"Ahem......" Huo Yingdong put his fist to his mouth, coughed violently twice, raised his hand to signal to wait, and then lowered his head and groaned.

The lines that Li Fuzhao wrote just now were replayed in his mind like slow mirror, as if he was facing a big game of chess, substituting into it, and deducing it step by step.

The matter of free planning has been laid out in front of us, and it is going well.

Writing books and selling things, it's also simple.

Underwear, it's just a matter of quantity, the Haojiang trio has already gone to handle it, it's not difficult, and the impact of this matter on the mainland will be put aside for the time being.

Sorting out Chinese culture, it's better to say that you can't do it yourself, others can, and it doesn't matter if Feng Bingfen's qualifications are not enough.

Others can't fight the ball, but you can.

Construction site advertising, this is just business, between difficulty and ease.

The authorized organization seems to be pinched by the Li family, so it doesn't matter, and I won't argue.

But this Kowloon project... Global distribution, a large number of immigrants, and then local political participation...... When everyone else is blind?!

Huo Yingdong suddenly felt a little out of breath, and asked in a deep voice, "So anxious... Three or five years, planting trees and not growing ......"

Li Fuzhao glanced at Huo Yingdong, thinking that you hadn't seen the speed of his work, let alone the efficiency of his planning, and said with a smile: "The civil war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party has only been three years. ”

Huo Yingdong laughed.

At that time, many people thought that the national army would kill the communist bandits with a crushing force, but a bunch of people stared at them and dropped their jaws: the army of eight million was beaten in three years, and it was left on the island to survive......

Someone wrote half a poem for this to praise the good art of war: thousands of miles into fierce tigers, jumping islands and defending democracy!

"Not to be confused...... Small things are okay, this kind of big thing, he is not a superman, even if he is, others are not ,......" Huo Yingdong said in a deep voice.

Li Fuzhao is also hehe, he doesn't know if Li Yiming is a superman, but he is probably a little superpower, otherwise why is his hand so fast? Otherwise, why can he fly and stab people?

"Although he is not a superman, he has superpowers!" Li Fuzhao pretended to be mysterious.

"......?" Huo Yingdong's eyes widened.

"It's very profitable, and it's also very good at using money!" Li Fuzhao stretched out his hand and took out a check and shook it, "Money ability! Of course, you and I also have it, but it's just a little weaker than him......"

Huo Yingdong shook his head with a smile and looked at the ashes in the ashtray: "It's not okay to have money just for this, Ah Zhao! I had money at the time, but I couldn't buy the No. 1 pier, I couldn't rent out the building I built, and I didn't have a phone?"

Huo Yingdong was full of resentment when he said it: "The world is divided into three, how easy it is to talk about, I am afraid that I will be blocked by people from all sides......"

Li Fuzhao's face sank: "That's why you have to be fast! I haven't heard of the world's martial arts, only fast and not broken?"

"Hurry, it's going to go wrong!, and how can this kind of thing be done quickly......" Huo Yingdong still shook his head.

Those cities are moving tens of thousands of people at every turn, and the United States has a population of more than 200 million, how do we move enough people, and how do we move them?

Can't you baa while moving?

Li Fuzhao narrowed his eyes and nodded at Huo Yingdong: "I'm not afraid of making mistakes in this matter, I'm afraid that others will react! So I should be able to do it as quickly as I can,.....

"Hmm......"

"Brother Huo, you are older than me, I am fifty and seven, three or five years, you and I can afford to wait to do it, if it is thirty or fifty years, you and I will not be able to see it, isn't it a pity?" Li Fuzhao sighed.

This is also learned from Li Yiming, after talking about career with the old man, it is best to talk about life.

That kid is really good at manipulating people's hearts!

Huo Yingdong looked at Li Fuzhao with a faint gaze, and nodded approvingly: "Although this is the case, you can't put satellites indiscriminately, you ......"

"When you talk about trees, it's true that they haven't grown much in three or five years, but the grains are a year, and some of the plants I selected for the mainland can also bear fruit that year. Those inventions can be shipped wholesale in March and May in Xiangjiang, and he is still letting people design houses that can be completed quickly......" Li Fuzhao pointed to the ceiling.

He also lived every year, after the period of childhood, impulsive adolescence, thirty and forty are not confused, and fifty know the destiny of heaven...... Know a lot of people!

The young man's heart is uncertain, just like the weather in Xiangjiang, it is too easy to change.

People who originally had a good personality set lofty ambitions, but their temperament changed greatly after liking a woman, and they were going to die or live if they fell out of love... Or because of the opposition of the family and then discouraged and go away......

Li Yiming is now thirteen years old and can keep his heart, but after three or five years, as soon as this hormone comes up, who knows what he will become......

What should I do if I haven't grown taller?

It looks good now, but what if it grows crippled?

Will the pimples become ugly and affect his IQ?

What if the hairline recedes early or even the hair falls out because the mind is too heavy?

And politics is something that can change in a few years, if it doesn't become a big thing sooner,... Who knows what will happen next?!

Some people are "who will be the turbid waves after I die".

If you think so, you can't say that, I, Li, am not a dead man!

Li Fuzhao whispered softly for a while, and looked directly at Huo Yingdong, "Brother Huo, don't you see it?

"Business ......" Huo Yingdong exhaled softly, "I just wanted to do some business back then, and I wasn't ...... Hum!"

He was close to the mainland back then, but he was almost driven out in Xiangjiang, otherwise he would have been the richest man long ago.

Then you don't make less money, Li Fuzhao smiled and said with relief: "This time and that time, Brother Huo!"

Huo Yingdong's eyes flashed, he took a bite of a banana, and was silent.

Li Fuzhao looked at the map on the wall: "Brother Huo, you have to look at the general trend...... The whole West is courting Chinese mainland. Now that the mainland is reforming and opening up, the situation is gradually easing, and then looking at the United States, Japan, Britain, Germany, and France, all of them covet the mainland market,...... We buy things, they sell things, and they won't sell them?"

Huo Yingdong nodded silently: "Of course!"

"Then we have good things, why don't they buy them, there is money to be made!"

"Which ones?" Huo Yingdong pointed under his finger.

Li Fuzhao smiled: "Many, many, many, I still have some books here, you can come and read them when you come back,......"

Huo Yingdong nodded heavily.

"Actually, there are so many Chinese, we are nothing more than to integrate these resources to do things, so how much time do you say it will take to pave this situation, one year, two years, three years of small success, five years of great success, I am not exaggerating! The chessboard is very large, some are local, and what is done is business......

Li Fuzhao dipped his fingers in water and wrote four words on the table, "Subtle... Silent ......"

Huo Yingdong thought about it, stretched out his fingers, and added a cross under the word: "Mohua ......"

For Li Fuzhao, the Chinese power is all over the world, and his status is naturally high, as long as the mainland does not steal his family property, nothing else matters.

For Huo Yingdong, it is also simpler, and it is naturally a good thing for the Chinese to sweep away their weakness.

Regardless of the fact that doctrine is still doctrine, those who are pro-communist and those who are not pro-communist are standing on the same front of nationalism.

The two looked at each other for a while, sympathizing with each other, and there was no harm in all benefits, and this matter was appropriate.

"So, although the plan is good, it depends on how hot this trader can be," Li Fuzhao pointed at Huo Yingdong, "You... I'm okay, but I'm younger, I'm afraid I can't do it!"