The Richest Man Starts From Falling In Love

Five hundred and twenty-eight, homecoming

Before you know it, the New Year holiday is fleeting.

During the whole New Year's Eve, Chu Yao basically had no other arrangements except for the dinner and the wine shop.

On the first day of junior high school, drinking, drinking with Jiang Zhenhua and Han Feng.

On the second day of junior high school, I drank, played cards with several other executives of the company, and stayed at Jiang Qingzhu's house at night.

In the third day of junior high school, drinking, Jiang Lingyun ended her vacation early because her parents urged her to get married too violently, and returned to Pengcheng to catch up with the wind.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Pengcheng Chamber of Commerce held a traditional New Year's party, which was organized by Xiao Ma himself, so he went there and drank to his heart's content amidst the flattery.

On the fifth day of the lunar new year, the first batch of company executives and employees began to return to work, giving out red envelopes, and having dinner together.

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The simple and boring daily life of the rich.

Chu Yao began to feel that kind of ecstasy. Wherever he looked, there were smiling faces. The power brought by wealth is nothing like this.

Especially at the beginning of the resumption of work, when the company's employees lined up to receive the red envelopes, they felt almost like "parents with food and clothing".

Tsk.

This idea is very floating, and I encouraged myself, but in fact it is.

In all fairness, as a boss, I didn't squeeze them too much, and gave them good benefits and working conditions, but, unknowingly, the employees of the company began to dwarf and objectify themselves.

In this regard, I can't say anything.

So be it.

The constitution states that all people are equal, but in fact, class is everywhere.

My recent daily reading has long been Mao Xuan, and the focus is a bit strange, but Chu Yao doesn't think it's wrong.

The more you see the world and things, the more you will understand the nature and objective laws of the world's operation.

For a moment, Chu Yao even had some thoughts...

For example, follow the example of Huawei and carry out some equity reforms on the company.

But after hesitating again and again, he gave up.

It can be done, but not now.

The target platform should not be Yingying Meiye, because Yingying is a company to be listed.

What's more, holding shares by all employees is only suitable for "scientific research companies", which can stimulate work enthusiasm and energy to the maximum extent.

Look again, don't worry.

After the accumulation of the past year, Chu Yao felt that he had a lot of different feelings about wealth, capital, society, and even politics.

I will not be the kind of "profit-seeking" capitalist.

But it is also impossible to achieve complete "disinterestedness".

Fortunately, I have now found a self-consistent path, just go down slowly, it will not be clear for a while, but it will definitely become clear as I continue to do it.

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The thirteenth day of the first lunar month.

Phoenix Airport.

This is Chu City's airport. As a fifth-tier city, it is naturally small, with low passenger throughput and almost no flights, but it is more than enough to land private jets.

in your own private jet,

Returning to this land where he grew up, although he was mentally prepared, but when the plane landed, he looked at the familiar city from a height of ten thousand feet, and his vision was a little bit clear, which still made Chu Yao feel emotional.

Of course it's not "more timid if you are closer to the hometown."

It's high-spirited.

When I was admitted to university and walked out on the green leather train for more than 20 hours, I would never have imagined that less than ten years later, I would return as a king in such a way.

This "self-glory" emotion reached its peak when I got off the plane.

Chu Yao was stunned by the welcome ceremony for a while.

On the flat airport, there is a red carpet.

Two rows of children holding flowers shouted "Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome" in immature voices, and even pulled up a banner. Reporters from the local TV station recorded the whole process, and in the middle were local leaders in suits and leather shoes.

Just... a little exaggeration.

Exaggerated to the point that Chu Yao felt a little bit pained.

Welcome, just welcome, why are you tossing people and children?

In the winter, all the cold faces were flushed, and they were shouting at the top of their voices.

Wei Zhiguo must be among the leaders who came to welcome the scene. Besides him, the most important officials who came were the executive deputy mayor and Secretary Wang's secretary.

This is also normal.

According to normal specifications, it is also completely sufficient.

After some unnutritious polite greetings.

Get off the plane and get in the car.

Looking at the Audi A6 with the license plate number 58, Chu Yao was speechless again, and at the same time felt a little novel.

Such a number plate, in Pengcheng and the imperial capital, it is definitely not his turn to get it, someone has already taken it.

However, when I returned to Chu City, I guess it wouldn't be difficult for me to ask for it.

What is it called?

Dimensionality reduction blow.

The full-level boss angrily refreshed the hands of the village.

"The banquet has been arranged. Secretary Wang went to the provincial capital for a meeting today, and he is on his way back now. It probably has something to do with us."

In the car, Wei Zhiguo said softly with a smile.

These words also have a level.

It not only explained the reason why the big leader didn't come to greet you, but also didn't make the leader appear too cold and put on airs.

It's a meeting.

The jack of all trades reason.

Chu Yao smiled: "Okay, that's really an honor. I also brought some gifts for everyone. The souvenirs from Guangdong Province are all edible. They are not worth much, and they are not against discipline, right?"

These were all prepared by Xi Yue with careful consideration.

This time, Chu Yao still took her with her.

"Hey, you are too polite."

Wei Zhiguo didn't reply clearly, and after some chatter, the car started slowly.

All the way to the banquet venue.

In the center of the city, near Chucheng No. 1 Middle School where he once studied, there is a place called Golden Dragon Hotel. All kinds of familiar road names and buildings along the way make Chu Yao's imagination run wild.

It's all my own memories.

Indelible Teens.

Especially this hotel.

I was very impressed. When I was in high school, many students rumored that there was a "chicken" in it. There was also a group of boys who went to study at night, and deliberately took a detour through the door to see if there was really one and what it looked like.

Looking back now, it seems like a lifetime away.

Thinking of this, shaking his head and smiling, Chu Yao entered the door surrounded by a group of people.

I thought it was just a casual meal.

However, unexpectedly, after entering, they saw acquaintances one after another.

The English teacher in high school was a middle-aged woman who still had charm. She had just graduated when she taught herself. She is only in her thirties now, very plump and sexy.

My deskmate in elementary school, I forgot his name, but I remember a tall, strong, silly guy, now wearing a police uniform, his face and eyes can vaguely see his appearance back then.

There are also a few female classmates, all former classmates, from junior high school and high school. within the local system.

...

During this battle, Chu Yao had nothing to say.

them……

Are they too attentive?

Inexplicably, the lines from the cross talk that I have heard popped up in my mind-the poor stand on the cross streets, using eighteen martial arts, and cannot hook relatives and friends;

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