As the saying goes, there are thoughts in the day, and dreams in the night. In his sleep, Idaka was still thinking about "getting involved in the textile industry".

Dong Meinu pulled the strings, and several enterprises in the textile industry were short of money, but they were bound to refuse to transfer control of the factory. Without control of the manufacturing plant, employment cannot be affected. It didn't mean anything to him at all.

So, where is the breakthrough?

Suddenly, Itaka was awakened by the sound of a doorbell while he was sleeping. Naturally, his phone is silent when he sleeps. It's only late April, and I'm sleeping with the doors and windows open, waking up the doorbell in the living room.

"Who?" Jing Gao habitually picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, and at 4:21 in the morning, he went to open the door in his nightgown.

Aunt Chunlan, Professor Zhao's nanny next door, was at the door, and said anxiously: "Mr. Jing, Professor Zhao has a heart attack, can you do me a favor?"

Jing Gao was stunned, isn't it? But considering Professor Zhao's age, it is normal for him to have a sudden illness. said calmly: "Aunt Chunlan, don't panic. Do you usually have medicine? Do you call 120?"

"Yes, yes. Hit. 120 told me not to disturb Professor Zhao, and when they came, I would find someone to carry them downstairs on a stretcher. ”

Idaka understood, "No problem. I'll call someone to come and help. ”

Nanny Chunlan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Jing Gao called Koga and asked her and the waiting male staff to come over quickly, go back to the house to change clothes and get their wallets. After the 120 ambulance came, he took a stretcher and carried Professor Zhao downstairs with the staff.

The ambulance did not enter the complex. Then carry it to the ambulance parked at the entrance of the community. Follow the car to the city hospital two kilometers away.

Professor Zhao advanced to the emergency room and then arranged for him to enter the VIP ward.

Xiao He was busy running away and going through the hospitalization procedures, and only after more than 40 minutes did he come over panting with various invoices and reported: "Mr. Jing, everything has been arranged." ”

"Xiaohe, you have worked hard tonight. Salaries are raised by one level. Jing Gao is here to take care of Professor Zhao in the VIP ward of the inpatient building. The errands to buy food and water belong to the male staff Xiaoqi.

Xiao He and Xiao Qi suddenly perked up, and it was good to follow the boss to serve, and said in unison: "It's not hard." ”

Aunt Chunlan was tired and tired, sitting in a chair outside the ward, calling Professor Zhao's wife, but she could only send a text message to inform her. Then I called Professor Zhao's daughter and son-in-law respectively. Only his son-in-law's phone called.

"Aunt Chunlan, you can rest here. Here I am. Jing Gao comforted her twice, and only shook his head in his heart. I think Professor Zhao is also a romantic figure. But this thing seems to be a mess.

It is understandable that his wife does not live with her daughter and son-in-law. Daughters and sons-in-law don't live together?

I'll go.

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In a villa somewhere in Changbei District, the curtains of the master bedroom on the second floor are tightly drawn and tight. Just after six o'clock in the morning, the mobile phone rings suddenly and urgently.

Jing Gao had a one-sided relationship, Professor Zhao's beautiful wife, Liao Rong, an intellectual beauty with a graceful and graceful figure, and an elegant and quiet temperament, lives here.

The phone ringtone is a bit noisy. The middle-aged man said, "Do you want to answer it?" It seems to be the phone call of Chunlan, the nanny of the boss's house." ”

Liao Rong squinted her eyes comfortably, turned around and said, "Leave her alone." ”

More than ten minutes later, Liao Rong wrapped herself in a sheet, picked up her mobile phone and saw the text message, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a smile, and said, "The old man had a heart attack and went to the hospital." I replenish beauty sleep. You go and get ready, and when I wake up, drive me to the third hospital in the city. ”

"Yes, ma'am. ”

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In the early morning, An Zhiwen, the son-in-law of Professor Zhao who lived in a 20-year-old residential area in Tongcheng District outside the Sixth Ring Road of Beijing, received a phone call and drove to the city's No. 3 Hospital in the north of the city. Arrived at about half past seven in the morning.

After An Zhiwen arrived at the hospital, he said hello to the nanny Chunlan, visited Professor Zhao who was asleep in the VIP ward between the two, came out, and gratefully shook Jing Gao's hand, "Mr. Jing, thank you so much." Thank you!"

The thirty-six-year-old man's eyes were red. It can be seen that he has a very deep relationship with his father-in-law.

Nanny Chunlan followed: "Xiao An, I owe Mr. Jing to be righteous. Otherwise, no... You have to thank them. As he spoke, he turned around and touched his tears.

Jing Gao looked tired, tossed up at four o'clock in the morning, and when he saw Professor Zhao's relatives coming, he was ready to evacuate, "You're welcome, they're all neighbors." ”

An Zhiwen hurriedly took out a business card from his wallet, handed it to Jing Gao with both hands, and said sincerely: "Mr. Jing, let's leave a contact information." Looking back at the day you were convenient, I will treat you to a drink. ”

Jing Gao was not interested in the entertainment wine bureau, waved his hand, took his business card, and scanned the following information: An Zhiwen, general manager of Anzhao Textile Co., Ltd. Phone: 134xx.

Suddenly became interested, "Ann is always engaged in the textile industry?"

An Zhiwen was slightly surprised and replied, "Yes." ”

Idaka wanted to laugh. What a coincidence! He just wanted to know about the textile industry. "I recently wanted to invest in the textile industry, but I couldn't get it. I happened to meet Mr. An. Let's talk about it here?"

An Zhiwen naturally had no objection to Jing Gao's proposal, and arranged for Aunt Chunlan to go back to rest first, and he was guarding here.

Jing Gao endured his tiredness, asked Xiao He and Xiao Qi to buy some breakfast, and chatted quietly with An Zhiwen in the corridor outside the VIP ward.

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According to An Zhiwen's introduction, Jing Gao has some understanding of the current situation of the textile industry.

First of all, the textile industry is a labor-intensive industry, and at the same time, it is a highly polluting industry. Like the printing and dyeing industry, the chemical fiber industry is all.

In fact, this is not liked by big cities and economically developed areas, and it pollutes the environment. are moving to smaller cities.

Secondly, the domestic textile industry is the largest in the world. Therefore, in foreign trade, it will face anti-dumping investigations. Those who do foreign trade should pay attention to these.

But at the same time, the technology of the domestic textile industry is lagging behind its international counterparts. At the same time, this restricts the development of the industry.

Again, the leading enterprise in the domestic textile industry is Shenzhou International, which is listed on the Hong Kong Stock Exchange. The market value is as high as 28.254 billion yuan.

In 2015, the operating income was 11,131.5 million. Profit 2,065.9 million. The company's assets are 15.943 billion. Net profit margin was 18.6%.

The annual growth rate of operating income was 10.8%, and the profit growth rate was 14.6%.

Shenzhou International's main business is knitted garments, including sportswear, casual wear, underwear, pajamas, etc. It has cooperated with sports brands such as Nike, Adidas, and Puma. Many well-known clothing brands are manufactured in China and then returned to foreign OEMs.

From the development of Shenzhou International, it is enough to see that although the textile industry is classified as a sunset industry, it is still a promising industry. The scale and revenue of leading enterprises are still growing.

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Jing Gao only heard what Professor Zhao said yesterday, and An Zhiwen heard Professor Zhao say it earlier. His company is mainly engaged in knitted textile products, and the benchmark is Shenzhou International. But the current annual sales are only 5 million.

Jing Gao roughly expressed Professor Zhao's expectations for his son-in-law, starting from the textile industry and having a high social status. But it seems that An Zhiwen is off to a hell's start, and after ten years of textile industry, the company is still a small factory.

"Hey!" An Zhiwen stopped talking, and finally smiled and did not tell his "story".

At this moment, a fashionable girl with long hair and flowing hair walked briskly outside the corridor, she wore sunglasses, an orange flowing dress, and black high heels clicked on the floor.

An Zhiwen stopped talking to Jing Gao and stood up with a smile, "Shiyan..."

The fashionable, beautiful, and well-maintained girl didn't even look at An Zhiwen, and walked straight into the ward.

An Zhiwen smiled awkwardly and said to Jing Gao: "She is Professor Zhao's daughter, Zhao Shiyan." ”

That's a very interesting thing to say.

An Zhiwen's embarrassment did not end. For ten minutes, Liao Rong, an intellectual beauty who had a relationship with Jing Gao, wore her hair coiled and wore an elegant white sleeveless skirt with ruffles and lapels, showing off her graceful body curves, convex and backward.

Accompanied by a middle-aged man with half-white hair and a handsome appearance, he arrived. The man was obviously a follower, helping her carry her bag, half a step behind.

An Zhiwen got up again and greeted him with a smile: "Aunt Liao..."

Liao Rong glanced at An Zhiwen, as if she had just seen him, "Zhiwen, you are here." He nodded, and walked into the room.

An Zhiwen once again awkwardly introduced to Jing Gao: "My father-in-law continued six years ago. Strong woman. At the helm of the Zhao Group. She is one year younger than Shiyan, Chinese New Year's Eve is thirty-four years old this year. ”

Jing Gao gave him a lot of face and said, "Hmm." "Suddenly, I roughly understood why An Zhiwen's company couldn't do it.

It's just that Professor Zhao's family is in trouble!

He easily sounded Yuan Hua's BMG in "Charlotte's Troubles": True love is like a vast grassland... A cut of cold plums...