficial to society!

  If all capitalists do this, it will only create a dead end for society: it will stimulate more dissatisfaction and greater hatred of the rich! "

  Bai Li: "..."

   She patted the troublesome hand on her buttocks, and asked dumbfoundedly, "Is this your truth?"

   "Yes." Zhao Song nodded decisively.

   "It's a fart!"

   At this time, Hao Ying stepped forward and said with disgust, "Zhao Song, I just asked Liu Ying, today's charity dinner is our last time to attend collectively, and then I'm going to Europe to promote the new album."

   "Oh~" Zhao Song stood up, and Bai Li and Liu Ying helped to put on the clothes and said, "I won't send you when we're done."

   "Don't dare to bother the richest man~"

   After the joke, Hao Ying hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Zhao Song, when all my trips in the first half of 2004 are over, I may return to China and semi-retire."

   "It's time to retire." Zhao Song held Bai Liyou and nodded, "It's not easy for the old man to tolerate you showing up for so long."

  Hao Ying asked gratefully and worriedly, "What will you do here?"

   "You won't turn without Tesla?" Zhao Song laughed hehely, "Let's not talk about Bai Li, there is still a Kardashian family working hard in Los Angeles!"

   "Did you say Tesla's next-generation internet celebrity? Then I'm relieved."

   There is no unprovoked success in this world, and there is not only one Kobe Bryant to see in Los Angeles after 4 in the morning. The family called Kardashian is also sweating at this time.

  Pasley Hilton's videotape has been hidden by Zhao Song.

   The protagonist of the QS video who appeared in front of the world for the first time was only surnamed Kardashian!

   Two years later, the 1 billion Internet celebrities with a big per capita will finally appear in front of the world and fight for Tesla!

  …………

   It took less than a quarter of an hour to go from the Manhattan mansion to the banquet venue.

   Zhao Song got out of the car under the protection of the luxurious security team.

  No one cares about the brand of car he rides and the number of teams. Even if he comes on a bicycle, he is greeted by reporters with guns and cannons, as well as countless ardent fans.

  In this country of collective intelligence, wealth heroes and entertainment stars are also sought after.

  “Zhao~“

   "Hey~Nicholas~"

   "Zhao, can you talk about Etop Technology, I heard that 80% of the orders for ten data centers are all given to this company?"

   "Zhao, what did the president of Nasdaq talk to you? Which one of Yituo and Shanshi will be listed first!"

   "Zhao~"

Among the various greetings, Zhao Song answered a few questions selectively. The rhetoric formulated by the senior secretary in advance is very suitable for such occasions. Of course, if someone gains something from Zhao Song's words that occasionally carry private goods, they should Congratulations to him.

   After all, Zhao Song's strategic forward-looking ability is recognized globally as strong. Analysing his interviews, studying every word he says pays off, has been proven countless times!

   This time, the cliché was over, but Zhao Song did not enter the venue.

   He patted his female companion Hao Ying lightly, and after signaling for a little peace of mind, he came to a group.

   "Nicholas, hello."

   "How are you, kid."

   Crouching down in front of a group of yellow-skinned and black-haired children, Zhao Song greeted with a smile:

   "Why come here, so many people are still very dangerous."

   "We wanted to come over to thank you." A little girl said, "Because of you, the community committee where Dad bought the house two days ago has already approved us to move in."

   Hearing this, Zhao Song looked up and saw several grateful Chinese faces in the back, and nodded lightly.

   He can see at a glance the foundation of these people, and he is not the same kind of person, they can call themselves Chinese, and he is a flower gardener!

   "Uncle Nicholas, may I ask a few questions."

   Zhao Song did not bother about why the child should not be called by a flower name, but replied in a gentle and calm tone: "Of course."

   "Why do you rarely attend Chinese gatherings?"

   "Because I am so busy, I have been working hard for my work, and there are very few Chinese in my work environment. But after listening to you today, I will definitely participate more in the future."

   "And why do you only make songs in English, is it beautiful in English?"

"Toshareapoem...Youforever..." Zhao Song's face became calmer and his tone became more gentle, Hao Ying, who knew him well, knew that he was no longer talking to the child, "Of course English is beautiful, but this The Chinese translation of the sentence:

  There are three thousand in the floating world, and there are three of my loves. Sun, Moon and King. The sun is the morning, the moon is the twilight, and the Qing is the morning and the evening. (From the Twitter of Foreign Affairs Spokesperson Zhao Lijian)

  Look, Chinese is also beautiful! "

   "Then why don't you make Chinese songs?"

   Zhao Song got up and rubbed the girl's head. After seeing her father's vigilant eyes behind her, she realized where it was, and smiled indifferently:

   "Let me sing you a Chinese song."

   The little girl clapped her hands and smiled: "Okay, okay~"

   "click, click~"

   "Don't squeeze~"

  Under the surging spear and short cannon, Zhao Song cleared his throat and sang softly:

   "My door is always open and my arms are waiting for you.

  …

  I want to make an appointment together, we welcome you~”

  Since that **** Lin said that writing this song was a shame in his life, I would take it away and thank him.

   "My family grows evergreen and opens every legend

  …

   It doesn’t matter how many times you come here, there are too many topics~”

   After singing the main song and giving Hao Ying a color, Zhao Song walked into the venue without looking back.

   reluctantly took over the microphone. Under the watchful eyes of the audience, Hao Ying, a natural childish voice, sang the last lyric of 2003:

   "BJ welcomes you~"

  …………

  The capital city, Xiaohe village, guard pavilion.

   Looking at the reporters at the entrance of the village, Mr. Lu closed the gate of the guard booth again.

   Then he stared at Xiaoyu and said angrily: "You said that you can't go to the best school in the world, and you came to an old man like me through the back door, what kind of secondary school do you still go to? What kind of words!"

   Xiaoyu hugged the cat, kicked away the playful Bengben and Xiaohei, and muttered, "I'm going to go to secondary school."

   "Then wait until your brother comes back."

   "My brother will be late when he comes back."

   "I'm not afraid of being late, I'm afraid that he will come back and know that you are in a secondary school, and I will be stewed!"

   "He's so daring~"

   "That's the richest man in the world, what dare he not!"

  "..." Xiaoyu lowered her head and murmured: "I think my brother is not the richest man, but Zhao Song who fills the village with light bulbs and loves me to follow me!"

   Hearing the familiar name, Garfield, who was languid in Xiaoyu's arms, suddenly lit up. He cheered up and looked around. After not finding a familiar figure, he collapsed in a slump.

   "Garfield, do you miss him too?"

  “Meow~”

   replied Xiaoyu, in addition to a cat meow, and a pair of eyes that gradually dimmed.

  …

  The Twelfth Century Wind and Cloud (End)

   (end of this chapter)