Under the dim night, Jing Gao was actually a little surprised. It was obvious that the old man in front of him should be the business tycoon "Ren He" mentioned by Shen Jinyuan and Professor Zhao. He is fifty-one years old and has gray hair on his temples, but he looks as if he is sixty years old.
Ren He glanced at Professor Zhao, Jing Gao, An Zhiwen, and Assistant Song who came in, raised his eyelids, and continued to "coat the dog." The big yellow dog lay at its owner's feet with its eyes narrowed, looking very comfortable. The tail slapped on the stone floor, as if to say hello to the guests.
Professor Zhao, who was wearing a Tang suit and cloth shoes, was supporting An Zhiwen. He didn't care at all about Ren He's behavior and said in a funny tone: "Hey, Mr. Ren, you are a fat dog. You will be pregnant soon." Is it 30 pounds?"
Ren He snorted coldly and said, "No matter how much he weighs, can you still drink and eat meat now?"
Professor Zhao bowed his hands in a salute with the style of a literati in the old society, "To each other."
Assistant Song suppressed a laugh. I have received professional training and generally won’t laugh unless I can’t help it. Walk inside, ready to pour tea.
Ren He's entire face turned dark. He is in poor health now, has three high blood pressure, and his wife won't let him eat meat or drink alcohol. He said unhappily: "You bad old man!" Seeing Assistant Song walking inside, he turned around and shouted: "Xiao Song, use the tea leaves in the cabinet in the living room."
That was his best tea. Tea picked from the few remaining old tea trees in the origin of Dahongpao. That's two or three pounds a year.
"Okay, Mr. Ren." Assistant Song agreed, but didn't stop at all. He knew what was going on. Not only did the two of them quarrel when they met, Professor Zhao also wanted to stew Mr. Ren's emotional "rhubarb". But Professor Zhao and Ren have always been great friends.
Professor Zhao raised his head and laughed, "Haha!" An Zhiwen sat in the wheelchair in fear - Lao An was really afraid that the old man would laugh at him, because he just had a heart operation not long ago. Just talking in the yard. He introduced: "This is my son-in-law An Zhiwen. This is my best friend Jing Gao. Xiao Jing wants to buy a piece of imperial green for his girlfriend. I remember you have a few here."
Ren Hedao: "Good thing." He told Assistant Song who brought the tea out, "Xiao Song, go to the Jia Ziku and get a piece of imperial green jade." There is no excuse for the rare and beautiful jade on the market. Said that this shows his friendship with Professor Zhao.
After saying that, he looked at Jing Gao again.
A very clean and refreshing young man. He was taller than him and had a healthy, youthful energy about him. Eyes reserved and confident. I know it in my heart.
Ren He patted his yellow dog and let Dahuang go play in the yard. He picked up the purple clay pot and took a sip directly to his mouth, and asked: "Xiaojing, what books do you usually read?"
This is just a few words of small talk, with a hint of taking a test. Professor Zhao’s introduction was “This is my old friend.”
Jing Gao knew in his heart that if he had a good conversation and had a good eye for this big boss, he could probably have a personal relationship with him. If the conversation is not interesting, then stop there. Today's visit was purely because Professor Zhao brought him here.
In other words, this is what is called "chance" in life. A person's life is often made up of many small choices. Those who "lament that they did not seize any good opportunities when they were young" are mostly thinking after the fact.
However, as a powerful man with unlimited cards, there is really no need to accommodate or lick the boss. Let’s talk if we can; if we can’t, we’ll forget about it.
Idakadao: "When I was busy working part-time in college, I read professional books. As for miscellaneous books, I read martial arts, celebrity biographies, wars in modern Chinese history, and World War II. After graduation, I read online books. I have read a few books recently. For books about self-cultivation, I am currently reading the best-selling book 'Wolf Totem' from a few years ago."
Ren Hedao: "Yes. Reading can gain knowledge, broaden one's horizons and mind, and make people think, instead of following others' opinions. The pattern of the founder of an enterprise will determine how far the enterprise can go. Are you reading the Selected Works of Mao Zedong? ?”
Jing Gao said matter-of-factly: "I haven't read it completely. Just the few I learned in the text. I have read six or seven versions of the chairman's biography."
Ren He said rudely: "That won't work. They are all presented again from things that others have chewed over. So you have to read the original versions of many classic works. To understand and recognize great men, you have to read Selected Works of Mao. For example: There is a very strange argument on the Internet: Now that so many countries are scolding us, we must deeply reflect on ourselves! What the chairman said: I don’t think well of a person who is afraid of being scolded.”
I go. Brother, you are still online!
An Zhiwen complained speechlessly. This is why Mr. Ren talks like a person from the last century. He has the air of a patriarch and asks people to read the Selected Works of Mao whenever they meet. He was really surprised when he suddenly said "online" again.
Jing Gao liked to talk about this topic and said with a smile: "Mr. Ren, this is a very typical public intellectual talk. Public intellectuals are a group of people with problems. They always compare our garbage dumps with the big living rooms in the West and come up with various conclusions. Weird remarks.
It is unrealistic to solve the problem of being scolded! Because this is how big countries are treated. Except for the Five Eyes Alliance, is there really no one in the world who criticizes the United States? They are all free people! 'I can't see it! As far as I know, Germans are very unhappy with Americans. Bismarck said: God loves three kinds of people: drunkards, fools, and Americans.
In the early years when we were relatively poor and looked down upon by others internationally, who scolded us? Like Indian Asan, who in our country rarely scolds him? Of course, the international English media are very tolerant of Ah San. It's basically the mentality of a father looking after his son. "
Ren He laughed, "That's right! Indian Asan is the son of the British. He is known as the brightest pearl in the crown of the British Empire. Let's go and sit in the room."
Professor Zhao smiled and asked An Zhiwen to push him into the room. Xiaojing is still quite level.
The patriotism in him is very appealing to Ren He, and he is very brave to talk about it. In fact, it is a taboo in social situations to talk about politics and history when meeting. It is easy to come up with the understanding that "different ways do not work together".
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The large living room is very simply decorated, somewhat similar to the kind of main room in the countryside. There are no TV sets, sofas and other items. But it's all mahogany furniture. The incense burner has a bit of the charm of "Rui Nao Xiao Jin Beast".
A tall, graceful woman walked out of it, holding washed fruits, and said, "Everyone, take the fruits and eat them. Professor Zhao, are you okay?"
Professor Zhao said with a smile: "I won't die for the time being. Xiao Zhang, I haven't eaten the braised pork you made for a few days. Will you give me a whole plate later?"
Zhang Ting is a beautiful woman in her forties, fair and graceful. Her smile is still very good-looking. She said neatly: "It takes so much effort to cook. But I really don't dare to do it to you. You both have to quit. Lose a lot of money."
Professor Zhao said: "Look, Xiao Ren is a rich man, so he eats so much every day that he becomes fat and tall. My old man is a salaried person. How can he eat so much every day?"
Ren He said: "Haha, who is a serious person who only gets a salary? Ask yourself, Old Zhao, are you a serious person?"
Professor Zhao was speechless. The living room was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere. Zhang Ting smiled and went in to cook. My sister-in-law is coming later. As for Professor Zhao, he probably won’t stay for dinner.
While talking, Assistant Song came back and put the imperial green jade in the brocade box. Let Professor Zhao check it first. Professor Zhao got off the slope, took the reading glasses from An Zhiwen's hand, and said, "Let me take a look."
Ren He sat on the main seat in the living room, drank tea, and then chatted with Jing Gao, "Do you have Weibo? Some time ago, it was all about that person's divorce case. No one asked about the general's grave, and the actor's family affairs are known to the world. ! Let entertainment news fill the public arena of public opinion, which is a tragedy for a country."
Jing Gao said: "I have a trumpet myself. If I don't understand anything, I just curse. Mr. Ren, don't you have a trumpet to play?"
Ren He sighed with a look on his face: "It's not enough to curse people on a trumpet."
Everyone in the room couldn't help laughing when he said this. Professor Zhao closed the brocade box, handed it to Jing Gao, took off his presbyopic eyes and said, "Then you can still post it on Moments!"
Ren He sighed: "I don't have many friends on WeChat? It's almost like opening a small account on Weibo."
While he was talking, a woman wearing a white short dress came in, her long, straight white legs exposed. She is in her early thirties and has a beautiful appearance. With long earrings, she has an elegant and fashionable temperament for a beautiful woman.
Seeing that there were guests in the house, she shouted: "Brother."
Ren He gave a rare smile, nodded, and said: "Come here and call someone. Uncle Zhao, do you still remember it? This is his son-in-law. This is Jing Gao." Then he introduced the beautiful woman who came in, "This is My sister Jiahui."
Ren Jiahui greeted everyone politely. When it was Jing Gao's turn, he held out his hand and said with a smile hidden in his beautiful eyes, a little proud: "Mr. Jing, it's better to meet by chance than to invite you. Let's go out together later in the evening? I'll give it to you." Si Yan, Cheng Yanxi and the others shouted out."
We flew back to the capital together on the same plane. Ren Jiahui even provoked Guan Yujia before leaving. I haven’t contacted you in the past two days and I don’t want to meet you here.
When Jing Gao saw Ren Jiahui, he was as surprised as Ren Jiahui when she saw him. But compared to Ren Jiahui's small pride and joy, he was really simply surprised. I didn't expect that she had such a rich brother. Smiling and shaking hands with her, "Okay."
You can't just ask someone to do something for you. Then he will turn around and say: We all have our own things to do. What's that? Ren Jiahui deliberately spoke in front of Ren He, just because she didn't want to give him a chance to refuse.
After greetings, Ren Jiahui walked briskly to the back to find her sister-in-law. Professor Zhao stood up and shook hands with Ren He to say goodbye, "Okay, I won't disturb your meal. I'm leaving."
Ren He shook hands with his old friend, looked at his aging face, laborious movements, and then looked at the son-in-law he had specially brought today. He was a little emotional and held his hands firmly, "Old Zhao, this will not be the last time we meet. Bar?"
Professor Zhao smiled openly and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Good people don't live long, but harm will last for thousands of years. Do you think I look like a good person?"
Ren He didn't know the news about Professor Zhao and Liao Rong's divorce yet, so he said: "What a piece of shit you are, a romantic old talent!"
Professor Zhao laughed heartily and walked out of Ren's three-story villa, supported by An Zhiwen and accompanied by Jing Gao.
Ren He was at the threshold of the living room, watching his old friend disappear. He didn't know why he felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. Too much like Tuogu!
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The setting sun is like blood and will fall on the horizon. The vehicle stopped outside the courtyard gate, and Fu Ye and others came to greet it.
Professor Zhao was in low spirits and sat in a wheelchair with his eyes closed to rest. An Zhiwen pushed the wheelchair.
Jing Gao held the brocade box in his hand. He really didn't expect that the matter would be solved so easily. Professor Zhao's palm will pass, and there will basically be no problem. Just find someone to process it.
Just as he was about to get in the car, Assistant Song quickly chased him out, "Mr. Jing, wait a moment, wait a moment."
Jing Gao was waiting for him by the car and said with a gentle smile: "Assistant Song, what's the matter?"
Assistant Song took out a business card and handed it to Jing Gao, "Mr. Jing, this is Mr. Ren's business card. Mr. Ren said that you are welcome to visit my home when you have time." Mr. Ren was so moved by the scene just now that he was busy talking to Professor Zhao and forgot about it. Say something to Jing Gao.
"Oh, thank you." Jing Gao carefully put it away and said, "Assistant Song, I want to process this piece of imperial green jade as soon as possible. I wonder if Assistant Song knows any masters."
"I'll go back and ask if they can take the job, and then call Mr. Jing." Assistant Song agreed.
Jinggao and his entourage took a car to the villa area at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain.
