Bidding farewell to the old professor of social sciences in Dongcheng District, Ma Qianshan walked out of the alley. He is a senior management of the group, and there is a driver waiting for him at the intersection in a special car.

In order to maintain the historical charm of the imperial capital, both Dongcheng and Xicheng districts have retained a large number of hutongs. Most of these residential buildings are low and dilapidated, and they look like shanty towns.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, and after Ma Qianshan got into the car, he asked, "Director, did the woman who moved cry like that on the street?" All the faces are lost. ”

"Face?" Ma Qianshan came from the ministry and was used to listening to others shouting 'director'. When he heard this, he turned back and looked at the mouth of the alley again, "This is more than just face." ”

"What else is there but face?" The driver continued to ask, "Even if the house is sold at a low price, it will be hundreds of thousands." A few hundred thousand is not enough? ”

"A few hundred thousand is really not enough." Ma Qianshan smiled, shook his head and said, "The key is that this family has declined." The good position of Beijing official is gone, and the children who go abroad are also poor, and there is no way out within three generations.

For you, in the past, it was a dignitary in front of people, and it was hugged in front of you, but now it is a falling shit, and everyone avoids it. How can this taste of falling from the clouds to the ground? ”

"It's uncomfortable." The driver smacked his tongue and said weakly, "Our Zhou is really ruthless." ”

"Ruthless?" Ma Qianshan smiled and snorted coldly, his heart that had been tempered in the ministry for many years was as hard as steel, "The struggle is like this, you live and die, Mr. Zhou is very angry."

This is the Forty-Nine City, where can the Son of Heaven tolerate mercy at his feet? If you're not careful, it's all over. If I have to kill them all, it will not be enough to stand up for power. ”

The driver was only in his early twenties, and he felt a chill on his spine, and he couldn't help but shiver. He runs around with 'Director Ma' on weekdays, and he has also seen a lot of big people, and he always feels that the person he talks to is nice and kind.

I didn't expect this person to have another side.

Ma Qianshan didn't mean to scare the young man, he also felt that what he said was too harsh, so he changed the topic and asked, "How is this car driving?" ”

The one who asked was the car the driver was driving. This is not an imported car or a domestically made Santana, but the 'Holy Light' itself upside down.

In the 90s, there were many domestic car companies, and there were several car manufacturers in each province. However, these enterprises have backward technology, poor product quality, chaotic management, and a bunch of problems. Most of them will be doomed before the new century.

Based on the concept of waste utilization, Zhou Qingfeng integrated more than a dozen automobile factories in several southwestern provinces, and hired a group of engineers from Russia and Japan to transform the enterprises.

At present, the production line has not been updated, but the management and quality have been grasped. The product technology is still at the level of the seventies, which is not very good, mainly because the rotten management has been eliminated and the technical team has been preserved.

The driver, a retired car soldier from the army, patted the steering wheel and gave an evaluation, "It's not as good as Santana, and it's not as good as imported cars." But if the price is cheap, it is no problem to use it open. ”

Santana wants more than 200,000 yuan, and the supply exceeds the demand. The price of the miscellaneous car of 'Shengguang' is less than 100,000 yuan, the leather is durable, the accessories are cheap, and the requirements cannot be too high.

Hearing the driver say, 'It's okay', Ma Qianshan put his mind at ease. The advantage of 'Holy Light' is that it can integrate the industrial chain, and once it is integrated, it will make rapid progress.

Originally, the ministry saw that the integration of 'Holy Light' was very good, and they wanted to persuade Zhou Qingfeng to work hard to build the automobile industry in 94. But the president's brain was hot, and his attention shifted to building a university.

"Director, when do you think our domestic cars can be built as good as those abroad?" When it comes to talking about the car, the driver is also interested.

"I can't say for sure." Ma Qianshan didn't bring a secretary, flipped through his schedule and asked the driver to go to the airport, "Mr. Zhou said that he wanted to lay a foundation, and I agreed." It is true that there are many places in the country where the foundation is not strong.

Now we have to pick up a foreigner, who was poached from the American company Allison, specializing in automotive engines and transmissions. Hopefully, these people can help us get our technology on a solid footing. ”

The driver didn't understand what 'Allison' was, so he asked again: "The group poachs people everywhere, will it be hated?" ”

Ma Qianshan was hehe, and said lightly: "It's not clear abroad, but it's not a big problem at home." For example, when the group builds a university, it is digging domestic teaching assistants and retired professors.

Teaching assistants are not allowed to attend classes, but can only do chores. Retired professors are basically out of class, so it's good to be able to exert their spare energy. At the moment, it seems that there is resistance, but it can be resolved. ”

The car came out of Dongcheng District and arrived at the capital airport an hour later. After waiting for another half hour, a 747 flight from Tokyo landed on the runway of the airport.

Ma Qianshan took out his ID and contacted the landing passenger plane directly through the control tower, asking the crew to confirm whether there was a 'Professor Jung'. If there is, let him get off the plane first.

At this moment, in the first class cabin of 747, the chubby Jung was staring at the porthole with a frown. He tried to find several stern-faced, gun-wielding military police officers at the airport, just as the dictatorship described in the Western media.

But the airport is modern and you can't see anything out of the ordinary.

The flight attendant also smiled and came over to confirm Jung's identity and asked him to get off the plane first.

"Is that a privilege?"

Jung, who was the size of a big potato, struggled to get up from his first-class seat, took his luggage, and muttered in a low voice, "I hope my decision is not wrong." At least it's a nice treat. ”

Ma Qianshan was waiting in the VIP passage of the terminal, and a chubby white man of medium stature walked out. This guy is estimated to be less than forty years old, and he is considered the youngest of the experts from the United States.

"Hello, Professor Jung, welcome to you. My surname is Ma. ”

"Hello, Mr. Ma."

Chubby Jung looked left and right, "The situation here is better than I thought. ”

"Which do you mean?"

"The social atmosphere is different from what I imagined."

Jung shook his head, "Forget it, I don't care about that. I'm actually here to solve my obesity problem. I have severe obesity and I can't control my appetite and I don't want to have stomach reduction surgery. I hope ......"

Ma Qianshan listened patiently to Professor Jung's nonsense, and looked at the other party's body shape by the way. This guy is indeed a bit overweight, but he weighs at least two hundred kilograms at the average build.

"I have taken the special diet pills you provided, and I am very satisfied with the results. I have come to you for this, ....."

Jung leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"Do you have any better diet pills? It is to be able to lose weight and improve the ability in that area. Do you understand what I'm saying? Surely you understand, right? ”

Jung blinked, trying to make Ma Qianshan understand what he meant. Director Ma looked at the figure of the white fat man again, and wondered if his president had lost his eyes?

Will this guy be an expert in car engines and transmissions? He must have come to cheat and cheat, right?