My 1979

Over the past two decades, he has invested more than 10 billion US dollars.

Delta Air Lines has become a rising aviation giant, with annual revenue of 22 billion US dollars. As for profits, it almost moved him to tears, only a mere billion US dollars.

He didn't even bother to take a second look at this small amount of profit, so he might as well continue to keep it for laying eggs.

However, he is not happy to continue to invest money now.

Wang Ziwen said with a smile, "It's not about money, it's enough money. But their life is not easy. After Crimea joined Russia, the United States has imposed sanctions on Russia, and even flights to the United States are restricted."

Moreover, because Bereshev and Gerhard were too close to Moscow, their assets in the United States were also frozen, causing heavy losses. "

Li He finally couldn't hold back his laughter, "It's my fault. I forgot to remind these two brothers, how much money can they save in the United States? Tell them not to be discouraged. I will give them dividends at the end of the year."

Wang Ziwen said, "They want to use idle funds to acquire ports and power companies in Greece and Portugal. They need your consent."

Li He thought for a while and said, "Jiang Jian Jian has always been in charge. What do you ask me to do? Tell Jiang Jian Jian that what was done in the past will be done now."

Wang Ziwen said, "A domestic shipping company may enter and bid on the same stage for fear of hurting harmony."

Li He thought for a while and said, "Let them have priority. If they can't reach an agreement, we will get involved."

Wang Ziwen finished taking notes in his notebook and continued, "The investigation of the plane accident here will be conducted by Moscow officials, and it is estimated that a large fine and compensation will inevitably be avoided."

Li He said, "Let Jiang Jianjian and the others take care of it. Credibility is the first priority. Don't lose big for small things."

After Wang Ziwen left, Li He saw that Li Lan was still holding his cell phone, so he asked, "You haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time, haven't you?"

Li Lan had long been immune to his father's occasional whims, and no longer bothered about why his father suddenly raised this question. He answered honestly, "I have been quite busy with my homework in the past few years, and I don't have much time to practice calligraphy." .”

Li He said, "What a fool. I am going to participate in a Go competition and don't have time to practice calligraphy. I picked it up quickly. I will use it when I have the opportunity in the future."

He doesn't like people flattering him, but he is still happy when they flatter him. For example, if someone asks him to write an inscription, there is never any reason why he shouldn't do it.

His writing is not bad, but it is definitely not good. He is very self-aware and can't control his efforts to show off, and he can't be too embarrassed. What should I do?

He, Li Laoer, has his own unique skill. In the past ten years, he has repeatedly practiced "Don't deceive yourself internally and don't deceive others externally" according to famous calligraphy. Each word is simple and the structure is easy to grasp.

Whenever someone asked him to write an inscription, he would write these eight words. Whether it was his own company or another company, he would always write these eight words, and he wrote dozens of articles.

Li Lan glanced at his father with disdain. In calligraphy, he was very confident and could write much better than him no matter how he wrote. So he said politely, "I'll wait for you to catch up."

"If you don't advance, you will retreat. Don't you understand this principle?" Li Laoer didn't expect to be tricked by his son.

Li Lan spread his hands, "Whatever you say makes sense. Hey, it's all my fault."

"I'm old, I'm old," Li He suddenly became upset and very rude, "I'm old, but I'm still thinking about giving advice to young people."

"What shall we eat for lunch?" Li Lan quickly put aside the topic and asked a very serious question. His mother was not at home, and he would never eat noodles with his father again.

Li He was also stunned. If He Fang was not at home, he would either drive out to eat at noon, or hang out with Song Gu and others.

"You cook? There are all kinds of dishes at home. Let me try your skills."

Li Lan said, "What I cook is not delicious."

Normally, his wife wouldn't even let him into the kitchen, so he would just sit there and cook. As for cooking, there would either be too much oil or too little salt.

Li He said, "You can't even cook? I've been cooking in the kitchen since I was a teenager."

It feels a bit like I hate the fact that iron cannot become steel.

"Then what do you do?" Li Lan knew his father's urinary nature too well.

Li He said, "You can't do it?"

Li Lan thought for a while and said, "Then you can eat it if you want."

He went to find a vegetable basket in the house and picked a lot of tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, and green onions from his own vegetable garden.

There was also a chicken in the refrigerator. He took it out and put it in a basin to thaw. Then he smoked a cigarette and picked vegetables.

When the chicken is almost frozen, I chop it into pieces on the chopping board with a kitchen knife and put them all into the wok.

Li He couldn't help but instruct, "You have to blanch it in hot water, otherwise you won't be able to eat it."

Not practical, but very rich in theoretical experience.

Li Lan felt that he was worrying too much, "I cook it myself and eat it myself, but you can't eat it anyway."

Those vegetarian dishes were all prepared for his father, who cannot eat meat.

He was still very quick. After frying the vegetable dishes, he simmered the rice and continued to stir-fry chicken, star anise, tangerine peel, and chili.

After it was served on the table, Li He picked up a chopstick and patted the cucumber. He spat it out as soon as it entered his mouth. He put down his chopsticks and said, "Why put so much sesame oil? It's so confusing."

Li Lan put it in his mouth and chewed it deliberately, "It's delicious."

"Then you eat more." Li He scooped up a spoonful of tomato and egg soup, mixed it into the rice, swallowed it reluctantly, and ate it wholeheartedly.

After eating, I made myself a pot of tea, and unconsciously picked up my phone.

The news about Liu Yang, China's first female astronaut in space, flooded Weibo, and Li He smiled happily.

Li Lan was eating his own food, and accidentally looked up to see his father's fingers working on his mobile phone. He couldn't help but pick up the phone and look at his Weibo.

"This is why women have to struggle just like men. No matter how well you marry, no one can help you fulfill your dream of traveling in space."

I checked the comment area again and it was very lively.

"What makes you think that most women want to marry well?"

"Yes, I am a girl, and I work very hard to be independent."

"Even if you want to marry well, it will be difficult. Cinderella's father is still an earl, but she was abused by her stepmother."

"You can be like Deng Wen. This sentence disgusts me. This is the result of treating well-married women as national idols. Men think that they can get all women if they have money."

"Contemporary women, on the one hand, are calling women to have more choices and to be better versions of themselves, and to do more and be more demanding to make themselves valuable. On the other hand, they regard marrying well and marrying well as a sign of success, which is very divisive."

“Girls who don’t study hard will get married later.”