Four thousand two hundred and seventy-first chapter group attack
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Lei Lei was still hesitating, but Liu Xiaoli had already stood up, walked to the table, frowned and spoke impatiently, "Teacher Gao, you drank a little too much today... go to bed early."
"Liu Xiaoli, when did it become your turn to be in charge here?" Reporter Gao frowned. Liu Xiaoli has a sharp writing style. She is a rising star who has emerged in Tiannan's public opinion circles in recent years, so he knows her.
But he is a reporter from Xinhua News Agency, far beyond the level of a third-rate media like Tiannan Business Daily. He doesn't take this person very seriously, "I'm here to report on Mr. Jing. You don't have the qualifications."
"I am announcing now that you will be disqualified from reporting," Liu Xiaoli said with a stern face. She has been mentally ill, so what should she be afraid of? Especially since Chen Taizhong is at the scene, "You can leave, you are not welcome here."
"It doesn't matter what you say," Reporter Gao hesitated before speaking. There is no good thing to say in a hurry. When he saw a reporter from the Pheasant Newspaper arguing with him, he also choked. "Your surname is Liu, not Jing...I am
You’re here on behalf of a unit, what unit do you represent?”
This is really a slap in the face. The "Tiannan Daily" where Liu Xiaoli works is originally a social media. Although reporter Liu has become famous recently, she is just a job editor at the moment - this is all thanks to her reputation.
Already.
"She did it on behalf of our provincial party committee," a voice sounded at this moment, but it was Li Yuntong who showed up at some point - in fact, no one noticed when she arrived.
Chen Taizhong was also a little stunned when he saw it, but when he thought about it again, what the Civilization Office was focusing on was spiritual civilization. Mr. Jing was a master of calligraphy, and at his 100th birthday party, the Civilization Office should show something.
The silly elder sister was wearing a white embroidered short-sleeved shirt and a beige one-step skirt. Her tall figure stood there, giving people a vague sense of oppression, but seeing her slender and round legs, Chen Taizhong will always forget last spring.
That night, with her two plump long legs spread wide open, she said... Leader, you have to go deep into the masses!
"This is a reporter from our Business Daily, representing the attitude of our Economic and Trade Department." Then, another person stood up and said with a sneer, "Young man, you can eat whatever you want. This is a buffet... you can't talk.
Nonsense."
Damn it. This is...Dong Yuliang? Chen Taizhong hesitated for a moment. Then he recognized the person in front of him. He was a classmate of the Provincial Party School and the rising star of the Economic and Trade Department. He seemed to be in his early thirties, and he was already thinking about going to the deputy department.
"Why are you from Xinhua News Agency here to cause trouble in this situation?" Another young man spoke up, looking very impatient, "Eat your food honestly... Don't mess around with Mr. Jing's good life."
This person also seemed familiar to Chen Taizhong. He was probably the secretary of Ling Luo, the boss of the Civil Affairs Department. Well, if there is such a centenarian birthday among the people, even if he is not Mr. Jing, the Civil Affairs Department should come and greet him.
"Okay, it's a good day for Mr. Jing, let's all eat and drink," Chen Taizhong finally spoke up and looked at the reporter Gao again, "You can go, you are not welcome here."
"Who are you?" The reporter Gao was already very excited. He felt that the humiliation he had suffered in his life was not as great as he is today, so he asked without hesitation, "Are you from the Jing family?"
"Taizhong, what do you want to do with him?" At this time, someone spoke again. It turned out to be a beautiful young man walking in from outside, "Just throw him away. How can you talk so much?"
Nonsense, I'm not as old as you. Chen Taizhong smiled and nodded, "Chunliang, I'll leave that to you."
"Director Xu, you..." Reporter Gao stared at the other party dumbfounded. He knew Xu Chunliang. The performance of the Phoenix Science and Technology Commission was so incredible, and Xinhua News Agency had published several articles, so he could recognize the Science and Technology Commission.
The boss is coming.
He even knew that Director Xu was the son of Xu Shaohui, secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. He was not sure about the identity of the other people who spoke, but he really couldn't afford to offend the person in front of him.
"Don't do this or that," Xu Chunliang waved his hand and spoke with a hint of impatience, "Taizhong asked you to leave, why aren't you leaving?"
Director Xu's temperament is soft on the outside but strong on the inside, and he is not likely to get angry with others. However, he has been the head of the Science and Technology Committee for many years. As the saying goes, "the spirit of the people is nourished by the spirit of the people," and he inadvertently brings out a hint of dignity in his conversation.
"Taizhong?" Reporter Gao repeated these two words softly. The next moment, his body shook violently and he looked at the tall young man in shock. After being stunned for almost five seconds, he lowered his head and grabbed the
With the handbag in hand, he left in a hurry without saying a word - is this the legendary Chen Taizhong?
He has never met Director Chen, but he has heard from many people that the rising star of the Huang family and the underground king of Tiannan have a very bad temper. By the way, he seems to be the Jing family.
The boyfriend of that talented beautiful girl.
Seeing him hiding his face and walking away, Chen Taizhong didn't bother to care. Instead, he turned to look at Xu Chunliang and said hello with a smile, "I asked why you are here?"
"You can come, but I can't come?" Director Xu said directly to him, and then spoke again, "Jing Junwei has a good relationship with me, and I'm at Sufeng Mobile, it's a two-step thing."
"How are the sales of Sufeng's mobile phones recently?" Chen Taizhong just wanted to know.
"It's not that good, let's fight for the price," Xu Chunliang shook his head helplessly, "Currently we are developing color screen mobile phones to see if we can regain some market share... I am considering giving up Siemens modules. Siemens is about to be unable to survive in the mobile phone field.
Already."
"Don't be so sad," Chen Taizhong smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Infrared thermometer, you have made 200 million, right? Why are you pretending to be poor?"
"Shit, the gross profit is not even 50 million," Xu Chunliang swore directly, "The sales are not that small, but the province and the city have told me to take the overall situation into consideration and not make too much profit."
"This is just money to burn. Fifty million yuan in two months is still less than that?" Chen Taizhong pointed at him speechlessly, "We in Beichong can't make 50 million yuan in a year."
"You are incomparable, the foundation is different," Xu Chunliang rolled his eyes at him, and then he seemed to find that he was a little choked when he spoke, so he had to add, "Beichong has you here, it is not easy to develop."
?”
"By the way, this infrared thermometer of yours came from my inspiration," Chen Taizhong said with a smile, "should I be given some creative fees?"
"Isn't what I gave you less?" Xu Chunliang snorted dissatisfied. When Chen Taizhong first arrived in Beichong, he supported him with 20 million yuan - it was an out-and-out support, the same as an appropriation.
However, there is nothing worth mentioning about two brothers in the same generation. "Now that the weather is getting warmer and the epidemic has stopped, many people think that the virus may make a comeback next year. What do you think?"
"No wonder you are compressing the profits of the Science and Technology Commission. It turns out you want to be long-term," Chen Taizhong reacted. If the epidemic breaks out again next year, there will be a wave of demand for infrared thermometers. If Chunliang wants to make a brand now, he will have to sacrifice some of his interests.
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However, in Luo Tianshangxian's previous impression, he seemed to be troubled. At least for a long time in the future, he never heard of such a terrifying thing. He thought about it carefully before answering seriously, "But this
It's useless for you to ask me, I'm not a doctor."
"I want to stock up on some components, just like you stock up on ramie and coal," Xu Chunliang said bluntly and directly stated his needs, "Others say you have strong forecasting skills... Please help me predict."
"I have Mao's ability to predict," Chen Taizhong shook his head, thought for a moment and then added, "I don't think there is a need to stock up."
"If you say that, then we won't stock up." Xu Chunliang nodded. He was very casual in doing things, and then he rolled his eyes, "Actually, what bothers me is the development of Sufeng's mobile phone... You can also help me
Make a prediction?"
"I've told you, I won't predict," Chen Taizhong waved his hand and then twitched his nose, "Sufeng Mobile Phone, but Hi-tech Zone Holdings, let that proud little hen have a headache... Well, what does it smell like?
Is it so fragrant?”
"The smell of little cock stewed with mushrooms," a voice sounded behind him. It was none other than Jiang Junrong. What Chen Taizhong smelled was the smell of her perfume.
"We haven't eaten yet, so I'm leaving first," Xu Chunliang nodded, turned around and left as if nothing had happened.
"Chunliang, you are a bad student," Chen Taizhong sighed, then turned to look at the woman behind him, "Aren't you coming tomorrow?"
"If I come tomorrow, I won't hear you talking behind my back." Jiang Junrong looked at him with a sullen face, half-smiling, "So you gave me such a nickname?"
"It's none of my business, it was Xu Chunliang who named it for you," Chen Taizhong shook his head - his brother was just selling it, and then he planned to leave.
"If you leave like this, I will tell Jing Ziling that you are teasing me," Jiang Junrong stood there and spoke calmly.
I said, it's Mr. Jing's good life after all, you won't be like this, right? Chen Taizhong frowned, and before he could speak, he suddenly heard someone behind him greeting him in surprise, "Sister Junrong, are you here?"
The person who said hello was none other than Li Shilu. He couldn't find anyone he knew anywhere. He was so happy when he saw Jiang Junrong coming. When Chen Taizhong heard the voice, he walked away - Xiao Li, I am worthy of helping you so many times.
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When Jiang Junrong saw this, she had no choice but to cause trouble for him. She could only say hello, "Uncle Yongsheng isn't here?"
"I'm not here. I'm here on behalf of the media," Li Shilu said with a smile, not knowing that he had become a bright light bulb. "I was worried about where to get some tidbits. Fortunately, you are here."
"Of course we have to find Chen Taizhong for the tidbits," Jiang Junrong smiled and shook her head, then frowned, "This guy is really destined for women...who is that old woman?"
"That... is the editor-in-chief of a newspaper in Hengbei," Li Shilu followed her gaze and found that Niu Xiaorui was talking to Chen Taizhong with a smile. He couldn't help being a little surprised - Sister Junrong said this, Niu Xiaorui may not be better than you
Big right?
In fact, he was still willing to explain something to Chen Taizhong, "This woman often writes soft articles for Brother Taizhong." (To be continued)
