How Did I Become a God

As the saying goes, you can think about it by day and dream by night. Jing Gao was still thinking about "intervention in the textile industry" in his sleep.

Dong Meifu got in touch, and several textile companies lacked money, but they inevitably refused to transfer control of the factory. Without the control of the manufacturing plant, employment cannot be affected. It doesn't make any sense to him at all.

So, where is the breakthrough?

Suddenly, Jing Gao, who was sleeping, was awakened by the doorbell. When he sleeps, the phone is naturally muted. It's only now in late April, sleeping with the doors and windows open, and waking up the doorbell in the living room.

"Who?" Jing Gao habitually picked up the phone and took a look. At 4:21 in the morning, he wore his nightgown to open the door.

Aunt Chunlan, Professor Zhao's nanny next door, said anxiously: "Mr. Jing, Professor Zhao has a heart attack, can you help me?"

Jing Gao was taken aback, didn't he? But thinking about Professor Zhao's age, it is normal to have a sudden illness. Calmly said: "Aunt Chunlan, don't panic. Do you usually have medicine? Did you call 120?"

"Yes, yes. I've hit it. 120 Tell me not to disturb Professor Zhao, and when they come, find someone to carry it downstairs on a stretcher."

Jing Gao understood, "No problem. I'll call someone over to help."

The nanny Chunlan breathed a sigh of relief.

Jing Gao called Xiaohe and asked her and the waiting male staff to come over quickly, went back to the house, changed clothes and took the wallet. After the 120 ambulance arrived, he took the stretcher and the staff to carry Professor Zhao downstairs.

The ambulance did not enter the community. Then lift it to the ambulance parked at the gate of the community. Follow the car to the third city hospital two kilometers away.

Professor Zhao advanced to the emergency room and then was arranged to enter the VIP ward.

Xiaohe hurriedly ran away and went through the hospitalization procedures. It took more than 40 minutes to come over panting with various invoices, and the report: "Mr. Jing, all arrangements have been made."

"Xiaohe, you have worked hard tonight. The salary is raised by one level." Jing Gao takes care of Professor Zhao in the Vip ward of the inpatient building. Running errands to buy food and water belongs to the male clerk Xiaoqi.

Xiaohe and Xiaoqi immediately refreshed, and it's good to be with the boss to serve, and they said in unison: "It's not hard."

Aunt Chunlan was tired and weary. Sitting in the chair outside the ward, she called Professor Zhao's wife. She could only send a text message if she didn't get through. Then call Professor Zhao's daughter and son-in-law. Only his son-in-law's phone got through.

"Aunt Chunlan, you can rest here. Here I am." Jing Gao comforted her, shaking his head in his heart. Want to come to Professor Zhao is also a romantic figure. But this family matter seems to be a mess.

It is understandable that his wife does not live with his daughter and son-in-law. Daughter and son-in-law also live differently?

I go.

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In a villa in Changbei District, the curtains of the master bedroom on the second floor are drawn tightly and tightly. Just after six o'clock in the morning, the cell phone ringing was sudden and rapid.

Jing Gao had a fate, Professor Zhao's beautiful wife, graceful curvaceous figure, elegant and quiet intellectual beautiful woman Liao Rong lived here.

The phone ringtone is a bit noisy. The middle-aged man said: "Would you like to answer it? It seems to be the call of Chunlan, the nanny at the boss's house."

Liao Rong squinted her eyes comfortably, then turned her head and said, "Don't care about her."

More than ten minutes later, Liao Rong was wrapped in a sheet, picked up the phone and saw the text message. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. He said, "The old man has a sudden heart attack in the hospital. I will provide a cosmetic sleep. Go get ready and wait until I wake up. Drive me to the Third City Hospital."

"Okay, ma'am."

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In the early morning, Professor Zhao's son-in-law An Zhiwen, who lives in a 20-year old residential complex in Tongcheng District, the Sixth Ring Road of Beijing Normal University, received a call and drove to the Third City Hospital in the north of the city. Arrived around 7:30 in the morning.

After An Zhiwen arrived at the hospital, he greeted Chunlan the nanny, and visited the sleeping Professor Zhao in the VIP room between the two. He came out and held Jing Gao's hand gratefully, "Mr. Jing, thank you so much. Thank you! "

The 36-year-old man has red eyes. It can be seen that he and his father-in-law have a very deep relationship.

Nanny Chunlan followed: "Xiao'an, I have to lose Mr. Jing's righteousness. Otherwise, otherwise..., you have to thank them well." As he said, she turned around and touched her tears.

Jing Gao looked tired, and started tossing at four o'clock in the morning. Seeing Professor Zhao's relatives came, he was ready to evacuate, "You're welcome, they are all neighbors."

An Zhiwen hurriedly took out a business card from his wallet, handed it to Jing Gao, and said sincerely: "Mr. Jing, let's leave a contact information. Looking back at your convenience, I will invite you to have a drink."

Jing Gao was not interested in the Remuneration Bureau, waved his hand, took his business card, and scanned the following information: An Zhiwen, general manager of Anzhao Textile Co., Ltd. Phone: 134xx.

Suddenly came interest, "An always engages in the textile industry?"

An Zhiwen was a little surprised, and replied, "Yes."

Jing Gao wanted to laugh. This is a coincidence! He just wanted to know the situation in the textile industry. "I want to invest in the textile industry recently, but it's not easy. I just met Mr. An. Are we here to talk?"

An Zhiwen naturally had no objection to Jing Gao's proposal, and first arranged for Aunt Chunlan to go back to rest, and he was guarding here.

Jing Gao endured his fatigue and asked Xiaohe and Xiaoqi to buy some breakfast, and chatted with An Zhiwen in the corridor outside the VIP ward.

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According to An Zhiwen's introduction, Jing Gao somewhat understands the current situation of the textile industry.

First of all, the textile industry is a labor-intensive industry as well as a highly polluting industry. Such as the printing and dyeing industry and the chemical fiber industry.

This is actually not liked by big cities and economically developed areas, because it pollutes the environment. They are all moving to small cities.

Secondly, the domestic textile industry is the largest in the world. Therefore, in foreign trade, it will face anti-dumping investigations. Those who do foreign trade pay attention to these.

But at the same time, the technology of the domestic textile industry lags behind its international counterparts. This also restricts the development of the industry.

Third, the leading enterprise in the domestic textile industry is Shenzhou International, which is listed on the Hong Kong Stock Exchange. The market value is as high as 28.254 billion yuan.

In 2015, the operating income was 100 million yuan. Billion in profits. The company's assets are 15.943 billion. The net profit margin is 18.6%.

The annual growth rate of operating income is 10.8%, and the growth rate of profit is 14.6%.

Shenzhou International's main business is knitted apparel, including sportswear, casual wear, underwear, pajamas, etc. It has cooperation with sports brands such as Nike, Adidas and Puma. Many well-known clothing brands complete their manufacturing in China and then return to overseas OEMs.

From the development of Shenzhou International, it can be seen that although the textile industry is classified as a sunset industry, it is still a promising industry. The scale and income of leading companies are still growing.

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Jing Gao only heard what Professor Zhao said yesterday, and An Zhiwen had heard what Professor Zhao said earlier. His company mainly deals in knitted textile products, and the benchmark is Shenzhou International. But the current annual sales are only 5 million.

Idaka generally expressed Professor Zhao's expectations for his son-in-law, starting from the textile industry, and possessing a high social status. But it seems that An Zhiwen is a **** start. After ten years in the textile industry, the company is still a small factory.

"Hi!" An Zhiwen tried to say something, but finally smiled, and didn't tell his "story".

At this moment, a fashion girl with long fluttering hair walked quickly out of the corridor. She was wearing sunglasses, wearing an orange flowing dress, and her black high-heeled shoes creaked on the floor.

An Zhiwen stopped talking with Jing Gao, smiled and stood up, "Shiyan..."

The stylish, beautiful, and well-maintained girl walked into the ward without even looking at An Zhiwen.

An Zhiwen smiled awkwardly and said to Jing Gao: "She is Professor Zhao's daughter, Zhao Shiyan."

This is very interesting.

An Zhiwen’s embarrassment is not over~www.ltnovel.com~ For ten minutes, the intellectual beauty Liao Rong, who once had a relationship with Jing Gao, wore her hair and wore an elegant white sleeveless midi skirt with a lotus leaf collar. Show her curvaceous figure, protruding forward and backward.

He was accompanied by a handsome middle-aged man with half-white hair. This man was obviously an attendant, helping her with the bag, half a step behind.

An Zhiwen stood up again and said with a smile: "Aunt Liao..."

Liao Rong glanced at An Zhiwen, as if she had just seen him, "Zhiwen, you are here." Nodded, and walked into the ward.

An Zhiwen awkwardly introduced Jing Gao again: "My father-in-law's continuation six years ago. A strong woman. She is in charge of the Zhao Group. She is one year younger than Shiyan and 34 years old this year."

Jing Gao gave him face and said: "Yeah." Suddenly, he roughly understood why An Zhiwen's enterprise could not be established.

It's just that Professor Zhao's family is in a mess!

It is easy for him to ring Yuan Hua’s BMG in "Charlotte Troubles": True love is like a vast grassland... a cut of winter plum...