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George still has the ability to distinguish whether a product is valuable, otherwise, he would not be sitting on billions of wealth in the United States. He selectively eliminated the obviously useless and discredited information, and then began to

The things that interest him are carefully analyzed.

From time to time, George would make a phone call. Most of his calls were overseas calls. The Spring Festival is only the Spring Festival for the Chinese. Except for a few places, Americans do not have holidays in most places. He wanted to find someone to ask about some information.

It can still be done, even though it may be late at night over there, but who makes him the boss?

Slowly, more and more smiles appeared on George's face, and the light in his eyes made him see the plump prey.

After Sun Zesheng sent George away, he didn't care too much. Whether George Smith was a billionaire or the owner of a trading company, it was not a matter of concern to him. He could just regard this contact between him and George Smith as

It is an anecdote and interesting story that I encounter occasionally in my life, and I do not want to start any form of cooperation with George Smith on this.

Before going upstairs, Sun Zesheng went through the calls he had just made and the people who called him one by one, and found that there was another very important person who he did not have a phone call yet, and this person was Jin Yuanyuan.

Sun Zesheng figured that it would be unrealistic to wait for Jin Yuanyuan to take the initiative to call him to wish him New Year greetings. He should take the initiative. It is undeniable that although Jin Yuanyuan has caused him a lot of troubles since he met Jin Yuanyuan, she has also helped him solve a lot of problems.

There are many troubles that ordinary people cannot solve.

Sun Zesheng dialed Jin Yuanyuan's number. The first time, no one answered. He dialed three times in a row. When the system prompt tone was about to ring for the third time, someone finally answered his call.

"Sun Zesheng, what are you doing? You act like a pusher." Jin Yuanyuan's voice was very low, "Don't tell me that on New Year's Eve, you are not honest and are causing trouble for me."

"Madam Jin, what kind of person am I, Sun Zesheng? I'm calling you just to wish you a happy New Year. In just a few hours, it's our Lunar New Year. I wish you become more and more beautiful, and do it soon."

A female general." Sun Zesheng said with a smile.

"Okay, I understand, and I also wish you to become the richest man in the world soon. Is there anything else? If nothing happens, I will die." Jin Yuanyuan's voice showed a little nervousness.

Sun Zesheng hesitated for a moment, "It's really a small matter. I want to ask you about a person. His name is Tie Zhaoming, he has the rank of senior colonel and he is from the Jinan City Military Division..."

Before Sun Zesheng could finish speaking, Jin Yuanyuan said: "Commander Tie, I know him. Didn't you help us find out the hypnosis in a senior colonel? Tie Zhaoming is that comrade. They were once in the same class.

They were comrades-in-arms. Later, they were admitted to the military academy together and were sent to the same company for training together. It was not until they were promoted to the rank of major that they separated. Have you met Tie Zhaoming? "

"Yes, I attended the New Year group meeting held by the Jinan Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government a few days ago. At that time, Commander Tie took the initiative to come over and toast me, which made me confused." Sun Zesheng said.

"That's it, that means Tie Zhaoming already knows that you are investigating hypnosis for his comrades. It's nothing, you don't need to be nervous or worried. Okay, that's it, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up."

Jin Yuanyuan hung up the phone directly without waiting for Sun Zesheng to say goodbye.

Sun Zesheng frowned. When he was on the phone with Jin Yuanyuan, he vaguely heard someone talking to Jin Yuanyuan, who seemed to be called "chief" or something like that, but he didn't hear clearly what it was.

After thinking for a while, Sun Zesheng couldn't figure out the point, so he had to put the matter aside for the time being.

In the evening, Sun Zesheng watched CCTV's Spring Festival Gala with his family, laughing with them and commenting on the shortcomings of the Spring Festival Gala. Grandpa, grandma, and grandpa are getting older, and Sun Wenbin has been on the train for a long time, and just now

When I rushed back, I didn't last until the end of the Spring Festival Gala, so I dozed off.

Sun Zesheng and his mother sent his grandparents back to their homes next door respectively. Then, Sun Zesheng brought his parents foot-washing water, and then went back to his room.

After sleeping the next day, before dawn, Feng Yueying knocked on Sun Zesheng's door and asked him to get up early.

Sun Zesheng climbed up from the bed and stretched. "Mom, I just had a sweet dream, and I was so proud that you woke me up."

"What are you dreaming about? Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Someone will come over to pay New Year's greetings soon." Feng Yueying urged Sun Zesheng to get up while cleaning the room.

Sun Zesheng opened the bedroom door, stood in the living room, and yawned long, "Dad, where are you? I'm waiting to greet you New Year."

"You are in the toilet, please come out after a while. You go to your grandparents first and pay New Year greetings to them," Feng Yueying said.

Coincidentally, neither Feng Yueying nor Sun Wenbin have any brothers or sisters, so they don't have relatives like the seventh aunt and the eighth aunt, which makes it much easier when they pay New Year's greetings during the Spring Festival.

Nowadays, Sun Zesheng's family and his grandparents' family are neighbors. The three families are on the same floor, so it is easy to move around each other, and there is no need to worry about anything uncomfortable if they live together.

Sun Zesheng came out of his home and went to pay New Year greetings to his grandparents. Without saying a word, he knocked his head in front of his grandparents. The two old people felt sorry for their grandson and quickly pulled Sun Zesheng up, then took a red envelope and handed it to them.

Sun Zesheng.

Sun Zesheng took the red envelope, then came out of his grandparents' house and entered his grandma's house. He also kowtowed to grandma and grandpa and received a red envelope. Then Sun Zesheng called his grandparents and they went to his home to have the Spring Festival together.

The first reunion dinner. Anyway, there are few relatives, so there is not much to pay attention to.

As soon as the family hurriedly finished eating the dumplings, someone came to visit to pay New Year greetings. Some were neighbors and some were colleagues from Sun Wenbin’s former workplace.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, someone knocked on the door again. Sun Zesheng opened the door and saw two people, a man and a woman, standing outside the door. "Hello, boss."

"Why are you here?" Sun Zesheng opened the door and asked the girl Cullen to come in. "Cullen, is this my sister-in-law?"

The woman who walked in with Culun was almost thirty years old. She had an average appearance, but she was still very fashionable. "Hello, Mr. Sun, I am Miao Meilan, Culun's fiancée. Nice to meet you."

After Miao Meilan briefly introduced herself, she and Cullen greeted Sun Zesheng's family and wished them a happy new year.

As the hostess of this family, Feng Yueying quickly asked Culun and Miao Meilan to sit down. Sun Zesheng had mentioned some things about Culun to the people at home, and Cullen had also been to the house, so Feng Yueying and the others could not recognize each other clearly.

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Just after talking for a while, someone knocked on the door again. Sun Zesheng went over to open the door. Before he could see who it was, the two brothers raised their hands and wished Sun Zesheng New Year greetings. "Dear Sun, happy Spring Festival."

"George, why is it you again? Didn't you go home? Even if you didn't go home, Jinan City doesn't seem to be a place for you to stay for a long time."

Sun Zesheng looked at this billionaire with eccentricities and felt helpless. He really didn't want to deal with such a person. If he brought his eccentricities into the cooperation between the two of them, it would be a big trouble.

, and may even cause unnecessary misunderstandings between the two of them.

But if we rule out the possibility of cooperation, as a friend, George is quite an interesting person. If nothing else, just talk about China, there is another person with billions of wealth who will put down his airs and pretend to be

What about a traveler who cannot communicate with others, riding around on the train looking for help?

George said: "Sun, you are here, of course I will stay. Why, don't you invite me to sit at your home? To be honest, I haven't eaten yet. Your dumplings are delicious. I don't mind eating again.

Would you like to treat me to a meal?"

Sun Zesheng stepped away and said, "Come in."

After George entered the house, he greeted the Sun family members familiarly.

The Sun family is not very big to begin with, but now three guests, Cullen, Miao Meilan and George, have arrived. If a few more come, the house will be overcrowded.

Just as this thought created a ripple in Sun Zesheng's mind, there was a knock on the door. Sun Zesheng, the doorman, went to open the door again. He saw a family of three standing outside the door, Yin Xuechen, Di Qiuwen and Yin Xian'er.

"Xiao Sun, have a wonderful New Year." Yin Xuechen and Di Qiuwen smiled together and wished Sun Zesheng New Year greetings.

Logically speaking, Sun Zesheng is a junior, and he should pay them New Year greetings. However, in a sense, Yin Xuechen is now working for the Sun family, and Sun Zesheng is his boss. Why should Yin Xuechen show off his uncle's legacy when he returns?

Sun Zesheng respected Yin Xuechen and quickly returned the courtesy: "Uncle, aunt, happy New Year. Happy New Year to you, Yin Xian'er."

Yin Xianer nodded, "Happy New Year." Her voice was very low, like a mosquito humming.

Sun Zesheng didn't pay attention. He stepped aside and invited Yin Xuechen and his family into the room. As soon as they entered, there was no place to sit in the room. George Smith sat at the dining table, occupying a chair and holding Feng Yueying's hand.

His dumplings were dipped in vinegar and eaten with laba garlic, but he had no intention of getting up.

Cullen and Miao Meilan originally wanted to talk to Sun Zesheng for a while, but when they saw that there was really no room, they stood up and prepared to leave. At this moment, someone knocked on the door again.

Sun Zesheng rolled his eyes. Did the guests who came to their home not turn over the almanac when they went out? How could they rush to their home in a crowd?

Frustrated, the door had to be opened, so Sun Zesheng had no choice but to play the role of doorman again and go over to open the door.

"Boss, happy New Year." The people outside the door were something Sun Zesheng never expected. There were several people standing. The leader was Wuhan Yang, and the rest were his subordinates.

"Why are you here?" Sun Zesheng glanced at everyone. He was surprised, but also somewhat relieved. None of the people who came over were Chinese, they were all foreign professional managers he hired.

Wuhan Yang is a Chinese-American. Because this year is the first Spring Festival since the establishment of Future Light Company, and it coincides with the large-scale promotion of youth cream by Future Light Company during the Spring Festival, he stayed and did not go.

Reunion with wife and children in the United States.

Wu Hanyang had stayed in China for several years, and he also knew the importance of flattering his boss, so he took a group of people, formed a group, and came to pay Sun Zesheng New Year greetings on the first day of the Chinese Lunar New Year.

Sun Zesheng smiled bitterly. There was really no room for people in the house. Fortunately, a few old people were considerate enough and offered to let Feng Yueying, Sun Wenbin and them move to their home together. Yin Xuechen's family also followed, and the house suddenly became empty.

It was a lot crowded, but as soon as Wuhan Yang and the others entered, the room seemed crowded again.

Before Wu Hanyang sat down, he said: "Boss, my senior brother Schneider said he would come over today too, and his train is arriving soon."

Sun Zesheng rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Besides you and Schneider, is there anyone else who wants to come?"

No one noticed that at this time, George Smith pricked up his ears and showed a thoughtful expression.

"It should be gone, right?" Wu Hanyang said uncertainly, "That's all I know."

Sun Zesheng clapped his hands and said, "Well, it's really not convenient here. Let's change places and go to the hotel together."

Sun Zesheng was the owner and the boss, so naturally no one would object. They came out of Sun's house and walked towards a nearby hotel together.

Sun Zesheng directly asked for the largest box, and then rushed in with everyone. As soon as he sat down, Wuhan Yang's phone rang. Schneider came over. Wuhan Yang told him the place. He didn't wait long.

For a long time, Schneider stood in the box.

"Mr. Schneider, I didn't expect it was really you." Before Schneider could say New Year greetings to Sun Zesheng, George Smith took the lead and held Schneider's hand.

Schneider looked at George Smith in great surprise, "Mr. Schneider, why are you here?"

George Smith laughed proudly, "God arranged for Sun and me to be together."

Sun Zesheng shuddered. Why did this white man speak so ambiguously? Why did God arrange for them to be together? "Schneider, ignore him and sit down quickly."

Schneider sat next to Wuhan Yang. He glanced at the people present, smiled and nodded to everyone. In this team headed by Sun Zesheng, Schneider's status is relatively aloof. He is not affiliated with
To be continued...