Chapter 601 The Price of Heartbeat

Liu Jishan and Shen Xue chatted very speculatively as they had someone to sue together.

Chatting and chatting, Liu Jishan's heart gradually warmed up when he saw the beautiful woman walking off the TV screen in front of him.

Early the next morning, he told his secretary, "From now on, I will send a bouquet of flowers to this address every day,"

He took out a business card with a faint fragrance, and copied down the address on it, "Remember, don't let other people in the company know, including Mr. Liu,"

The secretary knew that Mr. Liu was referring to his brother.

"clear!"

However, what hit Boss Liu hard again was that his romantic offensive only lasted for two weeks before being stopped by the sweaty Boss Liu himself.

Because he has received euphemistic greetings from several parties, generally with the same meaning, "Concentrate on your own business,"

One of the leaders of the Housing Management Bureau even summoned him to visit him. He looked at him as if he was looking at someone who was trying to die. The arrogant Liu Jishan was covered in cold sweat at that time. The role of government departments.

He also suddenly came to his senses, the key point of those words was the word "concentrate".

It turned out that even if the beautiful hostess stepped off the TV screen, it had nothing to do with people like him. When he received the greeting, he didn't even want to inquire about anyone behind him.

However, this is obviously not the end, he can also imagine that if a person has a lust for his wife, within the scope of his ability, he is afraid that he will beat that person's guts out.

So he asked the leader of the housing management bureau to do the job, and invited the host Shen to come out. Of course, he couldn't meet with the host Shen again, so he asked his elder brother to come forward for him and gave the host Shen a card. The amount in it was really Boss Liu is so heartbroken!

Not to mention the fact that he didn't eat the fox, and caused a lot of trouble, but also paid a large sum of money. This time, his heartbeat really cost a lot of money.

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At this time, Zhou Xinyu had already returned to Shanghai. He did not take the initiative to find the Pudong Merchants Bureau, but found a friend in the government department through his relationship. However, the news he heard from the side made him very depressed.

Feng Yiping was right. As of the end of November, Pudong had absorbed less than US$3 billion in foreign investment. However, it was very untimely that just this month, Pudong signed contracts for two super-large projects. Merchants agreement, investment of US$1.63 billion in Grace Semiconductor, and investment of US$1.5 billion in SMIC.

In other words, Pudong has absorbed more foreign investment in this month than the sum of the previous 11 months of this year. Now the entire investment promotion department is busy around those two major projects.

He felt that with the group's mere 100 million US dollars, it would be very difficult to obtain any good preferential terms.

When Feng Yiping heard his feedback, he also felt that in this world, there is really no richest, only richer.

However, although this is the first time he has heard the names of these two companies, he knows that the signing of such a large project is by no means a one-day effort. to decide.

"Mr. Zhou, we can look at the problem from a different angle. The landing of such a super-large project should not be mainly due to the investment promotion department. I am afraid that the main leaders of the SH city government must contribute.

For China Merchants, a project worth more than US$10 million is a big project, and we are planning to invest US$100 million in advance, and we are definitely their VIP guests, so we can make requests confidently, "

Mr. Zhou, this time, probably took the matter of returning to his hometown too seriously, and was a little thoughtless for a while, "Think about it again, why did these two projects have to be signed before the end of the year?"

Hearing Feng Yiping's analysis, Zhou Xinyu also became active, "Of course it's for performance!"

"Yes, government departments also need performance, especially in a representative place like Pudong. You said, if they can get off to a good start in January of 2001, will China Merchants be very happy?"

"I understand Yiping," Zhou Xinyu successfully regained his confidence.

Sure enough, as soon as he released the news, the leader of the China Merchants Bureau personally called him on the same day, and they were quite enthusiastic.

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On the night of the 24th, Christmas Eve.

On a day like this, if you are more bourgeois and more stylish, you should find a high-end restaurant, work with western food and red wine, and Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping, the two children who came out of the ravine, happily ate another meal. The meat was hot, and both of them sweated greasy forehead.

The villa area is very lively, especially the families of foreigners. There are colorful lights in different shapes in the yard.

They just came back from eating hotpot, stepping on the snow, holding hands, looking at each family with great interest, "They celebrate Christmas, which seems to be more lively than our Spring Festival," Huang Jingping said.

Isn’t it right? Now that we celebrate the Spring Festival, there are not many New Year pictures on the gates. Usually, a couplet is pasted. It’s really not as grand as these foreigners.

However, tonight, it was not only the courtyard of these foreigners that was grand, but also the place below a female dormitory building in the school.

With the help of several friends, Gao Heng used lit red candles to form a heart shape on the snow, and filled the middle of the heart shape with red roses.

This formation, before it was successfully set up, attracted a lot of people to watch. The windows upstairs were filled with the heads of girls who watched the excitement, and there was a commotion upstairs and downstairs.

Gao Heng probably had half a can of mousse on his head. He was wearing a white shirt, blue suit, red tie, and black windbreaker. He was dressed like a social person, with his hands clasped into a trumpet shape, and he shouted upstairs, "Wu Xinyang, I love you." !"

Gao Heng's actions resonated with many young men and women who were still exuding strong hormones in the cold winter like this. Many male students offered to assist Gao Heng and shouted with him.

Five minutes passed, and no one came down. Seven minutes passed, and the person who came down did not have to wait. Ten minutes later, the target person still did not go downstairs, and did not even show his head in front of the dormitory window.

The assister hadn't had the strength and motivation to shout for a long time, but they were not in a hurry to leave. Some of the red candles were blown out by the cold wind, and everyone was watching. A male protagonist holding a bouquet of roses with a forced smile on his face.

However, at this time, of course, everyone does not expect to see the happy ending, the main thing is to see, this buddy, how should it end?

When the smile on Gao Heng's face was almost frozen, he finally reached a step, and a girl upstairs shouted, "Wu Xinyang is not here today!"

"Brother, you haven't done enough preparation work, right?" Some of the onlookers said something slightly complaining, pedaled away, and the rest of the audience followed suit.

Had I known this earlier, how much better would it have been better to go back to the heated dormitory earlier? Or, holding the little girl's little hand, it's not bad to walk in the snow and look for plum blossoms on the campus in the bright moonlight of this month.

Such snow on such a winter day can make two people walking outside get closer together, and on such a day, coupled with such moonlight, maybe it can bring the unclear relationship closer?

Gao Heng tried his best to clean up the mess with a few friends, even though he would be out of his mind - he knew very well that Wu Xinyang was in the dormitory now, but he still tried his best, "Brothers have worked hard, I invite everyone go have a drink,"

A buddy who participated in the whole process of design and implementation patted him on the shoulder, hesitated to speak, "Forget it, it's getting late, go to bed early,"

Gao Heng glanced at the lighted window for the last time, will she look at me from behind the window now?

"Gao Heng, wait," a girl shouted to catch up.

He was overjoyed at first, and then he couldn't hide his disappointment. He could tell from the voice that this was not the person he was expecting.

The female classmate didn't speak, handed him an envelope, turned around and left, Gao Heng suddenly didn't dare to read what was written inside.

Finally, I found a street lamp and tremblingly opened the letter. After that, I sat on the snow-covered bench for a long time. After returning to the dormitory, I fell asleep without talking to anyone or taking off my clothes.

On the morning of Christmas, Feng Yiping heard about this incident as soon as he arrived in the courtyard. Looking at Wu Xinyang, who was sitting in front of the left side of the classroom, as if nothing had happened, and Gao Heng, who was expressionless, sitting behind the right side of the classroom, Feng Yiping didn't think anything of it. He took pleasure in other people's misfortune, and as a man, he actually felt a little sympathetic to Gao Heng.

On the morning of Christmas, Ma Ling, who was returning home for the holidays in Florida, received a gift from Mike Feng Yiping.