"On December 25, 1991, at 1938, Moscow, the national flag with a sickle and hammer was printed on it, descending from the Kremlin in the twilight and disappearing forever in the world.

Half an hour ago, Gore made a speech on the TV station, announcing his resignation. The world's first socialist country completed his last day and has since become history..."

After Jiang Xiaobai returned to Longcheng and took his wife and children to watch Zhao Gang, he heard the radio coming from the radio in the room as soon as he entered the room.

If you want to say that news is the biggest news of the year, it is definitely the disintegration news in the north.

Many people listen to it over and over again, and are always unwilling to believe it.

"Grandpa, grandma." Jiang Langlang shouted loudly as soon as he entered the room.

Naturally, the two old men loved each other very much when they looked at their grandson, and they were reluctant to let go when they held them.

"Xiaobai, Xinyi, you can sit there as you like, and let your mother make some delicious food for you later." Zhao Gang said, holding Jiang Langlang.

"By the way, you couple are both busy now, Xinyi is busy after she is promoted, and your mother is retired and at home, otherwise we will take care of the children."

Jiang Xiaobai knew as soon as he heard this, "Imperialism will never die." This is the suggestion. Zhao Gang has already made many remarks.

However, Jiang Xiaobai and Zhao Xinyi agreed that it would not work, just Zhao Gang and Han Lin were so arrogant.

If Jiang Langlang is handed over to Zhao Gang and Han Lin to take care of the children,

Maybe what kind of child should be brought into, so neither Jiang Xiaobai nor Zhao Xinyi agreed.

But Zhao Gang and Han Lin have never given up and will mention this matter from time to time, over and over again.

"It's okay, we don't need to take care of ourselves. Now as the company gradually grows, many of them need professional talents, and I can't take care of anything, so I have time to stay at home." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Yes, the bigger the company, the less energy it feels. Many of them are professional problems. Xiaobai, you have to learn to delegate power, but there is no way not to delegate power. Professional things must be left to professionals." Zhao Gang comforted him.

"Yes, yes." Jiang Xiaobai replied. In fact, this was just a fool to Zhao Gang, but it was a professional matter to be handed over to professional people.

But this does not mean that if you leave professional things to professionals, he will be fine as the chairman.

On the contrary, the bigger the company, Jiang Xiaobai will be busy with more things. Of course, Jiang Xiaobai will ignore the specific matters.

On the contrary, what we do is more about mastering the general direction of the company's development and doing some laid-off work.

After dinner, Zhao Gang called Jiang Xiaobai into the study and talked about the disbandment in the north.

"Xiaobai, I remember you took out a loan in the north, right?" Zhao Gang asked at Jiang Xiaobai.

"Yes, 3 billion rupees were all exchanged for US dollars at that time, 2 billion US dollars." Jiang Xiaobai said truthfully.

This was told to Zhao Gang at the beginning.

"Two billion US dollars, what is the exchange rate between the Luk and the US dollar now?"

"Now, it's a price per day, and now the 3 billion rupees are worth about tens of millions of dollars." Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

Zhao Gang didn't say anything for a long time. The 2 billion US dollar loan would be worth tens of billions of dollars.

Two billion US dollars, now I only need tens of millions.

This is almost equivalent to not having to pay back, earning 10 billion at once.

What did they do? They did nothing.

Just lend it out, and then it's all yours.

To be honest, Zhao Gang can't understand Jiang Xiaobai's business.

Their large steel factory with more than 100,000 people in Longgang can also be ranked in the country.

When it comes to equipment, technology, talent... in any aspect, is not better than Jiang Xiaobai's Huaqing Holdings Company.

Needless to mention that the original Huaqing Holdings Company, even the current Huaqing Holdings Company cannot be compared with Longgang.

But Longgang's annual profit is only more than 300 million yuan.

It takes 3 billion to earn so much money in ten years.

But now Huaqing Holdings Company can achieve Longgang's profits in a year of normal business profits, and then Jiang Xiaobai will do some other business.

Although these other businesses are a bit unreliable, each profit is very considerable, such as cans for airplanes.

Now this loan business is enough to make Longgang for 30 years.

"Do you have any expectations for the results in the north?" Zhao Gang said for a long time.

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head, not expecting it, but I knew clearly what would happen, but I definitely couldn't say that.

"Yes, who could have predicted it? Such a big country, how can it be dissolved if it is dissolved..." Zhao Gang was still a little moved.

"Yes, I think there will be trouble there, but I didn't expect it to happen..."

"Xiaobai, you are so awesome. I can't keep up with the situation. Xiaobai, you said that you can't spend so much money in your life.

I know you have ideals, but I just feel a little emotional. You said 10 billion, how can you have so much money..."

Zhao Gang knew everything, but he still couldn't help but sigh.

One hundred billion yuan, one hundred billion yuan, this money is considered a huge sum of money even if it is placed in the country.

What's more, it's your own.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't dare to show off, for fear of irritating Zhao Gang.

On the way back, Zhao Xinyi hugged Jiang Langlang, who was tired of playing, and looked at Jiang Xiaobai next to her and asked, "What did Dad say to you?"

"What else can I say? Didn't I take out a loan from the north before..." Jiang Xiaobai said a little.

Zhao Xinyi doesn’t care. It’s not like earning one hundred million or one billion, or one hundred billion.

Anyway, I can't spend it, but I still congratulate you.

On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, Jiang Langlang got up early and started wearing his most beautiful little clothes.

"Dad, Mom." Jiang Langlang ran to Jiang Xiaobai's room and knocked on the door.

"Son, why are you getting up so early?" Zhao Xinyi asked in a daze.

"Isn't my sister back today?" Jiang Langlang said.

"But it's still early now. My sister is back at noon." Zhao Xinyi said.

"Ah, okay, that's all, I'm hungry." Jiang Langlang nodded his confused little head. He called his sister yesterday. Sister Yin Xiaoyin said that he had been thinking about it in his heart when he came back today.

He hadn't seen his sister for a long time and kept thinking about it, so he got up early this morning.

"Okay, you go back to your room first, and Mama cooks for you." Zhao Xinyi said helplessly.

After breakfast, the family cleaned up Yin Xiaoyin's house, but Yin Xiaojun did not go to school.

It was almost noon when Jiang Xiaobai drove the car and took the family to the train station to pick up Yin Xiaoyin.
Chapter completed!