The years of red flags

Chapter 153 Talking About Finance
Jiang Hua cursed at the tail lights of the car that were about to disappear: "Push the street."

After cursing this sentence, Jianghua Momin felt strangely refreshed all over. Is this because he scolded the driver? It doesn't seem to be the case, is it alluding to some kind of nonsense written by someone.

Jiang Hua also knew that he was a pig's brain, he was unfamiliar with the place, and his language was so blunt, that the scholar who had become a master would not kill himself, but at this time he didn't care, and he blended into the temple refreshed. crowd in the street.

No wonder it is called a civilian nightclub, the food inside is really delicious and inexpensive, and it meets all the needs of ordinary people.

Jianghua had a feeling of déjà vu, and walked forward with the flow of people. This place should have the same meaning as the big fence and overpass in the old capital.

It just so happened that Jiang Hua's stomach was growling with hunger, so he found a food stall and sat down. The guys here are tough.

He leaned over, with a towel on his shoulders, and a shorthand in his hand: "What do you want to eat?"

"What?"

The guy's mouth was like a borrowed machine gun, beeping out, Jiang Hua basically didn't hear what he was saying, and there might be some Hong Kong-style slang.

Jiang Hua's mind was blank, and he hesitated for a moment: "How about a piece of fish, then a plate of roast goose, two bottles of cold beer, and a bowl of rice."

"Wait."

With such a tough service attitude, Jiang Hua wondered if he had offended him, and if this kid would beat him.

Touch bump, the buddy threw the food on Jianghua's table, please note that it was thrown, not put, thanks to the solidity of these plates and bowls.

A sip of cold beer is really comfortable, and then a mouthful of roast goose, this life is pleasant.

The people around talked loudly, but Jiang Hua paid attention to their accents, and learned something useful to him from these word of mouth.

At the Temple Street Night Market, Jiang Hua also met the legendary film crew. It wasn't that he didn't know anything about it, it was because he really hadn't seen what it was like to make a movie, but he watched it with great interest for a while.

After a week, Jiang Hua finally solved the language problem. When Lao Zhang came to pick him up, Jiang Hua said hello.

Lao Zhang looked at him in surprise: "Jiang Sheng, your Cantonese is pretty good."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "Sprinkle the water."

When he came to the company, Rong Zhengen was also amazed by Jiang Hua's language talent. In just a week, his Cantonese has already been considered an introduction. In time, he will be no different from Xiangjiang people.

The office that Rong Zhengen arranged for him was next to his own, and Rong Zhengen's secretary brought Jiang Hua a lot of materials.

Rong Zhengen said with a smile: "Although the company is a start-up, there are quite a lot of information. You can only read these materials in the company. You should familiarize yourself with them early, waiting for your contribution."

Jiang Hua pointed at him and said with a smile: "The face of a naked capitalist, the annual salary of 25 is not easy to get."

CITIC Group is a link at this time, connecting external funds on the one hand and the construction of the mainland on the other. It is not an exaggeration to say that it has a heavy responsibility. Even now, Jiang Hua has no idea at all, so these materials are exactly what he wants.

Rong Zhengen knocked on the door of Jianghua's office and said, "It's off work."

Jiang Hua felt that not much time had passed, and it was time to get off work. These materials were much more boring than the books in the library. Jiang Hua couldn't understand the meaning of some words, and he still needed to learn.

Jiang Hua rubbed his eyes, shook his head and said, "No, it's like a mountain is separated from each other. I don't understand many things. I have to learn from scratch. I think it's an extremely unwise choice to transfer me here."

"Then learn from scratch. I've seen your resume. Originally, you were just learning languages. You can't work in diplomacy. It's easier than diplomacy."

"It's not the same. I guess you won't be able to count on me in a short time, but I will catch up as soon as possible."

Rong Zhengen was very open-minded: "Okay, take your time, the work is endless, and I will treat you to dinner at Treasure Square tonight."

"Treasure Square? This place doesn't sound like a restaurant, but an antique shop."

Rong Zhengen patted him on the shoulder: "In the dialect of the capital, don't show your timidity. Treasure Square is the largest sea restaurant in Hong Kong, and the seafood is first-class."

Jiang Hua stood up, put on his suit, and said with a smile: "Well, today you take me, a country bumpkin, to see the world, so that I won't be shy."

Rong Zhengen drove himself, and brought Jiang Hua to the pier where Zhenbaofang was located. Looking at the restaurant in the distance, which was resplendent and resplendent like a palace, Jiang Hua remembered the rumors about Zhenbaofang.

Before crossing, due to some things, Zhenbaofang left Xiangjiang and sank forever in the South China Sea of ​​the motherland.

Rong Zhengen asked with a smile: "How is it? Spectacular."

"Cut." Jiang Hua pretended to be dismissive: "You really think I am a country bumpkin, I have visited the Forbidden City, will I be shocked by a small restaurant?"

Rong Zhengen patted his head: "Forget, you are from the capital, this thing is really incomparable with the Forbidden City."

The two got on the boat, and the furnishings inside were truly resplendent. Rong Zhengen said, "No matter how magnificent the Forbidden City is, it's also in disrepair for a long time. It's no better than Treasure Square."

Jiang Hua sneered at this statement: "Apart from splendor, what else is there here? I feel like a mentality of a poor man getting rich and wearing gold and silver immediately. Look, there is no charm at all, it's just a show."

Rong Zhengen nodded: "Don't tell me, I don't know. When I think about it, it's really the case. Isn't Xiangjiang getting rich suddenly? Now these people, the poor have suddenly become rich, and they all want to eat shark's fin for food."

Jiang Hua said bitterly: "It's all caused by the stock market. Now even the grandma who buys vegetables on the street keeps talking about stocks. If she talks about stocks without business, then she's playing hooligans. It's a bubble, and it will burst when you poke it."

Rong Zhengen did not make parity with Jiang Hua's statement, but changed the subject: "You are late, two years earlier, the Wharf war between Bao Sheng, Li Sheng and Jardine Matheson was more exciting than the movie."

"Hey, I really know this. It's the first step for Baosheng to go ashore. It really boosts the courage of us Chinese, but let me tell you, it's Li Sheng who ate fat and swallowed meat and meat. Remember Huangpu, Baosheng may have a follow-up here."

"Is there a follow-up?" Rong Zhengen asked in disbelief.

At this moment, the manager of the restaurant greeted him: "Rong Sheng, you are here, the box has been arranged."

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "After all, he is a rich man. Having a meal is so ostentatious. Before the person arrives, the box will be arranged."

Rong Zhengen said with a smile: "Don't make fun of me, you were born in the wrong place. If you were born in Xiangjiang, I believe that you can achieve higher achievements than me at this moment, and you will have greater pomp than me."

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(End of this chapter)