The night is getting deeper. The cold wind of the winter night blows the glass windows from time to time. The table is full of cores, cups and plates.

Itaka went back to his house and slept. He had a great chat with Professor Zhao. Except for the matter of the Galaxy Group, the world is nonsense. Professor Zhao is knowledgeable: astronomy and geography, customs, poetry, calligraphy, antique cultural relics, and literary aesthetics.

At the same time, he also talked about the "Taichu Strategic Research Office" set up by Idaka. Professor Zhao said that he would take Jing Gao to visit Professor Jin at the National People's University in two days. Netizens like to call him "Commissar Kim". Professor Jin was invited to give a lecture in Phoenix.

Nowadays, to do international business, we need to study and judge the situation and trend between China and the United States. And Professor Kim is an expert in this area. The Phoenix Fund should consider going out.

Professor Zhao is in his 60s and had surgery only a few months ago. After a few glasses of rice wine, he was seven or eight points drunk, and said to Chunlan, the nanny who helped him back to the bedroom: "Chunlan, give Zhiwen a call." ”

What time is this? Aunt Chunlan helplessly helped Professor Zhao and said, "Okay." ”

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When An Zhiwen received a call from his "father-in-law", he had just returned home from Rongcheng in a car. He and Zhang Jing have already got married, and the two families live together. Although the housing prices in the capital are very high, with An Zhiwen's current income, he can naturally buy a school district house that is enough for a family of seven to live in.

"Dad, haven't slept so late?"

Zhang Jing is one year younger than An Zhiwen and met him in Rongcheng. It's kind of interesting to each other. Jing Gao felt it when he took An Zhiwen to Zhang Jing's breakfast restaurant for breakfast. She is thirty-five years old, even if her son Zhang Peng is already twelve years old, she is still a mature and charming woman, with a plump and graceful figure, and a mature woman's charm at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

She wore a thick winter pajama and bent down at the door to get slippers for An Zhiwen.

Looking at Zhang Jing, An Zhiwen's heart swelled with tenderness. This is something that Zhao Shiyan has never experienced before. He was able to marry this good woman, which was indeed a blessing he had cultivated in his previous life. changed his slippers, gently hugged her thin waist, and answered his father-in-law's call.

On the phone, Professor Zhao said drunkly: "Zhiwen, are you back?" Today is Friday, and according to the custom, An Zhiwen wants to return to Beijing from Rongcheng to accompany his wife and daughter.

"Just got home. ”

Professor Zhao said with emotion: "I just had a meal with Xiaojing, and we talked more thoroughly. It's a lot of emotion. Your temperament may not be a blessing to be a subordinate to him......."

An Zhiwen went to the restaurant and sat down. At this time, his parents took the two daughters born to him and his ex-wife Zhao Shiyan: the eldest girl and the second girl were already asleep. His stepson, Zhang Peng, lives in a junior high school. Scattered in the soft lighting, the restaurant is as warm as spring.

Very happy life.

An Zhiwen did not have any objection to his father-in-law's words. He asked himself that with his personal management level, it was no problem to be in charge of a multi-billion group group. But it really can't be considered a qualified "leader".

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been trapped by Liao Rong for several years and couldn't get up. There are some weaknesses in his character.

Mr. Jing is a natural leader who can resist responsibility, take risks, and have a strong will!

Like Mr. Jing, who has encountered such a lot of pressure recently, he is still as stable as Mount Tai. Their subordinates hardly feel the pressure, they just need to do their own things step by step.

Ten minutes later, after Professor Zhao's phone call, Zhang Jing brought dinner to her husband early and sat at the dining table to accompany her husband. The meals she cooked were delicious, and An Zhiwen casually ate some snacks in the evening, waiting for this warm dinner.

Seeing that the phone hung up, Zhang Jing asked curiously, "Zhiwen, Professor Zhao, did he have anything to do when he called so late?"

Zhang Jing experienced a failed marriage, and was very tolerant of An Zhiwen's situation, and did not mind that An Zhiwen still treated Professor Zhao as his father-in-law. It's not about fighting for a "treatment" for her father. And often many such small things in marriage constitute the real life of ups and downs, grievances and grievances!

Where is there anything to raise eyebrows and respect each other?

An Zhiwen wiped his mouth with a tissue, sighed lightly, and said, "What else can happen?" Recently, Mr. Jing and Ren He had a falling out. The total pressure of the well is very high. Dad meant that he wanted to get out of this old face and find someone to help Mr. Jing. Xia Shang Cultural Tourism was blocked, after all, it was still an old thing when the Zhao Group was in the past. As a result, the well manager did not mention this stubble at all. Instead, he was chatting with his dad from all over the world. ”

Zhang Jing was full of gratitude to Jing Gao, and Rong Cheng still helped her solve the entanglement of the county scoundrels to her. Suddenly exclaimed, and said worriedly: "Zhiwen, the well will be fine, right?"

An Zhiwen, as the general of the Phoenix Department, he still doesn't know how Jing Gao plans to solve this dilemma. He has confidence in Jing Gao in his heart, but the Galaxy Group is menacing and the situation is difficult.

An Zhiwen was silent for a while, "Hope!"

He and Jing Gao have a relationship of both losses and prosperity. At the moment, I feel a little unsure in my heart. It is obvious whether a thirty-six-year-old man trusts his emotions or reason.

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Weekend time flies by in an instant.

Dong Lingxi walked in the passage of Beijing Airport with his suitcase. She wore a mint blue silhouette coat with a white floral neckline knit. accentuates her towering curves. The white slim-fitting trousers underneath are crisp and neat, making her full of bright beauty.

It's just that returning from Bordeaux, France after a few months makes her feel like a world away. She has lived in the capital for many years. But at this moment, I really feel a lot.

Unwilling to be reduced to a mediocre wine merchant, she talked to Jing Gao once in September. It was at the Poplar Bar in Houhai. Idaka had a banquet for LeEco's executives, and she served the drinks as a wine merchant.

She told Jing Gao about the entanglement between her, Zhao Canglong, and Fan Yang. And Itaka sent her directly to Bordeaux, France, to take charge of several wine estates that he bought with the Zhaoshi Group.

She returned to China this time at the request of Jing Gao to come back to explain the matter of the Zifeng Hotel on Qiong Island.

And what made her feel the most was the change in Idaka's status. In just a few months, she didn't seem to know her anymore.

On the same day, Dong Lingxi recommended Ling Chuqing's Zifeng Hotel to Jinggao. The information she gave was that Ling Chuqing was in a hurry because of her husband's car accident. Therefore, this high-quality project was recommended to Idaka. However, recently, Jing Gao found that there was a lot of greasy in it.

Qiao Songbai on the other side of Qiong Island surfaced. Mr. Wang of HNA has helped Jing Gao settle this matter, and the four-star hotel Zifeng Hotel in Yalong Bay, Sanya, Qiongdao, has been successfully opened. With the foundation of HNA in Qiongdao, Qiao Songbai, a second-generation son, will definitely be unstoppable.

Jing Gao needs to know what Dong Lingxi's intentions were in recommending him to buy Zifeng Hotel that day?

Made, in the Internet, the beautiful woman was really a lie when she saw Shenhao. At least in the case of these beautiful women who came into contact with Idaka, they all have their own ideas, and they are very clear about the proportions and purposes of interpersonal communication.

"Mr. Dong, please come here!" Jiang Zi, the assistant who came to pick up the airport, was waiting outside the airport hall and took Dong Lingxi to the car, "Mr. Jing is waiting for you in the Jinghe Club." ”

A smile appeared on Dong Lingxi's bright and dignified pretty face, "Oh, I'm really guilty of waiting for the well." In fact, I was a little weak in my heart, thinking about how to explain it.