At the beginning of May, all the listing materials of the revitalization tool were collected and sorted out, and there were almost no problems after the pre-examination and preliminary examination of the city's expert group. Submit to the Securities Regulatory Commission in accordance with the procedures, queue up, and wait for approval.

In April and May, the stock market was in consolidation, jumping up and down, whether it was a downward relay or a reversal, it is estimated that there will be more than one luck. Because the financial crisis in the United States is getting worse and worse, Fannie Mae, Freddie Mac, Lehman Brothers and other black holes have burst out one black hole after another. The financial tsunami swept the world and there was a tendency to collapse.

These have little to do with ordinary people, they don't have much property, they don't have much shrinkage, they just have to live every day. Most of the people who can predict financial crises are well-known economists, and they can be nominated for the Nobel Prize in economics.

After the listing information was submitted, Wenzhu wrote for the sake of the book, and the title of the book was tentatively set as "Track".

What does it mean? The car has rails, people are humane, and the nature is constant, and we must not act rashly. If you dare to do something, you will be punished.

After a period of time, the personnel of Longcheng City in Beijing will pass on the first-hand information about the listing. According to internal sources, the problem is not big, it is only a matter of time.

In mid-May, Wenzhu's beard began to take shape, black and bright, and the roots were like steel needles. Fortunately, pay attention to cleaning, otherwise there will be a smell.

One day at dinner, Tian Yu really didn't like it, and shouted: "Dad, are you pretending to be deep? Or do you want to intimidate the bad guys? You are a person with a head and a face, you should pay attention to your image, your beard is not shaved, it is too sloppy." In the future, you are not allowed to kiss me without my consent. ”

Wen Zhu raised his head, touched his beard with satisfaction, and replied, "Do you know the allusion of the hanging beam thorn strands?"

"You know, doesn't it mean that Sun Jing hangs the beam, Su Qin stabs the stock, forgets to sleep and eat, learns, and seeks fame? Could it be that you also imitate the ancients when you grow a beard?"

"Dad has been going to bed late late, why?"

"Write a book. Oh, I see. You grow a beard for the sake of ambition, spur yourself, don't be lazy, don't write books, don't shave. Tianyu suddenly realized.

"Haha, my daughter's intelligence is almost catching up with me. ”

"Dad, don't underestimate people too much, they have already beyond. ”

"Haha, what you say about transcendence is bragging. ”

Dong Mei watched the father and daughter boast on the side, and said with a smile: "Tianyu, do you know why the sky is so dark?"

"Mom, why?" asked Tianyu with a sideways face.

"The cow has blown you into the sky. ”

The family laughed and was full of joy.

One day, Dong Meiniang came to the door and saw Wenzhu's beard unshaven, with a look of falling and expanding, and she had a lot of opinions. He pulled Dong Mei aside and asked quietly, "Mei, is Wenzhu stimulated by anything?"

"No, Mom. ”

"Then why is he not trimmed, but he is a half-old man at a good age. ”

"Is it that old? That's maturity. Dong Mei corrected.

"It's not pleasing to the eye anyway. ”

Dong Mei smiled and told her about Wen Zhuzhu Hu Mingzhi's book, but she still shook her head.

"Write a book with a beard, but you can't write if you have a beard?

As soon as the words came out, she knew that she was wrong, and she quickly covered her mouth. The son-in-law is a monk, the daughter is not going to be a widow, look at the crow's mouth, "Phew!Phew!" took a look at the study, fortunately the door was closed, and Wen Zhu did not hear it.

Dong Mei couldn't cry or laugh, and didn't know how to explain.

But Tianyu heard it, put down the rubber band in his hand and said to his grandmother: "Grandma, you are not allowed to talk about my father like that!"

"I just told him to shave. You see that his beard is like a hedgehog, and he is not afraid to prick you. ”

"It hurts. Don't say anything!"

"Oh, baby, grandma hurts you in vain. You haven't said anything about your father, you just favor him, if you scold him, don't you want to eat grandma?" grandma teased Tianyu.

"Grandma, do you know the cantilever thorn strands? Do you know how to chisel the wall to steal the light? Do you know the sac firefly reflecting the snow?"

Grandma shook her head and said, "I don't know." Are these things delicious, or can they be sold for money?"

"Grandma, what are you talking about? These are all allusions, stories of the ancients who were determined, indignant, and studied hard. ”

Dong Meiniang seemed to understand it, and Wen Zhu's beard was not so dazzling. Maybe she muttered in her heart that she would go back to the countryside in two days, out of sight and out of mind. Maybe I secretly think that the country lady doesn't know much about the things of the readers, the ones who write books are nerds, and the people who read books are crazy, don't delay the future of nerds.

Wenzhu picks up the lamp every night, does not dare to slack off, and keeps writing. Sometimes frowning, sometimes laughing, sometimes in one go, sometimes unable to hold back a word for half a day, and not being angry. There are joys and pains, and the writer knows it in his heart. Although the framework exists, how to put pen to paper and how to collect it is also troublesome.

Wenzhu writes according to the truth, not deliberately concealing it, as if reviewing the course of life. Know how to cherish and be grateful. If there are mistakes, we should correct them, and if there are good points, we should continue to maintain and reinforce them. If a person is not a sage, who can do without fault? If there is, he will change it, and if he does not, he will be encouraged. Through writing books, Wenzhu has a deeper understanding of life.

Wenzhu asked Dong Mei to correct the typo after a while, she is the first heroine, she should be the first reader, occasionally she will polish the pen and make some suggestions. Husbands and wives sing and they often talk at length and promote each other. If the light has a heart, how can a person be ruthless? The ears and temples are sharpened, the feelings are deeper, and the tacit understanding is further improved. Life is like this, is it happy?

At the beginning of June, the trees grew wildly, and Wenzhu's beard was no exception, more than an inch, black and shiny, and thick. It has become a rare scenery for revitalization tools.

Some people say that he was stimulated, and some people say that he remembers a singer named Xiaoqing. Some people secretly call him "Guan Gong", some people joke that he is "*" alive, and even stinks him as Huazi, and Wenzhu turns a deaf ear. When faced with him, he was still respectful and respectful, and called him Mr. Wen.

One day at work, Wen Zhu just entered the factory, and someone pointed in the distance, saying that "Guan Gong" was at work, Wen Zhu didn't bother to pay attention to it, and went straight to the office building.

At nine o'clock, Xiaoyun led several German customers to participate in the sample room, and one of the elderly customers was particularly interested in Wenzhu's beard and wanted to take a photo with him. Wenzhu wanted to enter the factory for more than ten years, and no foreigner asked to take a photo with him, this customer is an exception, and it is estimated that he came for his beard.

"Hello, my name is Osman. ”

"Hello, my name is Wenzhu. Wen Zhu held his hand and said.

"Mr. Wen, you remind me of Mr. Marx. ”

I can't think of foreigners or Chinese experts, although Chinese is rusty, communication is still no problem. This surprised Wenzhu, which shows that China's openness has been open.

"Mr. Osman, to be exact, reminds you of his old man's beard. ”

"Yes, yes. If you put on a Taoist robe and play a set of Tai Chi, you will definitely be immortal wind and Dao bones, like that Tai Chi real person Zhang 。。。。。。 ”

Osman played Tai Chi tricks as he spoke, but his speech stopped and his movements stopped.

"You're talking about Zhang Sanfeng, the originator of Tai Chi. China has a long history, so long that you fall in love with it and don't want to leave. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Reluctance to leave. You've got such a long beard, I guess you're a man with a story. ”

"If you buy our tool, I'll tell you its story. ”

"Hahahaha, what if I buy your beard?"

Some foreigners are born with humor, how dare Wenzhu show weakness?

"No problem, but you'll have to wait a few months. ”

“WHY？”

"I'm going to auction in a few months, and then you can come and bid. ”

"Really, fake?"

"You're not going to take it seriously, are you?"

Hahahaha, I didn't expect to grow a beard and make a German friend. When Osman comes in the future, he will always talk to Wenzhu for a while. When you have a beard, you come back when you shave your beard, and it seems that the beard only serves as a bridge.

Chen Jiaming's process of visiting the book from time to time seems to be more important than the company's listing, nominally supervision, but in fact it is a hint, and he should be re-inked.

"Xiaowen, writing should be quiet, no one should disturb you, do you want to set up a separate room for you?"

"Thank you, boss, for your concern. I'm living in a room by myself, and it's a waste of money. If you open a single room again, you don't want to bother Xiaowen. Writing books is a private matter, and you have opened up the net, so that Xiaowen is grateful. I'm going to work and write books. ”

"Will you write about the acquisition of Zhongtian?"

"One of my lines is the development, growth, acquisition, listing of revitalization tools, and the wise leadership of the boss. ”

"Okay, well, leave me a copy in a hundred years and leave it to future generations. ”

"The boss runs through the past and the present, leaving no dead ends, and will definitely go down in history. ”

"You kid, you have a smooth tone and a honey on your mouth, but you are exactly what I want. Hahahaha!"

Wen Zhu didn't know that his whiskers and horses were perfect, but fortunately, he didn't have bad intentions, like the nine-thousand-year-old Wei Gonggong, otherwise the company would be in chaos. Therefore, the distinction between loyalty and treachery is not in words, but in deeds.

Everyone has good and evil attached to them, good is generally shallow, and evil is generally attached deeply. Shallow goodness can easily deceive people, and deep evil will hurt people deeply. Wen Zhu is glad that his good has always suppressed evil, and he has not let evil have room to play. Even if there were, it did not cause substantial harm to the outside world, just like the use of alcohol.

After Da Wenzhu returned from Qingyun Mountain in Hunan, he went to work and wrote books, but rarely came out. Class reunions are all excused by busy work, he doesn't want people to interrupt his thoughts that have finally adjusted in place, he hopes to keep creating in such thoughts, and not get stuck.

In early June, Chengbang called.

"Wenzhu, I haven't seen you for more than a month, how is it going?"

"Very good, man. ”

"I'm the only one who cares about you, and I haven't seen you care about me. ”

"Haha, what you put on your lips is called flattering, and what you put in your heart is really caring. ”

"You don't even have a word to please you, don't worry, who is it?"

"The decades-old revolutionary friendship between you and me has been maintained by Meng? What's the matter?

"August 8th, do you know what day it is?"

"Double 8 must be an auspicious day. ”

"What auspicious day?"

Wen Zhu thought that "Confucius moved - all books", and asked Cheng Bangyi, a little confused, knowing what it would be, but he couldn't answer it for a while.

"Countdown: 9, 8, 7, 6, 5,。。。。。。 ”

"Haha, follow me here. ”

“4，3，2。。。。。。 ”

Chengbang's 1 did not exit, and Wenzhu's thoughts were like a lightning strike, and all of them recovered, no longer short-circuited.

"The opening ceremony of the Beijing Olympics. ”

"If you're Chinese, your IQ has symptoms of intermittent short-circuiting of nerves. ”

"This is called a whistle kill, counting seconds to win, understand?"

In a word, there is a lack of patriotic sentiment. Now I'm down to business. ”

"Listen up. ”

"On August 8th, the class reunion is a must-have, to congratulate the Olympics and wish the motherland prosperity!"

"Okay! You kid is so caring!

"Haha, it's always been like this! The personnel He Ping and Gong Ping contacted, and the venue was also arranged by them, and the expenses were borne by our company. ”

"What do you need me to do?"

"Make the best use of things, make the best use of people, and you can do the whole song. ”

"No problem, it counts as a little contribution. ”

"There's one more thing I'll tell you when I get back. ”

This guy is the best at coming to this set, hiding and tucking it. Wen Zhu was already familiar with it, so he didn't ask and hung up the phone.