Yang Xu looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, "It's quite calm, it's better to be famous than to meet, you are completely different from the young Qiu Bai Madeng on the gold list on TV."

Qingyun also smiled, "Mr. Yang, how can I feel that you are completely different from the 'Intel Golden Boy' I learned about from the side?"

Yang Xu laughed, and then quickly withdrew his smile, with a solemn look on his face,

"Lao Tzu is from Yudu, everyone be straightforward, what do you want to do, what do you need my cooperation with, just say it."

Qingyun sneered, Yu Maochun is still from Yudu, and it will not delay him to become the first contemporary Han female cadre in Huaguo.

But..... This Yang Xu seems to be a bit interesting. Seeing that he didn't accept the offer, he was a little anxious.

The corners of his mouth twitched, "Then let me ask you, what is the ranking of Southwest F4?"

Yang Xu gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Today is the Heavenly King Laozi, and it is also Yuchuan Yungui!"

Yuchuan Yungui?

"How? Have you had fun?" Qingyun laughed.

Yang Xu also had a bad smile in his heart, before learning Qingyun's identity, some things that seemed very ridiculous in his previous life naturally understood.

With that, he licked his lips, "And the peas."

That annual income is less than that of the vast majority of entrepreneurs in Huaguo, and it is like whether the entrepreneur's income is stable in his freshman year, and Intel has to pay you that money, and you have not yet received an excess bonus if you have a profit in your freshman year.

Gu Zhuxuan, the seventh leader of the Huating White Gang, helped your army several times, covered and rescued comrades, and even sent his young son to northern Jiangsu to join your army, and his consciousness was very low.

It's an interesting world.

But, Lao Yang, does he think that fantasy computers are really trade and industrial technology?" Xiaoqing always said that this is a matter of principle!

Wen Xi gave me a blank look, "So, he's just a pig teammate."

"Eldest son, you are the same as his father-in-law, who cannot be said to be a virtuous and respected entrepreneur, you love to be sensual and sensual, cigars, fine wine, sports cars, flowers, men, applause, those are your pursuits.

Wen Xi laughed so hard that tears came out, "What kind of little boss are you!"

In this regard, you will not have any discrimination, and even you agree with the road of trade, industry and technology, because you are too poor at this time, and you will live on that road.

What's more, it's either like Zhiliu and Song Ruhua who are particularly renegade freshmen to play capital, or they simply play and play to death.

Hehe!

Your current Intel base salary is $17 million a year, and it's pre-tax. I took a sip of whiskey, "How did you know it was going to be like that!

Yang Xu spit out a smoke ring, with a playful expression, "Let's talk about you first, Old Yang, his actions make it difficult for you to suspect him."

As for you? You work for Intel because you are a professional manager, and Intel can afford to pay you satisfactorily."

Qingyun smiled and waved his hand, "You don't have this ability! You're just looking at the situation and helping people."

He said, which company in China can afford that price?"

I don't understand why Churchill had to bring in a dozen cigars a day.

Huating can be liberated peacefully, and I don't have a lot of credit, so before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the country gave me extremely generous treatment, and I spent my old age in peace, and I was the only person in the Huating White Gang who died well.

At the beginning, you just thought that Li Lao was purely playing with technology, and he understood business at all.

Qingyun smiled, "It's not enough, you have to swear to the god of folding ears first, if you lie, you will never eat folding ears in your life!"

In my opinion, Qingyun's words are not a bit of a slippery joke. Qingyun squinted at me, "Now you understand?"

That tastes.

Qing Yun spread his hands helplessly on his face, "Then there is no need to talk!" Qingyun touched his nose, "I've become a 'trade wage' now."

You want fame, fortune, power, wealth, and sex, so you are very short of money.

Yang Xu looked at my hanging look, and immediately rolled his eyes

, did you open the bookcase honestly, and found it according to Qingyun's instructions.

Yang Xu closed his eyes, reminiscing about the refreshing feeling of the mint flavor at the beginning and end of the day.

Shaking the crushed ice cubes outside the cup, Wen Xi took a sip of his cigar, and touched the glass with Yang Xu before, "He should add an ice hockey machine, the crushed ice cubes are almost meaningful."

It's still like the flavor of traditional Chinese medicine!

Yang Xu shook his head, "Trade and industry technology and technology are just differences in development paths.

Yang Xu glanced at me suspiciously, "Old Yang, if you give BD that order, I'm afraid his position will be kept, and he will come to power as soon as he gets off office."

Yang Xu directly raised his middle finger at him, "Boy, do you want to be so vicious?"

Is that any different from catching the enemy elements whose subordinates were stained with the blood of their own comrades, and discovering that they were actually sent by their own side, and everything they did was for the country and the people?

Qingyun was angry, "Eldest son, you have to speak with your conscience, where are you a pig? Just because you support trade, industry and technology? He's been brainwashed by this group of dicks at the end of the world, right?"

Qingyun sat under the sofa, but he put his heels on the coffee table, and the front loosened his tie, but his fingers pointed in the direction of the bookcase, "Monte One and the ten-year whistle pig."

Otherwise, eating hot pot is eating folded ear root and peas?

But if you have the ability to make money as an entrepreneur, you can only be a professional manager.

That hot pot hasn't eaten yet?

Qingyun was also depressed, Yang Xu saved face for me, isn't my record just a bad look?

Yang Xu pursed his lips, "Interesting. You thought he was a mini-boss."

But when the whiskey and cigar flavors tangled up in my mouth, my face suddenly lit up with color.

Dare to act in a TV series, but he dares to believe it outside reality?

Yang Xu begged me and laughed, "So, judging by his identity...... Old Yang, what a bad look at his work on the ground."

Big son, technology and the market must be combined, only play with technology, whether there is a market to feed back, play is up."

Seeing Yang Xu's bewildered look, I laughed jokingly, "Song Ruhua's set of deformed bookcases was given to me by Lao Tzu back then."

Qingyun laughed heavily, "Oh no, you see, what he has to do is to say it and hide it outside his heart.

There is too little difference between climbing to the top once with a male partner.

Yang Xu was so angry that he patted the coffee table, "Sichuan and Chongqing! Sichuan and Chongqing Yungui! That's right!" It's strange that Wen Xi 'entered the rest' in his previous life.

Wen Xi nodded, "This is not Gu Zhuxuan."

Yang Xu took out the cigar from his mouth and looked at me fixedly, "So he is the 'Eight Masters of Longtan'?"

But what makes me even more interesting is that without a character like Qingyun in front of the enemy, the chip breakout battle can't be fought so hard.

Wen Xi frowned and took a sip, I have always hated drinking foreign wine.