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When Zhao Jiadi came, he took a few buses with Ponytail, but Han Daode, the number one loser, didn't come in handy. After leaving the community, after thinking about it, Zhao Jiadi called the uncle.

Call me because there is something urgent to deal with. On the other end of the phone, the uncle sounded very excited, as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. He said that Lafayette had passed down the imperial decree layer by layer. After arriving in Shanghai, he had someone make a movie that had not yet been seen in China.

The Bentley came over with its top down, supersports, at 6:00. It was very perverted. Zhao Jiadi was a little helpless. He knew that the trouble was caused by chatting with his grandma last week. He told the old man that he was learning to drive recently and planned to buy a small car by himself before the end of the year.

Open QQ. I never thought that Lafayette would be as resolute as ever, directly issuing the highest instructions, and with a little talk, Jin Hai's disciples and grandchildren would run away and break their legs. Han Daode, who handed over the new car, said that he would definitely arrive within 20 minutes. Zhao Jiadi

I went to a newsstand outside the community and bought two newspapers, plus a copy of "***". I squatted on the roadside with my computer bag and smoked while reading. The uncle at the newsstand couldn't bear it, so he lent him a small bench.

Zhao Jiadi, a young man with an unattractive appearance, quickly handed a cigarette to the uncle, and the old man and the young chatted about current affairs and people's livelihood. The uncle was very eloquent, and it was he who was talking. Zhao Jiadi could only listen, and they had a great conversation.

About 20 minutes later, a Bentley convertible slowly stopped. The license plates were all "6". Han Daode ran out of the car with his waist hunched over. When he arrived in front of Zhao Jiadi, his old face smiled broadly. He was not thinking that he could drive it.

He was happy about the good car, but he always felt that the young master should have enjoyed the treatment of the Prince of Jinhai. Zhao Jiadi returned the small bench to the uncle, sat in the back row, and left in the dust. Except for the uncle, who was stunned, several others

The plmm who bought a fashion magazine by the way were stunned, their eyes were shining, and they regretted in their hearts that when the young and mediocre man cast his eyes on their cool and long legs, he was only arrogant and did not respond with a seductive gesture.

"Go to Hangzhou." Zhao Jiadi said simply, took out his mobile phone and opened his laptop.

"Okay." Han Daode, who was worried that the brand-new mount under his butt had no use, grinned and asked for a beautiful little wife. Damn it, the feeling of driving a good car worth five or six million yuan is different, straight line

Accelerating speed and gripping the road in corners are all quite enjoyable. As for the interior, there is no need to say more.

"Have you brought the "Red Wall Photography" I asked you to buy?" Zhao Jiadi went online to browse Huang Ying's Taobao store. It seemed that the traffic and reputation were good, especially after Tong Dong and Tong Xia joined as a model, they became Internet celebrities.

The situation is very good. Huang Ying, a young rich woman, will almost double her wallet. She has also launched an independent brand of T-shirts and canvas shoes. The design should be by Tong Dong, a talented girl from the Academy of Fine Arts. The response has been good.

"I brought it with me. How dare you forget it, little one?" Han Dede chuckled.

"Smile, laugh at your sister. If you smile again, be careful of your mouth cramping." Zhao Jiadi glared at him, and Han Daode shut up immediately, but his smile remained unabated.

Zhao Jiadi called Li Tan, "Secretary Li, do you have time to treat me as a common man to a meal tonight?"

Secretary Li over there was in a very good mood, "It didn't originally exist. I just pushed a few and it will be there as soon as you come. How do you have time to run back to Hangzhou? Is it already here on the way?"

The relationship between Zhao Jiadi and Li Tan is neither high nor low, but it is thick enough to let go of some useless polite greetings and get straight to the point. They even tease each other, joking: "There are many beauties in Hangzhou, Grandpa Bai."

As I said a long time ago, half of the destination is West Lake. We are still on the way."

Li Tan's voice was not loud, maybe he was in the middle of a meeting, so he made a special effort to make this phone call. He smiled and said, "Don't make any slanderous remarks to me. Let's not talk about it for now. I have an event to host. Give me a call when you get there."

This time I’ll book the location.”

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Jiadi went online to search for information about the West Lake Music Festival. After thinking about it, he called Situ Qiangqiang and asked him if he wanted to go to Hangzhou over the weekend. The guy laughed and said, "Master, I've already left."

I learned from Wang Guozhi that they were all on the Shanghai-Hangzhou Expressway. This little green insect was going to perform on stage at the music festival. We all went to support it, and a lot of *** banners were ready. Zhao Jiadi said, OK, I

We are also on the way. We will contact you again when we get to Hangzhou. Forget it today and meet up tomorrow. Situ Qiangqiang volunteered and said, Master, how about I book a hotel for you? It would be nice and lively to live together. Zhao Jiadi agreed and reminded this guy to drive more leisurely.

A bit public-minded. Situ Jianqiang, who was driving a Q7 with a Ferrari and a Lamborghini, immediately shouted the order and immediately slowed down.

In Hangzhou, after Li Tan finished the meeting, he returned to the office. Instead of using a landline, he dialed a number on his mobile phone and asked, "Old Zeng, how is the progress?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was a little helpless: "You didn't push me so much."

Li Tan laughed and said: "The Discipline Inspection Commission always pays attention to efficiency when handling cases."

"I'm watching. If I hadn't asked for harsh treatment, I would have invited Zhu Fengping to tea. But since you said you want to masturbate to the end, and the other person also has a background, you have to simmer it slowly."

Li Tan nodded and said, "That's okay, just follow the steps."

After hanging up the phone, Li Tan sat on a chair and closed his eyes to relax.

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Zhao Taizu had a private horse farm in the suburbs of ***, which was a semi-club, 70 kilometers away from the city center, covering an area of ​​about 100 acres, surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is said that he invited Kanyu to finalize it. From the exit of Badaling Expressway

, the manor has more than 20 imported British purebred horses, plus eight Tuoba and Mozang series horses. There is a small pasture, an indoor racecourse, a 1,200-meter circular track and an 800-meter straight line competition.

On the speed track, a group of fixed professional trainers and horse breeders were "raised" by Zhao Taizu with money, along with the horses.

However, Zhao Taizu participated in the initial land reclamation of the racecourse, paving roads, digging wells, water and electricity, etc., and enjoyed it. He even roped in a large group of well-fed and idle buddies from Beijing and Tianjin to turn their backs to the sun and their faces to the sky.

, to list them all, there is a long list of red brokers. It is not easy for friends to reach this level. As a gang of gangsters, they are all running sideways in several big clubs in the capital. It would be difficult for others to pull them.

They work as coolies and have been drooled over for a long time, but they are still willing to accompany Zhao Yanwang when they are building the racecourse. There is no air conditioning, so they can only blow on the electric fan and eat big cakes and steamed buns. The idea of ​​setting up the racecourse was created by Huang Fangfei in

She came up with it ten years ago. After marrying into the Zhao family, she has never been reconciled to her status as a rich wife. In the past ten years, in addition to working tirelessly to reform Zhao Taizu's slovenly life style, she also bought a self-sufficient winery in France to give her

Zhao Sanjin got the earliest Mission Hills membership card and forced her husband to join the yacht club. In the north, especially in the Beijing-Tianjin circle, Huang Fangfei was well-known as a good wife and loving mother. In the past five or six years, under her instruction,

Jin Hai has specially allocated a sum of money to purchase antique calligraphy and paintings as well as popular contemporary artworks. He has several young and middle-aged "artists" who are in the prime of life under his command, and a complete invisible business chain has also been derived from this, including artists, auction houses,

The "artists" responsible for secretly supporting the hype and raising prices, beating drums and passing on flowers, wait for the price to be sold, which is full of double treachery of technical content and strong capital. With the abnormal boom in the art market in the past two years, people have no choice but to

I lamented that the woman behind Zhao Taizu had a unique and vicious vision.

There is only one guest at the racecourse today. He is less than forty years old. He is riding a purebred horse, side by side with Zhao Taizu. Behind him are Huang Fangfei and Zhao Yange. Huang Fangfei is heroic and heroic, while Zhao Yange looks like a human and a dog, wearing exquisite and decent clothes.

Wearing horse riding clothes and whipping the horse whip happily, if Huang Fangfei hadn't been watching, he would have galloped long ago. The young man's equestrian skills are actually quite good, and he has long been familiar with the horse under his buttocks. It can be said that he is very familiar with it, even if he runs wildly,

Nothing could go wrong, but with his mother looking down at him all the time, this little devil said he was bored.

Near Zhao Taizu, a huge iron-clad gold Tibetan mastiff followed closely, which was extremely imposing.

"Zhao Xin, want to run for a while?" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

"If you're going to lose, how about you just go and deal with those guys in the political research office?" Zhao Sanjin said with a smile.

"Go to hell, win first and then talk about it." The man laughed and cursed.

The two started a competition.

Brother Zhao Yan originally wanted to follow him, but was stopped by his mother and became dejected.

After running for a distance, they were about half a mile away from Huang Fangfei, Zhao Yange and her son. The man who was one position behind slowed down first, jumped off his horse, and led the horse away. Like Zhao Sanjin, he didn't wear a helmet that would get in the way. He said with a smile: "

Let me tell you a good thing."

"No ivory can come out of a dog's mouth. No hope." Zhao Sanjin also dismounted and kicked the Tibetan Mastiff named "Qinghu" who wanted to express affection to its owner. He whimpered and followed him from a distance.

Although this beast may appear to be as docile as a cat in front of Zhao Taizu, it is actually notorious. A small gang once tried to steal a horse, but it and two other smaller Tibetan mastiffs beat him and severely maimed him. One of them was put on a stretcher.

Even though he was already dying, they actually came prepared. Qinghu did take two shots of the anesthetic gun, but he was still as fierce as a wolf and a tiger, making those horse thieves think they were unlucky.

"You really don't want to hear it?" the man said with a smile, which was completely different from his cold face in the institution.

"Put it away quickly." Zhao Sanjin scolded, "I came all the way here just because of you. Calculate for me how much money I have lost."

"There's always money to be made." The man laughed, "Besides, do you still care about this thing?"

"Why don't you say that officials can't make ends meet?" Zhao Sanjin said angrily.

Zhao Taizu was tall and tall, so his horses were also the strongest in the racecourse.

"Okay, okay, I won't beat around the bush with you." The man said helplessly, "This matter, speaking of it, has something to do with your son."

"Oh?" Zhao Sanjin stopped and touched his beloved horse's mane.

"Jiang Shimin, my old principal, promised to give you Jin Hai the position of *** director." The man leaned on the horse and threw a cigarette to Zhao Sanjin.

"It's so rare that the old stubborn has changed his gender?" Zhao Sanjin said with a smile.

"My dear, the sun is actually rising in the west." The middle-aged man took a puff of cigarette and blew out smoke rings, "I was puzzled when I heard it at first. Finally, the old principal mentioned your son. I can tell that he likes Zhao Jia very much.

No. ”

Zhao Sanjin remained silent.

"CICC and ICBC, you must have heard about it, right?" the man joked with a smile.

Zhao Sanjin nodded.

"What a big change. In my impression, Xiao Baliang is not like this. He doesn't like to say anything. He hates everyone and doesn't even like us uncles." The man sighed, "I thought Xiao Baliang was like this.

I will just be a technical talent for the rest of my life."

"Who knows." Zhao Taizu laughed.

"You really don't plan to pave the way? It would be a pity to waste such a good seedling." The man asked tentatively.

Zhao Taizu shook his head.

The man glanced at the mother and son who were still some distance away, and said softly: "Seriously?"

Zhao Sanjin continues to cherish his words like gold.

"Okay, just pretend." The middle-aged man couldn't help but curse.

Zhao Sanjin smoked very hard. He could smoke out a cigarette in a few strokes, flick the butt off, and look into the distance.

"How about I come?" The man who had a close friendship with Zhao Taizu said cautiously.

"Go to the National Development and Reform Commission and wait to die? There are too many ways in the system, and the water is deep. Even if you want to be promoted, you, a small deputy director, are a bit shabby." Zhao Sanjin said with a smile.

"*** I have real power, okay? Give me another two or three years and get rid of the deputy. Go to the local area and get a deputy governor to receive him, and you won't even bother him." The man glared.

"Come on, you." Zhao Sanjin said contemptuously.

"Damn it, don't force me to carry my father-in-law out." The man said bitterly.

"You're so promising, Chen Jing, you've got a deputy-level father-in-law, so you're going to be a fool." Zhao Sanjin said with a sidelong glance.

"Okay, okay, just pretend I didn't say anything." The man rolled his eyes.

"Don't get involved, you don't know that kid's temper." Zhao Sanjin laughed softly, stretched out his hand, and took another cigarette.

"Let's talk about it later," Chen Jing sighed.

Dinner was at the racecourse. After dinner, Zhao Sanjin went to the fish pond alone, where there were more than a thousand koi.

Zhao Taizu originally had three personal bodyguards, but Chen Shifang is now arranged beside his soon-to-be daughter-in-law Qi Dongcao, bald Guo Qingniu is wandering around in Inner Mongolia, and the remaining Wei Feng is standing behind him.

Zhao Sanjin said: "Fengzi, you go to Shanghai. Xiaoliu has just made his debut, and his experience is still a bit lacking. If something really happens, he may not be able to act decisively."

Wei Feng, who was not good at words, nodded and said: "Okay, big boss. When will you leave?"
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