Jiang Xiaobai slipped her son into the car.

"Dad, I was wrong." Carrying a small schoolbag, he sat obediently on his seat. Looking at the dark lines on his father's face, Jiang Langlang carefully admitted his mistake.

"Auntie." Jiang Langlang looked at Zhao Xiaojin on the side again, trying to get Zhao Xiaojin to intercede for him.

But how could Zhao Xiaojin intercede for him? He was just laughing and watching the little guy's jokes.

"Langlang, come to uncle. Uncle will intercede for you and promise that your father will not beat you." Mou Qizhong smiled and waved to Jiang Langlang.

Jiang Langlang tilted his little head and looked at the chubby man with a Chinese character face. He didn't recognize Mou Qizhong.

Mou Qizhong came to see him, but that was when he was very young and he didn't have much memory.

"This is your Uncle Mou. I hugged you when you were a child." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Uncle Mou, Uncle Mou." Jiang Langlang ran towards Mou Qizhong.

"Come, let uncle hug you." Mou Qizhong smiled and hugged Jiang Langlang for a while.

Then he asked Jiang Langlang to sit back next to Jiang Xiaobai.

"Who did you learn that sentence from?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"My classmate Liu Fatty, he always says this." Jiang Langlang said in a low voice.

"You just follow what others tell you to learn, but others ask you to learn?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"No, I just think this sentence is more powerful, so I learned it."

"You still have momentum? How many times have you said it?" Jiang Xiaobai asked with hatred.

If you have momentum, who can beat me? I have learned this saying, except when I am being beaten, I say it, there is a fart momentum.

"The first time, the first time someone hit me." Jiang Langlang lowered his head and whispered.

Jiang Xiaobai was a little dumbfounded. This is the first time I'll give you a slap. It's just the right time for you to do your best.

"Hahaha..." Everyone in the car laughed again. Jiang Xiaobai pinched Jiang Langlang's little face bitterly, feeling a little helpless.

"Don't talk anymore, do you hear me?"

"I heard it." Jiang Langlang nodded obediently, and then put down his small schoolbag.

Then sit comfortably in the seat. There is still a lot of space inside the business car and it is very comfortable.

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of Longcheng Hotel. Everyone got off the car one by one. Jiang Xiaobai wanted to hug Jiang Langlang and get out of the car.

In the end, Jiang Langlang refused and had to get off the bus by himself.

Jiang Xiaobai took his son and walked with Mou Qizhong towards the inside of Longcheng Hotel.

The food arrived quickly. Zhao Xiaojin was taking care of Jiang Langlang while he ate. Jiang Xiaobai and Mou Qizhong were drinking and chatting.

"Lao Mou, what's the matter with your sudden visit this time? Say what you have to say directly. There's no need for us brothers to be secretive..."

Jiang Xiaobai put down his wine glass and looked at Mou Qizhong and said directly.

"Satellite." Mou Qizhong and Jiang Xiaobai were not polite and said directly.

"satellite?"

"Yes, commercial." Mou Qizhong nodded and said.

“I plan to establish the Nande Commercial Satellite Company in Beijing as an operating platform for satellite acquisition, launch, ground applications, transponders, leasing and other businesses.

Then sign satellite launch agreements with foreign countries..."

Mou Qizhong talked about his plan, and everyone else at the table slowed down. Mou Qizhong was lucky, and those who could follow Mou Qizhong were all close to Mou Qizhong.

More or less, they knew about Mou Qizhong's satellite launch plan.

But the people at Huaqing Holdings were different. This was the first time they heard that a private company wanted to launch satellites.

This is simply whimsical, but Mou has done more whimsical things and has more whimsical ideas.

Some of these were accomplished, such as the canned-for-aircraft incident that was done in cooperation with Jiang Xiaobai. This matter seemed quite whimsical to others, but Jiang Xiaobai and Mou Qizhong actually accomplished it.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't speak, and while drinking with Mou Qizhong, he listened to Mou Qizhong talk about his plan in detail.

In Jiang Xiaobai's memory, this happened.

South Germany did indeed launch a satellite to a small country bordering China, and the launch was successful.

Later, we were still in the north, cooperating with some foreign airlines and launching some satellites.

But then it seemed that because of some things, it was sold at a low price anyway, and I lost some money.

Anyway, according to some reports, Mou Qizhong is so famous that except for making money from "cans for airplanes", everything else has lost money.

"Xiaobai, what do you think about this matter?" Mou Qizhong asked.

"I can consider it, but I need more information and a business plan before I can make a decision." Jiang Xiaobai said.

What if Mou Qizhong told him about the "plan to blow up the Himalayas"?

We plan to blast a 50-kilometer hole in the Himalayas, introduce the warm Indian Ocean current into the Northwest, fundamentally change the climate, and build the Northwest into a land of plenty, with an investment of 56 billion.

Or the "Northern Hong Kong" plan, which is to develop Manzhouli on the Sino-Russian border and build it into a "Northern Hong Kong" with an investment of 10 billion, which sounds completely unreliable.

Jiang Xiaobai definitely listened with a smile...and then refused with a smile.

But Jiang Xiaobai was still very interested in the matter of launching satellites. He wanted to hear what was going on before deciding whether to participate or not.

He is not a follower, he believes in "There is nothing you can't think of, and nothing can't be done." Once you think of something, it will come true.

"Okay, okay, let's do it tomorrow afternoon. I'm going to meet with people from the government in the morning. They also asked for an inspection..." Mou Qizhong said with a smile.

Jiang Xiaobai was also happy. Not to mention, Mou Qizhong was a popular fried chicken at this time.

Wherever you go, people will warmly welcome you, and maybe Mou Qizhong will invest in it on a whim.

"Haha." A group of people didn't drink too much. After three rounds of food and five tastes of wine, everyone left.

Jiang Langlang grabbed Jiang Xiaobai's finger and walked beside Jiang Xiaobai.

He had long been impatient with waiting and wished he could go home immediately.

Now I can finally go home.

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Jiang Xiaobai waved goodbye to Mou Qizhong, and then got into his car with his son.

Li Longquan drove the father and son home.

"Why, are you impatient to wait?" Jiang Xiaobai touched his son's little head and asked with a smile.

Jiang Langlang leaned his head on his father's arms, looked up at Jiang Xiaobai, nodded honestly and said, "Well, it's been too long. I miss my mother a little."

"Little one, if you are in a hurry to go back and play, it will be boring to stay in the hotel. Dad promises you to take you out and go home early."
Chapter completed!