Saying goodbye to the old professor in social sciences in Dongcheng District, Ma Qianshan walked out of the alley intersection. He is the senior management of the group, and a driver was waiting for him at the intersection in a special car.

In order to maintain the historical charm of the imperial capital, Dongcheng District and Xicheng District have retained a large number of alleys. Most of these residents' buildings are low and dilapidated, and they look like shanty towns.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and asked after Ma Qianshan got on the bus, "Director, is that the woman who moved in the street crying like that? She lost all her face."

"Face?" Ma Qianshan came from a ministry and was used to hearing others call 'Director'. He was happy when he heard this and turned back to look at the alley again, "This is more than just face."

"What else is there except face?" the driver continued, "even if that house is sold at a low price, it will be hundreds of thousands. Hundreds of thousands is not enough?"

"Hundreds of thousands are really not enough." Ma Qianshan smiled and shook his head, "The key is that this family has declined. A good Beijing official position has disappeared, and the children who went abroad have become poor, and there is no way out for three generations.

If you were the one who was a noble person in the past, and now you are a dog shit on the ground, and everyone hides from it. How can it feel like it is to smash the ground from the clouds?"

"It's not good." The driver said weakly, "Our President Zhou is really cruel."

"Renior?" Ma Qianshan's smile was restrained and he snorted coldly. His heart, who had been tempered by the ministry for many years, was as hard as steel. "The struggle is like this, life and death, Mr. Zhou was very arrogant.

This is the 49th city. How can the emperor be merciless? He will be completely ruined if he is not careful. If I take action, I will have to kill them all. If I don’t do this, I will not be able to establish my authority.”

The driver was in his early twenties and felt a cold air coming up on his back and couldn't help but tremble. He usually followed "Director Ma" and met many big shots, and always felt that the person he was following was nice and kind.

Unexpectedly, this person has another side.

Ma Qianshan didn't want to scare the young man. He also felt that he was talking too ruthlessly and asked again: "How is this car driving?"

What I asked was the car the driver was driving. This was not an imported car or a domestic Santana, but the "Sacred Light" himself.

In the 1990s, there were many domestic auto companies, and each province had several car manufacturers. However, these companies were backward in technology, poor product quality, chaotic management, and a lot of problems. Most of them were completely ruined if they didn’t live in the new century.

Based on the concept of waste utilization, Zhou Qingfeng integrated more than a dozen automobile factories in several southwestern provinces, and hired a group of engineers from Russia and Japan to transform the company.

There is no update to the production line at present, but only the management and quality are grasped. The product technology is still at the level of the 1970s, so it cannot be said to be very good. The main reason is to eliminate the bad management and maintain the technical team.

The driver was a car soldier who retired from the army. He patted the steering wheel and gave an evaluation of 'It's okay'. "The configuration is not as good as Santana, and it is even less than an imported car. But if the price is cheap, it's okay to drive it."

Santana costs more than 200,000 yuan, and the supply is in short supply. The price of this miscellaneous car, "Sheng Light", is less than 100,000 yuan, it is durable, and has cheap accessories, so the requirements cannot be too high.

When Ma Qianshan heard the driver say 'It's okay', he felt relieved. The advantage of 'Holy Light' is that it can integrate the industrial chain. Once it is integrated, it will make rapid progress.

Originally, the ministries and commissions saw that the integration of "Sheng Light" was very good, so they wanted to persuade Zhou Qingfeng to work harder to build the automobile industry in 1994. But the president's mind was hot and his attention was shifted to the establishment of the university.

"Director, when will our domestic cars be as good as foreign?" When talking about cars, the driver also became interested.

"I can't tell you this." Ma Qianshan did not bring his secretary, so he looked through his schedule and asked the driver to go to the airport. "Mr. Zhou said he wanted to lay the foundation, and I recognized it. There are indeed many places in China that have not had a solid foundation.

Now we have to pick up a foreigner, who was poached from the American Allison Company, and is specialized in automotive engines and transmissions. I hope these people can help us make our technology more solid."

The driver didn't understand "Alison". He asked again, "Will the group be hated by people everywhere?"

Ma Qianshan laughed at this problem and said avoiding the important and lightly: "It is not clear abroad, but there is no big problem in China. For example, the group has built a university and is exploring domestic teaching assistants and retired professors.

The assistant teacher cannot attend classes, he can only do chores. Retired professors basically don’t attend classes, so it is naturally good to be able to exert residual heat. At present, there are resistances, but they can be solved."

The car left Dongcheng District and arrived at the Capital Airport one hour later. After waiting for another half an hour, a flight 747 from Tokyo landed on the airport runway.

Ma Qianshan took out his ID and contacted the landing passenger plane directly through the tower to ask the crew to confirm whether there was a "Professor Jung". If so, please let him get off the plane first.

At this moment, in the first class of 747, Jung, who was chubby, was staring at the porthole with a frown. He tried to find several serious-looking military and police officers standing with guns at the airport, just like the dictatorial country described in the Western media.

But the airport is very modern and there is no abnormality.

The flight attendant came over to confirm Jung's identity with a smile and asked him to get off the plane the first time.

“Is this a preferential treatment?”

Jung was like a big potato. He stood up from the first class seat with difficulty, took his luggage, and muttered in a low voice: "I hope my decision is not wrong. At least this preferential treatment is quite pleasant."

Ma Qianshan was waiting in the VIP passage in the terminal building, and a white man with a medium figure but fat came out. This guy was probably less than forty years old, and he was the youngest among experts from the United States.

"Hello, Professor Jung, welcome your arrival. My surname is Ma."

"Hello, Mr. Ma."

The fat Jung looked around and said, "The situation here is better than I thought."

"What aspect do you mean?"

"The social atmosphere is different from what I imagined."

Jung shook his head, "Forget it, I don't care about this. I came here to solve my obesity problem. I have serious obesity, can't control my appetite, and I'm unwilling to have stomach shrinkage surgery. I hope..."

Ma Qianshan patiently listened to Professor Jung's nonsense and looked at the other person's body shape. This guy is indeed a bit overweight, with a medium body weight of at least 200 kilograms.

"I have taken the special weight loss pills you provide, and the effect is very satisfying. I'm here to join you for this matter. May I ask..."

Jung got closer and lowered his voice.

"Do you have better weight loss pills? It can both lose weight and improve your ability in that aspect. Do you understand what I said? You must understand, right?"

Jung blinked his eyes and tried hard to let Ma Qianshan understand his meaning. Director Ma looked at the fat white man's figure again, a little doubting whether his president had taken a look away?
Chapter completed!