The days passed slowly in the midst of non-stop pulling and doing things.

For Zhao Song, this kind of day of doing things according to instructions and scolding the soldiers when he is free is a rare easy time, because he doesn't need to use his brain~

Just do a good job, and during this time, he even quarreled with some officers.

Before that, he was almost driven crazy by the huge think tank behind him - those huge teams of psychologists, economists, politicians, business and financial elites, and the plans made by Zhao Song were simply a headache.

Yu Qiuyu once said that our history is too long, the scheming is too deep, there are too many art of war, the black box is too big, the inside story is too thick, the tongue is too greedy, the vision is too mixed, and the expectation is too dangerous, so there is such a thing as over-thinking, Zhao Song thought it was true.

The think tank's plan has been considered too much, and it is a good thing to be comprehensive, but if you want to not offend anyone, the final result is that everyone will be offended, Zhao Song will not do such stupid things, as long as the things you do are in the interests of the vast majority of people.

The plan has already been finalized, and how to implement it depends on Zhao Song's considerations, but Liao Yingzhu's extreme micro-operation is an unplanned thing, and now it seems that the effect is good.

So, now he's happier enjoying his rare leisure time.

Even on July 13th, he was able to ask for leave to come out and get together with Li Linna and Xiaoyu.

For no other reason, because on this day, the President of the International Olympic Committee, Comrade Samaranch, will announce the host city of the 2008 Olympic Games in the evening.

No one knows how long the flower growers have been preparing for this day, and no one knows how many civil servants have worked hard for this day, just like Zhao Song's colleagues in the Xijiao Hotel, who worked hard to ensure the smooth progress of the meeting, not for the people to thank them, but for the leaders to remember them.

Therefore, those people can be left alone, they must have deserved rewards, and some others, Zhao Song will seriously remember their names, no matter what they do in the future, and where their nationality becomes........

Members of the Olympic Bid Organizing Committee: Zhang Yimou, Yang Lan, Gong Li, Deng Yaping, He Zhenliang......

July 13, 2001, 9 p.m.

There is still an hour before the successful bid for the Olympic Games, location, Moscow.

Shanghai, the five-star Grand Hotel in Ritz-Carlton.

"I have vodka in my left hand, Bobosha in my right hand, Natasha in my arms, singing Katyusha, Ula ~"

On the top floor of the hotel, Zhao Song carried two large bags of wine and cooked food, and happily knocked on the door of the suite.

"Click~"

The door opened, revealing a middle-aged man with a face full of vicissitudes.

Zhao Song was stunned for a moment, and then asked happily, "Cousin?"

Cousin Li Linna hurriedly took the big bag in Zhao Song's hand, and then nodded nervously.

"What about the two of them?"

Zhao Song was not polite, and after handing the bag to his cousin, he followed him into the room, looked at the empty living room, and asked casually.

"Downstairs is holding a cheering party for the Olympic bid, I heard that there are many stars, Lina took Xiaoyu girl downstairs to join in the fun. ”

"Oh~"

Zhao Song nodded seriously, looking at his cousin who was fiddling with cooked food on the coffee table, he couldn't help but get nervous.

Speaking of which, Li Linna's cousin has been in the capital for so long, but he didn't expect the two to meet for the first time in Shanghai, and in the face of this only family member Li Linna admitted, Zhao Song suddenly didn't know how to get along.

My cousin was sweating, and he packed up the coffee table crampedly, and then put away the cooked foods such as sauce beef, peanuts, and pig tails one by one, and then put the wine aside.

The wine is very good, five-star Jin Liufu, but thinking of the identity of the young man opposite, the cousin feels a little unsuitable.......

That's the richest man!

The richest man, if you don't drink Remy Martin, at least you have to Moutai, right?

As for what Remy Martin is, my cousin doesn't know.

"The ......"

Unable to stand the scene that suddenly became quiet, the cousin felt that he should say something, and rubbed his hands nervously, and the cousin suddenly asked in a heartfelt manner, "Do you have a partner?"

Is the richest man, there should be no shortage of objects, right?

This is a good question, Zhao Song nodded thoughtfully, and replied seriously and solemnly: "Yes, your sister~!"

That's right, my sister!

The cousin suddenly realized, and then scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Puff~"

"Haha~"

The two laughed in unison.

Zhao Song opened Jin Liufu's package and poured a glass of wine on one person:

"Brother, drink!"

"Alas~"

The cousin took the glass with both hands and drank it down.

The atmosphere was warm, a richest man and a security guard, talking and laughing, drinking wine and chatting, occasionally looking up at the voting scene on TV.

21:45 minutes.

Li Lina hugged Demu stupidly, Xiaoyu hugged the fat Garfield, and returned to the business suite with an excited face, God knows how they brought these two animals to Shanghai.

"Brother, I saw the star, and I got several autographs!"

Because of the excitement, Xiaoyu's face was red when she spoke.

"What is the fuss about seeing the stars. Zhao Song waved his hand indifferently: "In the capital, how many photos have you taken with Guo Dagang?"

"Is that a star?" Xiaoyu said angrily: "That's a cross talker." ”

"Don't underestimate cross talk, after two years, that master may be more star than a star!"

"Hmph~"

Xiaoyu was too lazy to deal with Zhao Song, who couldn't understand the amorous feelings, so she took two elbows from the coffee table and went to play with Clumsy Stupid.

Zhao Song smiled, turned his head and glanced at Li Linna, and said reproachfully: "Cousin finally came once, and he also gave someone his own house, is there a sister like you?"

Li Linna pursed her lips and smiled, and did not argue, she sat beside Zhao Song happily, wrapping her arm: "I thought you couldn't ask for leave and wouldn't come." ”

"Why don't you have a holiday? It's the Olympics!"

"Hee-hee~"

Seeing that her cousin didn't have any sense of restraint, Li Linna's smile became brighter and brighter: "Zhao Song, the professor said that I went to Paris, and in addition to completing my studies, I can also participate in Fashion Week." ”

"Whatever you want, as long as you can finish your studies on time and return to your home country on time. ”

Li Linna smiled and did not speak.

Zhao Song didn't care, he turned his head and asked loudly, "Xiaoyu, how many points did you get in the math test?"

“81！”

"How much?"

Zhao Song was surprised, "Didn't you do a multiple-choice question by throwing dice?"

"Because the backstage you found me is big~" Xiaoyu also said happily: "Guanyin Bodhisattva bless, I made two wrong choice questions." ”

“.......”

Zhao Song was speechless, he raised his wine glass and greeted his cousin:

"Brother, drink!"

"Alas~"

..........

Time is slowly spent in laughter, and in the business suite, Zhao Song enjoys a rare leisure time wholeheartedly.

It was 21:59.

When the crowd under the big screen outside the hotel building gathered more and more, when Samaranch walked to the microphone with a card on the TV, he put down his wine glass and looked at the screen seriously with a few people.

"Beijing~"

Expected noun.

"Ah~"

Expected cheers.

"Bang~"

Huge fireworks bloom outside the window.

The suite was still quiet until ....... Those classic pictures began to flash in a CCTV set:

CCTV studio, Beijing TV studio, China Millennium Monument, Xi'an, Jinan, Shanghai, Xiangjiang, Macau, Beijing Sports Bureau, Beijing University, an institution in Beijing, bar, Jinmen Coca-Cola Company, a large supermarket scene, another time and space of the Fantasy Group headquarters replaced with 798 Shenzhou Group Industrial Park, Beijing Modern City, citizen families, Beijing West Railway Station......

God knows how many reporters CCTV has dispatched, and God knows how many people in China jumped higher than the sky at 22:00 on July 13.

The cheers outside the window are getting louder and louder, the pictures are constantly switching, and countless celebrities and ordinary people have appeared on the TV screen.

But I don't know why, the four people in the suite didn't say anything, just stared at the screen blankly, without saying a word.

When the time came to 23:27, when the crowd gathered on the Tiananmen Square on TV, the party and state leaders appeared on the tower.

Louder cheers erupted.

Suddenly, I don't know who took the lead in singing, and then a chorus of more than 100,000 people rang out in the largest square in the world.

"The five-star flag flutters in the wind, and the victory song is so loud~

Singing of our dear motherland ........"

This is the grandest live broadcast in the history of the flower planter, no preparation, no rehearsal, no one!

"Singing about our dear motherland, from now on to prosperity and strength~"

As the last lyrics fell, tearful people suddenly appeared on the TV screen.

Suddenly, the picture slowly pulled up, and the panoramic view of the city of Beijing came into the eyes of TV viewers, a city with brilliant fireworks and brilliant lights.

"We won!"

We won.

Zhao Song stood up with red eyes, and experienced this scene again, he was still thrilled by those blood-boiling scenes.

Next to him, my cousin was trying to endure the tears that were about to be left, Li Linna and Xiaoyu were still watching TV excitedly, but their eyes were not red!

Zhao Song frowned and wanted to take a step forward.

"Smack~"

A slap slapped Li Lina on the thigh.

"呲~"

twisted Xiaoyu's arm hard.

Then, seeing that both of them were waiting for him with red eyes, Zhao Song turned his head with satisfaction and continued to watch TV with red eyes.

yes, we won!

In the future, we will continue to win.

And I, too, will win!

Come on, Zhao Song!