On the second day of his arrival in Shanghai, Song Yuanchao went to visit Director Lao Ma and Principal Zhou with gifts.

The two elders retired and began their retirement life, the old horse factory director likes to play chess and chat with people, when Song Yuanchao went to visit him, the old man was playing chess with people in the alley, and there were several old men of the same age around, everyone watched the two fight on the chessboard with relish, and discussed a few times from time to time.

Seeing that Song Yuanchao was coming, the old horse factory director was surprised and surprised, and he didn't even play chess, so he directly dropped the chess pieces in his hand and pulled Song Yuanchao home with a smile.

When Song Yuanchao told the director of the old horse factory that he had graduated from the internship and was now the deputy director of a unit in Jinling, the director of the old horse factory was very happy for Song Yuanchao, and specially asked about the situation of Song Yuanchao's southern capital.

Song Yuanchao, the director of the old horse factory, did not hide it, and told him a series of things that have happened since he went to Nandu, including the internal battle pattern and factions in Nandu, as well as his idea of making a joint venture with a branch factory, etc.

Although the director of the old horse factory is just an ordinary school-run factory director, he has worked in the enterprise all his life, and has rich experience in many things, no matter how big or small the enterprise is, an enterprise is a society, the old horse factory director gave Song Yuanchao his views and analysis, and made some ideas for Song Yuanchao.

Although some of the words said by the director of the old horse factory were deeply believed by Song Yuanchao, and some did not conform to the actual situation of the Nandu and the first branch, no matter what, the words of the director of the old horse factory still gave Song Yuanchao some inspiration and ideas.

At noon, he drank two glasses with the old horse factory director, and after lunch, Song Yuanchao said goodbye.

Leaving the old Ma factory director's side, Song Yuanchao went to Principal Zhou's side again, and Principal Zhou, like Lao Ma, was very happy to see Song Yuanchao.

Principal Zhou is still writing his own book, this book has been written for nearly two years, originally Principal Zhou thought that it was not difficult to write this, after all, he was engaged in writing work in his life, but when he really started to write, he found that the previous preparation was far from enough, and there were too many things in his heart, and he didn't know what angle to cut in for a while.

For two years, Principal Zhou has been busy with this matter, and finally his book some time ago has some appearance. Song Yuanchao took a general look at the unfinished manuscript at Principal Zhou's house, and was deeply moved by the stories in it, and at the same time saw many familiar people and familiar things in the book.

Song Yuanchao liked this book very much, and he told Principal Zhou his feelings and opinions, and Principal Zhou nodded again and again after listening carefully, with a very happy smile on his face.

Song Yuanchao hopes that Principal Zhou can finish this book, because this book not only has the changes of the times, but also the ups and downs of life, joys and sorrows. More importantly, Song Yuanchao saw his father's shadow in it, and for this reason alone, Song Yuanchao hoped that the book would be completed as soon as possible.

When the book was completed, Song Yuanchao was willing to find a relationship to publish it. Even if the final sales were not satisfactory, as long as it was published, the book could be preserved and became a wish fulfilled by Song Yuanchao and President Zhou.

On Principal Zhou's side, Song Yuanchao didn't talk much about work, but talked more about his family and life in addition to the content of the book.

After learning that Song Yuanchao already had a child and became a father, Principal Zhou sighed with emotion. This is how people have passed down from generation to generation, and when the child grows up and becomes a father, Principal Zhou can't help but think of his old friend and colleague, Song Guangzeng, Song Yuanchao's father.

Decades have passed by, and many of the past events still seem to be vivid, but the deceased only remain in their memories, but their descendants still pass on the bloodline, isn't life like this?

chatted all afternoon, and it wasn't until it was close to dinner that Song Yuanchao got up to say goodbye.

Originally, Principal Zhou was going to stay with Song Yuanchao for dinner, but Song Yuanchao apologetically told him that the time to come back this time was very tight, and he had already made an appointment in the evening, and he would definitely accompany Principal Zhou to have a drink next time, and asked Principal Zhou to take care of his body, the book can be written slowly, not in a hurry, the body is the first.

Daniel Zhang rushed back the day after Song Yuanchao returned to Huhai, and Song Yuanchao and Daniel Zhang met and had dinner together that night.

Now Daniel Zhang's business is very large, although it is not comparable to Song Yuanchao, but his name in the Huhai clothing circle can be said to be well-known.

Not only clothing wholesale, but also shop trading on Maiyang Road.

Maiyang Road is now a well-known clothing street in the country, the business is becoming more and more popular, every day the stall is crowded with people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the place is now an inch of land.

The turnover of a small, less than three or four square meters shop is very amazing in a day, and there are many people who make a fortune by doing clothing business here.

Among the people who make a fortune doing business on Maiyang Road, it is not uncommon for 10,000 households to be worth tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, and the first batch of people who do business on Maiyang Road are worth hundreds of thousands or more.

Take Zhang Jianguo's lover Sun Xia as an example, although she entered Maiyang Road is not late, but it is not the earliest, but Sun Xia's trading in Maiyang Road has done very well in the past two years, although there is the care of Li Daqi and Daniel Zhang at the beginning, but Sun Xia's talent in this area is also an important point, which even Zhang Jianguo himself did not feel before, who thought that Sun Xia, who had been working in the street factory before, was very good at trading, and in the past two years, Sun Xia made much less money from the store than Zhang Jianguo.

It is conceivable what Daniel Zhang is worth now, and he belongs to the rich people in the entire Shanghai Sea and even the whole country.

I don't know what's going on, this time I saw Daniel Zhang and Song Yuanchao always felt that Daniel Zhang had something on his mind, although he covered it up very well, laughed and talked with Song Yuanchao, and even made a few jokes happily, but Song Yuanchao still saw something from his eyebrows.

Song Yuanchao guessed that maybe it was because of Li Xiaoyun's matter, after all, there was only the last half a year before Li Xiaoyun made the choice between him and Luo Yang, as Daniel Zhang, who finally fell in love with a girl, especially a person with a background and personality like him, there would inevitably be some pressure in his heart.

But Song Yuanchao didn't have much to say about emotional matters, and it was not even convenient to ask, so he had to sigh in his heart and talk about some things that were of interest to both parties to reduce pressure for him.

In the past few days in Shanghai, Song Yuanchao went to live in his bungalow for one night. The house has not been inhabited since it was renovated, although there are usually people to help take care of it, whether it is the room or the garden are clean, but it is always a pity that such a big house has not been inhabited.

Thinking of the two sets of courtyards in Yanjing, Song Yuanchao couldn't help but smile dumbly. I am really like Lin Yan said, it is a waste to buy so many houses but not live in them.

But Song Yuanchao didn't care, on the one hand, he bought these houses for investment, in the future, these houses have a huge appreciation value, twenty or thirty years later, the value of these houses will be an astronomical amount, and more importantly, even if you have money at that time, you can't buy it, and now you will miss the opportunity if you don't start.

In addition, the reason why Song Yuanchao bought these houses is also an obsession that he has always had in his heart, in his previous life, Song Yuanchao was just an ordinary business cadre, although he had a lot of income, and his annual income before retirement was more than 100,000 yuan, but compared to the mansions that were thousands or even hundreds of millions at every turn, Song Yuanchao did not dare to have the slightest extravagance, at most, every time he passed by, he looked at the faint building in the wall and secretly envied.

And now he has fulfilled his wish and has become the envy of others. This is a great psychological satisfaction, but then again, Song Yuanchao really didn't feel good about living alone in such a big house, so he only went there for one night the day after he came back, and moved back to the alley at dawn.

A few days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was Sunday.

At noon, I had lunch with everyone, and Song Yuanchao was going back to Jinling.

Before parting, the mother of the Zhang family reluctantly took Song Yuanchao's hand and told him to take good care of himself in Jinling, don't forget to eat until the end of the meal, don't be hungry no matter how busy you are at work, and don't add too much overtime, pay attention to rest, cover an extra quilt when it's cold, and remember to take out the quilt to dry ...... when the weather is good on a rest day.

These trivial daily routines made Song Yuanchao's heart warm, he nodded again and again and smiled and agreed, and told the Zhang family that he would definitely return to Shanghai when the Chinese New Year was over, and if it was convenient for Lin Yan and the children at that time, he would take them to show the Zhang family.

said goodbye to other friends one by one, took Luo Yang's car to the train station, and chatted with Luo Yang in the waiting room for a while, basically saying that Luo Yang would go to Xiangjiang immediately.

Luo Yang's pass has already been completed, and he plans to go over next week, and it will be inappropriate to be late, because it is about to reach the end of the year, and there is still a Christmas festival for the white-bearded old man on the Xiangjiang side, so he can't go there at this time, or Xiangjiang won't be able to do anything as soon as he has a holiday.

I forgot the time when I chatted, and I lost the radio to remind Song Yuanchao that he didn't miss the boarding.

Bidding farewell to Luoyang, Song Yuanchao stepped on the train back to Jinling, slept on the train for one night, and arrived in Jinling in the early morning of the next day.

After returning to Jinling, Song Yuanchao continued his previous work and life, originally he thought that Ying Annie would not be able to come back until New Year's Day, but he didn't expect that on the third day after he returned to Jinling, the dusty Ying Annie came back, and there was actually a blonde and blue-eyed Westerner woman who came back with her.

Ying Annie introduced this woman to Song Yuanchao and told him that this Westerner was the person she specially found to stand at the front desk.

This Westerner woman is not very beautiful, the white looks okay from a distance, but it is not good up close, the skin is rough, and there are a lot of freckles on the face, but I have to admit that she has a good figure, and the clothes worn on her tall body and her different Chinese faces are very eye-catching.

This Westerner woman's name is Ruth, and when she heard this name, Song Yuanchao couldn't help but think of Jack, and the classic picture of Xiao Lizi and Fat Wen standing at the bow of the boat came to mind.......