2003 was the peak year of the first generation of private entrepreneurs.

In the past April, Hurun still ridiculously put the Delong system at the top of the list in the 'Top 50 Planting Flower Capital Control'.

It's a pity that they are standing at the top of the wave, and the tide has receded, but they have not followed.

After more than 20 years of reform, these grassroots entrepreneurs never seem to miss any opportunity to grow, and they have also connived at a generation of unrestrained wealth groups, resulting in them focusing on profits and reckless consequences.

They stand too high, even if the water is calm under their feet, it is like a hard concrete floor, which is broken to pieces, and then becomes nourishment, which becomes rich nourishment for the development of the flower economy in the future.

As a result, a new generation of wealth heroes have risen in major national economic strategies, real estate, finance, automobiles, ...... and the Internet.

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May 20, Purple Jade Villa.

"It involves bank loans of 16 billion, 320,000 related employees, and more than 100,000 individual investors. 16 hours a day, 12 meetings......"

"Smack~"

A handwritten document was slapped on the coffee table, and Zhao Song scratched his chin and looked at Wen Zhenwen: "The meeting was all about fund scheduling, Aunt Wen, how do they manage the enterprise and develop profits every day?"

Wen Zhenwen seemed to have expected Zhao Song's surprise, she shrugged her shoulders and said lightly: "Isn't this an accident? In the past two days, there has been a CEO of G company who has cried bitterly under the gaze of many media, begging them to repay the money. ”

"You deserve it!" Zhao Song gloated, "I actually believe in the yield of 22 points, God knows what he thought in his head at that time, it is impossible to invest in Shenzhou's stocks so high." ”

After listening to Zhao Song's words, Wen Zhenwen nodded and said, "Looking at your appearance, don't you dare to be interested?"

"No interest at all. Zhao Song shook his head firmly, "Tesla's finance team is dealing with financing, and now only that god himself can sort out this thing in the world." We, especially Zhongguancun Holdings, don't touch it, and we can't touch it. ”

"Okay. Although it was an expected answer, Wen Zhenwen still packed up the information with a little pity, "In fact, they have done quite well in the integration of the cement industry, power tools, auto parts and other industries." ”

"They're doing better in the stock market!" Zhao Song angrily pointed to the file bag and asked, "This is a semi-confidential document, where did it come from?"

Wen Zhenwen replied with a smile: "The partner inadvertently forgot it in the company, do you want to check it?"

"There's something to check. Zhao Song leaned his head back on the sofa, rolled his eyes and said, "Someone wants to make an idea from me, shouldn't they be secretly plotting, how can the whole world know about it?"

"Oh?" Wen Zhenwen said unexpectedly, "What about someone else's reminder? ”

"Anyone else, almost everyone. Li Wei put a small leader on the side, Chen Ning hung up a person and left him idle, and my master also called to remind him......"

"Which master?"

"Deputy S Director (the old chairman of electronic control)," Zhao Song replied, and then continued, "Xingsheng also came to the door to remind me not to touch Delong, he said that he would find a way, and it was also a big thunder, much safer than Delong......"

“...... Interesting. ”

Wen Zhenwen glanced at Zhao Song thoughtfully, and suggested: "Anyway, Bamboo is nothing to do in the United States, why don't you let her come back?"

"Okay. Let her be hidden, go directly to Shanghai, and check Huahong's first quarter financial statements by the way, and I will go there to meet the board of directors in a few days. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Song scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Aunt Wen, I can handle it alone, isn't this the quiet period coming soon, I just want to take advantage of this time to rest more, accompany Xiaoyu, and solve personal problems by the way." ”

Wen Zhenwen glanced at the tall pile of documents amusedly: "Then you can have a good rest." ”

With that, she took her leave and left.

Although things are unreasonable, she can guess what those people want to do: it seems that for the current Zhao Song, only Xiao Wang's cake is nutritious and delicious, originally he wanted to sell it for 10 yuan, but when Zhao Song wanted to buy it, the cake was suddenly not Xiao Wang's alone, there may be Xiao Li, Xiao Zhao, etc., and the price has become 1000 yuan.

It's not illegal, but it's disgusting.

But as the richest man, especially the richest man who holds positions in many state-owned enterprises, needless to say, he only needs to emphasize a sense of social responsibility to Zhao Song, so that he has to stand up.

De'Longhi alone involves more than 200 listed companies, not to mention that it's not just De'Longhi that is thundering. He will certainly have to step up and cut his losses.

At that time, the company's money (Zhongguancun Holdings) will be handled by itself, and Zhao Song's private money will be checked by Liao Yingzhu, which will be more or less insured.

As for Tesla, not to mention foreign countries, just pulling out the list of its domestic shareholders, no one will think of the idea of fighting it.

However, there is another company that is not under Zhongguancun Holdings.

Wuming Technology.

Wen Zhenwen, who walked to the door, stopped, and just wanted to remind Zhao Song, when he suddenly heard the mobile phone ringing in the living room, he could only shake his head and close the door gently.

............

"Hey, Mom?"

"Why did you run to Sanya?"

"Want to buy a house? ”

"Not enough money?"

Zhao Song put down his phone, looked at the number displayed on the screen seriously, and then picked it up again and asked, "Where's the money?"

"Why are you still speculating in stocks, I'll send you money if you lack money!"

"Who is the god of stocks? David, Bamboo, and me?"

Zhao Song frowned, and changed the mobile phone to the other ear: "Mom, who do you listen to? We never speculate in stocks, and entering the stock market before is a commercial means, which is to make short-term predictions of stock prices according to the company's products, marketing, market expectations and other conditions, so as to achieve a certain purpose of competing with business opponents......

“......”

"I'll tell you something, if you tell you about those companies, it's insider trading, it's illegal. ”

“......”

"Okay, if you don't want to buy Shenzhou, just buy some bank stocks," Zhao Song said as he took out his wallet that he hadn't used for a long time from the drawer, "How much is the house?" Okay, I'll transfer 50W to you, don't buy too big, and spend the rest as you like." ”

“......”

"Why do you say this again? Okay, okay, I'm trying to get married sooner. ”

"Take the child, don't use this, how tired, I'll bring it myself, and the child will come and see it when you think about it." ”

These two next-generation relatives brought his sister's children to 6 years old to be able to play and eat chicken by themselves, and Zhao Song really didn't dare to let the older generation take the children.

"Okay, don't talk about it, pay attention to your body. ”

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Song immediately flipped up his wallet, and all kinds of black and gold cards were still on the coffee table, before he found a postal savings card and a CCB dragon card.

“......”

After staring at the two savings cards for a long time, Zhao Song raised his head in confusion.

"What do those people want to do, how did they become gods?"

"Also, how long has it been since I spent money on myself?"

There's no money in the card.

Or maybe not enough money.

His private funds are all handed over to Liao Yingzhu to take care of, and Tesla's salary account is also on her side.

As for the salaries of several other companies, they are hung in the names of these two cards, but they are only one dollar, and it seems that they have also handled a donation agreement?

Suddenly, he reacted, patted his head funny, found one from a pile of black cards, and called the personal assistant behind him:

"I'm Zhao Song, what is the supplementary card limit of this card?"

“......”

"Okay, thanks. ”

hung up the phone, sent a text message to Zhao's mother, put down the phone and walked out the door.

Of course, he can find a random company to settle the accounts, but he still wants to toss it himself, at least to have a taste of life.

Well, although 500,000 is completely out of step with the so-called taste.

............

Outside the door, Xiaoyu's voice was already clearly angry.

She and Bai Li, who was full of shopping bags, stood outside the gate, and under the gaze of the two live lions, they struggled to hold the stupid and complained loudly:

"Brother, is it a German pastor or a second ha, how can there be a German Mu with a dead face and let people carry away?"

"Demu, Demu. Zhao Song took the stupid with difficulty, and had a further understanding of Xiaoyu's brute force in his heart, "Isn't it just a little bit of personality, which means that we are well raised." ”

"Hmph. ”

Taking a few shopping bags from Bai Li's hand, Xiaoyu walked into the villa arrogantly.

"It's time for rebellion, and you'll have a headache. Bai Li teased with a smile, and also stepped into the house with enchanting steps.

Zhao Song smiled indifferently, glanced at the two live lions who were watching the excitement, and said, "Get off work early today, and it's cool to go into the house." ”

"Thank you, brother. ”

Lezi licked his face and came up, flattering.

"Don't call me brother, I'm just afraid that your own brother will be sunburned. Stuffing the stupid into Xizi's arms, Zhao Song said angrily, "Let's go, enter the house." ”

............

In the villa, Lezi, who was following behind Zhao Song and Xizi, with the same eyes as all men, first stared at Xiaoyu who was paralyzed on the sofa without any image for a while, and then reluctantly looked away and glanced at Bai Li greedily.

Watch her gently fiddle with her shopping bag, watch her gracefully pick up fruit, watch her bewitching skirt sitting, watch her open delicate mouth.......

Swallowing his saliva, Lezi asked quietly, "Brother, why do women ask before sitting down to touch their buttocks?"

Xizi's face was flushed, she put down her stupidity, she didn't dare to look at Bai Li's playful gaze, and just wanted to tell him that this was the etiquette of wearing a skirt and sitting posture, but Zhao Song snatched the conversation:

"Because she just farted and pulled off her skirt to dissipate the smell. ”