Hu Bosheng watched the two go downstairs and said to his partner Chen Gui: "Follow them and see which school they entered!"

"If they don't go to school, should I keep following you?" Chen Gui asked.

"No," Hu Bosheng shook his head and said, "I just confirm it, and it may not be written. Song Weiyang is a man who is crazy and promising, suitable for maintaining friendly relations for a long time. There is no need to offend him for a small matter like leaking school."

Chen Gui smiled and said, "I have visited so many entrepreneurs in the mainland this year. How many are they not crazy? I'm leaving, you're waiting here."

Hu Bosheng laughed in silence. Mainland entrepreneurs are indeed crazy. In comparison, the rich people in Hong Kong seem petty.

This comparison is not based on assets, but a kind of domineering spirit.

The Liu brothers seemed modest. Four years ago, they were so scared that they were wet with pants and wanted to donate all their billions of property to the government. But when they were interviewed by "Capitalist" a while ago, Boss Liu was modest and modest, and even poured tea for reporters himself. Unexpectedly, a sentence suddenly popped up: "I hope the initial goal of the group is to dominate the national market and help 900 million farmers become rich. Once this goal is achieved, we will go out of China, Asia, and the world! Aren't African brothers poor? I hope the group will help them fill their stomachs!"

As for Mou Zhong, Hu Bosheng had nothing to say.

The boss established a satellite company two years ago and has launched several satellites. When Hu Bosheng went to interview this year, Mou Zhong took him directly to the Northeast, pointing to a broken place and said: "I am planning to invest 3.5 billion yuan, at least 10 square kilometers of land, to build Manzhouli into the largest commercial port in the Far East, and to build a Sino-US and Russia economic prosperity circle! I want to build a northern port city and a northern deep city!"

So what if the wealthy people in Hong Kong City have more money? Whoever dares to start a company to launch satellites, who can take over 10 square kilometers of land in one breath, the area is equivalent to one percent of Hong Kong!

Hu Bosheng likes to deal with mainland entrepreneurs very much. The modesty and prudence brought by policy sensitivity are perfectly integrated with the arrogant and domineering arrogance and domineering spirit. That is the real business hero, and the chapters he wrote are all striking and powerful.

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Passing by the big turntable in Wujiaochang, Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said sideways: "You really want to share the world with Coca-Cola, Pepsi?"

"Just shouting slogans, don't take it seriously." Song Weiyang smiled and had no momentum.

Lin Zhuoyun said: "I like you more like that, you are particularly masculine."

Song Weiyang said happily: "Maleness is not something that can be said and said loudly."

"You didn't say a big deal. How many people can do in China who can achieve what you do?" Lin Zhuoyun smiled brighter and brighter, and her eyes turned into two crescent moons.

Song Weiyang said: "I'm still making money too slowly. Shi Yuzhu is really amazing. When someone had only 3,000 yuan in his pocket, he dared to fly back and forth between Huadu and Beijing just to go to Beijing to advertise on credit. He was so sensible that the magazine was convinced to help promote on credit. He made more than 40,000 yuan in the first month of his business, and quickly made 1 million yuan. Then he used all the 1 million yuan to advertise. The sales in a month became 5 million, the sales in a quarter became 30 million, and the sales in a year were nearly 200 million yuan! He was in a high-tech industry, and the sales in a 200 million yuan were much more profitable than Xifeng's beverage sales."

"It sounds very legendary," Lin Zhuoyun smiled, "but you are not worse than him, I believe you can surpass him."

"I'll lend you a good word." Song Weiyang raised his lips and smiled slightly.

Lin Zhuoyun was obviously handsome by this smile. She suddenly looked down at the ground, put her hands in her pockets, kicked the weeds that emerged from the gap, and said with a red face, "There is no cinema here."

Song Weiyang pointed to the messy bungalow in front of him: "How about I demolish them and build a building, have everything in it, drink coffee, dance, watch movies."

"It will definitely be a loss." Lin Zhuoyun said carefully.

"That's right," Song Weiyang thought for a while and said, "then build a three-story building, with a cafe and a restaurant on the first floor, a cinema on the second floor, and a dance hall on the third floor."

"This is a good thing to pay attention to, and the students nearby will definitely be willing to come." Lin Zhuoyun said.

"Forget it, I don't have that much energy," Song Weiyang picked up a lot of choices, pointing to two two-story self-built houses close to each other and said, "There is no need to repair them by myself. I plan to take down the two small houses, redecorate them again, and then connect them to the second floor. Make a petty bourgeois consumption place that integrates drinking coffee, reading books, watching videos and singing karaokes."

Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "That's interesting, I guarantee that the Wujiaochang is unique."

"Haha, the whole Shenghai is unique." Song Weiyang said.

Shenghai’s cafes rose around 1990, but there were only a few, not enough, and they were all sold instant coffee. This year, dozens of wines were suddenly opened on Hengshan Road, and basically every wine sold coffee. Only when the coffee was stolen was really showing signs of recovery, but the taste was very bad, and it was worse than instant coffee.

However, it was not until 1997 that the Shenghai Municipal Government took the lead in setting up the stage, and the city's cafes began to bloom everywhere.

In Song Weiyang's vision, the first floor of the two houses is the lobby, which is used to drink coffee and read books. The second floor is divided into a private room, which can watch videos, sing karaokes, and even students can have a salon.

There are many schools around Wujiaochang. If this new thing appears, college students are definitely willing to consume it.

During the 1980s and 1990s, college students were the pioneers. As early as 1984, there was a personal cafe in the Fudan student dormitory and also a salon. It even attracted students from other schools to participate, so they actually rinse instant coffee and boiled water, and a group of students sat in the dormitory to chat.

Song Weiyang felt that this could even be a brand, and it would have been a market a few years ago and chain stores opened all over China, which might be able to beat Starbucks.

"Help you think of a store name and you need to be more skillful." Song Weiyang said.

Lin Zhuoyun said: "Art House?"

"It's vulgar." Song Weiyang said.

"Yiyuan?" Lin Zhuoyun said.

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "I'm still in Yihongyuan."

"How is the Sand of Time?" Lin Zhuoyun asked with her head in a slanted position.

"Hey, this name is OK." Song Weiyang was quite satisfied.

The two began to discuss the details of "Sand of Time" and chatted all the way back to school. Lin Zhuoyun felt that time was flying and the sand was leaking too quickly, so she couldn't help but say again: "Let's go and see the students play basketball."

"It's not interesting to play basketball, I'll listen to them sing." Song Weiyang smiled.

In the next period of time, Song Weiyang made mistakes in his homework every day, and the frequency of modification exceeded that of the graduation theories. Even fools could see that Teacher Lin was abnormal.

Not only that, Song Weiyang also had more biography, and he always wrote a few famous quotes or a poem for no reason. Lin Zhuoyun was famous for discussing learning.

The exclusive interview with "Capitalist" about Song Weiyang has been released, which has caused quite a response in Hong Kong City.
Chapter completed!