C1013 (2/2)
I'm kidding. Mr. Wu is a man of great fortune. Time is calculated by seconds. You can't go late and let others wait for you, can you?
The press conference was a great success. Besides Mr. Wu, Mr. Xu and finance minister Ding Yuan were all present.
With these heavyweights, other minions have been brazenly posted. At the press conference, which was supposed to have less than 200 people, nearly 600 people came!
As a last resort, it had to be temporarily transferred to the conference room. With the strong support of Mr. Wu and Mr. Xu, the media rarely had a positive report on Yangming group after the meeting.
After all, no matter what, the identity of Wu Yuanzheng is there. Since the platform of Yangming group is open to the public, no one dares to openly refute his face. Isn't it that you find yourself uncomfortable?
After the press conference, Chen Mo was asked by Wu Yuanzheng to ask questions alone. In fact, to put it bluntly, he did his best to enjoy his family. Fang Yang waited for more than an hour before Chen Mo came out.
Fang Yang drove Chen Mo back to Yangming building: ”is it too hard? In fact, you don't have to do everything by yourself. You can find more people to help you. ”
Chen Mo said with no expression: ”I like this job, and only when people are busy can they live more fully, and they will not think about it. After all, it's impossible for everyone to be a shopkeeper. ”
Fang Yang shook his head. There was no way to answer that! Chen Mo always has the ability to talk to death.
Back at Yangming mansion, song Mengting has woken up and her mood has stabilized a lot: ”Fang Yang, thank you. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I would be crazy now.”Fang Yang said with a smile, ”it's just a little help. Do you feel better?”
”After a sleep, I feel much better.” Song Mengting paused: ”I'm going to take care of my father in the afternoon. I've already made a reservation.”
Fang Yang was surprised: ”so fast? No, how many more days in the imperial capital? ”
Song Mengting showed a bitter smile on her face: ”if you don't stay any longer, I'm afraid I don't know how to die.”
Fang Yang did not want to stimulate her too much: ”do you want me to send you back?”
Song Mengting shook her head: ”no, there should be nothing to do during the day. You won't fight the whole plane down for me, will you?”
Chu Bingqing is very considerate: ”it happens that our company has a working group to go to Jiangbei to collect scenery. It's also a plane in the afternoon. When we go back together, we have more or less a care.”
Since it was on the way, song Mengting no longer refused: ”OK, thank you.”
After the arrangement, song Mengting and Chu Bingqing join the location group. Because Fang Yang has something on his mind, he goes back to his room and can't wait to check his right arm.
Sure enough, half a day later, the black fingerprints were more obvious than yesterday, and the scope was at least doubled! I don't have to wait too long tomorrow.
In the early morning of December 15, Fang Yang drove Baofu's Hummer to the location of Qipan town reservoir. After getting off the bus, it's really out of the way.
Originally, it was low-lying, because it used to be a residential area and there was no vegetation at all. When the water level goes down, it's full of mud and grass. It's a place where birds don't shit.
There is no road ahead. The car can't drive. Fang Yang followed the stone dam beside the reservoir and continued to walk forward.
the 50 year old man on the opposite side of the reservoir shouts loudly: ”the man on the opposite side of the reservoir should be in uniform! This is an important reservoir area, not a place for swimming and fishing! There is a fish pond about five miles to the south. You can go there. ”
Fang Yang replied politely: ”uncle, I just walk around. I used to live here and have feelings. It's hard to come back. I want to come back here again. ”