Volume 12, Chapter 16: The Miracle of the North Mountain
Tian Fangfang said a lot about Mr. Zhao's life and deeds: "I think the Global Times's personal evaluation of you is still too low. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info\. qΞ5.c0m\\Why don't they mention you and your Beishan Investment, the round of domestic enterprises listed on the Hong Kong Stock Exchange during the 03 to 05 years, but directly achieved the prosperity of the Hong Kong stock market until today...... That round of listing tide directly achieved the two major Hong Kong Stock Exchange heavyweight stocks of the People's Chain and Dongguan Mining, and they are still the anchors of the Hong Kong stock market to this day. β
Zhao Daxi was completely dumbfounded when he heard it, looking at the immature little face in front of him and speechless, he didn't expect her to say such an astonishing statement.
Zhao Daxi was surprised and really humble: "This evaluation is too high, ashamed." β
How do you know that more than a dozen international students around him looked at the modest expression on his face, and they all covered their mouths and snickered for a while, and the atmosphere was strange again, which made people feel at a loss. Tian Fangfang also pursed her lips playfully and snickered for a while, before showing him a pure youthful smile, and then quickly took out a book from the small bag and handed it over with a chuckle.
Zhao Daxi took the book in a daze, and was relieved when he saw the four big characters of the title "The Miracle of Beishan", and said that how could she have this kind of insight as a little girl, it turned out that someone wrote a book for him and the Beishan Group, and most of her incisive words were from this book. Glancing at the signature, the expression on the big black face was instantly stunned, and he suddenly felt very ironic, this book would actually be written by a Japanese, and a Japanese author named Yosuke Yamaguchi was obviously a Japanese.
His Zhao someone's exploits are so prominent, and it is really ironic that the last person to write a book for him will be Japanese. Standing on Ninth Avenue in New York, turning the pages of the book and looking at the book, the review and detailed analysis of the rise of him and the Beishan Group suddenly shuddered, and his hands and feet were a little cold.
Although there are obviously some traces of hearsay in this book, it is already a true description of the truth. The cool breeze behind me couldn't help but shudder again, and I had to admit that the Japanese nation was really terrible, and the pragmatic style of this nation really made people shudder.
When I was confused for a while, I was pulled back to reality by Tian Fangfang's immature voice: "Hehe, Mr. Zhao, this book is for you." β
Zhao Daxi subconsciously closed the book and replied sincerely: "Thank you." β
At this time, there was a boy in the crowd who looked like Sven, and suddenly spoke: "Mr. Zhao, I am studying marketing, and I want to write my final thesis based on the title of the miracle of Beishan based on this book, and I hope I can have this honor to ask for your consent." β
Zhao Daxi was praised by a group of international students like this, and he really wanted to cry in his heart, so he quickly put away his sigh and nodded slightly, naturally he was happy to become the beauty of a person. The boy naturally smiled happily, and the surrounding atmosphere became warm again, and someone clapped his hands and shouted softly, which made Zhao Daxi's mood suddenly stir, and he felt that his waist was much harder than usual.
In the evening, Zhao's house.
Zhao Daxi was still sitting on the sofa with great interest, flipping through the book "The Miracle of Beishan", wanting to see what the Japanese thought of him.
The book is also full of some stubborn right-wing arguments, reviewing the successive wars between Japan's SoftBank and the Kitayama Group, and even having some vicious and insidious attitudes, scolding the Koizumi cabinet at that time for its weak foreign policy, its failure to protect the technological superiority of the telecommunications technology industry, and its indulgence of Chinese and Korean capital to do whatever it wants in Japan. He also scolded Son for being rigid and cheapening the Chinese for nothing, and creating such a strong competitor as Beishan Communications.
Zhao Daxi looked at these vicious evaluations, and quickly laughed at them with a little anger, the situation at that time was complicated, and it was not something that the author of such a book could understand. At that time, SoftBank was in deep financial crisis, and there was no choice but to cooperate with him, and Son was not at fault for being stubborn, but at the wrong time and on the wrong occasion for a wrong wedding, and that's it.
Zhao Daxi asked himself if it hadn't been for the shocking tsunami, he Zhao was actually at the end of the crossbow at that time, and the ownership of the new Softbank would be especially obvious if he continued to fight, and the outcome was unpredictable. The author of this book is also very interesting, and does not mention the tsunami that almost killed all Japanese executives of New SoftBank, resulting in the complete defeat of Japan, and seems to not want to mention sensitive topics such as "Japan is going to die".
In addition, 80% of the content of the book is still very objective in his evaluation of him and the Beishan Group, and many praises have praised Zhao Daxi as China's Bill Gates, a relatively rare philanthropist among Chinese entrepreneurs, and a hawkish patriot who is loyal to his country and nation, and even a little stubborn. Even Zhao Daxi really felt a little embarrassed when he saw the Japanese exalting him so superiorly.
He read the book very quickly, and even the English translation of the book was quickly read roughly, and then handed it to the three beautiful wives who were gossiping.
Lin Haicao took the book over first, and joked casually: "Have you been waiting for us to praise you for a long time, say, how do you want us to praise you?" β
Zhao Daxi's old face was faintly a little feverish, and he coughed lightly and pondered that Lin Haicao was nearly thirty years old, but he had more and more a sense of humor.
A joke even reporter Xu laughed: "I don't know what this Japanese writer thinks, let so many political stars and big-name leaders not write, you have to write about you as an outdated deputy provincial level who is idle at home?" β
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of harmonious laughter at home, and the jokes and jokes all felt that their faces were quite bright, after all, in addition to **, there was probably only Premier Zhou left.
Wang Chen has gained a little weight recently, and his demeanor is a little naΓ―ve: "What is this person's name, and what is he trying to do with this book?" β
Reporter Xu, who does news work, is still straightforward: "This is the preciousness of the Japanese nation, and we must write it down when we suffer losses and keep it as a warning to future generations...... Japan is also a very strange people, sometimes very humble and sometimes very arrogant, scoring anything. β
In a word, Lin Haicao and Wang Chen followed and admired, the pragmatic style of this Japanese writer is in stark contrast to the domestic writers who are accustomed to reporting good news but not bad news. The Zhao family discussed enthusiastically for a while, and only slept in separate rooms until late at night, and reporter Xu did not let her husband go to her room to start a new round of human creation plan, and the tender faces of Lin Haicao and Wang Chen were a little red, but they also recognized her hard work.
After reporter Xu moaned tactfully this night, she panted and lay on her husband's broad shoulders and spoke: "I'll help you translate this book into Chinese and distribute it in China." β
Zhao Daxi was in a happy mood, and laughed softly: "Not very good, this book involves a lot of sensitive content, I'm afraid that no domestic publishing house will dare to release it when you finish translating." β
Reporter Xu's bright face instantly became a little heroic: "Why didn't I see any sensitive content, even if there was sensitive content, I wanted to see what kind of expression Zhang Fengshan should have on his face after reading this book!" β
Zhao Daxi smiled and stroked her fair and pretty buttocks, knowing that his wife had always dared to act boldly, and no one could stop her from making up her mind, so she would toss it. As the baby daughter of Governor Xu, as long as she doesn't turn it too outrageous, it shouldn't be a problem to find a publishing house.
A few days later, in front of the NN TV station building in the United States.
Nearly 100 students studying abroad, headed by Tian Fangfang, held up protest banners and blocked the gate of the television station and blocked the cult member Chen Zhong, who had just finished recording a program on the NN television station, in the building. Zhao Daxi was in a Mercedes-Benz across the street, and when he saw that the police were gathering more and more, a look made Xiao Feng nod his head in the past, and led people to come over and mix in the student group, so as not to make these international students suffer.
A moment later, heavily armed bodyguards came out of the building surrounded Chen Lin, igniting the atmosphere of the scene, and seeing a few male students carrying special red paint bags, they still walked towards Chen Lin. Zhao Daxi shouted that the bad phone call had not yet been made, and the American police had already started to arrest people, pressing the students to the ground and arresting them. Zhao Daxi gestured violently in a hurry, and Xiao Feng and a few people in the crowd understood, pulled the students around him and took a few steps back, and raised his hands at the American policeman who was pulling out his gun.
With Xiao Feng's acquaintance, after they withdrew from the safe distance, the hands of the American police finally removed the gun holster, and only three male students were arrested. Seeing that the three classmates were taken away by the police, the eyes of nearly 100 international students were a little red again, but after all, they were stopped by Xiao Feng and a few people, and did not make a bigger mess. After a farce, Zhao Daxi was not too worried, and he would go to the police station to get some money and bail those students out, at most he would pay some fines.
The scene in front of him was so enthusiastic, which made Zhao Daxi sigh with emotion, when he was young and frivolous, all he could do was to pay some money to protect people. What really made Zhao Daxi angry was that Chen Zhong, who was escorted to the car by the bodyguards, passed by a group of young and beautiful female students in the car, and actually took the middle finger from the very obscene big finger in the car, Tian Fangfang was so angry that his face turned blue, and when he wanted to rush over, he was dragged behind by Xiao Feng and protected him.
Zhao Daxi saw such a shameless behavior of this person, and his heart was nameless, and he resisted the urge to get out of the car, and asked the driver to drive away from this place first.
Two hours later, the New York University Student Residence.
When Zhao Daxi arrived at the scene, nearly 100 students were excited, shouting that they wanted to go to the police station to ask for someone. Zhao Daxi was surrounded by a group of students in the middle, and the quarrel was a little loud and ridiculous, what should I do with such a group of naΓ―ve students.
After making a fuss for a while, Tian Fangfang still had a little sense, and spoke loudly: "Classmates, calm down, don't trouble Mr. Zhao anymore, we will find a way to solve this matter ourselves, and Mr. Zhao must not come forward now...... If Mr. Zhao comes forward now, he will only fall into Chen Lin's trap, and the TV station and newspaper will have to write again! β
Zhao Daxi couldn't help but look at her seriously when he heard this, and he admired this little girl in his heart, but she really had a little knowledge. v
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