"Weng Weng left at the beginning of the year...... He has been holding up and waiting for you to come back, but unfortunately he still didn't hold on, who let you go for so ......long" As soon as these words came out, the people present became quieter, Hong Tao immediately felt that there was a problem, and then Bo Zhu poked him in the arm next to him and whispered the answer.

"Alas...... He is the wisest person in Jinhewan, but it's a pity...... Dad, Uncle Huang, let's not talk about right and wrong today, and let Bozhu take me to Rong Weng's grave to have a look. Originally, Hong Tao also wanted to take this opportunity to educate and educate these board members on how to deal with similar problems in the future, and how to deal with the problems calmly without intensifying the contradictions. He doesn't care if the directors join forces against him, as long as they feel that doing so is good for the future of Golden River. He didn't expect today's scene, but he was a little secretly happy, this is the board of directors, you can't always make your own suggestions every time, and then everyone symbolically raised their hands to pass, then this board of directors is still useful, it is better to say it directly, and the efficiency is high.

But as soon as he heard that Old Man Rong had passed away, all the thoughts in Hong Tao's heart were gone, as if he was tired a lot for a while. Some people are usually not very conspicuous, and even you don't think of him easily, but when he is gone, you will realize that there is really no difference between having him and not having him. He is a very important character, just like the lubricant in the machine, usually everyone only pays attention to the steel parts are very dazzling to turn around, but it is difficult to cheer for the lubricating oil, but without the lubricating oil, the steel parts do not move smoothly.

Old man Rong belongs to this kind of person, he is not a person with infinite scenery in Jinhe Bay, and he is not even as exposed as Qi Zu, Wen Laoer, and Huanghai. Many later immigrants and slaves may not have known that the real charismatic person on the board of directors of Golden River Bay would be this limping, hunched old man. But Hong Tao knew what this little old man had done for Jinhewan. He is very competent to act as a lubricant between the Tan family, the Li people, the Beiren and himself. The things that show his face never go up, and when he encounters a difficult thing, it is always the work he does silently behind the scenes. The most important thing is that he will take the initiative to exchange ideas with himself, touch his own thinking, and then adjust his lubrication focus appropriately.

Speaking of which, his starting point may not be so great, this little old man has always thought that Jinhewan is the world of the Tan family, and it is the home left by God to the Tan family, and Hong Tao is the person sent by Mazu to take the Tan family to live a good life. But this did not prevent him from doing his best to assist Hong Tao to manage Jinhewan well, especially on the issue of the integration of various ethnic groups. Old Man Rong's role is much greater than that of Hong Tao.

It's a pity that good people don't live long, Old Man Rong is not too old, he is just 75 years old, and he didn't enjoy a few years of happiness, so he left. Hong Tao firmly believes that when he left, this old man with great wisdom in life must still have something to talk about with him, but unfortunately he didn't give him this opportunity, so he passed away with the last trace of regret. From this point of view, I really don't deserve him, at least I've ignored his existence a little bit over the years. I usually have less and less time to chat with him, and I am busy outside all day.

Old Man Rong's cemetery is not traditional Chinese. He was buried in the basement of the Golden River City Library. Dozens of tombs were set aside when it was built, and anyone who unanimously approved it by the board of directors was entitled to rest here. The place where the board of directors of Jinhewan meets is this basement, and every time the board of directors is held, everyone is equivalent to sitting on the body of the ancestors to discuss the future of Jinhewan, Hong Tao feels that it is the fairest way to treat those dead managers, so that they will not lose their jobs in the spirit of heaven, and continue to supervise how their juniors work.

There will be a bronze statue at the door of the library, and now there is only one lonely person standing there, the waist pole is still slightly curved, very realistic, but not very expressive, at first glance, it is from the handwriting of a pure craftsman like Qi Zu. The basement cannot be entered casually except for the staff of the board of directors, so the bronze statue has become a place for everyone to pay tribute to this old Linghai man. The Tanka people still retain their original customs, they put fish and pork in bowls of rice, and then insert incense as tribute, and people of other ethnic groups also have their own different ways. Hong Tao just picked a handful of wild flowers on the road, casually knitted a wreath the size of a hat, placed it in front of the bronze statue of Old Man Rong, and then bowed deeply.

"Let me make a suggestion, how about making the day of Rong Wengweng's death a festival in Jinhe City, called Thanksgiving? It's not just to thank Rong Weng Weng alone, maybe we will stand here in the future, this is to let future generations thank us for our efforts for Jinhewan. "Hong Tao's memorial service is very simple, it doesn't take two minutes, he is an atheist, he is still a materialist, and he doesn't believe in the cycle of life and death. Paying tribute to the ancestors is only a formal inheritance, which should be guided to the spiritual level, and should not engage in material luxury.

"Bo Zhu is right, you just came back today, let's go home and rest first, and it's not too late to have a meeting and discuss it in two days." Huang Hai didn't object this time, his temper had already been sprinkled, and now he might regret a little bit about whether he had spoken too much just now.

"Okay, let someone go and inform Cixi to come back for a meeting as soon as possible, and elect another minority director, Carl can't come back for the time being, I asked him to stay in his hometown to occupy a good place for the company, and when the new director is selected, he will notify me, I have more important proposals to submit, and this mistake will be discussed together at that time." Uncle Huang, don't worry, I'm not so thin-skinned, a mistake is a mistake, you have to maintain this momentum in the future, no matter who breaks the rules, you have to do it. Let's go, go home and coax the kids! "Hong Tao is as good as a stream, he will go home when he goes home, and he should have gone home to rest. However, after the number just now, he made up his mind about another thing, sooner or later, it is better to change it sooner rather than later.

"Change...... Reform? Cixi came back quickly, and less than a week after Hong Tao returned home, he appeared at the door. Hong Tao was a little suspicious that this spy leader of Jinhewan was too dedicated and developed his intelligence network in Jinhewan? As for Hong Tao's purpose of calling himself back, Cixi didn't understand it too much, what is reform?

"Well, it's a different way of living! Let's build a country, how about you and I say to be emperor? Hong Tao didn't know how to talk to Cixi about his ideas, and directly said that Cixi couldn't understand 100% of the different political systems, and had to translate them into the vernacular, only saying the most basic meaning. Not only Cixi is like this, but the vast majority of people in Jinhe City need to explain in this way, they don't care about what system is not systematic, they only care about how to live in the future! The remaining issues are what the board should be worried about, and they don't want to take care of it.

"A must! It's good to be an emperor...... Hey, hey, hey, can I be a big official too? When Cixi heard that Hong Tao was going to be emperor, she was not too surprised, but laughed.

"It has to be a hairy! Don't keep learning me to talk in the future, this won't be a parrot! As an official, as an official, I see if you have treated your brain badly in the Great Song Dynasty, and you also want to make Jinhewan like the Great Song Dynasty? "The reason why Hong Tao has always kept Jinhewan in a state of equal distribution of rice in a big pot is that these people still have the idea of being an official and making a fortune.

“…… Then I won't be an official......" Cixi didn't expect that a sentence would make Hong Tao suddenly angry, so frightened that he couldn't speak, he didn't understand where he touched Hong Tao's reverse scales.

"This has nothing to do with being an official or not, I just remind you that if you really become an official in the future, your hands must be clean, you can take the money you should take, and don't move what you shouldn't, so as not to make it difficult for me, do you understand what I mean?" Hong Tao took two deep breaths to calm down his emotions, these days the pressure is a bit high, it is easy to lose his temper, this is not a good thing.

“…… Master, I still don't quite understand, what does being an official have to do with taking money...... "Although Cixi is obedient to Hong Tao's words and is more dog-legged than a dog-legged, he has an advantage, that is, if he doesn't understand anything, he will ask immediately, and he will never think about Hong Tao's thoughts in private. This is also a habit he developed when he was a slave leader, at that time he often guessed Hong Tao's preferences, trying to master Hong Tao's behavior, but was treated by Hong Tao several times, tasted the bitterness, and no longer dared to guess.

"After the establishment of the country, it cannot be evenly distributed like the company, everything has to be bought with money, all the work is paid, and it depends on the individual's ability to earn more or less. And if you want to be an official in the future, you can't do business, and if you want to do business, you can't be an official. Seeing others making a lot of money, living in a big house and riding a big horse, are you greedy? "In the past few days, Hong Tao has already figured out the way of Jinhewan reform, in fact, the process is not as fast as he said, this is to scare Cixi, see how he will react.

“…… Then I'll be an official too! I've eaten all kinds of delicious food, I have worn all kinds of good clothes, I don't eat or drink gold, silver and jewelry, and it's useless to put it in a room. Our family compassion and I have talked about it, and now we can eat enough and live a good life, all because of your master, you have great ability and good rules, without your ability and these rules, no one will have a good life. If you want to live a good life forever, you have to protect these rules and work hard to learn your skills. I think my son is right, it's too late for me to learn the skills, let them learn, but I can protect these rules, and whoever opposes it, I will whip him! Cixi didn't dwell on too much time, he quickly made his choice, and he also had his own theoretical basis, why he chose to be an official He made it very clear that it was for future generations and for the future.

(To be continued.) )