Xiagou Village is like a child forgotten by the city, it looks ugly, can't see the world, hides behind high-rise buildings, and is ashamed. The house is not a neat and harmonious color, there are all kinds of faces, pink and white walls, red bricks, porcelain tiles, like cloth hanging in a dyeing workshop, colorful and uneven. The buildings were also built in a haphazard manner, with all kinds of shapes, growing out of the flat ground and emerging from a corner.

Wen Lihua's home is a bit like a triangle, in the center of Xiagou Village, not too far from Youjia's small square.

In November, it gets dark early and cools early, but that doesn't disturb the lively atmosphere at home.

A middle-aged woman, a college student, a little cute girl, plus Garfield and Lianshun Dog, who have become good friends, the scene is harmonious and the atmosphere is warm!

Zhao Song held his bulging stomach, handed the last big stick bone to Lian Shun, and collapsed on the chair panting.

"I haven't eaten Xiaoyu's cooking in a while!"

Putting the last bite of cold salad into her mouth, Wen Zhenwen also nodded approvingly, "If it weren't for Xiaoyu cooking for you, I wouldn't have known that she still had this kind of skill, this little girl was hiding with me at that time!"

Xiaoyu didn't care when she heard it, looking at the leftovers on the table, she smiled happily and bent her eyes, this kind of scene is the best compliment for a chef!

Holding Garfield, who also had a bulging belly, in his arms and rubbing its smooth hair, Zhao Song asked Wen Lihua, "Aunt Wen, how is your new job?"

"I've grown up here since I was a child, what else can I do?" Wen Lihua glanced at Zhao Song, and said angrily: "It's just some trivial things all day, what do you really want to do......" Saying this, Wen Lihua spread her hands and shrugged, "No money!"

"Aunt!" Zhao Song nodded thoughtfully, "We are both fallen people at the end of the world!

"Smack~" A big red chopsticks instantly flew to Zhao Song's head.

Zhao Song smiled and picked up the chopsticks and put them on the dining table, hugged Garfield and stopped talking, Xiaoyu honestly began to clean up the table.

"Do you know how old Xiagou Village is?"

Zhao Song Xiaoyu glanced at each other and shook their heads in unison.

"More than seven hundred years!"

"What?" "The predecessor of Kyoto City in the Ming and Qing dynasties, Yuan Dadu, is only more than 700 years old, and you are the same age as Yuan Dadu?

Zhao Song looked around the room, trying to find an antique from the Yuan Dynasty.

"Guo Shoujing of the Yuan Dynasty dredged the small river, and Xiagou Village was the gathering place of river workers at that time!"

I'll listen carefully to your nonsense, Auntie, Zhao Song looked at Wen Lihua in a daze, and didn't say anything.

"Ahem~" Wen Lihua's face turned slightly red and began to change the topic.

"Zhao Song, the geographical location of Xiagou Village is good!"

Nodding.

"There are many colleges and universities around!"

That's right, not to mention 211, there is not even a key point, two two, two private. There are quite a few army compounds, and the three artillery pieces have only one station. Zhao Song thought silently in his heart, and then nodded.

"Close to the Fifth Ring Road and Badaling Expressway!"

Block you every day. Zhao Song nodded.

"It's only two stops away from Shangdi. ”

Not in rush hour, you can drive for two hours from two stops. Zhao Song still nodded.

"Zhao Song, is this place good!"

"Okay!" Zhao Song gave a thumbs up and nodded sincerely. It's nice after 8 years, not far from the Olympic Forest Park. This alone can double your home price.

"Since it's good, the village-run factory is for you!" Wen Lihua said magnificently, "The nature of the land, I can run it down for you in a month!"

How big is the village-run factory? When Zhao Song opened the leisure club, he once roughly estimated that one and a half football fields were about the same.

This kind of fool who helps others run the formalities doesn't want it, but when dealing with the civil servant in front of him who specializes in pit his family, a fool wants it.

"Auntie, I really don't have any money. ”

"18 million!" Wen Lihua didn't wait for Zhao Song to finish speaking, and then interjected: "Promised this, not only it's yours, all the yards in the village can be rebuilt according to Aunt Zheng's contract, made into an antique building like Xiaoyu, and then leased out." ”

"......" Zhao Song looked at Wen Lihua dumbfounded.

Ten years later, there will be one of the best references, such as Higashigaobeidian Village in Kyoto City, which is "the National Green Well-off Village," "Top Ten Villages for Planting Flowers (Eastern) and Moderately Prosperous Construction," "The Most Beautiful Village in Kyoto," "National Advanced Grassroots Party Organization," "National Civilized Villages and Towns," and "Capital Civilized Village." The senior female party official in that village was a figure who had been on the news network several times.

The antique building rebuilt by Zhao Song is copied from Donggaobeidian Village, Wen Lihua's advanced thinking is not the reason why Zhao Song was surprised, but she has no money and wants to rebuild, but people took office with 200 million.

This is not a fucking homestead reconstruction, this is an urban village transformation.

Wen Lihua smiled, lowered her body and took out a drawing from her briefcase, opened it in front of Zhao Song, and a beautiful antique village appeared in front of Zhao Song and Xiaoyu.

"It's so beautiful!" Xiaoyu sighed, then stretched out her hand and pointed to a small house, and said, "Brother, this is our home." ”

Zhao Song didn't speak, and looked at the drawings carefully. If this is built, how much will it cost to demolish this Nima in ten years? No one will be able to demolish it by then.

But it is not a good thing for the villagers, the value-added agricultural household registration has been preserved, the homestead has been preserved, and every household has a small second-floor townhouse, and the rent of the bottom merchant alone can earn a small million a year.

It's really going to be built...... The one in front of me, who has been a few news broadcasts in the last few times, has raised his own funds, transformed urban villages, and driven ....... good officials to get rich!

Good...... What do you really need money to smash, Zhao Song smashed it, and was speechless for a while.

"The old secretary grew up here, I grew up here, Xiaoyu also grew up here, Zhao Song, Xiagou Village can't be dispersed, scattered, it's the same as the gang of people in Nanfengtai......"

Zhao Song looked at Wen Lihua helplessly, talking about business and money mixed with feelings, are you sea, land and air?

"Let's not talk about whether I have the money or not. Zhao Song thought for a moment, and then asked: "Don't say whether 18 million is expensive or not, assuming I agree, you can use this money to rebuild those yards." ”

"Municipal renovation!" Wen Lihua followed up and said, "Plus the widening of Xiaohe West Road, all this money is used here." ”

"Understood. Zhao Song nodded, glanced at his watch, and then stood up, "Aunt Wen, what's going on with Tesla now, I believe you know, you really can't get away with time and money, wait, wait first, okay?"

"Well, wait, there's no hurry!"

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

The night sky tonight is exceptionally clean and clear, and the stars are palpable.

Coming out of Wen Lihua's house, Zhao Song took Xiaoyu's little hand and strolled through the alleys of Xiagou Village.

"Xiaoyu, if this place is demolished, you will be a rich woman. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Xiaoyu, do you want to stay?"

"Hmm!"

This little girl, 'um' can make two tones, and she is not a top Chinese student who has scored more than 70 points in the test.

Zhao Song smiled and rubbed Xiaoyu's big ponytail and said, "Xiaoyu, Aunt Wen's affairs have been figured out, and the things outside the company have been handled neatly, I plan to earn money seriously for a while, and I may be very busy." ”

"Hmm!"

"Light rain. ”

"Huh?"

"Next time if I take another single-digit physics exam, I'll fire you as a waiter!"

"Humph!"

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

This day is November 13th, nothing special, Zhao Song, who has let go of a lot of worries, lay down on the bed peacefully after sending Xiaoyu back to the cubicle, and fell asleep instantly.

At the same time, on the other side of the ocean, Intel suddenly made a more surprising move, announcing full support for Direct Rambus RDRAM.

By the time an interface was expanded to 16 bits and the Direct Rambus protocol with a clock frequency of 800MHz was put on the table, Intel was already laughing at the future.

Half an hour later, TNTEL officially updated and announced the global availability of the 820 chipset.

Zhao Song slept very soundly, he didn't seem to have slept so peacefully for a long time, and his face sometimes showed a lewd expression, as if he was buried by dense cash in a dream!

And in Zhongguancun, not far from him, with the official announcement of Intel, the invisible radio waves intertwined in the air there, as if it was a suffocating black cloud, slowly drifting in his direction.

In the United States, the PC133 Standard Architecture Consortium began to discuss countermeasures.

Zhongguancun, the conference room of Pengcheng Technology has not slept all night.

The upstream fights the upstream, and the downstream fights the downstream.

The business war that Zhao Song had never been able to predict came ahead of schedule.

Total assets: 610 million, personal funds: 3.5 million.