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    Song Changan came back, Zhao Xuejun originally thought that this person would never want to come back in his life.

    Wang Xi didn't welcome Song Chang'an, maybe he didn't feel it before, but now he has a sense of crisis.  With physical improvement, Wang Xi has unceremoniously associated Song Changan with the word "dangerous goods". At this time, he doesn't really dislike Zhao Xuejun having some female friends, that would be safer.

    Song Changan came back this time with an investigation group from other provinces. He has made a lot of money in the past few years. He has two pieces of thin paper for the diploma. It seems that the money and connotation have returned, and the spirit has also returned.  A month ago, he participated in a reception held by a foreign Chinese circle, and someone introduced him to a study group at the reception.  The inspection team went out with the purpose of attracting investment.  After seeing Song Changan, people were very enthusiastic about him and publicized a lot of domestic forms, current economic conditions, and future development trends.  Looking at those posters and photo albums, Song Chang'an suddenly missed his homeland, and the emotion of homesickness welled up in his heart, and he came back so suddenly without warning.

    Over the years, Song Changan has been far away from the domestic circle, and he has not come out with much fanfare. His idea may not matter abroad, but to him it is a big deal.  From leaving in grief and indignation to having a career, to his career getting bigger and bigger, his courage has also increased.  Song Changan is very patriotic in his heart. As the company grows bigger and bigger, he also likes to take care of the people who go out, but he doesn't take care of those who follow the trend of going abroad and try to find a way to deviate from the motherland.  He took care of Chinese who were really educated and of better quality.  Now he has the right to choose his friends.  With the rapid doubling of his net worth after several large investments, Song Changan's friends became more and more high-class.  In the past, in China, my father's level was just enough to meet provincial leaders, and he needed to be respectful when meeting provincial leaders.  But after going out, he miraculously changed his identity, just like a martial arts practitioner who opened up the two veins of Ren and Du.

    With money and status, everyone forgave him and thought he was a good man again.  Now, the leaders at the provincial level have begun to be polite when they see him.  Song Chang'an knew that other people's respect was nothing more than wanting help with his assets. Others may not respect him because of him, and everyone would even talk about him behind his back.  He doesn't care, and he doesn't object to this kind of flattery. He wants to go back to his motherland and do something. He eats alone. No matter how extravagant it is, the most is eight taels of noodles. Sometimes he has to be hungry for a few days after eating enough.  To be comfortable.

    Zhao Xuejun is Song Changan's boss, a well-deserved boss.  When Song Changan saw Zhao Xuejun and Wang Xi being intimate at the airport, he didn't seem to have that kind of easy emotion. They exchanged polite greetings, and after chatting for a long time, they found some old friendships.  Song Chang'an really didn't think much about Zhao Xuejun now, even if he knew that Zhao Xuejun was a person like him, he wouldn't love him.  The boss and employees are always separated by a layer of mountains, and he knows his own identity.  What is understandable is that he understands, he doesn't understand why Wang Xi is staring at him, and he hasn't offended him?  The cautious Song Changan, who was tempered by life, immediately began to examine himself.

    Zhao Xuejun sits on the sofa in the hotel and reads some urgent documents. He doesn't dislike domestic investment, and even likes it. Of course, he doesn't like those petty bureaucrats here, and he doesn't like the way some people in China do things.  To put it bluntly, he doesn't like complicated procedures, favors mixed in business, everything that a person has belongs to this person, no matter how you grab other people's favors, the money still belongs to them, and I can't give you half a penny.  Sometimes people just don't understand this distinction, and they always fall behind in terms of status.

    After Zhao Xuejun spent three hours reading the documents, he unceremoniously rejected 80% of Song Changan's investment proposals. He had no choice but to choose the prophet of the times.

    Wang Xi was very happy that Zhao Xuejun slapped Song Changan in the face, wiped his face, and wiped it in front of him.  He ran around Zhao Xuejun, looking more and more like a dog leg.

    Song Changan was not angry at Zhao Xuejun's veto. Zhao Xuejun had magical powers, a power he didn't know, which made him afraid or even afraid of him. He just listened to what he preached to himself.  Although he was not happy that Zhao Xuejun rejected his carefully prepared investment intention, he could use the money to do it quietly.  This has nothing to do with Zhao Xuejun, he doesn't want to invest too much money, he just wants to set up a venue at will, find a nest for himself to return to China, by the way, he also needs a formal identity, now, he himself feels ashamed,  He is not Chinese anymore.

    Whenever Song Changan thinks about losing his nationality, he feels a pain in his heart, but if he wants to expand his business abroad and enter some special business, he can no longer belong to the motherland.  He remembered the day he took the oath abroad, after taking the oath, when he got home, he chatted with Zhao Xuejun on the phone and cried for half an hour, and later Zhao XuejunSuddenly said: "I will return to Beijing tomorrow."

    "Go back to see relatives?" Zhao Xuejun asked him.

    With a wry smile, Song Chang'an's tone was filled with loneliness: "Is there any relatives there? My grandpa's generation are all foreigners. I want to come back and live for a few years, just like you said, buy a few old yards,  Protecting a few old pagoda trees, hugging a cup of tea in summer, lying on a chair and looking at the pagoda trees, that day is not bad. I have to plan for myself. Hey I went for a physical examination a few days ago, and the doctor said that I had a perforation in my stomach  Look at Xuejun, I used to have a sense of security. I still don¡¯t have a sense of security. After thinking about it, I think I don¡¯t have a home. If I have a home, I feel safe.¡±

    "Aren't you going back to your own home?" Zhao Xuejun knew that Song Liaokuo missed his son very much.

    Song Changan smiled, but did not answer this question.  He didn't want to go back, even dealing with his father made him feel tired!

    "If you see a good courtyard, give me one too. I also like the courtyards in Beijing."

    Song Changan readily agreed, and decided to buy two sets next to each other. It would be nice to be neighbors with Xuejun in the next life.

    While chatting, the group returned to the hotel, where Song Loutang had already stayed there with many relatives.  Both Zhao Xuejun and Wang Xi returned to their own rooms and did not disturb Song Changan's work, which is not considered work.  Song Chang'an had to show Song Luu's face, rejecting people without offending others, that was an art.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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