However, although Zhao Gege bears a big hatred, he has not been veiled by the hatred. Not only has he established his footing in Pudong, but he has also built a few neighborhoods, and he has a great plan to turn Shanghai into his own land in Qilu Real Estate. . Of course I think this is impossible. It's a topic that has been passed down by our ancestors for thousands of years. It really wants to become a place for self-reservation, let alone others who don't believe it, I don't believe it either.
So I am going to find some time to go to Shanghai to have a good heart-to-heart talk with Zhao Gege. I can't bear hatred for this kind of thing for a lifetime. I thought that Zhao Taichang would also wait for his great-grandson to wait until he is old. As for who Zhao Gege wants to marry, I think their military-owned compound is full of talents and heroes come out in large numbers. I think I don’t need Lao Na to take care of it.
Standing in the elevator leading to the lobby on the first floor, the mobile phone in my pocket rang, and the phone was connected. Before I could say a few words, I heard Sagon's voice ringing.
"Mr. Lu, where are you now." Sagon's voice came from the phone.
"Okay, Mr. Huang, what's the matter this time." I replied angrily.
"Someone wants to see you."
When I was about to say something, the elevator door dinged, and I saw Sagon standing outside the opened door holding a mobile phone.
"What's the matter?" I asked with a narrowed mouth.
"Didn't you tell me, someone wants to see you." Following me, Zagon said.
I stopped and didn't turn my head to look at Zagun, but two men stood at the door of the hall at some point.
"Who." I looked at the two men in Chinese tunic suits from top to bottom, and finally I decided to turn around and look at Sargon and asked.
"Where is it." Sagon pointed his finger at the rest area in the corner of the hall.
Turning my head, I saw an old man wearing a Chinese-style shou character sitting in the rest area, and I recognized him at the coffee shop that day and the old man who had a cordial conversation with his father in the coffee shop. Sitting next to him was Zhao Taichang, and when I saw his old man, I cursed in my heart, thinking about when I developed the god-defying power of which pot or which pot I developed.
The most incredible thing was probably Dika. I saw this little guy carrying a small schoolbag, sitting across from them, eating pastries without a bite. Compared to this little guy, Sagun’s dad was also present at this point. I don't think there is anything incredible.
"Where are you from."
Sagun didn't say, but rolled his eyes and pointed to the ceiling.
"Okay, get out of here, if you let me know that you are eavesdropping, your year-end bonus will just be waiting for you."
"Don't threaten me with this thing." Seeing me pouting, Sagon pointed at his dad: "My dad just said, if I dare to eavesdrop, I'll take my skin when I go home."
"Okay, in that case, just assume that I didn't say anything." I thought for a while, and felt that Sagun's dad's threat was more effective and reliable, so I pointed to the elevator angrily.
Sagon is also a sensible person, glanced at his dad, and immediately rushed into the elevator after getting a look that you could roll away.
Since someone wanted to see me, I'm not welcome, and sat down across from the three. Dika saw me coming and immediately handed over a piece of pastry: "It's red bean paste, it tastes good."
"Hey, eat by yourself." I patted Dika's little head, and I squeezed a smile at the three sitting in front of me: "Uncle Sa, Grandpa Zhao, and this one" I didn't mean to recognize it. I know this one, but I don't know what the last name is.
"My surname is Wang, you can call me Grandpa Wang." The old man grinned and said, "The little brother has such a big development at a young age, it's amazing."
"There, it's just a little trouble, I don't know if you always bring Uncle Sa and Grandpa Zhao to me." I asked without a smile.
"Recently, I heard people say that you Qilu Group is making a big move. I don't know if so much money is coming in. What else is there to do besides Ningbo." The old man said here, as if he was staring at something pointedly. I smiled.
"I'm sorry, this is a trade secret, and it is not convenient for me to reveal it." I narrowed my mouth, thinking that I have to say this, what else am I playing with.
"Xiao Lu, I know what my grandson did a few days ago is bad enough, but you can't do it so absolutely." The old man looked at me for a long time, breaking the silence between us.
Hearing what the old man said, I laughed, and after some presumptuous laughter, I shook my head blankly. "If an apology is useful in this world, why do you want the police?"
"That can't be a reason for you to collude with foreigners to disrupt the Hong Kong stock market!" Mr. Zhao, who has been silent all the time, made people a little deafening to give feedback.
"Master Zhao, your accusation is too great." I stretched out my hand and wiped the sweat, and I looked at Zhao Taichang with a cold face and hummed.
"Then tell me why the Jew invested money in Hong Kong again, and as far as we know, a large part of the money you made this time has not gone down."
"No whereabouts is because I didn't put all the money back in the country. The rabbit nest has three holes, not to mention that I am a big living person. And Qilu Group made every brick and tile from nothing, I and all my brothers and sisters made it. It’s not the turn of outsiders to take care of it.” When it comes to this, I lose face, Zhao Taichang turns to the old man Wang: “Lao Wang, your grandson did a good thing last month. We spent a lot of money to make the game system and The 3d engine they said they took me as his cousin. Does he treat me as my cousin."
The old man Wang was speechless when I asked him the question.
"As for Master Zhao, Sister Gege has been with me for so many years. You should have heard your granddaughter say some of my words and deeds. Although I look down on some of the things that some people do, when have I done something wrong in front of the big things? Soros The old Jewish man asked me before if I wanted to attack Hong Kong. I asked Wan'an to tell him that I didn't want to do that. Why, because mine was a Chinese first and then a businessman!"
"You" Zhao Taichang obviously hadn't thought I would be so blunt.
"No matter how powerful a person's methods are, it is impossible to defeat a country 100%. The reason Soros asked me is because if I add it, I will have a greater chance of winning." After a sigh of relief, I looked at Zhao Taichang: "I have always felt that a successful businessman should be denied by his six relatives, but I have to admit that I am not a successful businessman, otherwise I would not let go of this good opportunity to make money because of the blood in my bones."
"You really didn't do it with Soros."
"You really love nonsense. I can tell you that Wanan's current goal of Saiwon Temple is South Korea."
"So Soros" Zhao Taichang still asked me unwillingly.
"Master Zhao, some people will not die before the Yellow River, and they will drown in the Yellow River. I have said so, you should understand." I patted my forehead, thinking that Master Zhao really loves to drill dead ends: "Some things can For, there are some things that cannot be done. I can still distinguish this point clearly."
"That's good, that's good." Zhao Taichang finally figured it out and smiled apologetically at me.
"Then how are you going to deal with my grandson?" At this time, Old Man Wang looked at me and asked.