The train passes through the ice and snow, drills into the tunnel when encountering mountains, and crosses the bridge when encountering water.

Through the long night, we plunged into the imperial capital.

The imperial capital station is always crowded with people.

"Handsome guy, are you staying in a hotel? We have all kinds of services, and the girl is so young."

"Dongzhimen, Dongzhimen, are there anyone going to Dongzhimen?"

"Brother, can you take a taxi? It's cheap."

"Candy haws."

There are endless calls for solicitation. Among the people coming and going, those who attract customers to stay in hotels, black renters, and pickpockets account for at least one-third of the migrant population at the Imperial Capital Station.

Qin Zhanze was in the middle, surrounded by Ye Xiu, Wang Yurou, Amy, Annie, and Wu Dan, and took steps as soon as possible to walk out of the exit entrance with the overall rhythm of the passengers leaving the station.

Countless eyes quickly stared at the group Qin Jieze.

The handsome guy and beautiful girl, dressed in high-end clothes, and had a backward temperament. The understanding of wealth gained by passers-by from Hong Kong and Taiwan rich movies.

Including the fat man in a shiny leather windbreaker, he had a greasy and arrogant look on his face.

Most people choose to avoid it because they are ashamed of themselves.

"Dr. Qin."

Zhang Lifeng held a card and waved his arms and jumped up when calling Qin Jieze to express his excitement to finally see the boss. The velvet hat on his head was almost lifted away by him. He reached out to cover it and smiled happily at Qin Jieze's neat white teeth.

It was very smooth to open up an imported powder sales channel in Yangcheng. When Zhang Lifeng came to the imperial capital to live in the imperial capital hotel, which arranged for the living of foreign leaders, he was proud and of course very happy.

And these are all because of Qin Zhenze. He thanked Qin Zhenze and respected Qin Zhenze.

The day before yesterday, Zhang Lifeng went from Yangcheng to the Beijing-Guangzhou Line and went directly to the Imperial Capital to stay in the Imperial Capital Hotel. He contacted Zhao Wangyi according to Qin Jieze's instructions and made various preparations to sell imported powder in the Imperial Capital using the hunger sales model. Yesterday afternoon, under the influence of Zhao Wangyi, a group of female sales and marketing personnel were interviewed from the Imperial Capital Female Vocational Technical College. He temporarily selected more than a dozen famous talents with tall and delicate faces. Of course, the first condition is to be sweet and clever.

Zhang Lifeng came to pick up the station today, and came with Zhao Wangyi. Based on the number of Qin Zhanze and his group, he drove two cars over.

Qin Zhanze raised his hand to echo Zhang Lifeng and Zhao Wangyi, and bypassed the quarantine iron railing. Zhao Wangyi came up to shake hands with Qin Zhanze.

"Dr. Qin, I haven't seen you for so long, I miss you so much, and I often dream about you."

Zhao Wangyi's big mouth used to welcome and send him to a hotel is always like a smear of osmanthus, giving people a flashy and unreal feeling, but it makes people hear it.

When Zhao Wangyi let go, Zhang Lifeng took the initiative to step forward and gave Qin Zhenze a bear hug.

Growing up in the Magic City and receiving higher education from key universities, they will be different from those of northerners in their etiquette.

Qin Zhanze hugged Zhang Lifeng and patted Zhang's shoulder. The clothes wrapped around him were too thick. He felt stiff when hugged him, "Thank you for your hard work in Lifeng."

Zhao Wangyi heard it next to him and joked happily, "Look, look, when Zhihan asked about his health, I will know who kissed and who is behind. I got up early in the morning!"

The white air mass in front of the mouth opened and closed, and the early morning of the imperial capital was quite cold.

"Mr. Zhao, your freshman boss is jealous of young people. Are you interested? Haha." Qin Zhenze replied to Zhao Wangyi for a joke.

The hard work Qin Zhenze said to Zhang Lifeng was not what Zhao Wangyi understood as getting up early to pick up people, but rather that Zhang Lifeng successfully opened up an imported powder market in Yangcheng, and the situation was gratifying.

"Brother Ze, get in the car. The weather is too cold." Zhao Wangyi began to move towards the steps and glanced around Qin Jieze's entourage. "Brother Ze's lineup is getting bigger and bigger."

"I'll introduce you to you. This is Wu Dan, the director of the company's advertising department. You know all the rest of the people, so I won't introduce them one by one. Yurou is now the general manager of the company."

He politely shook Wu Dan across his hands, and Zhao Wangyi focused his eyes on Wang Yurou, "Congratulations to Mr. Wang for congratulating Mr. Wang, you have promoted well, you have promoted well."

Qin Zhenze saw from Zhao Wangyi's eyes that the old boy had an implication, and seemed to promote Wang Yurou from secretary to general manager, with something that could not be said to be inside.

I didn't argue with Zhao Wangyi, a guy who looks greasy and pink, and a thief and prostitute. I can't describe clean things, and the more I describe them, the darker they get. Besides, in Zhao Wangyi's self-righteous social view, he, like most nouveau riche bosses, would think that if a beautiful female secretary is not played by a male boss, he doesn't even want to be promoted, and he has to kneel down in his crotch. This is the rule in the workplace circle.

"Everyone is hungry when you go to the Imperial Capital Hotel."

Qin Jieze said, taking the lead in stepping down the steps.

As soon as I took two steps, a little beggar rushed over from somewhere. His hair was sticky and his face was dirty. His clothes were hung with strips of cloth hanging down like a sniper's gay suit. "Boss, okay, okay, I won't eat for three days, okay, okay, give it some, my parents at home are dead, okay, you will make a fortune."

"roll."

Zhao Wangyi raised the wallet in his hand and made a move to hit someone. He pretended to be hideous and pretended to take a knife from his waist.

The little beggar was frightened by Zhao Wangyi and ran away like a rabbit. He stood at the distance that he thought Zhao Wangyi could not catch up. "You won't die if you don't pay, bah."

After scolding, he ran under a thick electric pole and met up with his accomplices and went to find the next target.

"Okay, Brother Ze, you can stay in the Imperial Capital Hotel for breakfast first, have a good rest in the morning, and prepare a banquet at my place to welcome Brother Ze at noon." Zhao Wang smiled at Qin Jieze, walked side by side with Qin Jieze, and said the arrangements that had been planned in advance.

"I won't go to your place to have lunch, so let's go to night."

"What do Brother Ze want to eat? Or should I return the iron pot to stew the big goose?"

"Okay, okay, I didn't eat enough last time."

"Then I'll prepare as you said."

Qin Jieze was surrounded by a small group and became a whole. She walked down the steps. Zhang Lifeng was already guarding the car door and waiting to open the car door. He was clever and had the ability to do anything.

Wang Yurou was doing personnel assignments, Ye Xiu asked for the car keys from Zhao Wangyi, and he was the one who drove the car Qin Zhenze was in.

Along the way, Zhao Wangyi was not idle and discussed with Qin Zhize about how to make a fortune. He wished that one day would make all the money from the entire imperial capital would be earned into his pocket.

It took a short time to get to the Imperial Capital Hotel. After sending Qin Jieze to it, Zhao Wangyi drove away and went back to run his Yanzhao Hotel.

The subordinates followed Qin Zhize's instructions and had dinner and rest. At 10 o'clock in the morning, everyone prepared themselves for their own work. This time, they came to the emperor not to come to eat, drink and have their own important tasks.

...

"Dr. Qin, I'm sorry, I'll let you wait for a long time. On the subway, two outsiders quarreled and started fighting while snatching a seat. I accidentally sat down at the station when I helped to persuade the fight. You said how low the quality of this outsider is now." Hou Dekui clasped his hands and gestured to Qin Zhenze, and also expressed his regret with Amy, Ye Xiu, and Wu Dan who were following Qin Zhenze. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After hearing Hou Dekui's apology, Qin Zhenze and the others did not say anything, and Ye Xiu's face showed displeasure.

Hou Dekui immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. He said in front of outsiders that the quality of outsiders was low. He still said crosstalk because he was a loss, but he was actually talking crosstalk.

"I hate people quarrel in public, including some locals in the imperial capital who are just trivial, and Chinese education needs to be strengthened too much." Hou Dekui turned his words back, but after saying that, he felt that he was still very square. Anyway, he was thick-skinned when he spoke crosstalk, and added, "If the Chinese people were as high as those of you, Mr. Qin, you would have long since thrown Britain and the United States to the Atlantic Ocean."

After saying that, he looked at Amy, put his hand up front and smiled, and mocked himself, "I didn't have a good rest last night, and my mind was chaotic. I didn't open any pot and I wouldn't talk about it."

Qin Zhenze looked at Hou Dekui's old face, and after Hou Dekui finished performing stand-up words, Qin Zhenze smiled, "Mr. Hou, where is the floor of Master Hou?"

"Dr. Qin, please come here, on the third floor, I will take you there."

Hou Dekui wore a Zhongshan suit today and carried a black oil bag, looking like most cadres in the agency.

Regarding the advertisements on Yuran Group on the prime time of CCTV Video Channel, Hou Dekui had already communicated with his uncle Hou Qiaosheng in advance, and asked Qin Zhanze and his group to come here today. He met Hou Qiaosheng and then talked about the next step.

When I walked into the hall, I heard a "thorn" sound. When the push-pull fan in the mailroom of the CCTV building opened, it made a sound that I needed to report oil.

"Who are you looking for?"

The old and stern voice, accompanied by a face that was a hundred years older than the bark of pine trees, tilted its head and leaned into the window, filled the foyer the size of an egg, producing unexpected echoes.

On the radio, Mr. Shan Tianfang was talking about "The White-Browed Hero", with a hoarse and unique voice.

The old guard put the rolled cigarette roll on his tongue, stuck it with cigarette paper, and held it in his mouth.

"Oh, uncle, I, I," said Mr.

Facing his face to the window, Hou Dekui waved his hand.

"Oh, Dekui, didn't you say you went abroad!"

"Look at what Uncle Hui said, Dekui won't come back if he goes abroad!"

"How is the US emperor? I heard that their country has food to eat if it doesn't work. Is it true?"

"Uncle Hui, who told you what he said? Nonsense. There is no banquet that will never fall."

"What kind of banquet is that there are no free fried dough sticks in the world."

"Uncle Hui, you were not learning crosstalk when you were young. Otherwise, you will be determined."

"Stop wearing a high hat for you, go quickly. Master Hou has come a long time ago. Let's go back and help me adjust the antenna. I have been watching operas these two days, and I have always had large snowflakes."

"Okay, I'll take the time to go to your house to help you do it."

The people of the Old Emperor Capital met him, and they didn't use the word "A" to make a fool of themselves, fearing that others would not know that they were the authentic Old Emperor Capital.

Qin Zhize and the others are not patient and have to wait patiently. When encountering trouble with the people in the imperial capital, don’t worry, if you are anxious, he will not worry, it’s useless to worry.

Starting from the clear hair of the braid, the people of the imperial capital learned to eat, drink, play and other psychological habits, no matter how big the matter is, they are not a problem in their eyes. Others think they are lazy, but they think that it is a blessing that is given to heaven and not to be enjoyed.

The money from taxpayers across the country can support a city of abandoned people, but can you support it? You dare not support it?

"Old Hui is the one who is in office. The eldest son is arrested for his crime and eats nothing. My uncle remembers the old man and leaves Lao Hui here to guard the door. He can eat half a pound of pigs every month." Hou Dekui walked in the corridor and whispered to Qin Zhenze.

CCTV staff are complicated, and there are always people passing by the corridors and stairs. When they see Hou Dekui, they will say hello. It can be seen that the Taiwan elder and nephew all know each other, and Hou Dekui runs here a lot.

When he arrived at the door of the director's office on the third floor, Hou Dekui asked Qin Zhanze and others to wait for a while. He went in and asked his uncle for instructions first.

CCTV is a deputy ministerial-level unit of Central Central. The administrative level of the Director is equivalent to that of the Deputy Minister. If you want to see him, you can't push the door.

Hou Dekui knocked on the door and immediately looked out, almost using his mouth to express himself, "Call it, wait." He immediately shrank back.

As the door opened and closed, I heard a roar inside, "Substitute people, let Qin rush forward, don't treat night as Yangge brigade, the director will do it, I have the final say."

A minute or two later, Hou Dekui opened the door and poked his head out again, and the sound was not loud, "Dr. Qin came in, sit on the bench on the other side for a while, don't surround the door."

Ye Xiu, Amy, and Wu Dan quickly walked away and stood at the door of the director's office. It was really bad to see by people who passed by, and it was easy to have ambiguity.
To be continued...