Chapter 333 The Trend is in My Hands

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the setting sun is shining.

In the office, Song Ci was reviewing a document at his desk and asked the secretary without even raising his head.

"Is the flight arranged?"

Song Xueying stood in front of the desk, holding the chairman's suit in her hand: "We have already reported to Binhai Airport and the Air Traffic Control Bureau, and we can take off at any time."

After signing his name with a flourish of his pen, Song Ci closed the document and casually placed it on the table: "I have reviewed the stack on the left, take it."

"Okay." Jiang Tiantian, the office director, stepped forward immediately and hurriedly picked up the thick documents.

Song Ci stood up and stretched his muscles: "What work arrangements do I have tomorrow morning?"

Song Xueying blurted out: "At 9 o'clock in the morning, Huang Sheng from the Game Department will report to you on the League of Legends League; at 10 o'clock, Zhang Zhao from Tengda Culture will come to the headquarters to report on an acquisition case.

At 11 o'clock, Tang Jun from WeChat Department and Yan Minjia from Yifutong will report to you on the second quarter mobile payment subsidy plan. "

As Song Ci put his gloves into the sleeves of his secretary's open suit, he instructed, "Huang Sheng's report will be postponed to 10 o'clock. Inform Zhang Zhao to come another day."

"Okay, Chairman." Song Xueying picked up the boss' briefcase, followed him out of the office and locked the door.

Song Ci walked with vigor and took the lead.

Jiang Tiantian followed closely, half a body length behind with the documents in his hand.

"Mr. Zhang will be flying to Pengcheng tomorrow to attend an IT summit and will stay for at least three days. I will be attending an important foreign affairs reception the day after tomorrow and may have to hand in my cell phone, which will make communication difficult.

Ms. Wang will also take a few days off tomorrow to take care of her pregnancy. If there are any non-urgent matters, please wait for me and Ms. Zhang to come back and deal with them. If there are any urgent matters, please let Chen An make the final decision."

Jiang Tiantian nodded and agreed: "I understand, Mr. Song."

At the same time, the crew of "Charlotte's Troubles".

In the dressing room, Liu Shishi, who had already finished work, stared at her pretty face in the mirror, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Are those reporters still here?"

Jiang Yuanyuan spread her hands, looking helpless: "No, they are all blocking outside the crew and refuse to leave. They insist on interviewing you."

"If I had known, I wouldn't have made the official announcement." Liu Shishi said with a bitter face. The official announcement last night, after fermenting during the day, has now spread almost all over the country. Reporters from all walks of life rushed to the scene and blocked outside the crew.

"Mr. Song is the richest man after all, and his influence is there. You can either disguise yourself and rush out, or hold a reception." Cai Yinong stroked Yijie's back and suggested in a low voice.

She rushed to the crew from Donghai early in the morning because she was worried that there might be some unexpected events after Liu Shishi's official announcement, so she wanted to come and help take care of it.

Just as Yijie was hesitating whether she should hold a reception to deal with the reporters first, her cell phone rang.

"Hello, husband?"

The roar of an engine came from the other end of the phone: "I'll be on the plane right away and will be in Bincheng in an hour."

Liu Shishi's eyes suddenly lit up, and she smiled in an instant: "You have to come over!"

"I've thought about it, and I think it's better to clarify some things with you in person."

"What's up?"

"Let's meet and chat in the evening."

"Okay, husband, see you later."

As soon as the call ended, Cai Yinong curiously asked, "Mr. Song is coming over?"

Liu Shishi nodded slightly: "She said she wanted to come over and talk to me about something."

Cai Yinong seemed to be thinking: "The rich are not a joke. They require a lot of knowledge. I guess Mr. Song will give you a lecture."

Sister Yi was confused and asked: "What else is there to this?"

Cai Yinong vaguely guessed the purpose of Song Ci's trip: "Business is like a battlefield, and the social circle of wealthy wives is also very complicated. In the past, you were just a star, and you only needed to act well.

Now you are the wife of the richest man, you and Mr. Song are husband and wife, sometimes you represent him, represent the will of the richest man. "

Feeling the responsibility and mission of being the head of the Song family and the wife of the richest man, Liu Shishi said solemnly:

"Although I don't understand it now, I can learn. I will become a qualified Mrs. Song and a good helper to my husband."

Cai Yinong stood behind Yijie and smoothed her hair: "Don't worry, you are still young, take your time."

Liu Shishi lay on the dressing table, browsing Weibo out of boredom.

Seeing a hot comment that was pinned to the top, Liu frowned, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes: "This Li Jiaxin is inexplicable, mocking me as a nouveau riche."

Cai Yinong stretched his neck and squinted at the screen of Yijie's mobile phone. He saw that under Yijie's last Weibo post last night, there was a comment that was highly praised by many people and was particularly eye-catching.

"She can't wait to show off after marrying into a wealthy family. She is indeed from a humble family, has never seen the world, and is a nouveau riche."

"And those Hong Kong female celebrities who liked her posts are all ignorant." Liu Shishi snorted coldly, "I posted a few pictures just to fight back against those sour haters who said I was unpopular. Why are they joining in the fun?"

When I opened the list, I found that there were many golden big Vs who liked Li Jiaxin, and their IP addresses were all from Hong Kong, which was really annoying.

"She's probably jealous of you." Cai Yinong understood why this former Miss Hong Kong was so famous. "She married into the shipping magnate Xu's family in 2008, but unfortunately she was not recognized by her husband's family and had no assets. It can almost be said that her dream of marrying into a wealthy family was shattered."

"I know Li Jiaxin, but who are these people? I don't even know them!"

Cai Yinong worked as a reporter in Hong Kong in his early years and knows a lot about Hong Kong's wealthy families: "Xu Ziqi is the second daughter-in-law of the Henderson Land Li family; Qiu Yongxian is the second daughter of the Qiu family of Asia Television... They are all famous ladies from Hong Kong's wealthy families."

"Are they all in the same group?"

"Not really." Cai Yinong shook his head. "People like Xu Ziqi and Li Jiaxin came from ordinary families and squeezed into wealthy families through marriage.

Qiu Yongxian and her friends are rich daughters, and their husbands are also wealthy families. They are the core figures in the Hong Kong socialite circle, and usually they disdain to associate with the former. "

"We are not from the same group, but we are in sync in mocking me. There is something wrong with us." Liu Shishi pouted, a little unhappy, but then she thought, "Could it be that I am too high-profile and make others jealous?"

"Xu Ziqi, Li Jiaxin and the others all went through hardships to marry into wealthy families, so they might be jealous of you; as for Qiu Yongxian's daughters, I guess they simply look down on you."

Liu Shishi felt a little regretful at this moment. She felt that she had been too high-profile in her impulsiveness last night and had put herself in the spotlight. "Should I delete this Weibo post?"

Cai Yinong shook his head: "You've already posted it. Deleting it now will only make you look more conspicuous and less confident."

"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work. It's so annoying!" Liu Shishi looked distressed. Suddenly, she noticed that several people had tagged her on Weibo, so she quickly checked.

"Who is this Chen Lan? I don't even know her, but she actually invited me to visit Hong Kong?"

"The wife of the CEO of Xiangjiang Huaguoxing Film and Television Company." Cai Yinong took a glance and explained.

Liu Shishi was puzzled: "Where is Chen Wanzhen? This person is also strange. He invited me to visit Australia."

"She is the third concubine of King Du."

"Oh, Chao Lian's mother." Sister Yi suddenly realized and clicked on another Weibo user, "I know Fu Mingxia, a diving champion. How come she is also in Hong Kong?"

Cai Yinong is indeed a Hong Kong know-it-all: "Her husband is the former God of Wealth of Hong Kong."

"An official?"

"I used to work for the government, but now I don't work for the government anymore."

Liu Shishi nodded as if she understood something, and gradually figured out some clues from the different attitudes of these wealthy ladies towards her on Weibo.

"Those who look down on me actually look down on my husband; those who actively show kindness to me probably want something from Mr. Song.

After all, Cai Yinong is well-informed and has a more comprehensive view of things than Yijie: "In fact, the attitudes of these celebrities and noble ladies are not important. What is important is the position of the wealthy families they represent. As for whether they are enemies or friends, Mr. Song should have a clear idea."

"Then I'll just leave them alone and not respond?"

"Well, at least ask Mr. Song for his opinion first."

Liu Shishi was browsing the hot searches. The top ten on the list were all about her official announcement, and the comment section was also very lively.

"Liu Shishi is really amazing. She rose to fame overnight and entered the circle of top socialites."

"Those guys are all from old-line wealthy Hong Kong families. It's going to be fun to watch."

Time passed minute by minute, and in a blink of an eye it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Liu Shishi had finally managed to sneak out of the crew in disguise and was waiting for her husband to arrive at the Wanda Hotel.

Song Ci's private plane had just landed at Bincheng Airport.

At the same time, at 8 a.m. Eastern Time, whether by coincidence or to join in the fun, Forbes magazine released its 2011 list of the world's richest people in advance.

Wealth is always a topic of concern to people. Once this list was released, it immediately caused a sensation across the United States and spread rapidly to the other side of the ocean.

The financial sections of portal websites such as Yahoo and Google were the first to reprint the Forbes Rich List. When the news spread back to China, the entire Internet world was in an uproar.

Among the top ten richest people in the world, Mexican telecom tycoon Carlos Slim once again topped the list with a net worth of US$74 billion, while Microsoft founder Bill Gates and stock god Buffett ranked second and third respectively.

But what shocked the Chinese people the most was that Song Ci, the founder of Tenda Technology Group, was listed on the list. With a net worth of US$32.2 billion, he surpassed Indian steel tycoon Lakshmi Mittal to become the world's sixth richest man. He is also the richest man in Asia and the richest Chinese in the world.

"Oh my god, Song Ci is so rich? Forbes must have made a mistake!"

"Don't you know how to read the explanation for being on the list? Thanks to WeChat's global expansion, Tengda's valuation has skyrocketed again, and Songci also holds shares in the company."

"I never thought that Song Ci not only founded Tengda Group, but also holds shares in so many American technology companies."

"Liu Shishi is invincible. When the official announcement was made yesterday, she was the wife of the richest man in mainland China. Today, she has transformed herself into the wife of the richest man in Asia. I seriously suspect that she knew yesterday that her husband had become one of the top ten richest people in the world."

However, the noise and heated discussions on the Internet seemed to have nothing to do with Song Ci and Liu Shishi. The couple were making love in the hotel, completely oblivious to the outside world.

. . . . . .

Hong Kong, Xu family, in the study.

"Father, are you looking for me?" Young Master Xu reeked of alcohol.

Old Master Xu looked at his useless son with a cold expression, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes: "You are already fifty years old, and you still spend your days in debauchery!"

Seeing his father angry, Young Master Xu was flustered and said, "Father, I was just having a small gathering with friends."

"Shut up, don't try to argue with me!" Old Master Xu slapped the armrest heavily, his face becoming increasingly gloomy, "I called you here because I have something to tell you."

"Father, please speak."

"Your stupid daughter-in-law only knows how to stir up trouble and make enemies for my Xu family for no reason!" Old Master Xu scolded.

Young Master Xu's heart tightened, and he bent his waist: "Father, please tell me clearly, who did Jia Xin offend?"

Old Master Xu snorted coldly: "What does it have to do with her when Madam Song Ci officially announces her marriage? She went to make sarcastic remarks instead."

Young Master Xu breathed a sigh of relief and said indifferently: "It turned out to be that young man from the mainland."

"You bastard!" Old Master Xu slammed the desk, furious.

At this point, he was completely disappointed with his son. Judging from his useless appearance, if he passed the family business to him, he would probably squander it all within a few years.

Mr. Xu lost interest and sighed. He had already made up his mind that after a hundred years, it would be better to hand over the family business to a trust institution.

"I don't want to say any more. Ask your wife to delete the Weibo comment and publicly apologize to Madam Song Ci. She dares to mock others for being a small family. She has no idea of ​​her own high position."

Although Young Master Xu was quite disdainful of Song Ci in his heart, he did not dare to disobey his father's order: "Father, calm down. I will go and tell Jia Xin to do it."

Hong Kong, Li family, in the study.

Mr. Li's sharp eyes fell on his youngest son: "Tell your wife not to associate with that stupid woman from the Xu family in the future."

Young Master Li bowed respectfully: "My son has already warned her."

"Ziqi is usually quite sensible." Old Master Li nodded slightly, quite satisfied with his second daughter-in-law's filial piety and courtesy.

"Have you read this list?"

Young Master Li spoke first: "It's really unexpected. I didn't expect Song Ci to have such amazing financial resources."

Young Master Li disagreed: "The Forbes list can only count the assets that are visible. No matter how powerful Song Ci is, he can never be compared with our old families. It is ridiculous that he can surpass Uncle Cheng to become the richest Chinese."

"You are confused!" Mr. Li frowned and slammed the teacup in his hand. "You understand the truth, how could Song Ci not understand it? How do you know that 32.2 billion US dollars is his entire fortune?"

The two brothers looked at each other, and both saw disbelief in each other's eyes: "Father, you mean he still has something to hold back. How could he have accumulated such a terrifying wealth at such a young age?"

Mr. Li did not answer directly, but was filled with emotion: "The young are formidable. When we old guys are buried, who will be the heroes of the world?"

"Father, why worry so much? No matter how powerful Song Ci is, he has nothing to do with us. We should not interfere with each other, so why worry about him?"

Mr. Li shook his head in disappointment and turned to look at his eldest son: "How is the matter I asked you to investigate?"

"Father, the company you asked me to investigate, China New Investment, has been increasing its holdings in Standard Chartered and HSBC, and has already raised its stake with the Hong Kong Stock Exchange."

Mr. Li tapped the huanghuali wood tabletop with his fingertips: "You come with bad intentions!"

Young Master Li's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately reacted: "You suspect that the person behind Zhongxin Investment is Song Ci?"

"Although there is no actual evidence, it is almost certain!" Mr. Li narrowed his eyes and considered in his mind: "If it is just Song Ci's personal opinion, then it is okay. If it is the North's opinion, then it is terrible!

Director Wang reminded me some time ago that when the imperial court holds a meeting next year, the power behind Song Ci will increase greatly.”

Hong Kong, Fok family, study.

Mr. Huo was admonishing Mr. Huo: "Although the North has always been kind to our family, your grandfather has passed away after all.

After next year, it is still unknown how much weight we will have left on the top.”

Master Huo thought it over again and again, and said carefully: "Since my father said that the higher-ups really like this richest man, we should get closer to him."

"Then do you know why the higher-ups value him so much?"

"Please teach me, father."

Mr. Huo sorted out his thoughts: "Since the rise of the Internet in the last century, countless wealthy people have been born in Silicon Valley, USA.

Now, more than a decade has passed, and these technology tycoons have become powerful and have begun to participate in the game of leadership, competing with the old money families for the right to speak.

Song Ci is a leading figure among China's tech tycoons. Although the national conditions are different, he is destined to not be like the American tech tycoons.

But his strength should not be underestimated, not to mention he is still young and at the peak of his career."

Young Master Huo suddenly realized: "Father is right."

"This only involves his personal side! On a larger scale, the country needs him to carry the banner of Internet technology and compete with the United States for the international discourse power in the new era of technology.

So as long as he is in the right position, the country will support him."

"My son, let me teach you something!" Only then did Master Huo realize that this young richest man had power and background far beyond people's imagination. "My son has an immature idea."

"Tell me about it."

"If we rashly contact Song Ci, I'm afraid it will arouse his suspicion. It's better to go the madam route and show your kindness to his lovely wife."

Mr. Huo nodded slightly: "It's feasible! You let your fiancée try to contact Mrs. Song. Let's show some sincerity first and send a few big brand endorsements to let Song Ci see the goodwill of the Huo family."

(End of this chapter)