"Did you draw it?"

Yao Lisong was greatly taken aback, and his dumbfounded look looked a bit like a comedian.

"I thought it was painted by a professional designer your company hired from abroad. Look at the shape of this building. It's grand, stable, yet agile and fashionable. It's so similar to the characteristics of Shenzhen. Mr. Zhou, I'm really impressed.

I didn’t expect that you are actually an architectural designer. I would like to ask, which university in China are you a top student in?"

"Didn't Dong Weihong tell you?"

Yao Lisong shook his head. He didn't care about this. His wife was a former pen pal. He thought that if he could help with his career, he could help her, and there was no need to have a close friendship.

"Tsinghua University, dropped out."

"ah?"

Hearing the first four words, Yao Lisong nodded and said in his mind, "No wonder," but when he heard the last two words, he looked confused. He has reached such a level before he finished reading? Is this guy a genius?

He is not someone who has never seen the world. In order to develop Shenzhen's economy, the department sent him to HK many times to learn from successful experiences. He knows everything about the architectural style and fashion trends there, and he has a certain understanding of it.

The plan given by the group is difficult to find designers of this level in China.

"Mr. Zhou, you are really... so capable at such a young age. No wonder Wei Hong always praises you for your abilities. It makes my ears tingle."

These words are true and false, false and true, after all, no one will have trouble with someone who compliments them, right?

Lin Yue looked at his watch, walked back to the sofa and sat down: "In ten minutes, people from the engineering department should be there."

Yao Lisong was very satisfied with his work efficiency and said with a smile: "By the way, Mr. Zhou, do you know what my biggest feeling was when I heard your name for the first time?"

Who is Lin Yue? How could he not see the temptation and doubt behind the guest's calm expression?

"Sound familiar?"

"I used to work in the Jiangliao Construction Corps, and I had a very close partner. His name was Zhou Bingyi, who was from Jichun. He also had a younger brother named Zhou Bingkun, who had been taking care of the elderly at home."

Yao Lisong came to the south in 1977, and Zhou Bingyi was transferred back to Jichun in 1978. During the Spring Festival of 1981, he went to the Northeast, and the conversation he had with Zhou Bingyi and his wife was all about the Construction Corps, so Yao Lisong didn't know much about the old Zhou family.

situation, until this time the unit reached a cooperation intention with Shencheng Group, and the leader sent him to connect with the vice president. After seeing this name and talking to his wife, he learned that Dong Weihong once asked him to help contact Lao Zhou and Shencheng, the pen pals of Train Pi.

The group vice president is the same person.

"Yes, I am that Zhou Bingkun, Zhou Bingkun of Jichun City Guangzi Film, and Zhou Bingyi's younger brother."

Yao Lisong stood up suddenly, two completely opposite emotions of disbelief and surprise appeared on his face.

"Is it really you?"

"Who else could it be if not me?"

Lin Yue sat still and said with a smile: "There's no need to be so surprised, right?"

"But Wei Hong..."

"Why didn't Dong Weihong tell you the truth? I asked her to hide it from you." Lin Yue looked at him calmly: "What would you have done if you knew I was Zhou Bingyi's brother three years ago? Call him immediately.

Go to Ji Chun to confirm this matter? What will my brother think after hearing about it? My brother is using his relationship with you to make electrical appliances in Shenzhen? With his temper, do you think I can get a good result? Even if the truth is right

It's just a matter of effort for you. Normal affairs within the scope of your responsibilities will become more important when it comes to Zhou Bingyi. Well, you should know the situation at his father-in-law and mother-in-law's house. Let's put it this way, this is the most taboo thing in their family.

"

Yao Lisong slowly relaxed and sat back on the sofa.

To be honest, from a man's perspective, Dong Weihong's attitude towards this pen pal did make him a little wary. Now that he knows that Zhou Bingkun is Zhou Bingyi's younger brother, the little grudge in his heart has disappeared.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? You are Bingyi's brother. I didn't need to spend a lot of time doing a lot of investigation work. Given our relationship, can you still lie to me?"

"One code equals another. Friendship is friendship and work is work. Besides, Shencheng Group does not belong to me alone."

Yao Lisong thought about it and felt that Zhou Bingkun was very right. The president of Shencheng Group is a Hong Kong man named Li Heping. Li Heping usually attends important events with his assistant. As the vice president of the group, Zhou Bingkun rarely does anything in public...

...It can also be said that he keeps a low profile, does not steal the limelight from his superiors, and is well versed in the ways of being the second in command. If his unit had not had business dealings with Shencheng Group, how could the two of them have had the opportunity to sit down and chat.

"You're right, this is business. As the old saying goes, brothers should settle accounts clearly."

"Speaking of this." Lin Yue moved forward and put the lower lapel of his suit into his arms: "I am the vice president of Shencheng Group... I hope Brother Yao will keep it a secret for me. I don't want my family to know.

this matter."

"This is a good thing, why don't you tell them?"

"Growing up, my brother and sister have been smart people in my father's eyes. If my situation here is known to my family, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble, it's good to keep things as they are."

"Oh, I see."

Yao Lisong is also a person with brothers and sisters. There is more or less a comparison mentality between elder brother and younger brother, older brother and brother-in-law, younger brother and brother-in-law, and the principle of shooting the first bird is applicable in most circumstances.

, many times the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. And if they do well, they will get less applause, which they think is appropriate. If they mess up, they will undoubtedly become the target of public criticism, so keeping a low profile may not work, but

Never go wrong.

"Okay, I won't tell Bingyi about this."

"Thanks."

"You're still polite to me about this little thing."

Lin Yue smiled at him, then lowered his head and looked at his watch when he was done: "It's almost time, let's go to the conference room."

"Okay." Yao Lisong drank all the tea in the cup, picked up his bag and tucked it under his arm, and followed him out of the office.

…

Three hours later, we arrived in Guangzhou, more than 100 kilometers away from Shenzhen.

The newly renamed Chaotian Road Primary School once again ushered in the end of get out of class. As the bell ringer made a harsh ding, the teachers took the textbooks and left the classroom, and the students began to pack their schoolbags and prepare to leave.

During this time, the security guard at the school gate is still a janitor. Most of the parents picking up and dropping off their children on the road ride bicycles. Occasionally, one or two come by car, which will definitely attract attention.

"I failed the test again this time. My aunt will definitely scold me when I go back."

"Aunt? Are you living with your aunt?"

"Well, my mother is studying in Beijing."

"So far away? Don't you miss her?"

"No, I'm used to it. I've been living with my uncle and aunt since I was four years old."

"Ah? Then your mother is so pitiful."

"Why is she pitiful?"

Yueyue replied coldly.

Guangzhou, to be honest, is a bit exclusive. Many students speak Cantonese in the class, but she doesn't speak Cantonese, so she feels isolated. Finally, a transfer student from the north came to her, and she finally had another interesting person.

Friends who speak the same language, but unlike her situation, Pingping has her parents by her side.

Pingping could hear the anger underneath her words, and held her hand kindly: "Yueyue, can we go to the park to play together on the weekend?"

After all, he was a child who had just entered fifth grade. Yueyue's resentment towards his parents was dissipated by his playfulness, and he kept nodding his head and saying: "Okay, okay."

After saying this, she noticed the person standing at the school door and waved vigorously: "Aunt, aunt."

"Yueyue." Zheng Juan waved in response.

Pingping said: "Is that your aunt?"

"That's right." Yueyue pointed to the little boy who was a little over four years old next to her and said, "He is my younger brother, Congcong. This guy is bad. The day before yesterday, I was punished by the teacher because of him. He secretly took it away.

Not only did I not mention the textbooks I put in my schoolbag, but I also tore up my homework."

"Oh, I really want to have a younger brother, so that I can have someone to play with."

"I'm almost bored to death with him."

"Yueyue, who are you annoying to death?" Zheng Juan interrupted the conversation between the two girls: "Are you being bullied by your classmates in class? I'll go find your class teacher."

"No, no, I was just joking with her. Auntie, this is our new classmate Pingping. Her parents are also from the Northeast."

"Hello, aunt." Pingping greeted politely.

"Hey, hello." Zheng Juan agreed and looked around, as if she was surprised that Pingping's parents didn't come to pick up the child.

"Auntie, my house is in the alley over there. I can just walk back by myself." The little girl is quite sensible.

"Oh, I see……"

At this time, Yueyue looked left and right, with a puzzled expression on her face: "Aunt, where is uncle? Why didn't uncle come? Didn't he agree to return to Guangzhou today?"

"Yueyue, are you confused? Today is Thursday, and your uncle won't come back until Friday."

"Ah? Today is only Thursday. I thought I would have a day off after half a day tomorrow."

While Zheng Juan was holding Congcong's hand and talking to the two little girls, a Toyota car passed by the roadside.

"Stop, stop, stop."

squeak~

The driver slammed on the brakes and the car stopped on the side of the road.

Shui Ziliu, who was sitting on the right side of the rear compartment, looked puzzled: "What's wrong?"
To be continued...