Siheyuan: Baji heirs never forget

Chapter 112 Qingfeng Newspaper is causing trouble again (please subscribe)

At the Canadian National Research Institute, Ni Guang sat alone on the grass after lunch.

He took out two pieces of paper from his pocket. One was an invitation letter from the Domestic Academy of Sciences, hoping that he would return to China to serve as the leader of the research team and develop Chinese character processing on computers.He also implicitly proposed that the Academy of Sciences would establish a direct company and he would have the opportunity to serve as chief engineer.

But then he turned his attention to another piece of paper, with characters such as witches and prophets drawn on it.

Most of this paper is devoted to introducing the game "Werewolf", from the fact that the creator is Chinese to the detailed rules of the game.Only in the corner is the recruitment information of Xinghai Group.

But this piece of paper allowed Ni Guang to steal the spotlight because he is also Chinese.

Ni Guang could feel that some colleagues around him looked down upon him much less.

The Chinese people should not be underestimated. After all, some people have already played tricks on their culture.

"It's time to go back." This thought flashed through Ni Guang's mind. He returned to Canada this time just for some equipment. With the funds provided by Xin Zhao, he has now purchased a lot.

And many of the equipment were brought back to the country by his friends.

Ni Guang is still hesitating between going to Xinghai Group or the Domestic Academy of Sciences. In other words, if it weren't for Xin Zhao who spent a lot of money recently, he might not have Xinghai Group as an option in his mind.

Ni Guang was preparing to return to China, but Zhao Xin also went to Tianjin.

It was snowing heavily, and he was stepping on snowflakes to observe the site in front of him. This site was far enough from the city and relatively close to Tianjin Port.

"Boss, this land meets the requirements of being large and far from the city, but it is relatively remote. To connect it with the main road directly to Tianjin Port, we need to build a five-kilometer road." Responsible for inspecting the place in advance Zhang Wei said.

"What does it say about the price?" Xin Zhao asked.

"The government has given us great preferential treatment. As long as we come to build a factory, within 10 square meters, we can give us the right to use it for 40 years, and after 40 years, we will have the priority to renew according to the market price." Zhang Wei said.

One hundred thousand square meters is not small. It is about the size of a large factory at this stage.Xin Zhao looked at the site in front of him and made a rough estimate that there were about 400 million square meters of land suitable for building a factory.

"Zhang Wei, what do you think if we take down all this place?"

"Get them all?" Zhang Wei was stunned. This area is not small. With the current size of Xinghai Group, will it be able to sustain it? After all, subsequent development will also require a large investment.

"Boss, do you have other plans besides the keyboard factory?" Zhang Wei asked.

"Of course there is. There are a lot of things in a computer. I hope this will become the centralized place for Xinghai Group's computers." Zhao Xin looked at the land in front of him with a feeling of high spirits.

"Boss, you can win them all, but I'm afraid the cost will be around 200 million." Zhang Wei said after thinking for a while.

"Okay, let's talk." Xin Zhao said.

If we take all this area, building a five-kilometer road will be a small problem.

After seeing the place, Xin Zhao drove back to the courtyard in the capital.

The eight little guys have started running around in the yard. They can be seen in the main yard and the backyard.

When Zhao Xin walked into the front yard, he saw Dahei walking towards the main yard with a small Tibetan mastiff in his mouth.

When Dahei saw Xin Zhao coming back, he put down the little Tibetan Mastiff and roared "Ouch~" twice at Xin Zhao.

When the little Tibetan Mastiff saw that he was let down, he immediately started to trot, trying to run to the door of the front yard, but was caught by Dahei.

Seeing this, Zhao Xin was delighted and followed Dahei inside.In the main courtyard, there are three little Tibetan Mastiffs playing under the loquat tree, and one Tibetan Mastiff is pawing the sand under the loquat tree. After digging out a small pit, he begins to take care of his own hygiene.

The colorful hanging on the tree saw someone coming back and shouted: "Hello!"

"Hello." Zhao Xin replied with a smile. At this time, Dahei had already entered the backyard with the little Tibetan Mastiff in his mouth, and ran out after a while, wanting to go to the front yard to guard the door.

Dahei jumped up and down in front of Xin Zhao, roaring "Ouch!"

"Ouch." The colorful parrot on the tree also imitated the Tibetan Mastiff.

"You're back?" The door of the main room opened, and his wife, Lou Xiao'e, came out.

"Well, are the kids back?" Xin Zhao asked.

"I'm back. The eldest son went to attend a student gathering. My daughter is in the company. Our youngest son is Gangyi and I sent him to Baji Martial Arts Academy." Lou Xiao'e said.

Xin Zhao looked at the expression on Lou Xiao'e's face: "Do you miss the third child?"

"I miss him, but I don't miss him. I don't know how to call his mother. It's like having a wife and forgetting about my parents." Lou Xiao'e said directly.

At this time, a little Tibetan Mastiff showed its head on the road leading to the backyard. When it heard Lou Xiao'e's voice, it turned around and went to the backyard again. It must have been frightened.

Xin Zhao and Lou Xiao'e simply sat in the yard chatting, although it was winter, it was at noon when the sun was at its peak.

Sister Sun and another maid brought hot food, and they chatted while eating.

"Honey, I heard from Yue Yue that you have acquired another 300 million square meters of industrial land in Tianjin. Can we use it all? And the money on our books has been flowing out of the country recently?"

"Don't worry, it will definitely be used up. If it doesn't work out, we will find a bank to borrow some." Zhao Xinyun said calmly.

"Okay." Lou Xiao'e nodded upon hearing this. Currently, the total profits of various industries under the Xinghai Group have steadily increased. The number of motorcycle production lines has expanded from the original three to six, and the corresponding profits have also increased a lot.

In addition, Liu Xinyuan, an expert in ceramic firing, is the director of Xingci Factory. After the products went overseas, they were warmly welcomed by overseas people.At a time when werewolf killings were all the rage, Xingci Factory was also making a lot of money. Last month's profit had already exceeded the 200 million mark.

Therefore, after taking stock this year, Xinghai Group's total annual profit has exceeded 2000 million.And with the current momentum of Xing Porcelain Factory, there is a high probability that Xinghai Group's total profit will exceed 3000 million next year.

But the Xinghai Group spends more money. Recently, many talents have joined the Xinghai Group's big family. According to Xin Zhao's promise to give full play to their talents, the next expenses will be a lot.

In addition to the construction of the Xinghai employee community next to the Xinghai Building, the development of the [-]-square-meter factory area will probably cost more than one billion.

If it weren't for Xin Zhao's extra income in Hong Kong and the fact that Qiangsheng Group still had some money on its books, she would have been even more worried.

After all, the strong group, this is the rhythm of earning one dollar and spending one hundred.

In Xinghai Building, Zhao Yueyue is processing various documents.

Her best friend Sun Yu came over again, holding a newspaper in her hand. Qingfeng Newspaper began to criticize Qiang Sheng Group again, and the language in it was very fierce.

"Yueyue, we must fight back this time." Sun Yu said.

Zhao Yueyue picked up the newspaper and read it again, her expression became solemn.Because the content of this newspaper actually said: The use of foreigners by powerful groups is not only a betrayal of the class, but also a betrayal of the nation.

"How come this newspaper is still alive?" Zhao Yueyue asked after putting down the newspaper.

"I don't know about that." Sun Yu smiled, she really didn't know about this, after all, she only cares about newspapers and periodicals.

"Get someone to investigate." Zhao Yueyue looked at Sun Yu and said, "In addition, Yueyue Newspapers don't need to deal with this matter. I will let other people handle it."

After Zhao Yueyue finished speaking, she started to pack her things. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon and she could get off work.

Sun Yu followed Zhao Yueyue out and asked on the way: "Yueyue, should we have a class reunion before the year?"

"It can be done, please contact me first." Zhao Yueyue got into her car and drove to the courtyard. She wanted to show this newspaper to her father.

In the courtyard, Zhao Xin is in the study.

After Xin Zhao read the newspaper, he looked at his daughter and said, "Do you have any ideas?"

"I think we are still lacking some departments. After all, the manager of Yueyue Literature told me this news."

"Public Relations Department and Legal Department." Xin Zhao answered.

"As for these two departments, the Public Relations Department is like the Intelligence Department. If there is any disturbance, they have to hear and respond. The Legal Department initiates legal proceedings against people like Prince Xi of Qingfeng Newspaper."

"Okay, you can ask someone to call the police on this matter. The crime is to slander the path and achievements of reform and opening up." Zhao Xin said.

"Okay." Zhao Yueyue recited the crime silently, with a bright smile on his face.

She walked out of the courtyard and started making phone calls when she returned to her room. She believed that Prince Xi from Qingfeng Newspaper would give him a New Year's gift package.

In the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, Zhao Xin and his family were eating delicious dumplings in the living room. Of course, the third child, Zhao Zhixia, was not here.

At this moment, in a house in Cambridgeshire, England, Zhao Zhixia and Lu Wentong were also making dumplings. It was noon, but the sky was covered with clouds, not as clear as the Chinese capital.

"Zhixia, I read a British newspaper today. It said that a werewolf knifed someone on Christmas Eve this year. The gifts sent by Santa Claus on Christmas night also have a bitter apple."

"Haha," Zhao Zhixia picked up an apple and took a bite, then said with a smile, "No, I think the bite I just ate was very sweet!"

"Well, the problem reflected in this British newspaper is called..." Lu Wentong gave a psychological interpretation for a while, and then pointed at Zhao Zhixia and said: "The psychology you and I have now is very satisfying."

The two chatted while making dumplings.

The influence of the werewolf killing game is continuous. Lu Wentong and Zhao Zhixia heard that the literature professor at their school is researching a game to replace the werewolf killing.

They believe that an Easterner who only has a superficial understanding of Western culture can create such a popular game all over the world, then it is impossible for them, professors who have studied Western culture intensively, to create a game that is far superior to Werewolf.

However, this did not have much impact on Zhao Zhixia and Lu Wentong's study abroad, because the school was still pure after all.

Even though these old professors may compete because of some national ideas, they will not hide their knowledge.

In the capital city, there is a courtyard with two entrances.

Yi Xiye and his family were sitting around the dining table. There were five plates of dumplings on the table.

In addition, the pot is still cooking, which is the joint work of his three daughters-in-law.

Yixi's eldest grandson is six years old. He is sitting at the table, trying to pick up the dumplings on the plate.

"Hey, my little prince Gurtai, please wait for your grandpa and I to speak first." Yi Xi glanced at his little grandson and stopped him from doing something degrading.

Yixi sat on the main seat and looked at the crowd and said: "Everyone, we are the descendants of Aisin Gioro, and we must be proud of Aisin Gioro. In the past year, we used Qingfeng Newspaper Company as our base, and through cooperation with the capitalist Xinghai Group The struggle was a complete victory. They were speechless. Now that the newspaper has turned a profit, and the income of Donglai Hotel has increased, we have moved into the courtyard again."

"Dad, when will we get the big house back?" the youngest son asked.

"Don't say anything negative." The eldest son quickly interrupted his third brother.

Yi Xi's second son also said at this moment: "Under the leadership of our father, our goal should not be placed on the Sanjin Courtyard, but on the remaining palaces."

"Not bad." He was pleased to hear the words, and immediately praised him: "Ah Mao is right."

Yixi came again in high spirits, and continued to talk about it. In his words, although he described making money, it sounded like how to continue the ancestral foundation of the Qing Dynasty.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry." The eldest grandson said at this moment.

"Gurtai, you have to hold back. You are the eldest grandson and you are the one who does big things. You have to shoulder the heavy responsibility when we build the ancestral temple next year..."

"Bang bang bang." Yi Xi was about to speak, but there was a knock on the door outside.

Yi Xi had a look of displeasure on his face. The yard he entered was not good at all, because he wanted to hold an ancestral hall in the backyard, so he lived in the front yard and it would be obvious when someone knocked on the door.

And the knock on the door sounded like it was coming from a bad person.

"Brother, go and open the door." Amao, the second eldest brother, said to his eldest brother.

"Why don't you go."

"You are the boss, you are the eldest son." The second child said.

Hearing what the second brother said, the boss got up and opened the door. When he opened the door, a group of police officers came in.

"Who is Aisin Gioro Yixi?"

"Dad, I'm looking for you." The boss' voice was trembling with fear. The police followed the boss's eyes and immediately focused on Yi Xi in the room.

"Are you happy?"

"I'm Yi Xi. I wonder if Master Chai is here?" Yi Xi had a smile on his face. The boss looked at his father's smiling face. He felt that the smile looked a bit like his old servant Lao Ma.

"That's right, you were arrested, here is the arrest warrant." The policeman showed the arrest warrant and said, "You have committed crimes such as slandering the reform and opening up policy, slandering returned talents, and slandering the Xinghai Group. Arrest you."

"I, I don't have freedom of speech..." Yixi sat down immediately, but the stool was not placed properly and fell directly to the ground.

"Take him away." The policeman waved his hand, and his companions handcuffed Yixi directly.

(End of this chapter)