Han Songlin's words seemed to make sense! In the past, why didn't I think of this myself? Otherwise, my wife and children wouldn't have suffered so much.
Now that the conditions are really good!
"Brother Yu, you know a lot of people in the capital. I wonder, do you know Academician Li Guangnan?'
'Oh, Li Guangnan! He's busy fighting a court battle with Liu Zhi Chuan.'
A court battle?
What does that mean?
It doesn't seem like they've gone to court; besides, the court doesn't get involved in disputes over the development of a company.
'Lao Li, hey, he's writing a letter to the leaders.'
I see!
Han Songlin couldn't help smiling at the corner of his mouth and said that Li Guangnan was indeed stubborn like some traditional intellectuals.
As an intellectual, you have to be stubborn.
If you think something is right, you should stick to it.
Yu Chuanhong also reacted: 'Brother Han, did you go to the capital to find Lao Li?'
The academic circle is a circle, and as a member of the circle, Yu Chuanhong naturally knows a lot of people.
And many of them are very powerful people.
Usually, people are unable to get in touch with these people, but once you join a circle, you will find that the circle is full of people you could not get in touch with before.
It is not that important to say that circles are important.
However, for some things, it is actually much simpler to get someone in the circle to do it.
'Yes, I heard that he wants to develop his own chips and systems, and I think the prospects are quite good, so I want to talk to him about it!'
Yu Chuanhong looked surprised. Chips and systems are not that easy to come by!
They are both high-tech industries, and the investment is particularly high.
It's fine to invest a lot, but the most important point is that with such a large investment, you don't even know if there will be a good output.
This is quite embarrassing.
Under these circumstances, it is particularly unrealistic to expect someone to invest real money.
'You want to develop your own chips and systems?'
Han Songlin laughed lightly: 'I want to try!'
Yu Chuanhong looked at Han Songlin seriously and said knowingly, 'You can try.'
If it comes to money, it is possible that there is no one in the whole of China who is richer than Han Songlin.
The plane slowly began to taxi down the runway and then soared into the sky.
Zhu Xiangping subconsciously grabbed Han Songlin's hand; she felt so nervous at this moment. The feeling of being pushed back when the plane was rising quickly made people feel slightly uncomfortable.
Han Songlin looked at Zhu Xiangping in surprise, but didn't move his hand. An honest man like him would not grab Zhu Xiangping's hand back then.
That would look like taking advantage of someone in distress.
The cabin was unusually quiet at the moment, everyone quietly feeling the roar of the engines and the slight tremor of the plane.
Civilian passenger planes used a lot of soundproofing materials, but it was impossible to completely isolate the loud noise of the engines.
The discomfort only subsided slightly when the plane reached a certain altitude and began to fly smoothly.
Zhu Xiangping seemed to be aware of her actions and was a little afraid to move.
She, actually took the initiative to hold her boss's hand?
Zhu Xiangping quickly took it away as if she had been electrocuted.
She looked carefully at Han Songlin, who did not show any reaction to Zhu Xiangping's actions.
But what was going on in his mind, she had no idea.
People's hearts are like their stomachs: who knows what Han Songlin is thinking?
Zhu Xiangping looked at Han Songlin, who was closing his eyes to rest his mind, and nibbled her red lips lightly.
She had put on makeup today, and with the help of her exquisite makeup, Zhu Xiangping, who already had a good complexion, looked exceptionally beautiful.
In the past, Zhu Xiangping had never had an experience like the one she was having today, staring at Han Songlin up close.
Boss, you're really handsome!
Han Songlin suddenly opened his eyes and saw Zhu Xiangping staring at him, looking a little like a crazy girl.
Zhu Xiangping saw Han Songlin open his eyes suddenly and quickly looked away, looking elsewhere. The clouds outside the window looked quite nice.
The plane was flying above the clouds.
Without the clouds to block the sunlight, the sunlight outside the window was particularly blinding.
Han Songlin also looked at the distant clouds. The entire cloud layer looked very flat, and it was impossible to see the end with just one glance.
Suddenly, Han Songlin thought of something.
Why do so many people in the United States believe that the earth is flat? It can't be because air travel has become so popular in the United States.
Then they sit on an airplane and look at the clouds, which generally look very flat, so they think, 'The earth is flat, right?'
The anti-intellectual tendency in the United States is particularly serious, and there is a trend of gradual aggravation.
It is like the country's situation, which feels like it is declining day by day.
There was also a trend in China for a while that reading was useless. But I have to say that we Chinese are really strong, and this argument was directly suppressed by the people's spontaneous strength.
'Han brother, Han brother?'
Han Songlin was daydreaming when he saw Yu Chuanhong calling him across the aisle.
'What's up, Brother Yu?'
Yu Chuanhong smiled apologetically and said, 'My daughter said that you can order food on the plane?'
Han Songlin: 'Do you want to eat something now, or would you like something to drink?'
It's only just taken off, so it's not really practical to eat.
'Something to drink. I don't know if they have any drinks.'
Han Songlin presses the button to call the flight attendant, and in a moment the flight attendant is there.
'Sir, may I help you?'
It has to be said that flight attendants on major routes like this one do feel prettier than those on regional routes.
Well, whether they're pretty or not, Han Songlin doesn't really care.
'For this gentleman...'
'Tea!'
'Pour some tea!'
'Okay, just a moment!'
Zhu Xiangping: 'Do you have any juice?'
'Yes!'
'Then please give me a glass of orange juice, thanks!'
'Okay, just a moment!'
Zhu Xiangping looked at Han Songlin: 'Boss, don't you want any?'
'I'm not thirsty right now.'
Han Songlin lowered his seat a little and then half-lay down to go to sleep.
Han Songlin was quite good at sleeping, and could fall asleep at any time.
The plane arrived in the capital, and Tang Yan was waiting at the airport in a small car.
Han Songlin looked at Tang Yan's car twice, a little confused.
This car is actually still new!
'Where did you get this car?'
Tang Yan said with a smile, 'I bought it!'
Tang Yan looked at Zhu Xiangping; having such a pretty secretary by his side, the boss must have some big plans!
'You bought it?'
Han Songlin was about to get into the back seat, as the female driver was driving, it was better not to sit in the front.
Sitting in the back was enough.
Tang Yan said proudly, 'I just made some money!'
'What did you do to make that kind of money, that you can afford to buy a car?'
Has the stock price of Changhong gone up?
No, it hasn't. The stock price of Changhong is still quite low.
Han Songlin is also paying a little attention to it.
He can't say that he has invested a large amount of money in it, because once Han Songlin's money goes in, he will immediately take control.
Isn't this embarrassing?
Having too much money is not always a good thing.
You know that the stock price is going to go up, but you can't touch it.
If you do, you will control the market.