Chapter 55: Return to Red Dust

The photo of Han Hao holding a red rose at Song Qing's funeral spread all over China at once, and people can see this picture everywhere on the Internet, television, and newspapers.

"You see, I'll just say, there must be an unusual relationship between the two of them. ”

In the women's dormitory of Huaqing University, Chen Lingxi's roommate pointed to the photo on the computer screen and said.

"Unexpectedly, this richest man in Han is also a seed of infatuation, what a good combination of talents and beauties, separated by yin and yang. If I ......"

Seeing this, another girl chimed in.

"You guys, let's accumulate some virtue, everyone is gone, don't talk behind people's backs. ”

Chen Lingxi interrupted the small talk of her roommates, Song Qing is a female reporter she admires very much, daring to go deep into the most dangerous places to interview, and now it is a pity that she died suddenly and unexpectedly.

Han Hao suddenly disappeared without a trace since he returned to Jiangzhou after attending the funeral in the capital, but before leaving, he still informed the secretary that he had to be quiet, so that everyone would not have to worry and would come back in a few days.

A young pilgrim suddenly came to the secluded Yuntai Temple, and after meeting with the abbot Jinghai, he lived in the room, and three meals a day were delivered to the door by the layman, and he stayed in the house for many days looking at the bamboo sea in the back mountain.

Needless to say, this young pilgrim is Han Hao, and he just wants to find a place to stay now, away from the hustle and bustle of Hongchen.

Song Qing's sudden departure hit him hard, and various emotions such as regret, chagrin, self-blame, disappointment, and frustration have come to his heart these days. Han Hao found that he couldn't find anyone to talk to, so it was his best choice to come to Yuntai Temple in the deep mountains to lick his wounds alone like a wounded wolf.

Sitting on the wealth of a rich country, but unable to protect a beloved woman, he didn't understand the value of the other party until he lost it, and he wanted to cherish it but never had a chance again, Han Hao had doubts about his life for a while.

"Tuk-tuk—"

Abbot Jinghai knocked on the door and came in, and he personally brought lunch to Han Hao.

"Master Han, everyone has their own things to do in each time period. Things in the red dust have to go back to the red dust to solve, the original 'things are man-made' four words must not be forgotten, you have been staying in the small temple is afraid that you will not be able to solve the problem.

The Buddha said that everyone who comes to the world is a process of suffering and a process of cultivation. From the emperors and generals to the common people, they all have their own troubles, and everything will not go well.

But those who can achieve great things in the world, they are actually one of the many sentient beings, with the same joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and the same timidity and vulnerability. It's just that while they are going through this, they will not forget the responsibilities they shoulder, and they still do what they have to do!

I don't know what you've been through, but in Lao Gao's opinion, there is no hurdle that people can't get over, because everything is man-made!"

A pair of eyes that saw through the red dust, and the words of the enlightened abbot of the Pure Sea shook Han Hao's heart.

"It's man-made - I still haven't understood the Zen of this sentence early after all. You're right, everyone has their own things to do at a certain time period. ”

Spit out a big mouthful of turbid air, Han Hao muttered.

Siren is gone, and the best thing to miss her is to be herself and face the responsibility on her shoulders.

He thanked Abbot Jokai and began to pack his clothes and prepare to descend the mountain.

Before going down the mountain, Han Hao took out a stack of money from his bag and handed it to the abbot of Jinghai as accommodation and food expenses, but he was rejected.

"Lord Han Shi, our Yuntai Temple is not isolated from the world, and TV broadcasts can be received. Every year, the temple regularly receives a large amount of incense money anonymously, presumably it is your handiwork. So, in fact, you have already paid for the accommodation and food at your temple!"

Since Han Hao's last arrival, Yuntai Temple has received a large amount of incense money every year. According to Han Hao's popularity, his true identity, the abbot of Jinghai already knew.

After going down the mountain, Han Hao took the shuttle bus back to his parents' house in Hushan first, and he felt that he hadn't gone back to see his parents for a long time.

A few days ago, Wang Guifen inexplicably received a call from his son Han Hao, saying that he was going to find a place to take a few days off, and it was normal for the phone to be unreachable.

Due to the lag in information dissemination, Wang Guifen, who realized it later, saw a photo of her son attending the funeral from a newspaper in the hands of a neighbor the next day.

Newspapers speculated that Han Hao, the richest man in China, must have an unusual relationship with Song Qing, a beautiful journalist who died young, because a bright red rose stood out among the white roses.

Seeing the news that Han Hao suddenly proposed to take a vacation when he contacted him here, Wang Guifen understood seven or eight points in her heart, and she was afraid that her son really had a deeper relationship with this female reporter. When she called again, Han Hao's mobile phone was always unreachable, which made Wang Guifen anxious, for fear that her son would not be able to think of something stupid.

I couldn't sleep well for a few days, and now my mouth is bubbling with fire, and Wang Guifen is in extreme anxiety.

"Wang-"

The puppy Trinity was lying on the renovated wide floor, heard a familiar footsteps, and immediately barked.

Before, Han Hao's parents said that they would rebuild the house, and after about a year of construction, it has now been completed and moved in. The whole three-and-a-half-story house is much more modern, especially ventilated and bright, and it is a very good mansion in the town.

According to the financial resources of the Han family, this is actually a big downgrade.

Soon, a familiar figure pushed open the door, and the dusty Han Hao went home.

"It's good to be back—"

I wanted to say a few words about why my son was always so willful and worried the family, but seeing the little more gray on Han Hao's head, Wang Guifen endured it again.

She had never seen Han Hao look so embarrassed, her son had always been high-spirited, but after this ordeal, he was obviously much older.

"I'm so hungry, Mom, make me something delicious. ”

Hearing Han Hao's slightly relaxed tone, Wang Guifen knew that her son was not too depressed, so she put her mind at ease.

After the renovation, Han Hao's room is equipped with a separate bathroom, so there is no need to run downstairs to take a shower like before.

Turning on the shower head and seeing himself in the mirror, Han Hao also noticed a little gray hair suddenly popping out of his head, no wonder his mother was surprised when she saw her just now.

After taking a hot bath, he came downstairs, his mother had already made egg noodles for Han Hao for one night, and the smell of the familiar smell made him can't help but have a big appetite, and he lowered his head and gobbled it up.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are all the will of the Bodhisattva, everything pays attention to fate, don't be too sad. ”

Hearing his mother speak, Han Hao's action of eating noodles slammed suddenly, and then two teardrops couldn't help but fall down his face and drip into the noodle soup.

"Well, I understand—"

Han Hao endured his emotions, closed his eyes and gulped down and ate all the noodles and soup without leaking anything.

Public opinion has added fuel and vinegar to the hype about the relationship between Han Hao and Song Qing, both of whom are well-known celebrities, and naturally have attracted enough eyeballs.

Despite the wind and rain in the city, Han Hao didn't bother to pay attention to and respond to these. Maybe he didn't think it was a bad thing to bear the name of Song Qing's boyfriend, even if the two never really started dating.

The news of Han Hao's appearance at the Hushan base spread quickly, which made the Zhonghua Group, which was in the whirlpool of public opinion and a little impetuous, settle down as if he had taken a reassuring pill. As long as Han Hao is there, he is the irreplaceable mainstay of the Zhonghua Group.

Zhonghua Group is Han Hao's Zhonghua Group, and the group has long been deeply imprinted with him, and as the founder, he has incomparable influence.

Now the Hushan base has been stripped of the design and development function and has become a pure manufacturing base for micro-cars, motorcycles and pickup trucks.

But here is 40% of the sales of today's Chinese micro-car market, 30% of the motorcycle market, and 36% of the pickup truck production capacity, and the huge manufacturing chain makes Hushan a well-deserved automobile and motorcycle capital.

Every day in Hushan, there are big trucks to transport Huaxia brand vehicles to all parts of the country, and at the same time, various raw materials are continuously eaten from major ports, digested locally and turned into auto and motorcycle parts, which are supplied to Zhonghua Group to form a closed cycle.

On the occasion of returning to Hushan this time, Han Hao took time to enter the factory workshop for on-site inspection. Although everyone knew what trouble Han Hao was facing recently, no one dared to take the initiative to mention it in front of him. Compared with before, Han Hao was now even more majestic, exuding a silent oppressive aura all over his body.

Don't touch the moldy head and scales of the leader, this is a rule that professionals must know.

"The newly established Ministry of Commerce has just placed an order with us for 3,000 'Hsiungfeng' police motorcycles, half of which will be donated to Russia free of charge, and the other half will be divided between Indonesia and Venezuela. This is another large official order since the Ministry of Public Security purchased from us. ”

The Xiongfeng police motorcycle is transformed from the Huaxia State Guest Motorcycle, which has more practicality than the State Guest Car.

Zheng Nan, who is in charge of the motorcycle business, said excitedly.

It can be purchased by the national department, which shows that Huaxia motorcycles have been recognized by the national strength, and these police motorcycles will represent the national image and go abroad to give them to other countries for use.

"In addition, our export business has been newly expanded to Eastern Europe and Africa, and many local distributors have come to ask for agents. Compared with cars, it was our motorcycles that planted the red flag all over the world first. ”

When it comes to the achievements of motorcycles, Zheng Nan is extremely proud, Huaxia Motorcycle is now not only well-known in China, but also has a certain influence in the world.

"The domestic market is facing saturation, and the strategy of going out is the right path for motorcycles. It seems that motorcycles are the vanguard of the group, and in the future, the main force of automobiles will follow you. How did you deal with the lawsuit in Thailand?"

Han Hao asked after listening to Zheng Nan's introduction.

In Thailand, Suzuki and Honda filed separate lawsuits in court for infringement of their intellectual property rights.

"We have requested assistance from the Ministry of Commerce and the Embassy in Thailand, and at the same time hired well-known lawyers in Thailand and prepared sufficient evidence to prove that the models sold by Huaxia Motorcycle in Thailand are all new products with completely independent property rights. Two years ago, I didn't dare to say such things, but now the Japanese side is looking for fault for no reason. We can't help it, we're beating their products to the ground. With the quality reaching 80% of theirs and the price being only 60%, consumers naturally know how to choose the right one. ”

Huaxia Motorcycle did imitate Japanese motorcycles back then, but after years of technical precipitation, many fields have their own unique technology, and they are no longer the little brother who plagiarizes behind Japanese brands. Suzuki and Honda deliberately chose to sue in pro-Japanese Thailand, striving to influence the layout of Huaxia Motorcycle in ASEAN.

To this end, Huaxia Motorcycle also found the Ministry of Commerce and the embassy of the country to put pressure on the Thai side, requiring it to at least have a bowl of water for a flat trial.

"Behind the competition in shopping malls is always inseparable from the wrestling of the country, and without the support of the motherland, it is really difficult to move an inch outside. The stronger the country, the more confident our China Group will be to deal with all kinds of unprovoked provocations. ”

As a relatively successful enterprise going abroad, Zhonghua Group must rely on the development of national resources. You go to other people's homes to grab food, how can you do it without a backer behind you!

Han Hao knows this truth, and at the same time, he is about to experience it once in China.