Section 267 I have already seen through that little trick
In the school, Bai Hao was drinking with Tulihong.
Facing the peanuts in front of him, Bai Hao reached out for a spoon, but Tu Lihong slapped it away: "We made a rule back then that if you eat peanuts and build a bridge, you will be beaten, but you actually used a spoon, passed, passed.
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There was no way, Bai Hao could only use chopsticks to pick up the pieces one by one.
Tu Lihong then handed Bai Hao three newspapers: "Xia Guo Youth Newspaper, Xia Guo Worker Newspaper, and Zhejiang Provincial Daily. I didn't expect you to be quite talented."
The newspaper, Bai Hao took it but didn't quite understand it.
Tu Lihong took it and opened it: "The first copy was this one, which was published about ten days ago. Then the Worker's Newspaper liked it and reprinted it, and then the Youth Daily added a comment and reprinted it."
Bai Hao looked at the title.
A man-powered tricycle pedaled out a college student.
Then Bai Hao read it very seriously.
Tu Lihong was very curious: "Why, you still need to taste what you wrote."
Bai Hao raised his head: "I didn't write it."
"Don't be joking. This joke is not funny at all. Whether someone is using your name fraudulently or you are hiring someone to ghostwrite it, this matter is not a joke."
Bai Hao's head was shocked and he immediately said: "It's me, but I didn't submit the manuscript. Moreover, this is different from my original first draft."
Hearing this, Tu Lihong breathed a sigh of relief: "The editor will change it and it will be normal. It is not your vote, as long as it is your writing."
Bai Hao knows who it is, Chu Junlan.
I just didn't expect that Chu Junlan would write down a speech he made like a casual conversation, edit it and submit it for publication.
And it was even published in major newspapers.
Forget it, this is not a problem.
Tu Lihong handed over a Jinling cigarette: "Let me tell you something, how about moving Ben Xiaokang to Zhejiang Province?"
"Yes." Bai Hao nodded.
Tu Lihong was shocked by Bai Hao's casual reaction: "What I'm talking about is, what about Ben Xiaokang, who is known as a factory with ten thousand people, moving to Zhejiang Province?"
"Okay, didn't I say thank you just now?"
"It can't be so ordinary. This is a big deal."
Bai Hao smiled: "Old Tu, you are also a lobbyist. The real thing is not for you to talk about, let alone for me to talk about. I feel that the Imperial City must be moved away, and the Imperial City does not seem to be suitable for such a high density.
I don’t know about the industry or the Shanghai stock market. I can run it, but I can’t reach higher heights.”
Tu Lihong took a sip of wine: "That's why you need to study, make progress, make your mind higher, and have a broader vision. Let's put it this way, Lingnan East Province acted quickly. They have already sent people to the imperial capital. In the eyes of some people,
I thought Lingnandong Province was a bastard, and they took action while you were being targeted, but we people in Zhejiang Province are also very discerning."
Bai Hao smiled.
Tu Lihong asked again: "What do you think?"
Bai Hao nodded: "Anti-dumping investigation, this little bastard really thinks we don't understand, and uses this to scare people. They are younger brothers, and I can do this better than them."
"What should I say?" Tu Lihong asked Xiao Ben unexpectedly.
The term anti-dumping investigation is definitely a new term in Xia State at this time. Some people understand it, but ordinary people may not have even heard of it.
It was also the first time that Bai Hao expressed his position on the so-called anti-dumping investigation initiated by Little Japanese in the beautiful country.
Bai Hao said: "This kind of investigation is not something that the little Japanese is qualified to mention in the beautiful country. Even if the beautiful country initiates an investigation, there are three conditions: there is dumping of imported goods, there is damage to the industry, and there is a causal relationship between dumping and industrial damage.
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Tu Lihong wrote it down carefully.
Bai Hao pointed to the second item written down by Tu Lihong: "There is damage to the industry. It is not the damage to the little Japanese's industry, but the damage to the beautiful country's own industry, so it's nothing to do with the little Japanese. But there is another way. Possibly, the little Japanese initiated this investigation on behalf of some small home appliance manufacturers in beautiful countries because Best Buy has substrates.”
"Yeah, yeah, keep going." Tu Lihong memorized it seriously.
Bai Hao continued: "The next step is to apply for filing a case. The Ninth Factory has not received an official letter from the relevant unit of the United States. I even doubt that this case has not been actually filed. Besides, if we don't give us an official letter, it won't work either. There must be publicity and announcement. Then there is a time limit. The ruling will be issued within one year, and the longest shall not exceed one and a half years.”
"There is another iron rule, which is quantity."
"quantity?"
Bai Hao nodded: "Yes, I have calculated the sales volume of all the products I exported to beautiful countries. Unfortunately, this amount of money is not enough for dumping. Therefore, even if the case is filed and the customs declaration is presented, it will be processed directly. The investigation has been terminated. Anti-dumping is to protect industries, not small workshops."
"Please explain in detail, you seem to understand this quite well."
All right.
Bai Hao began to explain seriously.
More than an hour later, Tu Lihong memorized a book full of notes and read through them happily.
Finally, Tu Lihong asked again: "But even if this investigation is useless, Best Buy will not purchase your products, it is still a problem."
"Really?" Bai Hao smiled evilly, then picked up the 1982 Xifeng and drank it in one gulp.
Days seem to be back to normal again.
Make a noise when it's time to make a noise, make a fuss when it's time to make a fuss.
The effect of Bai Hao occupying a whole floor in Jinling Hotel is revealed.
It is impossible for the team members brought by Wu Qingdao to live in such a large floor, but it is different when guests come. People come from Pingjiang City, Lin'an City, and even Shendu and Qidu.
Those who come will stay at the Jinling Hotel during the talks.
Let’s talk about Jingzhao.
Xie Muning finally understood why the Commercial Department wanted him as an intern.
Her grades are not the best, her quarrel skills are second-rate, and her mental agility is much better than hers.
But, she has an advantage.
I once worked as a helper at Factory No. 9 and I understand the patent application process.
So, she was chosen.
I still work in my old profession, carry a basket of forms on my back, get on the train to Yangcheng, and then go to Xiangjiang to register a patent.
Inside the Ninth Factory office building.
Regular meeting.
Bai Rui flipped through the thick book catalog that was about to apply for a global patent, and looked at Fu Qiang, who was wearing a hospital gown and writing something in a small notebook.
Bai Rui stared.
Fu Qiang had four small notebooks in his hand, two black and two red.
Fu Qiang first wrote a factory name on a small black notebook, then wrote a few names on another small black notebook, compared them, smiled happily, and continued writing.
Bai Hu couldn't help but feel as if she was watching the railway guerrillas.
Bai Rui asked: "Director Fu, are you hiding something from us?"
"Ah, is there one?" Fu Qiang looked confused.
Bai Rui pointed to the small notebooks: "People with no means will memorize this, and if the color markings are obvious, we are not blind."
hey-hey.
Fu Qiang smiled and thought about how to answer this question.
Zheng Jianguo, who was looking through the data, raised his head: "It's not us hiding it from you, it's your son. So, it's none of our business, we just keep it secret."