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Putting down the phone, Liu Qingshan also had a strange expression: This is the general trend, and no one can change it!

But this kind of thing, you have to go, just go to increase your knowledge, it seems that you haven't been there yet.

Even with the idea of ​​making soy sauce in his heart, Liu Qingshan still made some preparations, and he was busy until after eleven o'clock in the middle of the night before going to bed.

Picking up Lin Zizhou early the next day, Cao Xiaofei drove ahead, and Liu Qingshan chatted with Lin Zizhou: "Uncle, congratulations."

Lin Zizhou obviously had dark circles under his eyes, so he probably didn't sleep much last night.

He was not in the mood to joke with Liu Qingshan, and said sternly: "Qingshan, this kind of thing must not be hasty, we should study it first."

Liu Qingshan nodded, took out a few pages of paper from his pocket, and then saw Lin Zizhou also took out a stack of manuscript paper, which was much thicker than Liu Qingshan's.

The two looked at each other with a smile, exchanged a bit, and then both looked at it attentively.

Lin Zizhou finished reading it first, and couldn't help admiring: "Qing Shan, you still have insight."

"It's all just a remedy after a dead sheep." Liu Qingshan also finished reading Lin Zizhou's writing, thought for a while and said:

"Uncle, you focus on publicity, which is your strong point."

Lin Zizhou nodded, and discussed some details with Liu Qingshan. His spirit was exhausted and excited.

With his knowledge, he knew that this was a rare opportunity, perhaps only once or twice in a person's life, and he had to seize it.

As for Liu Qingshan, he admired him even more: Although this young man has been sitting on the bench for several months, what is that compared to a bright future?

When they got to the place, the two got out of the car and asked Cao Xiaofei to go to work first, and the two walked in.

At ninety in the morning, a staff member led Liu Qingshan and the two to a conference room where dozens of people were already sitting.

Liu Qingshan and Lin Zizhou originally wanted to find a seat at the back, but they were taken to the front row by the staff.

In front, a few meters away, is the main seat.

The two were a little flattered, and Lin Zizhou's pressure suddenly increased. He turned around and bowed to the leader behind him, and then sat down, feeling rather uneasy.

In comparison, the younger Liu Qingshan was more indifferent, perhaps because he had nothing to ask for, so he had nothing to fear.

However, he turned around politely, nodded with a smile, and briefly met everyone sitting there.

Finally, Liu Qingshan's eyes fell on the two old men, and he walked over slowly:

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Liu, I have listened to the lectures given by the two of you at school. I am from the Economics Department of Peking University."

The two old men nodded, and Old Man Wu said: "You are not bad, go ahead and sit in your seat. Don't get together with us old guys. You will also become old-fashioned and lose the vigor of young people."

Liu Qingshan agreed with a smile, and then returned to his seat.

The people behind couldn't help but praise in their hearts: this young man is not simple.

Being able to remain peaceful here, neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither humble nor overbearing, this concentration alone is unmatched among the younger generation.

Soon, several leaders came in and sat on the rostrum, and the meeting officially began.

It was still the leader of the courtyard who presided over the meeting: "Comrades, please come here today to continue discussing market pricing."

"Someone suggested that the market pricing should be stopped immediately, and everything should be restored to the original state. Now we need to listen to everyone's opinions."

How serious is this?

People in the audience couldn't help but suffocate their breath, this is not just talking casually, you have to think twice.

For a while, the venue with dozens of people was silent, and no one stood up to speak first.

This is exactly the opposite of what was said yesterday.

This kind of reaction is also expected by the leaders, even if someone stands up and publicly denies market pricing, it is possible.

After all, the current situation is still unclear, and there is such a big mistake, just to give others a handle.

The leader looked at Liu Qingshan and Lin Zizhou who were sitting in the front row: "We have invited two representatives today, why not listen to their opinions first."

Lin Zizhou didn't expect that it would be his turn to appear so soon, so he couldn't help being stunned.

Liu Qingshan stood up and bowed: "Thank you for the trust of the leaders. I am young and have limited knowledge. If I am inappropriate, please forgive me."

The leaders on the stage gave him encouraging looks.

Liu Qingshan stood up, first bowed to the front, then turned around and bowed again:

"Thank you again for the trust of the leaders, then I will talk about my humble opinion from the perspective of an ordinary people."

"I personally think that there is nothing wrong with the fundamental idea of ​​market pricing."

"The problem is that when we implemented it, we became a little impatient. We can't just change the order just because of some problems."

"In the hutong where I live, these days, residents have started hoarding all kinds of supplies, and even started buying them madly, which really brings some troubles to life."

"This kind of situation may spread everywhere very quickly."

"Because there is no precedent for such a thing, we are crossing the river by feeling the stones, and of course problems will inevitably arise."

"Since you are crossing the river by feeling the stones, don't worry. Slow down and keep a steady pace. You can ask for slowness and stability, but the general direction cannot be changed."

On this occasion, of course Liu Qingshan couldn't make a long speech, so he didn't expand on it, but just expressed his own point of view.

Reopening is in line with the general trend of the development of the times, and this principle will naturally not change.

He didn't talk too much about the solution, because he didn't have any good solution, he could only use time to slowly heal his wounds.

In a few minutes, Liu Qingshan finished speaking, he bowed again, and then sat down.

The leaders present also nodded secretly: This little comrade, although young, has a lot of knowledge.

Chapter 675

After walking out of the Xinhua Gate, Lin Zizhou was still in a trance. Everything just now seemed like a dream, which made him, a big reporter, feel unreal.

Liu Qingshan looked up at the blue sky, the midday sun made his whole body warm.

After the two of them walked for a while, Lin Zizhou grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm suddenly:

"Qingshan, we have been praised, it's the old man's praise!"

In this era when beliefs are not lost, this level of praise and the sense of happiness it brings will definitely break through the sky.

Liu Qingshan also had a smile on his face, and he also felt the same way, but what made him even more happy was that if he and Lin Zizhou's efforts could reduce the impact and loss caused by this wave of price increases, even if it was only A little bit, that was enough to comfort him.

Some of the remedies written by the two of them last night have already been submitted, which is already the limit of what they can do in their current status and position.

In Liu Qingshan's heart, he became more calm, and even thought of making fun of Lin Zizhou:

"Uncle, when will you drink the wedding wine for your promotion?"

"You kid, didn't you follow your kid to get the light."

Lin Zizhou suddenly realized that he was inseparable from Liu Qingshan and Jiapigou in the past few years.

He raised his hand and patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder: "Actually, you should be the one to congratulate. It is estimated that after the matter calms down a bit, by the end of the year at the latest, you should also change places."

Even Lin Zizhou is envious, the key is that Liu Qingshan is too young, so young, and has such an impressive resume, I really don't know where his upper limit will be in the future.

Liu Qingshan smiled and said nothing: I am afraid that by that time, I have already resigned, right?

Hearing a few car horns coming from the side of the road, Liu Qingshan followed the sound, but it was Cao Xiaofei who was driving slowly over.

The two got into the car, and seeing that it was already noon, Lin Zizhou, who was so excited, insisted on dragging Liu Qingshan to a restaurant.

Only then did Liu Qingshan feel hungry, so he joked with a smile: "Uncle, then you must buy this meal."

Just passing by Hongbinlou Restaurant, Cao Xiaofei parked the car, the three of them went in, and found a small table in the lobby to sit down.

As soon as he sat down, the phone rang in Cao Xiaofei's bag, and he took out his mobile phone and handed it to Liu Qingshan.

It was Wang Zhan who called and asked where Liu Qingshan was, and he said he would come right away.

After Liu Qingshan finished the call, Lin Zizhou asked him to order food. Lin Zizhou really wanted to treat him today.

It was the first time for Liu Qingshan to come here. Although he also knew that it was one of the eight buildings, he didn't know what special dishes it had.

And it's obviously not the first time Lin Zizhou has come here: "Qingshan, you must try the braised oxtail here."

Lin Zizhou ordered some cold dishes and a catty of pot stickers. The three of them ate and chatted while waiting, which was quite pleasant.

The three of them ate and ate, when they suddenly heard a commotion behind them, as if there was a dispute.

Immediately, a piercing voice rang out: "How do you do business here? The restaurant doesn't sell liquor. What a joke!"

The voice sounded familiar, Liu Qingshan frowned.

He glanced back and saw a dozen or so young people surrounding a big table, and one person was standing, pointing at the waiter, and it was that Li Zeming.

Look again, Young Master Li is indeed here, as for the rest of the young people, I don't know each other.

But judging by their clothes, they should be natives of the capital.

One of them, 27 and [-] years old, waved at Li Zeming:

"Brother Li, forgive me, this is a halal restaurant, and no alcohol is sold, so you have to abide by other people's rules when you come here."

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but take a look at that person: he was wearing a white shirt and a standard face with Chinese characters, but he looked very handsome.

Li Zeming could only sit down angrily, and Young Master Li frowned slightly. He could tell that the other party seemed to have something to say.

In the past few months, First Young Master Li has been so depressed that he just can't get the piece of land he fancy.

I want to change to another place, but I am a little bit reluctant, after all, more than 1000 million have been thrown into it.

Just when he felt a bit in a dilemma, a friend sent word that Song Lei Song, the well-known boss in the circle of children in the capital courtyard, had invited him.

Young Master Li also moved his mind, and prepared to use the power of this group of local households to solve the immediate troubles.

After everyone sat down, Chu Zhengnan, who was playing today, re-introduced each other: "Mr. Li, this is Brother Lei."

Chu Zhengnan and First Young Master Li have known each other relatively early, and today they are regarded as middlemen between the two parties.

Young Master Li naturally shook hands with everyone in a personable manner. In his eyes, these people are simply a bunch of bumpkins.

But who told him to be a coward, he could only greet him with a smile on his face.

Song Lei is used to talking about things before eating, and after the two sides exchanged pleasantries, he directly stated his intentions:

"Mr. Li has a lot of contacts in Hong Kong Island. Is there any jewelry company that he is familiar with? Let me introduce it to you?"

He has always been straightforward when discussing business, which made Young Master Li a little uncomfortable: Isn't this here to make connections first, eat and drink, and then talk after getting acquainted?

But it's okay, the other party has something to ask for him, and Li Dashao also has something to ask for, so there is a basis for cooperation between the two parties.

At this time, Chu Zhengnan interjected: "Mr. Li, Brother Lei owns a Leiting company, and we are all small shareholders of Leiting."

"Thunder Company is planning to expand its business and deal in jewelry. As we all know, the jewelry market on Hong Kong Island is relatively prosperous. I also hope that Young Master Li can help us bridge the gap."

First Young Master Li smiled immediately: "We are all friends, of course there is no problem."

Partition walls have ears, not to mention that this is in the lobby of the restaurant, their conversation was naturally heard by the neighbor Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan is also preparing to start a jewelry business. Hearing that the other party is also interested, of course he should pay attention.

He could also understand the other party's intentions. With the expansion of the rush-buying wave, people snapped up not only food and daily necessities, but also gold and silver jewelry.

Common people generally believe that precious metals can preserve their value.

It's just that there are too few shops selling gold and silver jewelry, and most people simply can't grab a slot.

Liu Qingshan just witnessed such a scene two days ago: the guy was so crowded that the iron fence on the counter was almost crushed.

Selling gold and silver jewelry at this time is not like there are specialty stores or special counters in large shopping malls later.

It's the same as a bank, with iron bars erected on the counters to keep customers out.

Such a hot sales scene is a pure seller's market, presumably the Thunder Company has seen the huge profits.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but take a look at that Song Leigao, at least the other party's business vision is still very good.

However, it is not a long-term solution to buy from jewelry stores on Hong Kong Island and be controlled by others.

Maybe the other party just wants to take advantage of this wave of panic buying, and maybe make some quick money.

Just thinking about it, Liu Qingshan saw Wang Zhan leading the two girls into the store, and waved to them.

The two girls were Xiaoli and Xiaoxu, but Liu Qingshan noticed that there was a hint of worry on Xiaoxu's face, so that it gave people a very pitiful look.

Liu Qingshan blinked: How did this girl become sister Lin again?

"Qingshan." Wang Zhan waved his hand and strode over.