Fu Song smiled and said, "How could it be? Chatting with you makes me feel like I'm sitting and talking. Many of your views are very inspiring to me."

"Each one another!" Liu Keli narrowed her eyes with a smile, "Your point of view has inspired me more. After I go back this time, I plan to write a review report in chronological form to re-examine what I saw and heard during my years as an IT reporter."

"Oh?" Fu Song suddenly became interested, "Do you want to make a fuss from the perspective of domestic IT industry development?"

Liu Keli nodded vigorously: "Use history as a lesson to learn from the rise and fall. As a journalist, you cannot serve the country like Mr. Fu, but I hope to do something within my ability for the development of the domestic IT industry."

Fu Song thought for a while and said, "If you need my help, please speak up!"

Liu Keli smiled and said, "Then I take it seriously."

Fu Song smiled and said, "I keep my word. As long as I can do it, I will not say anything."

Liu Keli immediately said: "Then I want to have an in-depth understanding of your integrated circuit industry investment fund."

Fu Song was a little surprised by her request and asked, "What do you want to know?"

Liu Keli said: "As long as it does not involve commercial secrets, of course the more detailed the better."

Fu Song suddenly remembered that she was introduced by Hu Qili, and maybe she was carrying some kind of task, so he said happily: "No problem, if you want to know, go find Old Man Shen."

Liu Keli burst out laughing and said curiously: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Shen Chongshan is your old leader. Why do you call him Old Man Shen at once?"

Fu Song laughed and said, "I'm used to it, I'm used to it."

Liu Keli hesitated for a moment, and finally asked: "Mr. Fu, have you ever thought..., well, if you..., your path cannot be understood?"

Fu Song shrugged and said, "I really don't know if I will succeed in the future, but even if I fail in the end, it can be considered as hiring landmines for the domestic semiconductor industry. Tresting landmines is also a contribution.

In addition, my investments have not been wasted. In addition to cultivating a group of talents, I can leave behind a few seed companies.

As the saying goes, the predecessors plant trees, and the future generations enjoy the cool. Although I don’t have much ability, I also want to imitate myself and be a tree planter in the domestic semiconductor industry. I don’t want to leave a forest, as long as I can leave one or two trees, I think it’s worth it!”

"Okay! OK! OK!" Liu Keli praised, "Mr. Fu, you said so well! I have thought about it. The title of my interview with you is the tree planter in China's semiconductor industry!"

"It's over." Fu Song was embarrassed and cancer was about to happen again, "Teacher Liu, let me tell you something heart-to-heart. I don't like to show up in public, and I don't like to show up in the limelight.

I originally refused to interview me this time, but I couldn't resist Lao Shen, so I had to bite the bullet and agree.

I can tell you that you are the first person to interview me, so, Teacher Liu, I sincerely plead for you not to exaggerate when writing reports, in fact, it is best to just hide my name and use an alias."

"Ha?" Liu Keli was confused, thinking that she had heard it wrong. It was the first time she had heard someone make such a request to her for so many years in the industry.

Now I don’t know how many people try their best to make various ways, ask for relationships, and even send money to her, begging her to do an interview.

Even international giants like ibm, HP, Microsoft, and Apple will send her a special invitation every time they hold an event in the country.

Mr. Fu did the opposite, not only did he feel reluctant to speak for his interview, but he even refused to let his name appear in the magazine.

What is this called?

Do good people and good deeds without leaving a name for yourself?

But seeing that Fu Song's expression didn't seem to be slandering, she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Mr. Fu, your request is really... it's really hard to do it."

Fu Song raised the teacup and said, "Teacher Liu, this little thing is just a small task to you, so help me!"

Seeing that he had said everything to this, Liu Keli had no choice but to pick up the teacup and touch him: "Mr. Fu, what I said alone doesn't count, the editor-in-chief has to nod."

Fu Song smiled and said, "Teacher Liu, you are too modest. In your unit, even the editor-in-chief has to listen to you even if you are a gold medal reporter!"

Liu Keli smiled bitterly and said, "You look down on me too much, okay, then I'll give it a try."

At this time, He Jia came over and said, "Mr. Fu, dinner has been arranged."

Fu Song looked at the time and said, "Teacher Liu, it's almost half past six, let's have a meal together."

Liu Keli said politely: "Mr. Fu, I have been troubled by you all these days in Mucheng. I will treat you tonight for this meal."

Fu Song smiled and said, "You are a guest, so how can you ask the guest to invite him to dinner? Let's go, if there is anything else, let's have a chat while eating."

Liu Keli suddenly slapped her head: "Mr. Fu, I originally wanted to discuss the interview draft with you this afternoon, read it..."

Fu Song said in confusion: "Didn't you interviewed just now?"

Liu Keli said laughing and crying: "I was just chatting just now, and none of the questions I prepared were useful."

"I thought it was a formal interview just now." Fu Song said helplessly, "Why don't you do this? The day after tomorrow we will talk casually like we did just now, without any interview drafts. What do you think?"

"Okay." Liu Keli felt that this kind of chatting actually made a lot of gains, so she took a step back.

Fu Song's office was on the 39th floor of the top floor. When the elevator was halfway through, he happened to meet Wang Yonghong, so Fu Song called him up to accompany him.

It is better for two men and three women than for him to face three women alone. The key is that these three women are pretty and he is afraid that he will not have the blessing to suffer.

Liu Keli had already met Wang Yonghong when she visited the headquarters of Vision Group, but due to time, the two did not have in-depth exchanges.

One of them graduated from Xi'an University of Electronic Science and Technology and the other from the University of Electronic Science and Technology (Chengdu College of Telecommunications Engineering). These two universities are two generals from domestic electronic industry universities, and they are no different.

Such two people gather together, so they naturally have many common languages.

Liu Keli soon started a conversation with Wang Yonghong and carefully inquired about the information construction of the headquarters of Vision Group.

After talking until he entered the private room, Liu Keli didn't let Wang Yonghong go, and pulled him to continue asking questions.

Fu Song was too lazy to bother. To be honest, this was the first time he had met a woman like Liu Keli who could talk to him. Since meeting in the afternoon, the woman's mouth has not been idle, which is comparable to a machine gun.

No, the machine gun still needs cooling time, but the girl's mouth comes with infinite circulation of cooling water.

I'm really a little scared!

I was idle, and Fu Song and He Jia and Feng Ye were chatting without a word.

Although she works in the same building every day, Feng Ye doesn’t have many opportunities to meet Fu Song, so she naturally won’t miss this opportunity to communicate face to face with the big boss and seize the time to report on her work.

There are also skills in reporting work. She knew that Fu Song didn't like to report beyond the level, so she did not report in a straightforward manner, but instead asked the boss to give advice in a tone of asking questions.

How could she be able to hide her little thoughts from Fu Song? However, he saw through it but did not point it out, and said a few words casually.

In general, Fu Song is quite satisfied with Feng Ye's performance since he served as the Minister of Public Relations. She planned and organized all the activities of the group in all aspects.

Contact government departments, news media, corporate image promotion, and press releases. Then, cooperate with the marketing department to plan product conferences and place advertisements, and cooperate with the legal department to do a good job in maintaining corporate image and intellectual property rights.

There are many things and complicated things, and small omissions are inevitable, but no big mistakes are made.

For departments like the public relations department, the biggest achievement is to make fewer mistakes and not make mistakes. From this point of view, she is competent as the director of the public relations department.

Of course, she has only been working for more than four years and has not had enough experience. Fu Song asked her mother-in-law Gao Yue to be a special consultant to the Public Relations Department, the kind who works voluntarily.

Gao Yue is currently the deputy secretary of the Party Committee and director of the Propaganda Department of Mucheng Vocational and Technical School. He is not too busy with work and is happy to support his younger generations.

Feng Ye has learned a lot from her over the past year. The biggest gain is that through Gao Yue's introduction, he has accumulated a large number of connections in the domestic news media industry, which is a resource that cannot be bought no matter how much money it costs.

"Mr. Fu, I almost forgot. Director Zheng Xiaolong called around 3:00 this afternoon to ask if our advertisement was ready."

"Oh? "BJ People in New York" is about to start broadcasting?" Fu Song was stunned. If Feng Ye hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten about this.

Feng Ye said: "It was said that it was premiered on CCTV at the end of this month, and Director Zheng was in a hurry to ask for a sample of the advertisement."

In general, when the TV series is sold to a TV station, there are only the main films. In this case, the TV station can decide which advertisement to play at its own discretion.

However, because the crew of this TV series was short of money, director Zheng Xiaolong sold all the advertising spaces to Xiao Zhumei and Fu Song when he was in the United States, which means that the advertisements were broadcasted by themselves, and the TV station had no right to interfere.

In this way, before the crew handed over the film to the TV station, they needed to add the advertising sample first.

"Then you discuss with Mr. Han, Mr. Fang and others, I won't interfere." Fu Song was too lazy to care about such small matters. Besides, this matter was not his own. The reason why Feng Ye told him was that he got the advertising space.

Seeing the waiter coming to add water, Feng Ye quickly took the kettle from the waiter and poured water into Fu Song's cup attentively, "Mr. Fu, please have tea."

Fu Song turned his head and looked at her up and down: "Little Yezi, you are dedicated to your carelessness, either a traitor or a thief. Tell me, what's the matter? Is it because I want to raise my salary, right?"

"No!" Feng Ye said with a grievance, "I am kind enough to pour you tea, it's fine if you don't appreciate it, but I also suspect that I'm uneasy and sad!"

He Jia rolled her eyes aside. Feng Ye usually looked serious, but she didn't expect that she would be even more sexy than herself.

Fu Song smiled and said, "If you don't say it, you will not have this store after passing this village."

When Feng Ye heard this, he quickly put down the kettle and smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, you really have a look of a torch. I really have something small."

Fu Song picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the tea, squinted her: "Say!"

Feng Ye didn't dare to be slow anymore and said quickly: "Mr. Fu, I want to build a TV station in our group..."

"Puff..." Fu Song directly sprayed out the tea in his mouth. It was a pity that he reacted quickly and turned his head to the side, but even so, it splashed Feng Ye all over.

Feng Ye was wearing a pre-white silk skirt today, but the hem was not high, covering most of his calves, so he didn't wear silk stockings.

Most of the hot tea that Fu Song sprayed fell on her skirt, but a small part of it still splashed on her calves and insteps, which made her stomp her feet and sucked in pain.

Hearing the movement here, Liu Keli and Wang Yonghong stopped to talk and looked here at the same time.

"Oh, wipe it quickly." He Jia quickly picked up a tissue from the table and leaned over to help Feng Ye wipe his skirt.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He Jia just wiped it twice and suddenly lifted Feng Ye’s skirt corner above his knees, revealing a piece of white thigh.

Fu Song sat in the main seat, Liu Keli and Wang Yonghong were sitting in turn on his right, but their eyes were blocked by him, so he naturally could not see this scene.

But his eyes were not blind, and he was amazed by the two white sections. Tsk, what a pair of well-proportioned thighs!

"Is it okay?" Fu Song asked hypocritically, but his eyes were honest and unceremoniously surfing Feng Ye's thighs.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Feng Ye pushed He Jia's hand away and put down his skirt.

She didn't think much about it, just thinking that He Jia was indeed here to help.
To be continued...