After a seven-and-a-half-hour flight, the high-flying "Shanghai" arrived at the Moscow airport at 8:20 p.m.
Xia Jianze, the person in charge of Coolpad Mobile Phone Company in Moscow, waited outside the airport early with a fleet of vehicles.
He was about forty years old, with a chubby face, small eyes, and a tall build. His smile showed the shrewdness of a middle-level manager. He took two steps quickly, bowed slightly and held Jing Gao's hand with both hands, "Mr. Jing, good evening!" "
Jing Gao gently shook Xia Jianze's hand and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work." The accompanying bodyguards had already opened the door of the Mercedes-Benz car that was second in the team. Jing Gao took the beautiful young woman assistant Zheng Xiaobing and sat in the car. .
Xie An put his arms around his new girlfriend Zou Ruoya, who had a cool temperament. The evening breeze from the airport blew her shawl-length hair onto his handsome face. He got into the Mercedes-Benz car without hesitation and couldn't help but sigh to his girlfriend: " Lao Jing’s pomp and aura are getting stronger and stronger. He is truly the world’s top tycoon!”
Lin Xiaozhong, Fan Zhongkai, Xu Junzhe, Tong Cun and others all got into the modified luxury bus at the back.
Cao Le, Fatty Zeng, Zhu Zhongtian, and Luo Yi all used to play football with Jing Gao in the seven-a-side stadium in Tongzhou. At this moment, they each looked at each other, feeling that it was natural and feeling unspeakable.
Isn’t it normal to take a private jet to watch a game and have a fleet of vehicles waiting to pick you up outside the airport? But who wouldn’t be touched by the initial exposure to a luxurious, comfortable life where you don’t have to worry about everything?
Especially since Luo Yi was Jing Gao's college classmate and he lived in the dormitory next door. The relationship with Xie An is not good. This feeling will be even greater! Who would have expected that a mediocre classmate in college would become a rich man? This feels like a dream.
Luo Yi is short. Looking at Zhu Zhongtian who is wearing a suit and wearing a Tissot watch next to him, it is said that his business has jumped to a higher level with the help of Jing Gao. Luo Yi had been hesitating in his heart and was ready to let go.
If you really want to talk about it, isn't his relationship with Jing Gao much closer than that of his golf mate Zhu Zhongtian?
The motorcade left the airport at lightning speed and headed to the Luzhniki Stadium in the southwest of Moscow, which can accommodate 80,000 people.
Luzhniki Stadium is located in downtown Moscow and is the largest stadium in Russia. It is also an integral part of the Luzhniki Olympic Center. It also has a previous name: Lienan Stadium.
Great Red Mentor. All rights belong to the Soviets.
"Mr. Jing, there are still more than two hours before the start of the final. Let's go to the five-star hotel Spacios near the stadium to rest for a while and reserve an hour before going to the stadium for the final. We will then go through the VIP channel and go through the security check. Box. It only takes about fifteen minutes, and we can catch the closing ceremony."
Dong Youwei, who was sitting in the passenger seat, handed his cell phone to Jing Gao and asked Xia Jianze to report. He was giving Xia Jianze a chance to show his face in front of his boss.
"The closing ceremony doesn't matter. I mainly watch the football." Jing Gao nodded and ordered: "Xiaoxia, please send a car to pick up a friend of mine at the airport."
"Okay, Mr. Jing." Xia Jianze agreed quickly. This kind of opportunity to do personal things for the boss is rare.
Jing Gao hung up the phone and handed the phone to Dong Youwei. His attitude towards his subordinates is generally business-like, neither close nor far, which is the most appropriate distance. Of course, except for beauties.
Zheng Xiaobing, who had a bright face, looked at Jing Gao in surprise. She slept on the plane, and most of her fatigue was gone, and she could think clearly again. She understood at a glance that Mr. Jing was probably having an affair with the gentle, charming, and charming flight attendant Lu Xinlan.
This made her feel a little inexplicably depressed and unhappy. Apart from her style and temperament, in what way is her appearance and figure inferior to Lu Xinlan?
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Spacios Hotel is located southwest of Moscow city, about 3.2 kilometers away from Luzhniki Stadium. The streets on both sides are slightly quiet, and the architectural style is full of Russian style.
Jing Gao's motorcade stopped in front of the elegant and luxurious hotel. A hotel lobby manager who knew Chinese was waiting for us. After greeting us, he led several hotel attendants to help Jinggao and others carry their luggage to the hotel room on the 20th floor.
Jing Gaofan looked at the final news on his mobile phone and talked about football with Lin Xiaozhong: "Old Lin, this year's final is France versus Croatia. It's obvious who wins and who loses. The odds offered by the three major European bookmakers, all They are all optimistic about the French team."
Lin Xiaozhong is thirty-seven years old this year. He is a native of Beijing and has also worked as an urban management officer. He is particularly good at talking and understands football. He is capable of both literary and martial arts. He came forward with a smile and said: "Mr. Jing, the French team is purely using old silver-coin tactics. They have a lot of good cards in their hands but they are playing defensive counterattack tactics. I can only say that Deschamps, the coach of the French team, is The captain, who has experienced winning the World Cup in 1998, knows the ropes of the World Series very clearly."
"This is a good saying. In cup competitions, offense brings popularity, and defense brings championships! I remember this was said by a football net writer! It makes sense.
In football competitions, the decisive factor is the striker! If a world-class midfielder doesn't have a striker to shoot, it's still a bit difficult!
Although Croatia's Modric is a world-class midfielder, he obviously cannot reach the heights of Maradona and Zidane. Mandzukic is not a prolific forward, and there is still a gap between him and Lewandowski.
Romario in 1994 and Ronaldo in 2002 are all super forwards. Although the French team's forward Giroud didn't score a single goal, he just created opportunities for Mbappe and Gezi. " Jing Gao said with a smile while walking on the carpet in the hotel corridor, and he was very chatty.
At this time, Jing Gao's cell phone suddenly rang. Jing Gao looked at the phone number and made a gesture. Zheng Xiaobing opened the door with the key card, pushed the suitcase and followed Jing Gao in. He closed the door and heard Jing Gao and Lu Xinlan talking on the phone.
"Xiao Lu, do you like watching football? If you like, just ask the car to take you directly to the box at the stadium to wait for me. When you get to the hotel, you don't have enough time."
Lu Xinlan said gently on the phone: "Mr. Jing, I don't understand football. Can I wait for you in the hotel?"
Jing Gao smiled and said, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Jing Gao saw that Zheng Xiaobing was still waiting for him and said with a smile: "Xiaobing, you go and have a rest. We will set off to the stadium together later. By the way, help me call Lin Xiaobing over to chat about football." With that, he arrived. I went to wash my face in the bathroom. When I came out, I heard a knock on the door. When I opened the door, I saw it was my high school classmate Jiang Qinghua.
Jing Gao said in surprise: "Jiang Qinghua? Is there anything important?"
He actually knew very well that his high school classmate Jiang Qinghua didn't know much about football and couldn't have come to him to talk about football. It is quite possible to come to him for business. His father, Jiang Pu, also nominally holds 70% of Feng Xuehua's "Shuyun Club" in Shanghai!
What to do with the "Shuyun Club" worth nearly 2 billion, where you can have a very sumptuous "feast"! And he is exactly the one who is qualified to share the cake. But Igao is thinking about football now and doesn't want to pay attention to business matters.
So, the subtext is clear.
Jiang Qinghua smiled awkwardly. He was still under great pressure in front of Jing Gao, and said, "Mr. Jing, I have news about Fangyuan Group. Do you know it?"
