8 a.m., Kyoto, inside the Lufthansa International Hotel.

Huge en-suite living room.

Jiang Yang was still wearing a nightgown, pacing back and forth in the room with his hands in his hands.

The table was clean and there was only a Nokia phone.

The Nokia-specific bell of "Knock Knock" rang, Jiang Yang quickly reached out to pick it up and pressed to answer.

"Mr. Jiang, I have sent all the information of the second generation of Tang Special Drink to your mailbox."

Wang Gang's voice came.

"Okay."

Jiang Yang hung up the phone in response, then strode to the window and turned on the computer.

Skillfully open the mailbox, drag the mouse, and inside is an email from within the company.

First, he carefully glanced at the ingredient list, and after pondering it repeatedly, Jiang Yang was even more confused.

Sweet?

No way!

At that time, I particularly emphasized that Tang people's special drinks need to pay attention to this aspect, and the taste should not be too sweet.

Therefore, the second-generation products are mainly fragrance-based, and the sweetness is very cautious.

"What does this Xu Zhigao mean?"

I wanted to call and ask for clarification, but after thinking about it, I put my phone back on the table.

Since Bai Chengen was asked to bring a message to himself, it means that he should not want to talk to him at this time, or is it ......

Inconvenience.

With his understanding of Xu Zhigao, this is definitely not a hypocritical person.

The reason why Xu Zhigao did this must have his intentions.

Jiang Yang focused on time.

13 July 1998 - 21 December 1998.

The second generation of Tang Ren's products is in this time frame......

"Braised pork ......"

"Braised pork ......"

Jiang Yang pinched his eyebrows with his fingers and looked carefully at the words on the paper.

The taste of the second batch of Tang special drinks is too simple, and it is very greasy to eat with braised pork, and the sweetness needs to be reduced directly.

began to recall all the pictures with Xu Zhigao in his mind.

Until......

Jiang Yang opened his eyes and looked at the sentence again.

A man in a shabby suit and carrying a hiking bag suddenly appeared in his mind, sitting in the cafeteria.

"This is produced by your factory?"

Xu Zhigao burped and his eyes were full of approval: "It's really good." ”

This was when they first met.

At that time, Xu Zhigao drank the second-generation product of Tang people's special drink, and he only made two dishes on the table, one braised pork and one shredded potatoes.

If you can match the time nodes of the braised pork with the second-generation product, only this time Jiang Yang is present.

Since then, the products of Tangren Beverage have been updated. But at that time, it was obviously praised, and in the process, he never said that the product was sweeter.

If there is really such a problem, after he enters the Tang Dynasty drinking industry, he can raise it......

The key is that the product is not sweet in the first place, and Xu Zhigao very much agrees with his opinion that he wants to reduce the sweetness.

He's talking the opposite.

Jiang Yang looked at the sentence recorded on the paper, pondered it repeatedly, and muttered to himself: "What does he want to remind me...... Still is...... What do you want to tell me......"

Wrong.

Jiang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had suddenly thought of something.

He remembered the picture of talking with Xu Zhigao by the lake that night.

Jiang Yang asked him if he remembered what he said at the time.

Xu Zhigao didn't think about it, so he said that he had forgotten.

Something was not quite right in his eyes.

If he really forgot, how could he remember these things when the two of them first met?

Why did you leave the company after a big quarrel with yourself, scolding yourself to the fullest, but inexplicably saying such a thing to yourself?

He obviously wanted to tell himself that way......

Jiang Yang looked out the window, as if he had come to an enlightenment, the corners of his mouth went up, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The Eight Calves ......"

"Haha."

"Hem-."

Jiang Yang looked at the sentence on the note with surprise on his face: "It's fucking too sweet." ”

Twisted his neck: "It's so sweet!" ”

Then he put his two hands on the bed and said to himself: "It must be lowered!" ”

……

When Jiang Yang left the hotel, his mental outlook was obviously much better.

At the very least, the whole person is stunned.

When he was full of concern, he carefully told Jiang Yang about getting drunk last night, and said that he went to the bar to drink tonight, and the wine here was too expensive.

Jiang Yang scolded and scolded: Drink your uncle.

At this point, Bancun completely understood: his brother is fine, there is nothing wrong with him, and now he is the one who has the problem.

Sitting in the car, Bancun asked Boss Jiang where he was going.

Boss Jiang waved his hand: Airport.

Ban Cun asked again: What do you do when you go to the airport?

Boss Jiang was full of pride: fly to Shanghai City and hold a meeting.

Without saying hello to the others, when Soho went to the hotel to visit Jiang Yang with breakfast, he was stunned to find that the two men in the room had long since disappeared except for a pile of empty wine bottles and an inexplicable note.

I called to inquire only to learn that Boss Jiang had arrived in Shanghai.

There is no snow in Shanghai, and the temperature is much warmer than in Kyoto, but not much better.

It's cheaper for the girls on the streets.

They still have long legs and stockings, and it is clear that the girls in Shanghai are happier than the girls in Kyoto.

At least the cold is not so unforgettable.

The private jet landed, and there was already a silver and white Rolls-Royce waiting outside.

The flight attendant lady intimately helped Boss Jiang put on his coat.

Boss Jiang was in a happy mood, and took out more than 700 yuan and a few bills of five yuan and ten yuan from his pocket, and stuffed them into the hands of the flight attendant.

The tall and sweet-smiling flight attendant lady was very surprised, and even said thank you Mr. Jiang.

Boss Jiang waved his hand and patted the beauty lightly on the shoulder: "You're welcome." ”

Then he got into the Rolls-Royce with great pride.

Bancun glanced at the flight attendant beauty again before getting into the car, her eyes were full of reluctance, and the beauty she provoked was red and bowed her head, a little embarrassed.

The car started quickly, and Bancun's aggrieved voice sounded: "Brother, is it okay to discuss something for you." ”

Jiang Yang sat up straight, arranging the clothes on the neckline: "Say." ”

Ban Cun said: "Can you not take my money in the future?" ”

Jiang Yang looked at himself in the mirror in the back seat, nodded with satisfaction on his face, and then looked at Bancun: "No." ”

Rolls-Royce is an absolutely dazzling car in this era, and it is a top-notch existence.

When there are still three-bunching modified means of travel on the streets, Santana and Xiali are luxury goods, six or seven million Rolls-Royce is the focus wherever they go.

A man's eyes are one of envy, jealousy, or hatred.

The women's eyes are confused, crazy or hot.

The only thing in common is that both men and women want to know who is in the car.

It wasn't until downstairs in the Jindu Building that the driver opened the door.

A pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on the ground, Jiang Yang stood outside in a straight suit, and the kind of turning back and talking made this man a beautiful cub.

The aggrieved man followed behind him and walked into the Jindu Building.

The elevator goes straight to the top floor.

The four big characters of Blue Whale Holdings are very dazzling, and several girls at the front desk stepped forward quickly when they saw the comers, and one of them ran towards it, shouting happily while running: Mr. Jiang is here.

Feeling everything in front of him, Jiang Yang could clearly smell the taste of "struggle" and the meaning of struggle.

Bai Chengen and Erya were the first to come out of it.

When Erya saw Jiang Yang, she lost the momentum of the female president at all, and she was as well-behaved as a girl.

The crowd gathered around him and walked inside.

And Jiang Yang first chatted with everyone briefly, and then made a will.

"Meeting."

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