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Chapter 300 Core Competitiveness

Qiu Heng looked at his sister who came out of the bank with mixed emotions. Her thirty-year-old sister was still single and had become a thorn in the side of her parents' hearts. It was said that after graduating from a prestigious school and having a successful career, it would not be difficult to find a good husband.

The question is, in the United States, why don’t people who come from high-level positions know about the situation of Chinese people in the United States?

Don’t the younger generation know this, and the older generation don’t know it? The US military once had bases and garrisons in Dayuan. The Bald Party government really regards the United States as its biological father, so what? In the end, the Bald Party’s military base in the United States

Abandoned in the face of national interests, Nixon visited China and China returned to the five permanent members of the United Nations General Assembly.

Anyone who has read a few common sense books knows that the external environment at the national level is really determined by the range of mushroom bombs. If it were not for the deterrent of mushroom bombs during the Cold War, Europe would have been beaten by dogs long ago.

Got a brain.

The situation of Taiyuan people in the United States is so embarrassing. Being discriminated against is a common thing, so just hold your nose and endure it.

Under such objective conditions, it is too difficult for Qiu Xiaoyou, a woman, to make a name for herself in the United States!

Now I have to provide for my younger siblings to study. In the eyes of my parents and younger siblings, it can be said that it is even more difficult for my sister Qiu Xiaoyou.

Is it difficult? Qiu Xiaoyou doesn't feel it at all now, she just feels very unhappy. I have been thinking about Tang Monk's meat for two years and let others take a bite first. How can this be so clear-cut? Qiu Xiaoyou is first of all a face control, and secondly

He is a money addict. Mr. Fang has both, which makes Qiu Xiaoyou very obsessed.

There is no doubt that Fang Zhe is a scumbag. The problem is that as a scumbag, why don't you scumbag me? Am I ugly?

Qiu Xiaoyou is undoubtedly not ugly. If he is not a business partner, he will become a scumbag immediately. Fang Zhe knows very well that a woman can still talk about money if she is not a scumbag, but if she is a scumbag and still cares about money, then

He can no longer be called a man.

"Drive!" Qiu Xiaoyou, who was leaning on the chair, felt a little tired. It was actually very easy to redeem the prize and deposit the money into the account. The difficulty was that during the recent World Cup, cultural shirts were sold so fast that the checkout at the supermarket was a bit slow. Funds

Slow return affects the speed of making money.

Qiu Xiaoyou still came to see Fang Zhe, not to have some dinner, but to discuss future business.

There was no one in the living room, and when Fang Zhe poked his head in the kitchen, he felt miserable. The in-depth exchange was refreshing for a while, and he turned into a chef. Wu Mingzhu, who used to take the initiative to cook and show his virtuousness, now doesn't go out at all. Really, there is peace in the world.

Law!

"We've almost bought the shirts for the World Cup. Should we buy another batch?" Qiu Xiaoyou leaned against the door and crossed his hands, his tiredness clearly showing. Fang Zhe put the cooked beef into the casserole and closed the lid.

The fire was burning, and he turned around and said: "It's too late. There are not many people in the United States who like football."

"Even if the peak season of summer is over, what are you going to do next? I plan to explore the Brazilian market. There are more prospects for making cheap clothes there, but it's a bit messy." Qiu Xiaoyou has had this idea for a long time.

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"Yes, but I suggest you find an agent to do it. It's best to find a Brazilian in the United States to cooperate. There is definitely a risk, and it's not small. After all, that country is quite chaotic. In principle, you would rather make less money.

Safety is also required.”

Hearing this, Qiu Xiaoyou perked up, his peach blossom eyes bloomed and said, "Are you concerned about me?"

"Of course, you are a very important partner to me." Fang Zhe said the truth. The focus of his career is at home, and people like Qiu Xiaoyou are naturally needed abroad.

A little sweetness is necessary.

"I thought I only had Yun Jue in my heart with you." Qiu Xiaoyou smiled even sweeter, and the idea that he had almost given up before came back to life.

"How is the profit of the business here in the United States now compared to before?" Fang Zhe, who continued to express concern, saw Wu Mingzhu, stood behind and looked at her coldly with his hands folded. He looked at Fang Zhe with a murderous look, and looked at Fang Zhe slightly apologetically.

Sensing the change in the atmosphere, Qiu Xiaoyou turned around and smiled when he saw Wu Mingzhu: "Have you decided to move?"

"Why should I move? I live well here." Wu Mingzhu seemed to have forgotten what she said before. After her private communication with Yun Jue, Wu Mingzhu felt much better. There is no point in fighting for a man. Now she has to concentrate on studying and making money.

After all, Fang Zhe will be going back soon, and now it is a matter of temporary victory or defeat.

"The pot is on!" Fang Zhe turned around quickly to avoid being dragged into the battle. The beef should still be simmered slowly over low heat, and adding potatoes will make it more fragrant.

"Do you need help? I'm good at frying steaks." Qiu Xiaoyou came in with a smile, without any intention of starting a fight.

"No need, let's have Chinese food tonight." The speaker was Wu Mingzhu. After coming in, she squeezed Fang Zhe away and said, "Leave it to me."

The changes in things are unpredictable, and this is probably the case for women. It is difficult for women to become close friends, but it is not the case for men. When they are young, it may be a common topic, and the friendship between men is established.

Fang Zhe's greatest advantage is that he never tries to figure out women's thoughts. It's too tiring.

Yun Jue also came out, sat down on the sofa leisurely, looked at Fang Zhe coming out of the kitchen and said with a smile: "You are very popular."

"It's so outstanding, that's what I don't want to do." Fang Zhe shamelessly spread his hands to express his helplessness. Yun Jue's hand holding the coffee trembled, and she almost spilled a cup of coffee.

"The ball is in! Cool..." the commentator roared from the TV.

Yun Jue frowned and said, "It seems you have won money again." Fang Zhe said, "I said, this is metaphysics, and I am serious about winning money."

With a serious look and acting as if he were real, Yun Jue finally broke through and turned her head away from looking at him. The smile at the corner of her mouth and trembling shoulders betrayed her true mood.

The food was brought out one after another, and after the four of them sat down, Qiu Xiaoyou asked: "Can the cost of the four-piece set be reduced a little?"

Fang Zhe thought for a while: "The workshop in Jiangdong New District has been built and the workers have been trained almost, so the price should be reduced a bit."

"What's going on? Are you working on a piece-rate basis? How can you still get a pay cut?" Wu Mingzhu asked a little worriedly. After all, the old factory was mostly filled with workers from the Sixth Factory. Fang Zhe guessed her worries and explained

: "It's different. They are all workers recruited from rural areas in Jianghuai Province. They don't have basic wages, they only get piece rates. And the standards can be set lower."

After hearing this, Yun Jue immediately said: "Isn't this bad?" Fang Zhe shook his head: "There is no way, some businesses in China also make four-piece sets, and there is competition in the market. Besides, those workers, they have not made any money at home.

What’s the opportunity?”

Facing Yun Jue's disdainful eyes, Fang Zhe sighed: "Don't be like this, I am not a black-hearted capitalist, but helpless. I am under great pressure, especially now that I am making products with no technical threshold and core competitiveness.

It’s artificial.”


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