Imperial Capital, the headquarters of the'Holy Light'.
Daddy Lin walked out of the elevator with a thermos bucket, and the front desk assistant in the president's office smiled upon seeing this'guo', and yelled'Uncle' cordially.
Lin Zhengyi's face was red and shiny. He came in laughing and greeted everyone happily.
The president's office is one floor, not one or two people, there are more than one hundred employees. So Papa Lin doesn't walk in a straight line. He seems to be walking a maze. He has to tour the entire floor before he stops.
Because the group is too large, the president's office is divided into more than a dozen districts. The supervisor of each district greeted Daddy Lin with a smile and must say hello.
You can't do it if you don't fight!
When the'Guo Zhang' comes, face must be given.
After the inspection, Papa Lin walked into the office of the secretary general of the group with a sense of satisfaction. Lin Wan had already received a call from the front desk inside, and sighed when she saw the thermos barrel brought by her father.
"Dad, how many times have you told you? Don't come to me to make trouble, it will affect your work too much. If you don't talk about it, you will definitely complain in private."
Where is Daddy Lin willing to listen, he lowered the thermos to the desk, and said in a low voice: "This group of big business people, I have to help Xiao Zhou stare. He is the one who does big things, but the little ghosts underneath should also be guarded.
Also, I will bring you the chicken soup that your mother simmered all night last night. Drink it while it's hot and nutritious. You work so hard, you have to make up for it. Also don't starve my grandson. "
Lin Wan was really helpless, got up from behind the desk with a big belly. The chicken soup in the thermos is very fresh and fragrant. But she still whispered:
"Dad, chicken soup is actually not nutritious. It's better to eat meat. Besides, I have a full-time dietitian, and I have a balanced diet to ensure that my body and fetus are fine. This chicken soup... is too oily."
The Chinese have just come from a hard time, and pregnant women are trying to eat desperately without exercising. This is all wrong. But there is no way, the old people's thinking is still stuck in the age when there is no food to eat.
Lin Wan pressed the call button to the desk, and soon the oriole, who was also puffed up, walked in and greeted Lin Zhengyi with a smile, "Uncle Lin, I can smell your stewed chicken soup all the way back. The meeting is divided into half. Take it away first."
Looking at the oriole carrying the belly of the same month as Lin Wan, Daddy Lin was helpless. He sighed and said in a low voice: "Girlfriend, you guys..."
"Dad." Lin Wan knew what her father was going to say, so she gagged.
Father Lin still sighed: "The'Holy Light' is now the pillar of the country. In the feudal society of the past, it is absolutely no problem to seal a king. Take the aircraft carrier as an example. This has an impact on the regional political situation. too big."
Dad rushed from Tianyang to the imperial capital. In the past, he chatted with his neighbors in the neighborhood. His profession was either a worker or a grassroots employee, and his knowledge was limited.
Now in the imperial capital, Dad was arranged to live in the courtyard of the ministries and commissions. Whoops... It's incredible! The neighbors around are either university professors or retired cadres. At first he was very scared, for fear that he would be teased when he said the wrong thing, but soon...
This is simply a natural'key political situation'.
The level of these guys is very limited.
One by one, the title is scary, and the level is too bad.
Daddy Lin is in it, like a fish in water!
Think about it, those professors and cadres who have been studying the global and regional political and economic situations all year round have eyes high and no eyes. They can fill elephants with green onions in their nostrils, but they are said no to by the local hats. Talking.
That kind of refreshment... like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, it's endless!
When Papa Lin left Tianyang, the old neighbors in the old neighborhood breathed a sigh of relief, but a group of veteran cadres in the imperial capital were facing enemies. He comes to the headquarters of the group every day to learn something from his daughter so that he can learn and sell now.
Carrying the thermos bucket is incidental.
Lin Wan knew that he would never leave unless he broke the news to his father. So helplessly, he asked the assistant to lead the old man to the small meeting room next door and show him a recorded interview video.
"What video?"
"Qingfeng accepted an interview with the hk media yesterday. These contents have not been made public in the mainland. There is a lot of information inside, so take your time."
When I heard the interview video of his son-in-law that had not been made public, Daddy Lin kept laughing excitedly. He knew his son-in-law was always courageous, not afraid of death, but dared to do it. The interview video will definitely be a place in town.
When the video was played, a hk reporter asked: "Zhou, what do you think about the return in two years?"
On the screen, Zhou Qingfeng sat on the sofa and did not speak for a few seconds, before speaking for a while, "Some things have to be slashed, and we can't wait to solve them after they are out of control.
After the reunification, hk became a special zone. I intend to nominate myself and run for the head of the SAR, which can be regarded as contributing to the country and the people. "
Damn it, fierce material!
Father Lin didn't understand for a while, but he just said that his son-in-law can be a king. Isn't that a king
Meng, this son-in-law is really fierce!
Too fierce, invincible fierce!
The reporter who asked the question was confused by these words and thought: Big Brother, who dares to fight with you when you come out for election? Who is not afraid of you? Even the British governor has to give way. Is that called a campaign? You are Mingqiu!
Damn it, you have such ambitions!
The hk reporters are happy, they like this kind of fierce man. A reporter specially reminded: "Zhou, are you a hk citizen now? In terms of eligibility for election..."
Zhou Qingfeng sneered and said, "This is not a problem at all. I said I'm going to run for election. Is there anyone who opposes it?"
A bunch of reporters all shook their heads, for fear of being dragged to plant flowers.
"Do you have any policy agenda?" the reporter continued to ask.
"Build more houses first to solve the housing problem of the citizens."
"Can you get the recognition and cooperation of hk real estate developers?"
"I feel that they have come to seek my approval and take the initiative to cooperate. Of course, I will definitely feel that I have backers and don't cooperate, but I am very good at dealing with this kind of people."
The reporter was sweaty, and he stopped talking.
Zhou Qingfeng continued: "I know what you are worried about, but the key to hk is the tax rate of the free port. This is actually determined by the central government through negotiations with foreign countries, and it has nothing to do with hk.
And I am also very good at these negotiations, I have many methods to balance the relations between countries. In the next two years, my work will be transferred to major country diplomacy, to create a'community with a shared future for mankind'. "
This tone is too big, the tyrant pulls cool and blows the sky!
Daddy Lin was watching the video at the headquarters of the "Shengguang", and the video was also being shown on the TV in the living room of George's family in Washington.
Michelle sat at the table and whispered Zhou Qingfeng's original words for her father. Old George heard his face gloomy and furious. But Xiao Yang Niu translated a paragraph, and suddenly couldn't help but retched, and got up and ran toward the bathroom in a hurry.
Mrs. George sat next to him for a while, and hurriedly followed over to see the situation. A few minutes later, she came back and whispered a few words in her husband's ear.
Old George's face, like a volcanic eruption, furious!
But he didn't say anything, only clenched his fists, staring at Zhou Qingfeng who was talking on TV, wishing he could desperately.
It's like a cabbage that an old farmer has been working so hard to grow for more than 20 years. It is white, tender, tender, and watery, just one piece. As a result, the cabbage was overwhelmed by wild boars who did not know where it came from.
Angry!
Endlessly.
The kind to start a world war!
The parliamentary assistant just walked into the living room and whispered in the ear of Old George: "Your Excellency, next year is the general election year. There is an internal nomination in the party, and you have the highest vote rate."
Old George didn't even hear these words, only staring at Zhou Qingfeng, who also talked about the election campaign on TV.
There are a lot of topics on TV to improve people's livelihood and strengthen the economy. At the end, a sentence came out, "Trust me, economics is what I do best. As long as I become the chief executive, tomorrow will be better."