"Regret? Why? One month's salary is pitiful. Without your business, it would be difficult for me to survive in the imperial capital. Take the welfare housing in the unit as an example. If it weren't for your business, I wouldn't even be able to survive."
I don’t even have the qualifications.” Jian Fanghua, who was driving, was puzzled. In these days, making missiles is not as good as selling tea eggs. What if all the people are allowed to go to sea? Even if the TV station is a public institution, the amount of money it can earn is limited.
"Fool, what is your biggest advantage now? It is that you are within the system and can get to know more people. When you work for a few more years and get a higher position, you can seize the opportunity to operate all aspects of the relationship in place.
If you resign and start a company overseas, you will get twice the result with half the effort. Now that you resign and leave the company, will you make more money temporarily? What you have lost is the foundation for future development."
Jian Fanghua was very smart and figured out her current situation in an instant. If she didn't have such an identity, everyone would give her a smile wherever she went. If she really went to sea and lost her current identity, others would really take it.
She is treated like an ordinary businessman. When the time comes, it will be twice as difficult to succeed.
"What do you mean, use your current career advantage to build a network of relationships?" Jian Fanghua confirmed.
"Isn't this clear? The foundation of your future career will be in the imperial capital. If you don't think about it, what is the biggest difficulty when you are out of work? If you are an ordinary person, the biggest difficulty is that you can't find a pig's head.
To the temple gate. And what about you now? As long as you get to the local place and the flag is raised, are you afraid that no one will guide you? For you, making money is important, but what is more important is not to take advantage of your current position and figure out all the ways.
,Is the relationship straightened out?"
Jian Fanghua took Fang Zhe's words seriously, kept them in mind, and exclaimed casually: "China is a love society!"
After hearing this, Fang Zhe said in an angry tone: "Are you an idiot? As long as it is a human society, it must be a human society. It has no inevitable relationship with the system or race. As a human being, there are distances, distances, and distances.
It will affect people’s behavior and choices.”
"Are you bullying me for being ignorant? That Microsoft boss in the United States is doing such a big business. Didn't he start from scratch?" Jian Fanghua said casually, without any intention of refuting Fang Zhe.
Fang Zhe listened and smiled lightly and said: "This is the most disgusting thing about some people in China. He will not tell you who Bill Gates's mother is, nor will he tell you that IBM supports Microsoft with the intention of completely crushing Apple.
Nor will I tell you that Apple was not crushed to death, but it gave birth to new personal computer companies such as Dell, and it still teaches IBM how to be a good person in the market. By the way, in the future, domestic fantasy, Feida, and perhaps other brands will also
Teach IBM how to be a human being until IBM launches the personal computer business."
Jian Fanghua wanted to refute him, thinking that he was just bragging, but this was a classmate and a sponsor, and there was still a little ambiguity between the two. After thinking about it, she smiled and did not refute. Fang Zhe took this very seriously.
Clearly, with the same smile and no words.
Jian Fanghua's mentality is perfectly normal in the eyes of Fang Zhe, a reborn person. Not to mention Jian Fanghua, even Fang Zhe himself, before the arrival of the epidemic that "gods" used to test the human system, whether China could
Competing with the world's number one lighthouse, doesn't Fang Zhe also think that the gap is still very big? Will it take at least fifty years to catch up?
There is no need to do such a thankless task as persuading Jian Fanghua. The best effect will be achieved when she sees it with her own eyes in the future.
The post-70s generation is relatively miserable in the spiritual world. The impression of the world they have been exposed to since their rebellious period is that they are constantly being instilled with the power of the United States. This impression reached its peak during the Gulf War. The post-70s generation who were watching the news at that time were preparing to leave.
Enter society. This generation witnessed the disintegration of the Soviet Union from the TV news, and what they got from their teachers was a reinforced concept of the best of the United States.
It is difficult for this generation to imagine anything bad about the United States. In their minds, the United States is synonymous with paradise. What is even worse is that due to economic reasons, this generation cannot go abroad on a large scale to see the real America.
The information about the United States that this generation knows has been filtered, and even the negative news broadcast by Xinwen Network has been distorted into "the country is in dire straits abroad."
As a person born in the 1970s, Fang Zhe's only feeling in this aspect is - miserable!
"Two dinners today and tomorrow, appointments with two advertising companies respectively. Now I understand why you separated Yi and Feida to find companies to do business." Jian Fanghua was still immersed in what Fang Zhe said before about building connections.
middle.
"Well, now it's not easy for Didu to place advertisements on CC1's companies. It's not something you can do just by having money. Especially the advertisements for comprehensive channels. As for Biao Wang's, it's a separate matter." Fang Zhe smiled and acknowledged her.
statement.
"I thought you would compete for the bidding title, but I didn't expect you had no such idea at all." Jian Fanghua asked. In her opinion, Fang Zhe is not short of advertising money. At this stage, in terms of advertising effect,
CCTV is naturally the best.
"It's not that I don't want to, but it's not necessary."
The two communicated all the way. Although they had not seen each other for a while, there was no sense of strangers, but a sense of closeness. This was mainly the result of Jian Fanghua's deliberate efforts. After all, after living in society for several years, she had fully realized how to deal with each other.
Zhe's importance to her. Without the resources provided by Fang Zhe, she still did some basic work at the TV station and earned a basic salary.
The coat that Jian Fanghua is wearing is Yiren's new model, which costs more than 600 yuan a set. Because she is the actual executor of Yiren's advertising in the imperial capital market, the clothes she wears are free. Without Fang Zhe's support, she would not be able to get it.
Advertising commission, not to mention free trial clothing.
Fang Zhe also saw that the current Jian Fanghua had completely lost her original youthfulness and had become mature and realistic. However, this did not prevent Fang Zhe from cherishing the classmates' feelings between the two. As for other developments, Fang Zhe
Zhe didn't force it, but took the initiative to distance himself. After all, his waist is not easy now.
Several men and women were waiting at the door of a restaurant by the canal. When Jian Fanghua's Jetta parked, a young man came forward to open the door diligently. When he saw Fang Zhe on the passenger seat, his expression visibly solidified.
He looked at her for a moment, with scrutiny and hostility in his eyes. Fang Zhi had already seen this happen when he saw Jian Fanghua's urban modern girl style today.
So Fang Zhe opened the car door and got out very calmly, looking at the slightly uneasy expression of the man opposite.
"Reporter Jian, who is this?" the man asked with a smile, but Jian Fanghua said with a sullen expression: "You just came here uninvited, and you still plan to get to the bottom of it?"
After finishing her words, Jian Fanghua turned to look at a middle-aged man at the door and said, "Mr. Zheng, it's not kind of you to do this."