Evening.

Bi Bingzhang returned to the capital.

Just got off the plane.

I saw a few missed calls, all of them were the same person, he patted his head, and when he came back, he kept thinking about the owner of the painting, and forgot to update the status in the circle of friends.

The 'era' given by the granddaughter.

The more he uses it, the more comfortable it becomes.

Because he often has to appreciate paintings, he has long thrown away his previous mobile phone, and also encouraged many friends in the industry to watch a video when he usually has nothing to do, which has become one of Bi Bingzhang's pleasures.

Furthermore.

He also likes to play chess.

After seeing the release of 'Time', an idea suddenly popped into my mind.

People can project.

The game should also be able to be projected.

He can use 'time' to project people and chess games, and play against friends thousands of miles away at home, as if in front of himself, for this reason, he specially consulted.

The answer is: Yes.

Thereupon.

He ordered two sets on the spot.

That price.

Gee.

It's so touching.

Fortunately, he can afford it, he is already in his prime, and there is no need to stick to the money and not spend it.

Followed by.

Bi Bingzhang dialed it back.

"Old Bi, why did you just go?" asked there.

"Just on the plane. ”

"I see, come over here and show you a good thing, just by yourself, guaranteed to open your eyes. ”

Hear the words.

Bi Bingzhang had no choice but to agree.

This is a close friend of his, the business is not small, once abandoned the official to engage in business, a few years ago, the wind and water were mixed, and now he is semi-retired, and he is also a person who loves painting, and he likes to dance a few strokes when he has nothing to do.

Half an hour later.

Bi Bingzhang came to a courtyard house in the second ring road.

"Come on, come in and show you something good, I just talked hard from the old leader for more than an hour before I agreed to borrow me for a few days. An old man eagerly pulled him into the study.

The walls are full of paintings.

Arrived at a table.

I have no intention of looking at it.

Bi Bingzhang's eyes widened, and he immediately leaned over and took a closer look, yes, absolutely yes, it was from the same genre as Yunhai, and it was from the same person's handwriting.

"I haven't seen it. The old man said proudly.

Ahem.

Bi Bingzhang straightened up and said, "What's the matter, I've just seen it." ”

"How could it be. ”

The old man didn't believe it.

"What's impossible, to tell you the truth, I just came back from Shanghai, and I saw it at a friend's house, and his picture was a little bigger than yours. Bi Bingzhang said.

"Are you mistaken?" the old man still didn't believe it.

Tang Qing's painting.

The person who gave it was either rich or expensive.

And they are all friends, almost no one in the industry has seen them, and he only saw them when he went to the old leader's house, he liked it at the time, but the old leader said that he would not cut his love.

One last inquiry.

There is such a history.

"Yes, I also bought a few apprentices from the genre. You said this painting was borrowed?" Bi Bingzhang remembered what he had just heard.

The old man nodded: "Yes." ”

"Do you know where to buy it?" Bi Bingzhang asked busily.

"I know where, but I can't buy it. The old man shook his head slightly, he was not familiar with Tang Qing, let alone had business dealings, he was a businessman, and Tang Qing was already at the peak of Chinese businessmen.

Buy?

It's good for people to show you.

"Why?"

Bi Bingzhang was a little crazy.

You always like to talk halfway.

"The person who paints the painting is not short of money, he only gives it to his friends, not sells it. The old man said the same painting as Yunhai.

Bi Bingzhang's eyes rolled.

Said arrogantly: "Ten million pairs, I don't believe he won't." ”

Hear the words.

The old man pursed his lips.

"If people don't like it, it's useless for you to have 100 million pairs, they all said that people are not bad at money, and my worth can only be average in the eyes of others, so don't worry about it. ”

His family assets are nearly one billion yuan.

Bi Bingzhang is only about 200 million, I don't dare to say to buy it, you better rest.

"Who is he?" asked Bi Bingzhang.

"No, on TV. The old man looked at the large TV in the study.

At this time.

CCTV news was playing on the TV.

"Yesterday, there was a march in downtown Seattle, USA, and the marchers said that they hoped that Microcrystalline Technology would put the 'Time' assembly center in Seattle to create jobs, which was the first case in Seattle this year... ”

Read.

Bi Bingzhang was stunned.

He was still quite bright, and immediately extracted a few of the keywords.

United States.

Seattle.

Time.

Microcrystalline Technology.

Together, it is --- Tang Qing.

Then.

His brain extracted another title.

--- Tang trillion.

'Grunt'.

Bi Bingzhang's throat squirmed.

This answer made it difficult for him to accept, but his old friend would not play tricks on him, and he also understood what Yunhai meant when he said that he was not short of money. If it's true, you come to the door with a million, and people don't bother to pay attention to you.

Kung fu of drawing.

People have earned a few millions.

Don't care at all.

"Is it really him?" Bi Bingzhang asked in shock.

"Hmm. ”

The old man nodded and exclaimed: "This son, too good, the title of Tang Trillion Yuan, I think it won't take long to sit down, it's terrible, how can a person be so good." ”

"He's not a man, he's a demon. ”

Bi Bingzhang remembered the comments on the Internet.

Three years.

Trillion.

Is this something that people can do?

"By the way, it's okay to look at it, don't go around publicizing it, and don't take pictures, the old leader said, Tang Qing likes to be low-key," the old man reminded. Such an excellent person, humble as a gentleman.

Pity.

He has no granddaughters.

"Oh, good. ”

Bi Bingzhang nodded hurriedly.

At this time, he also had a mentality similar to Yunhai--- he didn't dare to talk nonsense. But he believes that paper can't contain fire, and such an excellent person will one day shock the world again.

。。。

Qingyan City.

Manor.

Tang Kai received the exact news.

The above passed the application for the cooperative construction of charging piles, and the formal formation of the document was issued, although it is only a pilot, but as long as it is done, it can start a real large-scale promotion.

Now.

The most important thing is to put up the company shelf.

Department of Energy.

PetroChina.

Sinopec.

State Grid.

Transportation/Ministry.

These five are all giant enterprises or ministries in Beijing. Fortunately, the Energy Bureau also hopes to promote it, and it is passed by the top, and the policy resistance is gone, and at most the process is controversial.

For example, the distribution of benefits.

Relatively speaking.

The traffic problem is minimal, because whether it is a gasoline car or an electric car, they have to pay for the highway, and their interests are not affected in any way, which is nothing more than suing the highway service area to give a piece of land.

The same goes for the State Grid.

Electricity was used.

They can make money, why not, it's just a few more lines to pass. The more troublesome thing is that there are two remaining energy sellers, charging piles, which will definitely affect them.

Therefore.

In terms of equity in the new company, there will naturally be a bias.

But.

These are all trivial matters, and the only thing he has to worry about now is whether he can bring in so much private capital, because no matter how you look at it, this company has too heavy state-owned characteristics.