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Chapter 1104

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Of course, she also had her own plans. She was looking forward to her son getting married and giving birth to a chubby boy for her. That way, she could go home and take care of her grandson. Leaving the Li family would be justifiable and justifiable.

However, Gu Xiaohua was still unwilling to get married. He always said that his career was the most important, which worried her.

"Sister Jiang, Xiaohua is very filial to you. You don't have to force him too much. When the time is right, everything will come naturally." Li He understood the aunt's thoughts.

Sister Jiang smiled and said, "I hope so, Mr. Li."

Actually, she did not think much of it. If he was really filial to me, he should give me a grandson!

I don't even have the chance to retire!

"Sister Jiang, your salary is still paid by the Golden Deer Group, right?" Li He suddenly remembered.

"Yes." Sister Jiang was a little confused, but she still nodded. "It has been like this all these years."

No matter how well Wang Yulan treated her, she would not be willing to give her ten thousand dollars every month.

"You can look for Mr. Qi later. Your salary will be from him in the future." Li He decided to straighten out the human relations in the family. "Increase it by 30%."

"Ah, Mr. Li, that's too much." Sister Jiang was a little embarrassed. If it was someone else's family, she would have been elated. However, the Li family was different. They had saved her life.

Li He said, "I've seen how you've been all these years. This is what you deserve. Moreover, you are you, and Xiaohua is Xiaohua. Now that he is working for Xiao Quan, if he has the ability, he can stand out and help me. It is worth it for me to save him. If he doesn't have the ability, I can only help him this much. You don't have to be so calculative. "

"Mr. Li, you are right." Sister Jiang did not expect Li He to be so straightforward.

"Go do what you need to do." Li He waved at him, indicating that there was no need to say more.

He had thought that he could have a leisurely Spring Festival, but he had gotten into trouble before the Lantern Festival.

Yu Dehua was the first to enter. He held a piece of newspaper in his hand and hurriedly showed it to Li He.

Before Li He could read it, Shen Daoru was also holding a newspaper, followed by Pan Youlin, Huang Bingxin, Guo Dongyun, Laoquan, Chen Lihua and the others.

"What's wrong? Why are you all so flustered? "

He didn't even have the time to read the newspaper. He was busy greeting them.

Pan Youlin said, "Mr. Li, take a look at the newspaper."

"Hmm?" Li He looked at it curiously. In the end, he even scolded loudly, "Nonsense! What did you say, 'a civil bourgeoisie has already formed in the economy', 'the spokesperson of the new bourgeoisie'? Could he be referring to me? Something big is about to happen! "

The article also said that, with the development of the private economy, foreign capital economy, and individual economy, the civil bourgeoisie and petty bourgeoisie were further expanding in number and economic strength. The bureaucratic bourgeoisie and comprador bourgeoisie had also begun to sprout.

The best example was that there were already more than 5,000 people in the private sector who served as deputies to the people's congress at or above the county level. There were also more than 8,000 members of the political consultative conference at or above the county level. There were even 'private chambers of commerce', 'private guilds', 'investment associations' and other organizations of private enterprise owners in many places.

The final conclusion was that these people would eventually threaten national security.

He threw the newspaper on the ground angrily and drank a mouthful of tea.

Guo Dongyun said seriously, "Mr. Li, although your name isn't mentioned here, every sentence is alluding to you."

Li He asked, "Who wrote it?"

Yu Dehua shook his head, "I'm not sure. There's no signature. It was first a handwritten copy that circulated overseas. Later, some overseas newspapers began to publish it. Recently, it appeared in Hong Kong, Macau and Taiwan newspapers. They said that this is a new era's' dangerous talk of the golden age '."

"Bullsh * t." Li He said angrily, "It's all nonsense and far-fetched. How can economic development and politics be linked together?"

There was someone who didn't want to let him live a good life!

Guo Dongyun said, "Mr. Li, I suggest that you don't go back for now."

"Then what should I do?" Li He laughed coldly.

Shen Daoru said, "Of course you should wait and see. The current situation isn't clear. You should stay in Hong Kong for a while and wait for news from the mainland."

Li He said angrily, "There's nothing wrong with me going back, but if I don't go back, it'll be a big problem. Many people will think that I'm afraid."

As the richest man in the world, if he didn't even go home, what effect would this have?

Would it set a bad example for others? Would there be people who would follow suit?

No, this was too bad of an influence!

"Mr. Li …" Pan Youlin was anxious. In his impression, Li He wasn't such a reckless person!

Why couldn't he understand at such a critical moment!

"Yeah, Mr. Li, this is not a small matter." Guo Dongyun advised, "It's best to stay in Hong Kong."

"Stop talking." Li He had made up his mind. "Not only do I want to go back, I want to go back with great fanfare!"

No matter what, he had to go back.

After all, he was the biggest private business owner in the mainland, the biggest "new bourgeoisie"!

"Mr. Li, I'll go with you." Yu Dehua wasn't afraid. He was a bourgeoisie in Hong Kong. Even if something really happened, it would be after 1997.

"Sure." Li He agreed. He said to Guo Dongyun, "Tell Singapore that I agree to the Suzhou Industrial Park project."

"This …" Guo Dongyun was stunned. "Didn't you say it wasn't suitable?"

Li He smiled. "I want to tell some people that the more they want to mess with me, the happier I will be."

Everyone looked at each other. Since Li He had already made up his mind, they couldn't really object. They knew Li He too well. Sometimes, he was very assertive.

At night, He Fang looked at Li He, who was frowning. "Since you've decided to go back, don't be unhappy. I'll bear everything with you."

"I don't need you. It's fine." Li He pulled He Fang into his arms. Although he said he wasn't worried, he was still a little uncertain. After all, there were too many lessons from his previous life.

He Fang comforted him. "You didn't break any laws. What's wrong with the newspapers?"

Li He said, "You have to catch a flight tomorrow morning. Go to sleep first."

"I have something to discuss with you." He Fang nudged Li He, who was lying down. "Let's go back. Let the child stay here. I'll be at ease with the old man looking after him."

"Are you silly?" Li He patted her head. "You're making it sound like we're going to die. Remember, your husband is the richest man in Asia. Not many people dare to mess with me!"

Now that he was in a good mood, he suddenly became bolder.

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