I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 697 "My Parents Are Pressuring Me to Get Married"

"Mr. Fang, she is my friend," Ouyang Shaoqiang quickly explained to Fang Qingye.

"Ouyang, did you tell the reporter that this is where I am?" Fang Qingye stared at Ouyang Shaoqiang, her gaze suddenly sharp.

"No, no," Ouyang Shaoqiang quickly explained, "I didn't tell her."

“I learned that you, Mr. Fang, were also in Hong Kong from an interview with Mr. Xin, the CEO of Zhiyun Technology. I guessed that you would also be staying at a hotel near Central Plaza, so I checked here one by one,” Chen Ziqing explained.

oh.
Seeing that Ouyang Shaoqiang also knew this female reporter and they had a good relationship, Fang Qingye gave him face.

"come in."

Chen Ziqing quickly went into the room.

“Ms. Chen.” Fang Qingye sat on the sofa and looked at Chen Ziqing sitting next to her: “You are Ouyang’s friend, and I would be happy to chat with you for a while about the things you care about, but you cannot publish them publicly, otherwise my lawyer will sue you.”

Fang Qingye's meaning was very clear: You can ask me questions you care about, but you must do so as an ordinary friend, not as a reporter!
this.
Chen Ziqing hesitated. Hadn't she failed to achieve her goal?

Ouyang Shaoqiang, standing next to her, quickly gave her a wink, "Aren't you curious? Ask away! If you don't ask now, you'll miss this chance!"

Oh well.
Let's keep some exclusive secrets to ourselves for now; maybe we'll have a chance to reveal them later?
Chen Ziqing's mind raced, and a professional smile appeared on her face: "Mr. Fang, Mr. Chen, the CEO of Zhiyun Technology, announced that Cloud Ledger will soon be open source and free. It is obvious that he has your permission. May I ask what your purpose is in making such a decision?"

"It's very simple. Open source is the trend. To build a complete ecosystem, you must open source. Closed source is a dead end."

How did you come up with the idea of ​​having Zhiyun develop an enterprise distributed ledger?

"First, they have the capability; the commercial use of the SCP payment system is a prime example. Also, it was a suggestion from a friend of mine."

"Could you give me a brief introduction, my friend?" Chen Ziqing asked curiously.

"I'm sorry, it's a secret."

"Some say that the emergence of Zhiyun Technology's Cloud Ledger is a challenge to Western financial hegemony. Do you agree?"

“Cloud Ledger is an important attempt at technological equality. Its real value lies in providing more options and driving the evolution of financial infrastructure in a more balanced direction,” Fang Qingye replied with a smile.

This is the challenge.
A Tai Chi-style push-hands response.

It's watertight.
"People find you very mysterious. Can you introduce yourself?" Chen Ziqing asked in a different way.

Fang Qingye chuckled: "There's nothing mysterious about it. I am the president of Jinghai Bank in Jiangsu Province, which is my main position and the focus of my work. As for other companies, such as Ele.me, Tuofang Fund, and Zhiyun Technology, they are mainly operated by their senior management teams. I only occasionally inquire about them."

"So what is your biggest hobby?"

"Fishing? If you like fishing, I can chat with you for a while," Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"Sorry, I don't know how to fish."

"What a pity. You've truly missed the joy of fishing: the anticipation of casting the line—it's more exciting than opening a blind box, after all, the fish in the water really does curse! The struggle of playing the fish—a tug-of-war with a five-pound wild philosopher. And on the way home—even though you came away empty-handed, you still brag to your fishing buddies, 'Today the bait was so good even the river god praised it, haha!'"

Fang Qingye spoke with great enthusiasm, while Chen Ziqing secretly groaned in dismay.

If this were an interview, it would be a complete failure.

If this is a chat between friends, then it'll be awkward.
Just then, Yue Kai, who was standing next to Fang Qingye, pointed to the watch on his wrist, indicating that it was time to head to the airport.

"I'm sorry, we got so caught up in our conversation that we lost track of time," Fang Qingye apologized. "I have to catch my flight."

"Okay, sorry to bother you." Chen Ziqing stood up tactfully. "Come to the mainland with Ouyang sometime, I'll treat you to fishing and tea." Fang Qingye said goodbye politely.

"Thank you, thank you," Chen Ziqing quickly replied.

I definitely have to go to the mainland!
Before the interview, she searched for keywords related to Aoba on Google and Baidu and found very little news about him, and there were no interviews with him at all!
She became increasingly interested in this unassuming man, which was a huge treasure for a reporter.
This was just a minor incident for Fang Qingye. She boarded the plane to Yanjing and arrived at her destination at 9:30 pm.

Fang Qingye didn't have anyone pick him up at the airport. He and Yue Kai dragged their suitcases to the waiting hall and saw a girl wearing a camel wool coat, straight-leg jeans, and Chelsea boots with her hands in her pockets looking at him.

Yellow peach.

"Why are you here? I didn't tell you I was on this flight," Fang Qingye said, somewhat puzzled.

Huang Tao looked at Yue Kai beside her and said, "I asked him."

Yue Kai quickly gave him an innocent look.

That means, boss, I definitely wouldn't tell anyone else if they asked me, but if Peach Girl asks me, would I dare not tell her?!
Fang Qingye didn't ask any more questions. She followed Huang Tao out of the waiting hall to the parking lot, got into a black Mercedes-Benz 500, and drove towards the city.

Huang Hua and Mei Duo's wedding was held at the Yanjing VIP Building Hotel, so Fang Qingye also booked a room there.

After settling in, Huang Tao said to the two of them, "You haven't eaten yet, have you? Let me treat you to a meal."

"Miss Huang, you and the boss go ahead, I'm not hungry," Yue Kai quickly said.

He realized that Huang Tao had specifically sought out Fang Qingye today because she had something to say, and there were some things he'd better not hear.

Huang Tao didn't insist, and went downstairs with Fang Qingye. Outside was the wide Chang'an Avenue.

On an autumn night, Chang'an Avenue is ablaze with car headlights like a river and building shadows like a forest. The ginkgo leaves along the street have turned yellow, gleaming softly under the lights.

"What would you like to eat?" Huang Tao asked.

"what ever."

"How about we have some Beijing-style fried noodles? I know a good one nearby, I'll take you there."

"Okay."

The two wandered into Dongjiaomin Lane, where Fang Qingye saw a noodle shop with warm lights on under an old locust tree.

"I used to eat at this noodle shop all the time when I was a kid. It was so delicious!" Huang Tao said enthusiastically. Fang Qingye followed the girl into the noodle shop, which had only four wooden tables. The vinegar bottles were covered in grease.

After sitting down, they ordered two bowls of Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste). Not long after, the noodle shop owner brought over two steaming bowls of Zhajiangmian, and the two of them ate heartily.

This Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste) is really good. The noodles are chewy, and the sauce made with fried pork belly is savory and rich. The side dishes such as cucumber shreds and radish shreds are crisp and refreshing. Fang Qingye ate it with great relish.

"How are Huang Hua's wedding preparations going?" he asked while eating.

"Everything is ready. We didn't invite many people; they're mostly relatives and friends. There's no need to make a fuss."

"I understand." Fang Qingye nodded.

When you reach a certain level of status, being low-key and modest becomes paramount. Those who throw lavish parties with dozens of luxury cars and hundreds of guests, wanting the whole world to know, are basically nouveau riche.

"My parents are pressuring me to get married," Huang Tao suddenly said.

(End of this chapter)