Reverse Rebirth 1990

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October [-]st is China's National Day.

In the afternoon, Song Zhichao received a call from the little nanny Jin Sanshun, saying that today is the national holiday of the chairman, and in the evening she will prepare all kinds of delicious food in the Korean courtyard, waiting for the chairman to come back to enjoy.

Song Zhichao reprimanded Jin Sanshun, saying that he has been super busy with work recently, so how could he have time to go back to eat.

He also said that if she has nothing to do, she should clean up the house, fertilize and weed the flowers and plants in the yard, don't spend all day watching Korean dramas, or lie on the sofa with a pillow to eat and drink, making the sofa all over the place Cookie crumbs.

Little nanny Jin Sanshun didn't expect that her kindness would be criticized by the chairman instead.

To be honest, since the last time I secretly drank ginseng wine and got drunk at home for three days, the little nanny Jin Sanshun felt that she had made a fool of herself and went to Java.

In order to make up for the image, the little nanny Jin Sanshun deliberately wrote down the birthday of the chairman who loves the motherland. He planned to show his skills today and hold a "full banquet" to make the chairman happy, but he didn't expect to be scolded bloody when he opened his mouth .

"Hey! It's hard to be a good person! It's even harder to be a nanny!" Jin Sanshun immediately replied that he would correct his mistakes immediately and dispose of those ingredients.

Song Zhichao reprimanded her again, saying that what she did was a waste!What's the situation now?The economies around the world are in recession, and many people can't even eat enough. Do you still want to throw away those ingredients?Not even a little bit of ideological awareness.

Finally, he said, "Do as usual, and I will try my best to go back to eat in the evening!"

The babysitter, Kim San-soon, was scolded and confused.

Doing is neither, nor is not doing.

She took the initiative to flatter her, but instead she took the initiative to seek scolding.

Cheap, cheap!
I am so cheap!
But... why is it so flattering to be scolded by the president?
"God, I'm hopelessly cheap!"

The little nanny covered her face, and while she thought she was a lowly person, she hurriedly cleaned up the inside and outside of the Korean-style courtyard.

First fertilize and weed the flowers and plants, then mop the inside and outside of the room, and finally wash the sofa with a vacuum cleaner, oh no, three times!

After finishing all this work, the little nanny Jin Sanshun got into the kitchen and began to make the "Man Han Banquet" that she had carefully researched to flatter the chairman.

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That night——
Song Zhichao has always disliked the weather in Seoul.

Compared with Hong Kong's warm and pleasant climate, Seoul is hell.

When it's hot, it's unbelievably hot, and when it's cold, it's unbelievably cold.

This is not the point.

The point is that you have no idea when the weather in Seoul is hot or cold.

The so-called "distinct four seasons" has completely lost its effect here, and there are only sudden heat or cold.

It's going to be cold tonight.

The cold wind is blowing, the branches and leaves are shaking and rustling.

From time to time, small whirlwinds blew up on the road around the Korean-style garden, and dust and paper scraps on the ground flew in the wind.

On the side of the road, Song Zhichao asked the driver Quan Wulie to stop the car.

"call--!"

A gust of wind blows dust.

As soon as Song Zhichao got out of the car, he was blinded by the wind and sand.

"Damn it! I hate this kind of weather!" Song Zhichao couldn't help cursing.

The driver Quan Wulie hurriedly got out of the car, took a black woolen coat, and personally helped Song Zhichao put it on his shoulders.

"Master Chairman, autumn in Seoul is like this. There is less vegetation here, so there are often sandstorms." Quan Wulie said very little in general, seeing that Song Zhichao was unhappy, he said something.

"Aren't those officials in South Korea governing? Only when the general environment improves can people come here to invest." Song Zhichao complained.

"Ahem, South Korean officials only care about elections...especially during such an election period." Quan Wulie said weakly.

Song Zhichao couldn't help shaking his head.

Recently, the streets and alleys in Seoul are almost all talking about the election, regardless of men, women and children, all participated in it, making it as lively as Chinese New Year.

What's more, there are campaign activities on the road that Song Zhichao passes every day, and he uses a loudspeaker to continuously solicit votes, not to mention disturbing the people, even he, who is passing by, finds it noisy.

"I really don't understand your politics. There are a lot of things that can be done, such as improving the environment and revitalizing the economy...you Koreans just spend all your energy on elections!"

Quan Wulie lowered his head, not daring to say anything more.

As for the political chaos in South Korea, how can he, a small person, have the qualifications to comment?
Only a big man like President Song is qualified to give advice.

Seeing that Quan Wulie was silent, Song Zhichao felt bored, so he stopped talking, but told Quan Wulie to go back earlier.He also said that he was busy with work during this time, and he worked hard.

When Quan Wulie turned to leave, Song Zhichao stopped him again, then took out 300 million Korean won (about [-] Hong Kong dollars) from his pocket, and handed it to him, saying that it was the hard work of the past few days, and asked him to buy some Bringing gifts home, as if he hadn't seen his wife for a long time—buying some gifts to make his wife happy, this is what a good man should do.

Quan Wulie didn't expect Song Zhichao to be so careful.

These days, Song Zhichao has been extremely busy in order to entertain those politicians and business leaders.

As Song Zhichao's personal driver, Quan Wulie also didn't have a good rest. He accompanied Song Zhichao until very late almost every day, and he didn't even get home.

On the phone, his wife Shen Jinhua complained more than once or twice.

As a woman, it's inevitable that you are small-minded, so you just muttered that Quan Wulie said that serving the president doesn't want to go home. I haven't been home for several days. Are you planning to live separately from me?
Of course, Quan Wulie never told Song Zhichao about these trivial matters.

But Song Zhichao was as careful as a hair, so how could he not know this.

At this time, give Quan Wulie some money and ask him to buy a beautiful bag or something as a gift for his wife, which can be regarded as coaxing his wife well and ensuring family harmony.

Quan Wulie is a straightforward guy, seeing that Song Zhichao treated him so well, he didn't know what to say.

Song Zhichao knew his character, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't say anything—also, you are in your thirties, it is impossible to drive for me for the rest of your life, and you must find a way to save more money. Just buy some shares of Elephant and Lotte Group..."

After Song Zhichao finished speaking, he patted Quan Wulie's shoulder again.

Quan Wulie is not a fool, of course he understands that this is Song Zhichao telling him, now the stocks of Elephant and Lotte are at a low point, but when Song Zhichao injects 50 billion US dollars into it, the price of these stocks will immediately increase, if Quan Wulie buys If so, you will definitely make a lot of money by then.

This is simply giving a "clear card"!
Quan Wulie was even more moved.

When Song Zhichao turned around and was about to leave, Quan Wulie suddenly shouted from behind, "Master President! If possible, I would like to drive a car for you for the rest of my life!"

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, waved to Quan Wulie, and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)