How Did I Become a God

Niaoming Mountain is secluded, and at noon in early autumn, a piece of sunlight falls on the railings of the "Jinghu" restaurant and the bushes by the pond.

　　 Jing smiled high, and didn't rush to answer the topic An Xiaoqian picked up. Since he wants to help ease, he has to do his best. And a "strong woman" like An Xiaoqian cannot persuade her according to normal rhetoric.

　　 He picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea slowly, and asked, "Mr An, how much do you know about ease?"

　　 An Xiaoqian smiled disapprovingly on her pretty face, her attitude was still gentle, and she confidently said, "You basically understand it."

　　 She is just such a son. Although she is "poorly raising", she is very clear about his every move. Really think her company is so big for nothing?

Jing Gao said: "President An, with all due respect. Not at all. For example, do you know Professor Ai from Nankai? An Yi is deeply influenced by him. An Yi told me about Professor Ai's point of view to me two days ago. I am very impressed. Interested, I have been making up his lessons these days.

　　Professor Ai will talk about paragraphs in class. He asked: Do you want to be oppressed? The students answered: No. Do you want to oppress others? miss you! Why are you so wicked? Human nature is too evil! Students, this is a crisis of faith. "

　　An Xiaoqian said directly to Jing Gao, a little dazed.

　　 From her point of view, Jing Gao does not have the qualifications to sit on an equal footing with her. But she can't treat Jing Gao lightly either. She had already read the Phoenix Fund's information last night. This manager Jing doesn't know who's a kid or White Glove, and his funds are very strong.

　　 As a result, Jing Gao now tells her "crisis of faith". This is really... beeping dog! How many years has she not had such a vocabulary? And listening to Jing Gao's meaning, her son also agreed with these views. Things seemed to be out of her control.

"Mr. Jing, wait a moment." An Xiaoqian took out her mobile phone and called her assistant Tang Xuan, and said, "Xiao Tang, Xiao Yi knows a Nankai Professor Ai? You can check it. Send his information. give me."

After Jing Gao and An Xiaoqian made the call, regretfully said, "Zong An, Professor Ai has just passed away not long ago. The videos of his lectures are available online. In fact, if Professor Ai has not passed away, I would like to visit him and listen to the teachings in person. "

　　An Xiaoqian choked, drinking tea in silence. She understands what Jing Gao wants to express. She can control her son's whereabouts and life, but she can't control his thoughts.

　　As a businessman in business, sometimes I want to ignore the position of some people. In business. Otherwise, how to do business? For example: The public opinion environment in foreign countries says that China is not good, and that group of people listen to their media. Then she won't go abroad to make money? How is this possible!

　　 After all, I can’t help my son!

　　 Besides, she roughly understands why Jing Gao can chat with her son alone. thought! She heard Tang Xuan report that Jing Gao dare to say in private that Li Jiacheng, who directly criticized Hong Kong Island, had no motherland, only interests. Moreover, he also bluntly said that the double-faced people in the entertainment industry should be eliminated! It is to keep some people out of food.

　　 In the first round, I Taka wins.

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　　An Xiaoqian sits quietly in the dining room, light and shadow fall in, her figure is like a bright and clean painting. Bright and elegant beautiful woman.

　　 It is impossible for Jing Gao to appreciate this picture unscrupulously. This is a question of politeness. Waited a moment, looked into her eyes, and said: "

　　 President An, An Yi called me and told me to resist your pressure. But in fact, I am an outsider after all, so it is not suitable to say more. Saying more may not please. But it is a matter of being entrusted by others and loyal to others. I am willing to help him try my best to win. "

An Xiaoqian sighed lightly and said: "Ms. Jing, you are very honest. Ren Jiahui is very kind to Xiaoyi and them. I like her very much. I heard that you persuaded Mrs. Ren to agree to Jiahui's divorce. It made Xiaozhi right. You are very dissatisfied. Would you like me to help you out?"

　　 This is very polite, but in fact it is a decline. The topics are all turned directly. How could a strong woman in charge of a Fortune 500 company be moved by Jing Gao in a few words?

　　Jing Gaowei was slightly puzzled, "President An, you and Mr. Ren..."

An Xiaoqian said frankly: "The parents of Xi Siyan, Zhu Yu, Cheng Yanxi, Tong Yan, Tan Mingjiang, and Ke Lingling are all old friends for many years. Of course, we have close relationships. My business is such a big business. Don't help me less. I worked in the Galaxy Group before. I will come out to develop later."

　　 Jing nodded high, that's it. Just laughed and said, "Then I will help An Yi to fight for the salary. Mr. An, you want him to return to the Haiyi Group. You should give him a position and salary. Don't use him as an ordinary worker."

　　 Are you teaching me to do things?

An Xiaoqian smiled and said hardly: "Ms. Jing, I know that you have arranged Xiaoyi as a team leader with a salary of 8k. I am very grateful to you. But I think a good leader still has to work at the grassroots level. Up.

　　 In the Tang Dynasty, it was stipulated that the prefectures and counties should not be Taiwan province.

　　 Fuyao's President Cao, you should have heard of it, right? I worked in the chemical industry and had contact with him. The way he educates his children is to leave his son in the workshop and work as a worker for five years. Then send it out to study. "

　　 Jing Gao is speechless. Of course he had heard this story, and Mr. Cao himself said it in the talk show. He said that his son hated him to death at the time, and later he felt that his five years experience was very precious. But, what era is this case?

　　 An ancient prose popped out from An Xiaoqian's mouth, "Brief prefectures and counties, not Taiwan provinces", Jing Gao was not surprised. Who is a business person who hasn’t ordered anything yet? He had already seen it when he visited the company's boss in the deep city. However, it is obvious that reading does not require thorough understanding.

　　Excuse me, should the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty start as a basic-level civil servant such as a small official, a quick arrest, and a clerical employee? Isn't this nonsense? Zhang Jiuling said to be a local chief official.

　　 Jing Gao feels An Xiaoqian's attitude, and if he goes on, he will become numb, which is boring. He mused and said, "Mr An, my opinion is different from yours. I suggest you ask Mr. Ren for his opinion. Thank you for your hospitality today."

　　 Don’t treat college students improperly. A graduate from 211 school, and a student majoring in electronic information engineering, you let him work in a grass-roots factory. Is this appropriate? Have you studied for four years in college for nothing?

　　 Students who come out of key universities don’t talk about personality or character. IQ and learning ability are definitely better than ordinary people.

　　 Don’t believe the people on the Internet beeping there: anti-intellectual, the theory that reading is useless, the ability of Chinese college students is not good. They know something!

　　 Open your eyes and see, where did the chief designers of national key projects graduate? Are they undergraduate or master education abroad?

　　 Look at Mr. Zhang, who developed WeChat. Where did he go to university? Look at the chief engineers of Huawei. Where did they go to university?

　　 You can say that China’s university education needs to be better. But you can't say that China's university education is a failure! Chinese universities still provide talents to the country. Not to mention that the Chinese can't do it.

　　 Otherwise, you explain why your "Master King" hasn't logged in yet?

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　　 Jing Gao got up and nodded to An Xiaoqian, preparing to leave. He doesn't have much weight to speak in front of An Xiaoqian. Controversy can't solve the problem. So let the second brother Ren go to talk about it. This only depends on the arrangement of Ren Zhi by the second brother Ren.

　　An Xiaoqian frowned slightly.

　　 She was accustomed to her strength and subordinates' orders, but after she expressed her attitude hard, Jing Gao didn't want to talk to her anymore. It made her punch in the air like a punch. He also asked her to ask Mr. Ren's opinions.

　　 Do you still have to ask? She is not a fool or blind. In other words, she despised Jing Gao to some extent. He didn't bother to talk about this topic with her again. This made her feel very unhappy.

　　An Xiaoqian stood up and said, "Ms. Jing, I still have to eat, otherwise I would be too rude. You don't need to ask Mr. Ren's opinion. I would like to hear your opinion again on the topic of children's education."

　　 Jing Gao couldn't laugh or cry suddenly. Sister, are we not engaged in a debate contest, we have to compete, win or lose? I am really interested in playing friendly matches with you. The point is, you don’t listen to what I said, what am I doing in vain?

　　 Jing Gao thought for a while, and exclaimed: "President An, then it is better for me to respect my fate. What kind of food is there?"

　　 This is purely to ease the atmosphere.

Seeing Jing Gao sitting back, An Xiaoqian smiled slightly, held her golden glasses lightly, and said with a graceful manner, "I don't know. It was all arranged by Tang. I will let them serve the food. Let's talk while eating. ."

　　 She talked directly with Jing Gao before eating, in fact, she wanted to take the initiative and the right to speak. But after some "clash", she was a bit at a disadvantage. The role model of Chief Ren is not good!

　　 After a while, the waiter at Shuanglongyuan delivered six exquisite dishes. Four dishes and one soup, plus a cold dish.

"Ms. Jing, you taste this jade tofu. It tastes good. I order it every time I come here." An Xiaoqian greeted Jing Gao to eat food, turning the table, "After eating all the delicacies of mountains and seas, I found that it was still home-cooked. "

Jing Gao smiled and said, "The experience of President An is to return to the basics." After eating tofu, he praised: "It has a light taste, has a bean aroma, and has a soft taste. It is pretty good. Let the kitchen wait for a package. I will bring it. A friend taste it."

An Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes looked at Jing Gao, and she approvingly said, "Ms. Jing, you can read books and write diaries normally? Mr. Ren's literary level is very high." The words unconsciously revealed to Ren He. Worship.

Jing Gao said: "Then you can look at me very high. I am far behind Mr. Ren and Professor Zhao. They are all people who have broken thousands of books. I like looking for food very much, so I just open my mouth with my usual commentary. Come."

　　 An Xiaoqian chuckled lightly and ate two mouthfuls of food at random, which once again ignited the flames of war. Looking at Jing Gao with beautiful, clear eyes, "Ms. Jing, do you still have no children?"

"I'm not married yet." Jing Gao smiled bitterly. "President An, can we wait until I finish eating and we will talk about this? In that case, even if we disagree, I will at least mix you up for a meal later. ."

　　 An Xiaoqian pursed her lips and smiled, showing her mature style for no reason, very beautiful, and said, "That's not good. It just makes you talk a little more relaxed."

　　 Jing smiled high, this is the atmosphere that a normal conversation has. He wiped his mouth with a tissue and said: "Then I'll be straight. Mr. An, there is a problem with your methodology!

　　Ma Zhe’s basic principle is that objective laws are not shifted by human will. Just talk about ease, he now graduated from university. He will leave you when he grows up and have his own life. This is the objective law. Do not depend on your will. "

　　 The smile on An Xiaoqian's face faded, but she still maintained her demeanor. She stretched out her hand and said, "You continue."

　　Jing Gao said: "So, what kind of life do you plan to let him have in the future? Is it to live happily, or take your shift and take charge of the Haiyi Group? If it is a succession, this involves a methodological issue."

　　An Xiaoqian leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, her beautiful legs in black stockings leaning together, her beautiful eyes looking at Jing Gao. A gesture of "I will refute you later".

Jing Gaodao: "Ma Zhe also has a basic principle: specific analysis of specific issues. The chairman made a very wonderful discussion in the article'Theory of Contradiction'. I will not repeat it. What I want to say is, why do you use ease and comfort? Mr. Cao’s son to make an analogy?

　　 These are obviously two different individuals. Moreover, the era you are in is not exactly the same as that of the Tang Dynasty and the training of successors by President Cao back then.

　　 Do you think this violates this basic principle? Two completely different conclusions can be drawn from this! First, you do not ask for a thorough study, you just copy it mechanically. Second, you have chosen the wrong example. "

　　 An Xiaoqian couldn't maintain a long sitting posture anymore, she put her hands on the table, her chest rising and falling. The buttons of the white shirt are taut tight. This **** kid really despises her in his heart!

　　I took a high look at An Xiaoqian, knowing that the stimulus was almost the same, and said in a warm voice: "General Manager An, our Chinese traditional culture is about the golden mean. When many people hear this term, they instinctively want to criticize.

　　 Let me give you an example. Neoliberalism is now spreading around the world, most respected by the Anglo-Saxons. They say that the government is all necessary evil! But what did the Germans say? The government is the crystallization of all morals.

　　 These are exactly two extremes. And what do we Chinese say? The government is the public weapon of the world. Good people are in charge of doing good things, and bad people are in charge of doing bad things. This is called the golden mean!

　　 So, in the process of cultivating comfortable succession, you can shift to the left a little bit in the past few years, and shift a bit to the right in the next few years, and finally stay in the middle. It's still a long time. Of course you need to talk to him.

　　 After all, the basic fact that you are his mother cannot be changed by anyone. "

An Xiaoqian looked at Jing Gao with beautiful eyes and exhaled gently. UU read www.uukanshu.com lightly stroked the hair on her forehead, and said, "Ms. Jing, if you change your job to lobby, it is estimated that you can be in Washington K The street has a place. Thank you!"

　　 Washington’s K Street is a lobbying company stationed in the United States and is very famous. An Xiaoqian is not an entrepreneur who resembles a rich landlord, she has a broad vision.

　　 Jingtaka couldn't help laughing, and stood up and stretched out his hand, "You're welcome." He was also very happy to persuade An Xiaoqian. Of course, in the final analysis, An Xiaoqian is An Yi's mother, even if she feels a little upset, she is willing to plan for An Yi.

An Xiaoqian stretched out her soft hand and shook Jing Gao, and actively said: "In two days, the grandfather of the Yang family wishes you a birthday, do you want to go? I can get an invitation for you. Phoenix Fund, Xia The scale of commercial real estate is enough to give you a place."

　　 Jing Gao first listened, guessing that it was an official occasion, and shook his head, "An, thank you. My strategy is to keep a distance."

An Xiaoqian didn't force it. Outside of business, she was still very easy to talk about, and said bluntly: "That's OK, I will invest $500 million in Uber (China) to support you in the battle against Didi." Favor debt is the most important thing. Troublesome. She wants to solve it.

　　 Jingtaka knew where the "freshness" of An Yi came from, and nodded and said, "Okay. I'll go back and let people contact Assistant Tang."

　　 After saying goodbye to An Xiaoqian, Jing Gao took the jade tofu packaged by the waiter, and left Shuanglong Garden by car with Guan Yujia.

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　　An Xiaoqian returned from the dining room to the villa where she lived, pondered, and called her son An Yi.