"Yiming, you said that our hotel, can this practice be written into the internal reference in the future?" Zhao Hongjun asked in a low voice.

At his level, he could have seen the internal reference a long time ago, isn't the internal reference a must-see document for the head of the central government, the country is so big, the energy of the leaders is limited, and it is very hard for them to find out the path of national development in so many things, but we people also have brains.

However, the internal reference is also divided into levels, the division-level version is the division-level version, and the central-level is the Zhongnanhai version.

"I mean, the superlative!" Zhao Hongjun had a mysterious expression.

"Of course we can, and when we use it well, we still have to get a book!" Li Yiming said happily, "When the time comes, you can also sell money abroad, this kind of management book is very expensive, and a lot of foreign exchange can be earned." ”

"Selling books?"

"Yes, we are very advanced, others have to come to learn, if foreign people come, we charge training fees, absolutely not cheap them!"

Zhao Hongjun was leisurely fascinated, looking forward to the arrival of that day.

"And if we run this place well, and if we run our country well, we will be able to march abroad and build a global network!

"Is that okay?"

"Of course you can, but you have to build your own first, so that it is not easy to make mistakes in replication, otherwise the bigger the stall, the more difficult it is to manage, corporate culture, and the team are very important!"

Zhao Hongjun is excited, do you do this well, and then go to liberate the world?

The telephone rang suddenly, and it was very harsh in the quiet room.

Zhao Hongjun hurriedly picked it up: "Hey, oh, Lao Chen!"

Look at Li Yiming: "Chen Changqing." ”

"Well, I know, he's here with me, let's write the work check together, uh, it's the work plan now, how are you?

Well, rest early, don't want to, you have such a temperament...... Yes, there are a lot of things today, Comrade Yiming made a dragon group, no, it's a cage, it's a cage for catching flies, it's very useful, it's very useful!

I'll tell you, you're there for people to use, right! You take notes and write them down......."

On the phone, Zhao Hongjun said the practice of the fly cage, and waited for the other side to remember: "Lao Chen, I won't talk about anything else, I have to sort it out, I was in a hurry to report just now, and then scolded the old man twice, yes, reporting without making any achievements feels like asking for credit, it's too immodest!"

Hehe, of course I'm not keeping it secret, this will be promoted in the future, and now I haven't done it well, so I have to write it today! Ahem, yes, it's mainly Comrade Yiming who holds the pen......

Well, that's what he thought too, and I also made a little comment.....

Okay, don't hurt me, let's take a good look when you come back, you rest, remember the dragon group... No, it's a cage, it's easy to make!

We also stopped a possible hooligan incident, that is, by phone, very interesting, it is the Xiangjiang person, the person is from Xiangjiang, but whether there is the strength to invest, we are observing,......

Uh, we've made a good system for distinguishing liars, it's very good, it's a system, uh, that's too much, don't ask, this phone bill is very expensive, okay, tomorrow the phone will say, I'm busy......

Okay, listen to one more thing, that is, Comrade Yiming told me a little knowledge of first aid, well, in fact, there are two, if that person gets stuck in the fish bone, don't swallow hard, it will hurt the esophagus, take a bamboo tube and stuff it in your mouth, and use tweezers to clip it out......

Hehe, I don't know, of course bones can also be used, by the way, this is hard, if it is soft and choked, let someone else strangle your stomach hard in the back, upward, you can squirt out, more powerful than a water gun!

You don't believe it, my subordinates also invented the application of mouth cannons, amazing! I'm going to publish this in the newspaper, okay, don't say it anymore, Comrade Yiming is still working hard, I have to help him!"

Zhao Hongjun snapped and hung up the phone, rubbed his face and exhaled and said with a smile: "This old Chen, he is really anxious! Let him hang up and not hang up, this is still a long distance, a waste, go back to the hair and newspaper, everyone read it for yourself!"

Li Yiming also smiled: "This is not a waste, say it in advance, maybe you can save people immediately, there is nothing glorious about saving a Xiangjiang person, we have to save our comrades!"

Zhao Hongjun nodded again and again.

Li Yiming is also very happy, it feels good to have someone to help, and he is one step closer to his goal.

That day, he was caught in the principal's office, powerlessly explaining the inexplicable and terrible future, but he was reprimanded by four adults, slapped hard by his father, expelled from school, and locked in the house,......

He wrote a note with tears on his face, jumped out of the window and jumped downstairs, ran all the way into the distance despite his foot injury, wept loudly in front of his mother's grave, waved to stop the car on the side of the road, and watched the murky river rush east by the river......

Scenes and scenes continue to cross my mind like meteors, but they have faded and faded away, slowly disappearing without a trace.....

At this moment, the gloomy feeling of loneliness and loneliness that once haunted his heart has slowly disappeared, and now there is a father, Uncle Guoping, Uncle Wu, Uncle Zhao, and Grandpa Zhao, so many people are willing to help themselves and believe in themselves.

When I hand over the materials to the central authorities, we will definitely be able to make good use of them and gather all those who love the motherland to study and work hard together!

Our country will become stronger earlier, our people will be rich sooner, and our motherland and people will never worry about being bullied again!

What I know is exactly what I want to change, and that's my responsibility!

......

Li Yiming seems to see that the charming splendor of the future is beckoning to him, it is the world full of flowers in his dreams, and it is the future that he is willing to give everything to indulge in the future!

"Uncle Zhao, look at this ......"

Zhao Hongjun immediately leaned over.

......

The wall clock on the wall kept going, and the minutes passed.

Before I knew it, an hour had passed, the night was deep, and the whole hotel was silent, except for the small insects that kept flying in through the window, and they were more attracted by the light, flying around.

There are also a lot of mosquitoes, but neither of them cares, and if there is, they will directly knock it out.

Jingle bell~

The phone rang suddenly, and Li Yiming stared at the phone tightly, glancing at Zhao Hongjun.

"It's so late, who is in such a hurry......"

Zhao Hongjun muttered softly, picked up the phone, and fed him, but there was a cry on the other side.

Zhao Hongjun frowned and listened for a while, as if he had heard someone, and said in a deep voice: "Zeng Hong? What are you crying about?"

Then he choked up on the other side of the phone, Zhao Hongjun's face changed, and the blood surged up to his head, and then it was all taken away in an instant.

Li Yiming was also stunned, he could hear what was said on the phone, but he would rather not hear it, and would rather his ears have never been so smart.

What he heard was bad news—

Zhao Hongjun's father, the grandfather Zhao who was still talking to him on the phone just now, the grandfather Zhao who listened to him patiently on the phone and praised him for being a good boy, he passed away,...... Just now!

Why?

How so?

"Why, I haven't been on the phone for long... How could it be......" Zhao Hongjun asked in a trembling voice with the phone in his hand.

On the phone, he choked up and said the situation, it was Zhao Hongjun's lover Zeng Hong, who received a call from the nursing home just now, and the old man Zhao passed away suddenly, and it was discovered by the nursing staff.

Originally, he should have gone to bed at this time, but the old man seemed to think about it for a while, and asked the secretary to get the communication book, saying that he would make a few calls, and when the secretary came in again to urge him to rest, he found that the old man was lying on the desk, holding the phone in his hand, and he was out of breath......

Zhao Hongjun gasped as if he couldn't breathe, his originally tall body was weak to lean against the table, his originally powerful hand could barely hold the small phone now, the whole person looked like he was going to fall to the ground, his whole body was trembling slightly, his eyes were already full of tears, and he had slid down his cheeks.

"Uncle Zhao......" Li Yiming stood up slowly, his face was pale, the pen in his hand fell on the table, making a soft sound, and then rolled to the ground, and there was another soft sound.