How Did I Become a God

In a courtyard in the middle of Beijing, Zhao Canglong held his glasses and looked at the fish tank in the living room, silent.

Fatty Ma had just sent off Qiao Songbai at the airport, and he was coming over to report to Brother Zhao on the situation. After the reception of these days, he was going to lose weight. Eating seafood together is the three major irons in life, but the energy of middle-aged people cannot be compared with that of young people!

At this time, Fatty Ma was a little bit murmured in his heart. In fact, there has always been a period of time between Dong Jiehui and Zhao Ge in the past two years, which is a bit of a forced marriage posture.

He didn't understand it very much. What's the noise? How could Brother Zhao get a divorce? I have two children with my sister-in-law, and there are various interests entangled together.

Fatty Ma sat for a while and said, "Brother Zhao..." He would leave if he was okay. There are other fun to recuperate without touching women in these two days. Make something delicious, drink a little wine, play cards, and massage. Is that uneasy?

Zhao Canglong is of medium stature, and he wears neatly even at home. Casual shirts and trousers have an air of grace.

Looking away from the red arowana in the fish tank, with a mocking smile on her face, she said: "Little Ma, she has hard wings and wants to fly solo. She also deliberately found a young man to stimulate me. It's a pity, it's just a A fledgling little guy, a sprawling boy."

Fatty Ma smiled and complimented: "Brother Zhao, that kid is a rookie. Didn't Zhao Xing transfer the bank flow? His money came from overseas funds. Find someone to arrest him for trial. Don't be a big fish!"

This attention is very vicious.

But think about how Fatty Ma hates Jing Gao! He cooked all the ducks for Jing Gaojiehu to eat. Now Cao Danqing is still staying in Rongcheng. He can't run to Rongcheng to block people, right?

In that place, the energy of Xia Shang Textile Group is great! On the contrary, his little brother-in-law went out of Forty-Nine City, and he became a "little chicken" and couldn't speak well.

Zhao Canglong smiled and cursed: "It's ridiculous. Now there is a lot of trouble on Hong Kong Island. What kind of foundation does it explode in the newspaper? It's only a few hundred dollars at most. Have you seen how to get it? A spy with billions of dollars?

These funds also went to the British Virgin Islands, a tax haven, and they couldn't be found at all. Moreover, there is no problem in law for people to pay taxes legally. "

Fatty Ma smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, why don't you want to commit a crime?"

Zhao Canglong smiled and scolded: "Little Ma, don't use idioms indiscriminately. This matter should be done slowly, so what's the hurry? You go first."

Rubbing his forehead with a headache. Any man who has a beautiful woman like Dong Lingxi, even if he doesn't have enough energy, is definitely not willing to let her go.

He still has to think about how to make her happy this year?

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Yan Ting has been sent to Magic City to participate in a training since the May Day holiday. The training course ended on Monday afternoon, and when the sunset was wandering between the skyscrapers of the magic city and the Huangpu River, she received a call from Xiao Su.

"Xiaosu, what's the matter?" Yan Ting politely waved to the "classmate" who greeted her, and took the phone to a secluded place. A single woman of her age, with a beautiful face, has no shortage of suitors.

"Sister Yan, what you told me. Someone in the industry checked the account of Jing Headquarters."

"Xiao Su, I know. Thanks for your hard work, go back and invite you to dinner."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Ting felt a little heavy. She habitually pulled her hair on her forehead, dressed in a cosmic uniform and skirt, and took the elevator downstairs with a smile, preparing to go back to the hotel for dinner.

She has been working in the banking system for a long time, and she has a very clear doorway. Checking the bank account of the company’s account requires the company’s credentials to check, which is a violation of regulations. And the people who have this energy are not small.

The training classroom is not far from the hotel. Yan Ting was dressed in a dark blue dress with a slim waist. She was wearing silk stockings and stepped on black high heels. She walked back gracefully. She didn't eat dinner, so she directly called Jing Gao and explained the situation, and said worriedly:" Jing Gao, did you offend someone?"

Jing Gao knew about it. It is estimated that Zhao Canglong asked someone to check it out. When he was traveling in Qinhuangdao, when he saw Shao Ning of the yacht club, he knew the energy of these brothers. Soothed: "Xiaoyan, it's okay."

Yan Ting sighed softly, "Oh!" She is a beautiful woman who can reach the middle level in the universe, and she has experienced some intrigues. I can see the true face of society very clearly: competition is everywhere from childhood to death.

The rules of competition are: big fish eat small fish, small fish eat dried shrimps.

She didn't want to guess where Jing Gao's funds came from. No matter how big a wealthy family is, she would not go to the mountain anyway.

The problem now is that after Jing Gao Zida transfers funds from personal consumption to business, he will inevitably face competition and conflicts of interest. Now it's trouble to find the door.

Jing Gao smiled and said: "Xiaoyan, you have to have confidence in me. I will go to the magic city to see you this weekend. Do you think I don't? I want to measure the size of the bottle mouth in person."

Yan Ting's pretty face was immediately stained with red clouds, thinking about the sweet time when the two were together. He has many tricks. Duplicity said: "I didn't miss you." The thirty-one-year-old beautiful woman, there are so many little girls who are shy in front of her sweetheart.

Jing Gao laughed, gagged and comforted Xiaoyan, hung up the phone, and flipped through the "Yan Family Instructions" in his hand.

Professor Zhao's words still need to be listened to. Ancient Chinese classics, you still have to memorize some in your stomach to improve your temperament and character.

In fact, Zhao Canglong brought him some pressure. But it's not too big. The main reason is that after he won Rongcheng's textile industry, he was no longer rootless. He will be by-elected as the XX representative of the city later.

The conflict of interest between him and Zhao Canglong did not endure endlessly. It is impossible for Zhao Canglong to find a gunman to kill him or get him into a car accident. And he would not give Zhao Canglong such an opportunity.

He still has to rectify "Zhao Shiyan" and use it as a smoke bomb.

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On Monday morning, the Xiashang Textile Group, located in the Rongcheng Textile Industrial Park, held a morning meeting in an old office building that is currently only six floors high.

In the slightly outdated conference room, neatly-dressed managers sit in front of the large oval conference table.

Regardless of the appearance of this conference room, these executives who have just been promoted from front-line positions do not have the kind of professional elites in suits and shoes, but Xia Shang Textile Group is valued at 1 billion yuan. Who dares to take it lightly?

Manufacturing is not the kind of money in the financial industry. It is more important to work hard.

Sitting at An Zhiwen is the executive director and chief financial officer (COO) Cao Danqing appointed by the shareholder Zhongrun Company~www.wuxiaspot.com~, a very beautiful beauty, and a very tough work style. Proper workplace royal sister.

"Now we have a morning meeting."

An Zhiwen was in a good mood during this time, and he successfully obtained the custody of his two daughters, and his life reached the peak. He is in charge of a medium-sized textile group. His next task is very simple, which is to make Xiashang Textile Group a domestic and even world-class textile group.

But he actually lost a little weight, mainly because he was too busy at work for the past two weeks. He did not sleep more than five hours a day.

The human resources department first reported: "General Manager An, we are taking over the factories, equipment, and workers of small companies. After some stingers were fired, they are making trouble!"

An Zhiwen waved his hand and said forcefully: "Pay full compensation in accordance with the law. If you make trouble, you will find the county to solve it."

One problem after another. As a veteran of the textile industry, An Zhiwen handled it cleanly. The meeting lasted until about 11 in the morning, and An Zhiwen produced a report, "I have a report on the development of the group here, and everyone will read it."

This suddenly lifted the appetite of a group of executives.