Yang Fei looked calm and asked, "How did you run?"

Ma Feng gasped and said: "He said he wanted to go to the bathroom, I didn't think much about it, I found a public toilet on the side of the road, I solved a small one, he said he wanted a big one, I smoked a cigarette outside, called him twice, he didn't agree, and when I went in to see it again, he was gone." ”

"Where did you run from?"

"There's only one window, it's very high, and I don't know if he climbed out of it. ”

"No trace?"

"Nope. The windows were always open for ventilation, but it was really high! I had a hard time climbing up! and the windows were small. ”

"Where are you now?"

"I'm looking for him. ”

"Hey!" Yang Fei said, "He didn't run just now! ”

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain?" Ma Feng gasped.

"Mostly, yes. ”

"I'll go back and see. ”

"Don't look for it, he's definitely gone. This Gao Yi is still as cunning as a fox!"

"Fei Shao, I'm sorry for my fault. ”

"Don't think about it too much, just forget it if you run away! If you can run away from the monk, you can't run away from the temple! Come back!"

"I'll look for it again. ”

"Since he wants to escape, how can he be so easily found by you?"

"I shouldn't have come out, I should have been in the toilet with him. ”

"What a big deal, it's okay, after a while, he will come to me himself. ”

"I'm sorry, fly less. I messed things up. ”

"Come back, I'll say it's okay. ”

Yang Fei put down the phone and said with a smile: "This Gao Yi really ran away." ”

The mouse was surprised: "Fei Shao, listening to your tone, you already knew that he would run?"

"He's definitely going to run! He's not a fool! If he enters the bureau, he's going to be locked up for a while, and it's not easy for him to escape from the tiger prison, so how can he easily get into the cell?"

"Fei Shao, in that case, it would be good if you sent two more people to escort me just now, and I can go with it! With me here, it will be difficult for him to fly with his wings. ”

Yang Fei said meaningfully: "I deliberately let him go." ”

"Deliberately let him go?" said the mouse, "Why?"

Yang Fei said: "If you don't let him go, how can I find the clue I want?"

The mouse looked confused: "Fly less?"

Yang Fei said: "Guess, who will he go to at this moment?"

The mouse said: "Looking for Gao Qin?"

Yang Fei said: "I guess, he should be in a hurry to go back to the office." If I'm not mistaken, there should be some very important but very secret information in his office, last time the accident was too urgent, he didn't have time to take it, and today he is in such a hurry to escape, he must want to get back those materials. ”

The mouse sighed: "What kind of information is that?

Yang Fei said: "I guessed too." Because I have some of that. He has more intimate information than I do, because he has more secrets than I do!"

The mouse said: "Then I don't understand." If it's a secret material, why should it be kept in the office?"

Yang Fei said: "Because when he is in the office, he spends more time than at home. And of course, there are several safes in the office, and even if he adds an extra private safe, it won't attract attention. The company's management is strict, and the idle people can't easily enter his chairman's office. Even if he loses the company's information, it is safe to put it in the company, because the most dangerous place is the safest, and no one thought that he would blatantly put the information that endangers the company in the company. ”

The mouse said: "Tut, there are a lot of doorways here." I can't play it. ”

Yang Fei said: "When you sit in this position, you will naturally know what to think and do." ”

The mouse smiled: "I don't have this opportunity in my life." ”

"Haha! Then work hard in the next life. ”

"Fei Shao, where are we going next?"

"Go home! ”

"Don't wait for news from there?"

"When there's news, I'll hear it. Yang Fei stretched, "The manuscript is still short of the last few chapters, and after I finish writing, I have to revise it a few times, so I have to be busy!"

When he got home, Yang Fei didn't alarm Chen Mo, he came to the study, turned on the computer and started working.

It is actually a very difficult thing for him to sum up the successful experience.

There are some things that are easier for you to do than difficult to write.

And there are things that you can do, but you can't write them about.

Like the Peach Blossom Village Hot Spring, where did the hot spring come from?

Isn't it just an underground hot spring that was dug into a few deep underground wells?

Are these hot springs rich in minerals, are they beneficial to the human body, and who has done the test?

You can do this kind of thing, but writing it is self-disclosure.

Also, how did Yang Fei earn his first pot of gold?

How is this written?

Even if it is written truthfully, how much reference will it have for others?

He made his first money by selling laundry detergent in the Nanhua Factory, and then sniped in the stock market and found the real first pot of gold.

If it weren't for doubling the stock market, he wouldn't have been able to open a factory so quickly.

In the primitive accumulation of funds, there are always some things that cannot be said to others.

Of course, writing a book is art, and it is impossible to reflect life truthfully, so he will carry out deep processing and cold or hot treatment.

What Yang Fei wants to write is a story between the rise of the grassroots.

A book should be written beautifully and durably, and there is too much knowledge in it.

Yang Fei sorted out his life for nearly ten years, extracted 30 fragments, and wrote 30 chapters, each chapter tells a story of his own business, and then triggers a thought, discussion, and then expounds the truth, gives some advice to entrepreneurs, and then kneades into some news allusions of the month, economic, financial, and political events, combined together, to show that small business is inseparable from the big truth.

It's a good book when you talk about it, and it's a good book when you write it with relish and engaging.

As for polishing, rhetorical techniques and other literary talents, Yang Fei still has them, he has read books for decades, ancient literature and poetry, and he doesn't know how much he has read, and he doesn't need to pile up too many gorgeous rhetoric to write books, and to make the words more plain, but more eye-catching.

Thirty chapters, he is five chapters away.

In these five chapters, he is considering, should he write all the grievances and hatreds between him and the Gao Group and the Shas Company?

There is also the battle between Procter & Gamble and Unilever, which can also be written, and this kind of business war between large groups may be more attractive.

Yang Fei was thinking about it when the phone rang violently.

It was Yidai who called.

Seeing that it was her call, Yang Fei smiled to himself.

"Yidai. He shouted pleasantly.

"Boss, didn't disturb your rest, did you?"

"I haven't rested yet, I'm waiting for your call. ”

"Huh?"

"Is there any news from Gaoyi?"

"Huh, how do you know?"

"Hehe!" Yang Fei pretended to smile profoundly, "Is he going back to the office?"

"Oh my God, boss, you're so godly! You even know this? My worship of you is like a surging river, endless!"

Yang Fei said: "Nonsense! Otherwise, you won't be able to listen to him!"

“......”