2006: School beauty loves me again

Fangyuan doesn’t like Yanjing, not for the past two lifetimes. The surface of Yanjing in September is like an iron plate for frying octopuses. The temperature is only one step away from cremation. When you step on it, it feels like it’s 70 to 80% cooked. This city , uninhabitable.

Fortunately, the meeting place he set was in the suburbs. It was a good place whose name can be found in modern history books.

The flowing water in the bamboo forest and the bright chrysanthemums in early autumn are very cool.

Being able to book this place for half a day without making a reservation in advance is not enough despite Fangyuan's current level, thanks to the palace.

In terms of pomp and popularity in the top circles, Gong Ge is undoubtedly a privileged minority on a global scale.

This was a private meeting, and the other party didn't mention that he could bring anyone else, but Fangyuan still brought Chen Wan. When you come to such a good place, you must bring your wife to see the world. Even if you don't go in to talk, it's good to take a break.

When the car entered the mountainside, plainclothes agents were waiting at the roadside. One person got on the S600 to check, and then got off the car to let him go.

This behavior made Boss Fangyuan unhappy.

"It's grandma's fault. I'm doing something for you? That's so rude. We won't pay the bill for a while."

Chen Wan muttered something that made Chen Wan giggle happily.

After entering the hospital, the car stopped in a parking lot surrounded by a row of woods. Fangyuan and Chen Wan got out of the car together, and were accompanied by Zou An, Lan Yu and He Yan on foot.

Frogs croaked in the lotus pond, bamboo groves separated the courtyard, birds chirped and flowers scented the path between the French paulownia trees, the scorching heat disappeared, and the breeze blew, making it comfortable to walk.

After walking a few hundred meters, a renovated ancient garden loomed in the woods.

When you get closer, you can see that there is no outer courtyard. When you walk in, you will find the pavilion and verandah. The small Xuan windows are half-covered with gauze curtains, giving it an antique feel.

The faint scent of sandalwood is refreshing, and there are several birdcages hanging on the corridor, with mynas jumping and screaming inside.

Chen Wan and others were stopped by special agents here.

Fangyuan said to Chen Wan, "I'll go and have a casual chat, and you can just stroll around."

Chen Wan smiled and said: "Leave me alone, speak nicely, and don't be naughty."

Fangyuan looked at her, nodded, and said nothing.

But she felt in her heart that if she changed into a traditional gauze dress, she would not be inconsistent with this place at all.

He knew in his heart that Chen Wan was afraid that he would get into trouble by talking nonsense. It was normal. Seeing a leader at this level, he was considered a strong warrior even if he didn't have to worry about his calf muscles.

But Fangyuan understands better that it is precisely because he has reached this level that he cannot be careful everywhere. Being more casual may help deepen the first impression. After all, he is still young and just a child.

Moreover, the two of them have exchanged emails, so they are considered pen pals.

Entering the main room, there was no heat at all, only coolness and fragrance.

The special agent led him into the main room of the inner courtyard, which was a tea room with no one in it.

Fangyuan rolled her eyes, there was nothing wrong with her, no matter how approachable she was, there was no reason to wait for others.

He sat down to boil water for tea. When the water was boiling, he heard footsteps outside.

The person who came was a vigorous old man with gray hair. Her hair was combed back and neatly, and her eyes were bright. Her kind but sharp eyes looked at Fang Yuan with a smile. She didn't look up and down, but looked directly at each other.

This man didn't look much like the one on TV. This was Fangyuan's first impression of the person in front of him. Then he stood up and smiled respectfully.

"Sit down, it doesn't matter." The old man waved his hand, "I had a punch and just washed my hands."

Fangyuan sat down obediently, poured a cup of tea, and held it with both hands.

The old man took it, blew on it, and took a sip. The corner of his mouth trembled due to the burn. He glanced at Fangyuan secretly. When Fangyuan raised his eyes, he put down the teacup with a smile and said with a smile: "I heard that you left the cup overnight yesterday. Yuan came over and it was quite a hassle."

Fangyuan said: "I originally wanted to send Chen Wan back, so I didn't bother."

I mentioned Chen Wan because I wanted to hear a few comments about her from the old man's mouth, which would be good for Chen Wan.

But the old man didn't mention the girl, and only said: "Your previous suggestions have been through three formal seminars. They are very pertinent and forward-looking. They are very likely to be enacted. What do you think?"

Fangyuan said: "I didn't study hard since I was a child, so I liked to surf the Internet. Later, I started doing business in this area. I have a few thoughts and I have told you about them. I have no other ideas. However, it is a big deal to be able to legislate and regulate Good thing, the leaders are wise.”

The old man neither praised nor belittled, and added: "The Internet is developing rapidly in China. There has been a lot of chaos in the past ten years, but after all, it is still within the controllable range. Even if it is enacted, it should be within the next five years."

If you wait another five years, it will only be 2013. That's it. Fangyuan nodded and said: "Regulations and regulations are the most important weapon of the country. I don't understand. The leaders must have considered it. As a relevant practitioner, I am looking forward to the future."

In three sentences, the old man made his first evaluation of Fang Yuan in his heart: This young man is alienating himself from politics.

The tea became warmer, the old man drank it all, and Fangyuan refilled the cup.

The old man said: "Freedom of speech must be within a reasonable scope. If public opinion is misguided on a large scale about something, a person, or a specific group, it will greatly affect the atmosphere and cause the group's concept to be lost. This is your Point of view, right?”

Fangyuan nodded and said: "Public opinion is like a knife, and words can kill people."

Before the old man answered, Fangyuan added: "After 96, the people's hands were empty and the weapons were in their mouths."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. After all, he was just a young boy, and what he said was too limited.

"Simulacra itself is a weapon. Although the Internet is no longer a new thing to the masses, the plasticity of this platform is still in its early stages. At this stage, we need to open the door wider to allow more people with ideas and abilities to come in and explore."

The old man looked at him and continued: "The long-term view is rational, but it is also depressing. Beauty will always be in the future, and there will always be suffering in the present."

The implication is that everyone should try new things. It will be a bit chaotic, but letting the people enter the field independently and try and make mistakes is lower than the official trial and error cost. Fangyuan knows it very well. He expressed his position: "I will Take care of your own piece of land.”

The old man smiled and nodded, drank another cup of tea, and then said: "There is a voice in the ministry suggesting that you should be a consultant at the Network Research and Production Center. What do you think?"

Fangyuan shook his head in astonishment. The Internet Research and Production Center of the Central Propaganda Department is equivalent to a small think tank, no different from the staff group in ancient times. If the development path of the Internet changes from now on, he doesn't know whether it will be good or bad. Don't dare to take the blame.

"Boss, I'm still studying." He thought for a moment and said, "After that, the focus of FLY Group's development will not be online."

The old man wondered: "Oh? I just revealed some news to you. This place is still in a state of blue ocean. Do you want to retreat bravely?"

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Fang Yuan's childish face.

Fangyuan smiled and said: "I am not a computer major, and I don't have a clear idea of ​​the future development of the network industry. To be able to achieve this level is a huge opportunity and demographic dividend. I think industry is still the right way to rejuvenate the country. ”

The old man drank tea, and Fang Yuan looked at him with a smile.

After being quiet for dozens of seconds, the old man nodded and asked, "You are very smart, have you guessed why I am looking for you?"

Fangyuan laughed and said, "I only guessed a little bit."

"Tell me."

The sound of mynahs barking outside could be heard faintly, and there were crickets chirping in the inner courtyard and the wind gurgling.

The old man reached for the teapot and gave Fang Yuan a cup.

Fangyuan then tentatively spoke: "Want to burn the pornography?"

"..."

The old man's hand shook, and he froze. He blinked at Fang Yuan inexplicably, and then his shoulders shook endlessly. He leaned back and forth with joy. Finally, he pointed his finger at Fang Yuan and still smiled and said: "You, you, you still know how to burn pornographic books? "Reading history?" Fangyuan said sarcastically: "I also have a girlfriend who used to teach Chinese and is quite accomplished in this field. I respect her very much and read it together."

The old man still smiled: "I heard, her name is Li Li, right? She is a very smart girl."

Fangyuan said: "This song is called "Autumn Moon in the Han Palace". It is an ancient song. Oh, I also have a girlfriend, she is very good at music..."

The old man waved his hands happily: "Okay, okay, you are young and handsome, there is no need to show off in front of an old man like me."

Fangyuan is happy.

The old man stopped smiling and said seriously: "Rights cannot be privately owned, and property cannot be publicly owned, otherwise mankind will enter a disaster. From a macro perspective, national weapons are still in the field of trade, not to mention that the Internet has not yet developed to that point, even if one day , as long as you don’t make mistakes, it won’t be your turn to be burned.”

Fangyuan breathed a sigh of relief and bought two goodies. After receiving these words, she finally dared to chat seriously.

He couldn't help but nodded immediately: "Yes, I am just a guy who doesn't have any great ambitions and just wants to marry a wife. Money is really valuable, but love and freedom are even more valuable. I will definitely go well."

The old man smacked his lips twice and said: "An ignorant person will never be free, because the whole strange world is against him. You are young, but you are not ignorant. I have changed a lot about you today. Before I thought you were doing things under the guidance of Gong Ge, but now it seems that is not the case.

So tell me, what are your plans? "

Intend? If you know a little bit about my playing style, you will know that my plans are clearly stated.

Fangyuan twirled the tea cup unconsciously, then said after thinking: "Weibo's ownership structure is too messy, but I will try my best to get listed on the Hong Kong stock market. If I can convince them to list in the A-share market, I will not hold back."

The old man said: "That's good."

Fangyuan added: "But no matter where it is listed, I promise that it will be based on domestic ideology."

Seeing him raising the white flag, the old man was even more satisfied.

Fangyuan: "Actually, I personally think that in the future, in about ten years, video and other streaming media fields will be where public opinion is concentrated. I am already laying the groundwork for this."

The old man thought about it, nodded gently and said, "Is this the purpose of your cooperation with Hua Wei? Oh, and the split crackling?"

"Yes." Fang Yuan nodded.

"Well," the old man smacked again, "What then?"

Fangyuan said: "pilipala, I will turn it in as a yellow book."

"Oh?" The old man narrowed his eyes and said after a while: "What are the conditions?"

Fangyuan took a deep breath and said slowly, "I'm not into real estate."

"..." The old man was stunned.

Fifteen minutes, three cups of tea.

Fangyuan had drafted the entire previous conversation in his mind.

In fact, he knew very well what Feng Lao wanted to do with him. At this moment and in this situation, there was only one possibility for such a private conversation - to serve as a spokesperson for industrial transfer.

Spokesperson, this is a nice way of saying it, but in a bad way, it’s just stones, bamboo strips, silk cloth, and wiping paper.

It's a clear stand.

Not only did he not want to, he also didn't dare.

He never asked Gongge why he wanted to go abroad, it was a self-evident question.

After some foreshadowing, two good times, and taking the initiative to raise the white flag, everything happened as he imagined, and the old man happily asked him about the conditions.

Then just say it.

"What's the reason?" the old man asked, and then said: "With the information channels behind you, you should have already known about the leak. Why don't you enter the market at this time?"

Fangyuan expressed his feelings directly and said sincerely: "There is no reason. If I have to say it, it is that I personally don't like this industry. In other words," he raised his head and looked directly into the old man's eyes, and said with a weak look: "I didn't lie just now, nor did I." I dare to lie in front of you, I just want to live with my wife, I am afraid of being liquidated. "

"Liquidated by whom?"

He didn't dare to say anything else, so he just said: "Conscience."

The old man fell silent, and after a while, he said, "It's hard to imagine that you can see so far."

Science fiction authors can plan for the demise of the universe in their minds, traditional authors can presuppose three generations of human beings, but leaders can only plan for fifty years. It is not that their vision is not far-sighted enough, but that they must implement the plan realistically.

As a reborn person, Fangyuan knew that the consequences of doing this business well or not were not much different, because the operating methods of the special system were the same.

The old man stood up, took two steps with his hands behind his back, walked to the desk, took a pen and dipped it in ink, but he hesitated to write.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Fang Yuan, who was sitting there, and said: "When I was young, we were in a time of great changes and turmoil that had not happened in three thousand years. At that time, everyone only had publicity and selflessness in their hearts. It was also at that time that my leader and I both I understand one thing, money is the most important thing in this world.

Now that I am older, I have discovered that this is indeed the case. "

Fang Yuan pursed her lips and nodded, her eyes full of admiration. He understood that the money the other party mentioned was for people's livelihood.

The old man said again: "It's the same sentence. Now that I'm old, the more a person knows, you will find that it is difficult not to lie. But I think you really haven't lied. This is strange. You shouldn't appear in a prosperous age. Monster, why don’t you waver in the face of power and money?”

I didn't ask why, I asked why.

This made Fangyuan feel a little inexplicable, and she had the urge to pat her chest and say that she should study for the sake of rising up.

very funny.

He said: "You also said that I didn't lie. Since I have no ambition and timidity, I am afraid of falling into a trap."

The old man smiled and said: "Only those who lie in the pit and never look up to the sky will not fall into the pit."

Fangyuan stopped talking, just shook her head and said: "I deny this industry, but I don't necessarily want to slander it or deprive others of their right to recognize it.

My decision not to do it is due to personal factors. The overall trend is here. The country's economy must transform, which means there will always be people who will do it, and many people will, so I can't stop this process even if I don't stop it. "

The old man asked: "But your Feihong Real Estate..."

Fangyuan interrupted rudely: "I just want to build a house for myself and not be cheated by others."

He rubbed his nose as he spoke, looking childish.

The old man was completely amused and shook his head helplessly, but still did not write.

He thought for a while and said to Yuan Yuan: "I don't agree with it, but I don't slander it. Well, you did a good job in financial matters. You didn't hold back on anything that should be slandered."

Just as Fangyuan was about to complain, the old man smiled again, "I know this has caused trouble for you, and I believe you can protect yourself."

Listening to the other party's push three, four, five as expected, Fangyuan could only nod in frustration.

The old man suddenly asked: "How is your relationship with the Xia family?"

Fang Yuan's eyes suddenly widened and she was stunned. (End of chapter)