Digital Kingdom

Zhao Ziming looked at the information in his hand, and felt a little different.

The due diligence on Song Moxin has just been completed, so I can't take it carelessly.

Although Zhao Ziming is confident that he can grasp the situation, the necessary procedures are necessary. You must know women, but the most deceptive, beautiful women, especially so.

A thick pile of materials, everything from kindergarten to university, from life to work, may even have records of some things Song Moxin forgot, of course, most of them are useless, just a picture of a lovely girl growing up.

The only thing worthy of his attention is family relations.

After reading it, Zhao Ziming smashed the data at will. He was just to verify the impression in his mind, so naturally he didn't need to save it.

It took half a year to mobilize four or five people to collect and verify information in many places, and the materials worth more than 200,000 disappeared without leaving a trace.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Ziming took out the phone and dialed Song Moxin.

"Sleeping," Song Moxin said in a lazy voice.

Zhao Ziming smiled: "I'll be over in a while."

"Okay, okay," Song Moxin answered in surprise.

"Wait for me at home."

"Hmm."

Song Moxin hung up the phone, smirked on the pillow, got up quickly for a long time, and began to tidy up.

The two are in love and passion, the first girl in love, charming and obsessed, separated for a while, living like years.

I didn’t have the opportunity to use all the methods I thought of before, as if I was addicted. I thought about how to please men every day. If I didn’t call for a day, I felt that the sky was going to fall down. I thought about myself if I did something wrong and occasionally moisturized. For a moment, as if enjoying the best time in the world.

At this time, she understood what it means to be affection, so she went on and on.Through the blending of spirit and flesh, I found that the previous days were in vain.

When Zhao Ziming was talking, Song Moxin had just painted a plain makeup, and she had already arrived home, as if a bird was throwing her arms around the man.

With the weight of two people, Zhao Ziming easily picked up the beauty, "Miss me?"

"Hmm," Song Moxin nodded with joy on her face, as if a chicken was eating rice.

Seeing the delicate flowers blooming for himself alone, with his coldness, my heart was a little moved, holding Song Moxin on the sofa, "Let me see where I think."

Song Moxin held back her shyness and deliberately straightened her body, her eyes were hot, as if it could burn people.

The two were tired and crooked on the sofa for a while, and finally did nothing.

Song Meili took a spoon and showed off her lover in person. Zhao Ziming didn't care, watching her busy in the kitchen, she was very cute. A large shirt barely covered the base of her thighs, and she was happy walking around.

Zhao Ziming had to turn his attention away. With the withdrawal of Evergrande and the admission of Shenzhen Metro, the battle of Baowan finally came to an end.

This is a milestone event in the history of China's business, and it is also a microcosm of China's industrial and capital adjustments in this era-the decline of industry and the rise of finance and state-owned enterprises.

This is a multi-party battle involving listed companies, business leaders, state-owned enterprises, and regulatory agencies.

Vanke, Baoneng, China Resources, Evergrande, Anbang, Shenzhen Railway...

Wang Shi, Yao Zhenhua, Xu Jiayin, Yu Liang, Fu Yuning, Wu Xiangdong...

The final result was very tragic.

It can be said that there are almost no winners. China Resources, which has been a major shareholder for 15 years, withdrew from Vanke in a "tragic win".Yao Zhenhua of Baoneng was banned from entering the insurance industry for ten years and could no longer be the legal person of an insurance company.Wang Shi tried his best to stay on the board, but in the end he could only leave.Evergrande exited in a panic...

One of the most noteworthy is naturally the leader, Boss Wang. His predicament today is largely dragged down by independent women.

"You robbed the young man's woman, the young man robbed your company."

Although it is just a joke, it makes sense.

At least Zhao Ziming has learned a lot from it.

If there is a saying, private entrepreneurs start chasing female stars, and the company is not far from death. The hero Wang boss used his own experience to verify this prediction. The goodwill accumulated over the years is in the long-term self-hype of independent women. Run out.

Speaking of, Zhao Ziming has many women, and there are also female stars who have played with him. He may be the rich Chinese man who cares about this gossip most, hoping to learn lessons from it and not follow in the footsteps of the big brother.

The most important thing for a person is to control the lower body.

At the most critical moment of the Baowan War, independent women stood up to show their sense of existence, broadcasted a meal appointment in the name of Mr. Wang’s wife in Momo, and even gave a speech on "I Swear I Will Not Rely on Men in My Life", saying mine Everything has nothing to do with Mr. Wang, I rely on myself to succeed,

At that time, Zhao Ziming saw that, in addition to laughing that the big brother was not guaranteed at night, there was also a sadness of anger from the heart.

The relationship he clearly pursued actively, and secretly found that Vanke and Mr. Wang had obtained an unimaginable wealth and relationship network from ordinary people, but they had to act as a victim in all public places.

The opposite of kindness is never evil, but selfish.

From then on, he began to slowly manage his harem, weed out inappropriate women, educates women who made mistakes, and rewards low-key women...

After all, compared to Lao Wang, he is ashamed in many ways, and he is not necessarily guaranteed not to make the other party's mistakes.

Boss Wang, a super self-disciplined entrepreneur, gave up his equity wealth during the reform of the shareholding system. As for women, there have been very few scandals in the past 60 years.

Such an elite who is not greedy for money and unsatisfied eventually fell into the hands of independent women, and he had to be wary of it.

It might have really complied with Qian Zhongshu's words: Old people falling in love are like an old house on fire and unsaved.

Always affectionate can't keep, but the routine is popular.

Perhaps, no matter how tough and arrogant a man is, he can't resist the various routines of young and beautiful women.

In order to create a chance to meet Boss Wang and attract his attention, independent women took the initiative to publicize the people around Boss Wang and gave away a lot of luxury goods, although they were all A goods.

Of course, it was not the old couples and wives that caused the old Wang to fall from the altar, but the constant speculation.

Thanks to countless speeches and interviews, independent women almost fry Pharaoh to the point that only a pair of underwear is left.

The courageous and resolute old king in the business world has been successfully portrayed into a silly, sweet, gummy like a sticky girlfriend, always following the steps of the woman.The prestige and contacts accumulated by Lao Wang and Vanke over the years have all been consumed, and they have become an independent strange woman.

Of course, in this kind of thing, the benevolent sees benevolence, and the wise sees wisdom.

Lao Wang didn't care himself, and he tried to protect his woman on all occasions.

Others didn’t have much to say. As soon as President Yu Liang and Beijing Regional Director Ding Changfeng heard that independent women had come to Vanke, they were so scared that they would run away and fear to face them.

It can be said that whoever has such a woman has a headache.

That's it, Miss Tian still has to pose as a victim of prejudice in all public places. The old man and the wife seem to be very wronged and did not see her gratitude to Lao Wang.

It seems that whether it is Mr. Wang, Baggio who she strongly kissed, or her so-called bestie Chen Kexin, all men seem to her to be just a tool for hype.

"My husband, the meal is ready," Song Moxin greeted in the restaurant.

In just half an hour, I made four dishes and one soup. The craftsmanship is evident. Zhao Ziming took a look and praised: "I didn't expect you to be a little cook."

"Hey", Song Moxin raised her head, as if she was saying to praise me quickly, praise me quickly.

"Awesome", Zhao Ziming helped her untie her apron and kissed her cheek.

Song Moxin seemed to have eaten honey, she burst into a brilliant smile, and stopped the man's hands from moving, "wash your hands and eat quickly."

Zhao Ziming was pushed to the bathroom and was about to unscrew the faucet. He suddenly saw a book, "It’s Just Habits,". He was taken aback for a while, turned on the faucet and washed briefly.

"Is this your book?"

Zhao Ziming returned to the restaurant and raised the book in his hands.

"No, my friend stayed here last time, and she accidentally fell," Song Moxin said while serving the soup.

"Oh oh", Zhao Ziming relaxed,

Not just fine, if the women around me go crazy to learn independent women, then he will have a headache.Of course, the book can still be read, the whole article has only one content, independent and self-improvement, and continuous struggle.

Ms. Tian has today's status and she relies on her own hard work. Before meeting Mr. Wang, she had achieved financial freedom, and she never asked him for a cent afterwards.

"Have you read this book?"

Song Moxin was a little interested in seeing men know this book.

"No, I heard someone mention it, it's a very interesting book," Zhao Ziming smiled.

"What are you talking about?"

"The growth history of independent women."

"Really? I thought it was some essays. Isn't Ms. Tian the wife of Mr. Wang Shi? She also has her own business?"

Song Moxin was a little confused.

"Mentally independent, materially independent," Zhao Ziming suppressed his laughter.

Song Moxin was stunned: "What kind of independence is that?"

Zhao Ziming: "An independence of self-persistence."

Song Moxin was completely confused, "I don't understand."

"Haha, you don't need to understand this."

"Oh, oh, then should I read this book and study it?" Song Moxin was eating, her mouth bulging like a hamster.

"No, there is some chicken soup in it. It doesn't matter if you look at it."

"Hehe, that's okay," Song Moxin showed a happy expression.

At first glance, I know that I am not a person who loves to read and study.

"Good craftsmanship," Zhao Ziming praised.

When Song Moxin heard the words, she was happy, and she immediately left the matter of independent women.

"Are you a family handicraft?"

"Well, I have practiced since I was a child. Look at my hands." Song Moxin held up her flawless fingers for her lover to see, "I often cut it."

Zhao Ziming looked at the tender and yellow catkins, and felt a little pain. It would be uncomfortable to scratch it, "I will cook less in the future."

"it is good."