Chapter 355 Supporting the rectification of the name
Yinfsz wouldn't make a fuss about how much he earns in China, but if he earns US dollars in the United States, that's another matter.
"The last time you transferred money out, it was for stock trading?" Yin fsz's thinking was still very sharp, and he caught the key point immediately. Fang Zhe nodded instinctively, then raised his head with regret, and looked at Yin speechlessly,
Don't dig holes like this.
"Haha, you still know that what you are taking is not a serious path?" Yin sneered and picked up the chopsticks and continued eating.
"Is it okay to repatriate US$50 million in foreign exchange at the end of the year?" This is another very sudden question.
"How much can I keep?" Fang Zhe had to ask, of course. There are regulations on foreign exchange management in China.
"Of course it's a normal share. Why do you need so much foreign exchange? Do you need to import so many production materials?"
Fang Zhe didn't say anything. He ate a few chopsticks of food in silence. He raised his head and said with a smile, "How about I get a bankbook for this money in Hong Kong City as a backup?" Yin casually smiled and said, "You capitalists really only think about your own money."
When it comes to interests and benefits from the country, you don't delay at all. But you are still young, and it is really inappropriate to ask too much of you. Let's not talk about it, let's eat first."
Fang Zhe, who had no appetite, ate a few bites of food in a hurry, drank a can of Jianlibao and put down his chopsticks: "I still have to prepare for going to the Imperial Capital tomorrow." Yin fsz put down his chopsticks and looked at him with a smile, his eyes full of expectation:
"The garment industry is a low value-added industry. Consider a high value-added industry. If it can be done, you are allowed not to have to repatriate all your foreign exchange."
Fang Zhe understood what he said. It was okay to ask for benefits, but he should figure out how his current treatment came from.
I went out and drove to a nearby ticket office, booked a ticket to the Imperial Capital tomorrow, and returned to my new home to pack my things. When I opened the bedroom door, I found Fang Lishu standing next to the bed, bending over to pack the bed. She was petite and curvy.
But not bad at all.
Feeling something strange, Fang Lishu suddenly turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Fang Zhe: "You are walking silently?"
"You are too focused, what are you doing?" Fang Zhe asked casually, but Fang Lishu blushed: "You left that day and didn't have time to clean it up. I took it to be washed and replaced with a new one today."
Fang Zhe took a moment to react and nodded: "It really needs to be replaced with a clean one. By the way, I will go to the imperial capital tomorrow to do some work."
Fang Lishu let out a little disappointed sound, supported the bed with one hand and looked down at her fingers.
"I will come back as soon as possible. I will leave the design style manuscript with you before I leave. You are responsible for urging the design department to come up with plans for screening." Fang Zhe said one sentence, which brought Fang Lishu back from disappointment. Some people in the industry commented that Yiren
The most valuable thing is the design. Last year’s survey results showed that counterfeit goods were found in nearly a hundred cities in China, and the trademarks were copied.
This is something that cannot be helped, the national conditions are like this. It cannot be changed for a while. In the initial stage, any industrial country started by relying on copycats, except the United Kingdom, because it is the birthplace of the industrial revolution.
"Don't worry, leave it to me." Fang Lishu became serious, but Fang Zhe smiled and said: "I got my driver's license, do you want to buy a car?"
"Forget it, I live not far from the company now, just drive the pedals. I'm not my sister, I want to save face."
"Don't keep the money in your hands, buy more houses." Fang Zhe said in a commanding tone, and Fang Lishu agreed without hesitation: "Let's go back and take a look, maybe we don't have enough money."
Fang Zhe smiled: "If it's not enough, tell me, I'll give it to you."
Early the next morning, Fang Zhe drove to the airport. Fang Lishu sat in the passenger seat and was responsible for driving the car back.
Before passing the security check, she hugged Fang Lishu and whispered in her ear: "You have to wash the sheets again when you go back."
Before the pink fist could hit, Fang Zhe had already run away. Fang Lishu stood there and muttered: "Flow is natural."
Although he was traveling in first class, Fang Zhe did not enjoy the privilege of carrying a small piece of paper with the lipstick number in his pocket. Regrettably, he could not help but complain that the novels were all lies, and cursed those who wrote novels to a dead end.
The person waiting outside the airport was not Li Ping, but her old classmate Jian Fanghua. After working at the TV station, this classmate worked part-time as a salesperson for an advertising company, responsible for Yuanda Company's advertising business in the imperial capital. A certain woman named Sun had been completely
Give up. In this regard, Li Ping also complained that Fang Zhe's answer was too unreliable. Then Li Ping stopped talking nonsense.
"Why did you think of asking me to pick you up at the airport?" Jian Fanghua looked unhappy. Fang Zhe stepped forward for a hug, but she pushed him away in disgust.
Fang Zhe knew that he must be dissatisfied. The reason was that there had been less contact recently. The specific business contact was also handled by the public relations and image team under the leadership of the office. This team was directly responsible to Fang Lihua, and the power was big or small.
Not small.
"What else can I do? I miss you!" Fang Zhe gave the standard answer. Only then did Jian Fanghua give him a satisfied slap and opened his arms to hug him. Jian Fanghua drove a Jetta. When he got in the car, he explained: "Taiwan
I specially borrowed the car inside. If you don’t let me do this year’s advertising, I will have to pay for the gas myself.”
"Isn't that right? You shouldn't be short of money? What are you doing with all those commissions?" Yuanda Company spends tens of millions on advertising on CCTV and several newspapers in the imperial capital every year, and Jian Fanghua can probably get 5% of it.
Commission.
"I bought a house. Didn't you ask me to buy a house when I have money? I borrowed more than 10,000 yuan for the house." Jian Fanghua answered simply, and Fang Zhe smiled after hearing this: "Take good care of me.
, the money for the house is yours."
Jian Fanghua squinted her eyes and looked at him: "If you dare to ask for it, I dare to give it to you." Fang Zhe hesitated for a second, lit up a cigarette, and complained about the air quality of the imperial capital, such as sandstorms, haze, dryness, etc., anyway, he was timid.
.However, this did not stop Fang Zhe from taking a closer look at this old classmate. Her work experience in the Imperial Capital made her a lot more mature, and she also gained a bit of temperament accumulated over the years.
Jian Fanghua’s house was bought in an old community within the Second Ring Road. In fact, it was not too old. It was a second-hand house ten years old. When she walked in, she saw that it had been simply decorated. Jian Fanghua took off her coat after entering and complained: “I’m exhausted.
, I have been working during the Chinese New Year. I am officially on holiday this afternoon, so you stay in the house for a while, and I have to go back to the unit to report that I have received you, the big boss."
"Go ahead and leave me alone." Fang Zhe entered the family's boudoir without being polite at all and threw himself on the bed: "I'm also very tired. I just want to take a nap to recover."
Jian Fanghua leaned against the door with her hands folded and did not stop him. She said calmly: "If the leader of the unit wants to invite you to dinner, what should you say?"
"No! Let's wait until tomorrow to talk about anything." Fang Zhe didn't intend to contact him at first, but after thinking about it, he still felt that it was necessary to contact him.
"Okay, you can go to sleep." Jian Fanghua took the car keys and left with a crisp energy. Fang Zhe didn't say anything, but he was filled with emotion in his heart. Society is the most nurturing place. In school
The innocence inside has been completely wiped out in just a few years.
I didn't sleep well last night and couldn't sleep on the plane. I was thinking about the profit and loss in my mind. Yin fsz's words gave Fang Zhe a big impact. The profits of the garment industry cannot be maintained for a few years. Can the Yiren brand last long?
How it will continue is an unknown. After all, once foreign operators of similar luxury goods come to their senses and pay attention, any difficulties may arise.
When the Yuanda Building is built, will it really be rented out? Fang Zhe has to consider the issue of long-term development in the future.
After roughly getting a clue on the plane, we had to find reliable people to help keep an eye on the Imperial Capital. Then Jian Fanghua came to the surface. It’s not that Fang Zhe is just interested in profit, it’s actually his starting point.
It's too low, and there are too few capable people who can be trusted. To be honest, even Fang Zhe may not be very satisfied with the team in Songjiang.
Of course, this is only now. In the next five years, large-scale restructuring of state-owned enterprises will usher in an opportunity to recruit talents.
When I woke up, I smelled the aroma in the air. I stepped on my slippers and came out. The heating in the room was very powerful and it wasn't cold at all. After solving the problem in the bathroom, I saw a new toothbrush that hadn't been unpacked yet.
He used it without being polite. After washing up, he came out to take a look. Jian Fanghua held her hands as usual and stood at the door of the kitchen looking at her.
"This dress is good." Fang Zhe told the truth. Jian Fanghua wore a woolen sweater, which has a very good fit. It has certain advantages in itself, and with this posture, the protruding part is more obvious.
"You only have a mouth, a pair of eyes and a little courage." After speaking, Jian Fanghua turned back to the kitchen. When she came out, she was carrying a bottle of Erguotou and a plate of fried shredded pork with green pepper and dried beans. Fang Zhe rubbed his hands:
"I'm here to help."
"Sit down!" The voice was unexpectedly domineering, and Fang Zhe smiled twice and sat down honestly.
One plate of peanuts, one plate of soy sauce beef, and then no other dishes. Jian Fanghua put down her bowls and chopsticks and sat down and said, "I'm sorry, big boss, my conditions are simple, so I'll just settle for a meal."
Fang Zhe didn't notice anything. He picked up the wine bottle and filled two glasses. He handed over a glass and raised the glass: "Let's go first, don't drink it. This wine needs to be drunk slowly to taste."
The two of them walked away, and Jian Fanghua, who put down her cup, took a breath and puffed up her chest: "Thanks to you, I have been doing pretty well in the past two years, both in the workplace and financially. But how can I say this?
Well, I also encountered some gossip."
"Gossips? Are they all there?" Fang Zhe looked attentive. He was really concerned, not with any impure purpose.
"Some people say that the boss of Yuanda Company is a sixty-year-old man, and I was hired by this old man."
After saying one sentence, Fang Zhe secretly regained his luck. He picked up the cup and took a sip silently, then put down the cup and smacked his lips: "Tsk! I'll go to your unit tomorrow to meet your leaders."
Jian Fanghua smiled happily and tilted her head: "Really? What are you going to tell our leader?"
Fang Zhe said casually: "What else can I say? Just say you are my girlfriend?"