"What did Mr. Song do with such an expensive gift?"
The "precious" Chen Peisong refers to is the Changbai Mountain snow ginseng that looks very good in appearance.
As for the thermos cup, he didn't care that much.
"My friend gave me several sticks, but you can't eat too much of this kind of thing. We happened to be having dinner with our two families, so I brought a box over. But before eating, it's best to go to a Chinese medicine doctor to check your pulse to see if it's suitable..."
Song Zuomin is also a veteran of social events. He used the small topic of "how to take supplements" to narrate endlessly.
Occasionally, I also tell a story about two friends who took supplements indiscriminately, resulting in their health getting worse and worse.
Then, the section slowly expanded from "supplements" to "medicine and health care", and from "health care" to "domestic and foreign medical development trends", and the box didn't even stay quiet for half a second.
The "point-to-point" conversation method is a very effective way to warm up the audience during social interactions, especially for people who are not familiar with each other.
However, this requires very high requirements for users. It requires not only the confidence to speak catchy words, but also the accumulation of social experience. Finally, it also requires thinking about industry phenomena.
Why do everyone only listen to one person at the end of some wine parties? In addition to the other person's high status, rich experience and profound thoughts, they are all a way to form his or her personal charm.
Chen Peisong and Chen Zhu in the box also have this ability, but since Lao Chen is present, Chen Zhu will not respond in this limelight.
Chen Peisong has been at the grassroots level for a long time. He has other perspectives on issues and is very life-like, which is a good complement to some of Song Zuomin's views.
So before Old Chen said a few words, Song Zuomin realized that this person was not simple, so he took a sip of tea and asked: "Um...are you..."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Peisong heard the song and understood its elegant meaning: "I work in the Luhu Subdistrict Office, and my wife is a doctor at the First People's Hospital of the city."
"Oh~"
Song Zuomin nodded.
This is a combination of "civil servant + doctor". In the domestic environment, this kind of family may not be very rich, but it is definitely not short of money, and the social recognition is very high.
Chen Peisong's work did not exceed his expectations. Although Song Zuomin worked in a central enterprise, he also had a well-established organization. Both officials and officials could sense the "smell" of each other.
When Chen Zhu first met at the police station in high school, Song Zuomin roughly guessed Chen Peisong's identity.
"Luhu Street belongs to Yuexiu, right? Tao Zhenguang is my classmate at the party school."
Song Zuomin thought for a moment and said.
This is almost the same as when we were kids and we often asked "Do you know XXX in fifth grade?" It has almost the same meaning. This is not to show off, but to heat up the relationship between the first meeting through the third person we know together.
"District Chief Tao."
Chen Peisong smiled and replied: "Our entire district must listen to his instructions, and I sometimes have to report to District Chief Tao."
Tao Zhenguang is the mayor of Yuexiu District, and Song Zuomin is the executive director of CITIC Securities. They are both deputy directors at the same level. No wonder they were classmates in the party school.
If he were the chairman, Song Zuomin would be the chief executive, and he might even be a high-ranking one.
However, there is a natural chasm just half a step away from the officialdom, and the competition increases as you go up the ladder. Song Zuomin has never served as a person in charge in the relevant banking system, so it is unlikely that the position of chairman will fall to him.
Of course, this is already a ceiling for ordinary people. Although the securities system is managed vertically and they may not have many local resources, they have high incomes and deep connections in the financial circle.
In fact, Song Zuomin is also thinking that since he can report to District Chief Tao, he should be the deputy director at least.
Therefore, Chen Peisong should be the director or deputy director in Luhu Subdistrict.
Song Zuomin sighed silently. His wife was outrageous. She actually said that Chen Zhu was the kind of phoenix man who cheats money. As expected, his daughter was involved. In anger, he even lost his normal thinking ability.
Besides, she didn't come over today, so she had to explain it no matter what.
Of course, Song Zuomin couldn't say that his wife disagreed with Chen Zhu's relationship with his daughter. He made up a reason: "My lover Lu Man is a professor at Huanong, but I happened to have an assignment at the school today, so I didn't come over..."
Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin looked at each other. They had already noticed that Song Shiwei's mother was not there, but they did not take the initiative to ask questions out of politeness.
In the end, Song Zuomin gave such a reason, which is not to say that it is unacceptable, but this reason sounded a little weak to Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin.
Especially Dr. Mao, she regarded this dinner party as a "blind date" and spent two hours just trying on clothes last night.
As a result, Song Shiwei's mother was not present.
What's the meaning?
Don't you look down on our family's work?
Song Zuomin also noticed the subtle changes in the expressions of Mr. and Mrs. Chen, and was about to elaborate on the reason when Chen Zuo seemed to say inadvertently:
"The school seems to be very busy at the end of the year. There is a professor from the Chinese University of Science and Technology in our company. He has recently returned to the office to work overtime on weekends. He said he has to write summaries, publish final exam papers, and help students revise their graduation thesis. He is often busy until the early morning.
rest."
"Is that so?"
Mao Xiaoqin was stunned for a moment. He might not believe what others said about Dr. Mao, but he could believe what Chen Zhu said because this was his own son.
And only if Chen Zhu helped explain it, it seemed just right.
"Then you have to remind Professor Lu."
Mao Xiaoqin said kindly: "Staying up too late is not good for your health. No matter how busy you are at work, you should have a physical examination on time..."
Next, we talked about some measures for adults to take care of their bodies. This is Mao Xiaoqin's specialty, and everyone listened to her talk.
The little disturbance just now was over in this way.
Song Zuomin couldn't help but look at Chen Zuo a few more times, thinking that the time for this kid to speak was just right, and after he finished speaking, he didn't steal the limelight and listened silently to the elders' speech.
When he saw that everyone's teacups were out of water, he would take the initiative to stand up and refill their cups from time to time. His arms were steady, his expression was calm, and he showed no stage fright at all.
"Smart and low-key."
Song Zuomin's impression of Chen Zhu increased even more unknowingly.
"Chen Zhu, your website is very good."
After a while, Song Zuomin found a topic and finally focused his attention on Chen Zhu: "What is your next plan?"
"Uncle Song is asking, my plans for the future, or my plans for this website?"
Chen Zhu asked in a calm and calm manner.
"Of course it's the website's plan."
Song Zuomin said with a smile: "You have only been studying for half a semester of your freshman year. It is too early to talk about the future."
"As for the website, the next step is to expand the publicity..."
So, Chen Zhu revealed his plan to advertise on a TV station.
“Are you so optimistic about the Learning Network project?”
Song Zuomin was a little surprised, because the cost of advertising on TV stations is not small.
"I have to give it a try. I plan to invest all the profits from stock trading."
A green smile unique to his age showed on Chen Zhu's face: "Even if the project fails in the end, I haven't lost anything, but if I don't give it a try, I might not be able to sleep at night."
“Have the ability and dare to try.”
Song Zuomin put another label on Chen Zhu.
At this time, the floor manager pushed open the box and started serving food.
Song Zuomin had already decided on the dishes when he made the reservation. The advantage of this is that the dishes can be served together to avoid guests waiting for a long time.
Almost all are Bingsheng's signature dishes, braised abalone with black truffle and Huaishan, fish maw soaked with fresh luffa mushrooms, steamed crab with homemade gravy, smooth tofu cooked with crab meat in golden soup... Finally, a plate of "stones" that look like bread are served.
"This is a pineapple bun."
Song Zuomin introduced: "Bingsheng's newly developed dishes, my wife thinks the taste is very strong, you should also try it."
Next everyone started to eat, and at this time they were divided into three distinct teams.
The two ladies, Mao Xiaoqin and Song Shiwei, chatted while eating. Of course, the main thing was that Queen Mother Mao talked more, but she also felt that Song Shiwei spent his whole life responding to those parents who were short-tempered;
Song Zuomin and Chen Peisong talked about practical social affairs and occasionally expressed their personal opinions;
Chen Zuo worked as a team, but it would be more comfortable if he could eat quietly, but sometimes Song Zuomin would ask a few questions.
For example, why are you not optimistic about the future stock trend in China? Why did you first think of starting a business? Will you have new ideas in the future?
In fact, there are some things that the executive director of CITIC Securities doesn't even bother to know, but as the father of a girl, Song Zuomin needs to know everything.
Fortunately, Chen Zhu's responses were relatively modest, and one could sense his confidence from just a few words. But overall, he summarized himself as "I'm relatively lucky, the times have given me opportunities, and others have laid a solid foundation...".
Around 1:30 in the afternoon, everyone had almost finished eating and had a good conversation, except for Mao Xiaoqin who held Song Shiwei's hand and refused to let go.
So Song Zuomin called the waiter to pay, but the waiter looked at Chen Zhu and said, "This gentleman has already paid."
"Chen Zhu, what are you doing?"
Song Zuomin frowned.
But before he could say anything, the waiter came in carrying another takeout box.
"This is?"
Song Zuomin didn't understand.
"Uncle Song just said that Aunt Lu likes the pineapple buns here."
Chen Zhu stood up and said, "I just packed one. I hope Aunt Lu will taste it the same as when it was freshly baked."
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Chapter completed!