Some people's talent is to build relationships, and the refreshing-looking middle-aged man in front of me is this kind of person.
"Ge Mo, my name was Ge Shui Mo when I was a kid, but later I changed it because it didn't sound good. My old man is a traditional Chinese painter, and he hopes that I will inherit his career. However, he has been a teacher all his life, and I think there will be no future in imitating him.
I changed my major to oil painting." This guy seemed to be a familiar person. He greeted Fang Zhe warmly when he saw him, but he was not annoying.
Fang Zhe always had a polite smile, and after greeting him to sit down, he lightly interrupted his long self-deprecation: "I have already hid in the United States, and they can find me. I am really capable."
"Mr. Fang is really good at joking. Many people know where you live in the United States." He glanced at Wu Mingzhu as he spoke.
"Oh, you mean, I'm quite famous?" Fang Zhe smelled of a smile that was hard to come by, which made Ge Mo's smile become a little stiff, and he thought to himself: This
He doesn't look like someone who can't chat.
"I don't know about other places. In the Chinese circle here in Los Angeles, although few people have met you, they all know that you exist. It's that kind of feeling that you are out of reach. After all, the circle you belong to is too high-end.
"Yes, Ms. Wu should know very well." Ge Mo's level of flattery is not advanced at all. He may have been spoiled by the habits in the United States, which is too straightforward.
Fang Zhe also glanced at Wu Mingzhu, who shrugged and said with a smile: "There's nothing wrong with that. In the Chinese community, I thought about inviting you over during the party, but I rejected them all. I said you are used to keeping a low profile.
I don’t like to show up in public.”
"That's the reason. When he was in China, Mr. Fang was also a well-known entrepreneur in private circles, but he rarely appeared in the media. This is the biggest difference between you and ordinary entrepreneurs." Ge Moxiao
Then he caught the words.
Fang Zhe has a face that doesn't allow strangers to enter, and the smile on his face is fake. Well, flattery is useless.
Ge Mo is really a cruel person. He coughed and returned to his normal smile: "If you don't come to the United States, you don't know Mr. Fang's status. Although some people in the country have made money, they don't have much status in the United States. It's not like that.
Mr. Fang, investment banks like Goldman Sachs also want to give you three points of face."
Fang Zhe waved his hand to interrupt him: "Okay, let's talk about what you have to say, there's no point in beating around the bush."
Ge Mo sighed: "Mr. Fang, I am just a messenger, and I will live in the United States from now on. I understand the rules of this country. You can't offend the capitalists if you offend anyone. This has nothing to do with skin color or anything. You should be able to understand me.
Difficulties."
"Aren't you just thinking about staying in the United States for a few years so that you can go back to high-end and sell it for money? If you are really engaged in art and your works can sell for a lot of money, why should you rely on foreign countries to respect yourself? Don't blame me for being harsh. This is the reality.
If it's gold-plated on the outside, it's easy to sell. Nowadays, this is what people do. Some people in China still think that as long as it's made in the United States, it's high-end."
Wu Mingzhu couldn't hold back, turned her head and smiled. In the past, she was the same way. Over the years, Fang Zhe's tireless education in simple and profound terms, and after staying in the United States for these years, her awe for the United States was completely worn away. The main thing is
Here in the United States, rich people can still help others make money. Things like race and color really don’t matter.
Let's put it this way, even if Americans look down on you and discriminate against you, they will hide their arrogance when facing you. In the United States, no one will fight against money.
"Both parties can't afford to offend each other. We have to live. I won't hide anything in front of Mr. Fang. As for me, I received a temporary commission from others and asked to see Mr. Fang through Ms. Wu. I just wanted to bring a few words and ask you,
How far do you plan to play?"
Fang Zhe couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "This is interesting, why do I just play? All my actions are normal business competition. I want to establish the brand of Feida Computer. For this reason
The plan is to lose one billion yuan. When the market situation is eliminated, we will decide whether to continue to lose money."
Ge Mo's face looked ugly. He seemed unable to communicate. He could only laugh and said, "I'll make a call."
After saying that, he got up and walked to the balcony. He took out his mobile phone and whispered for a while before he came back. When he sat across from Fang Zhe, he smiled reluctantly: "Mr. Fang, it's like this. It's not easy to cultivate the domestic computer market. In the past,
Everyone has made money. Mr. Fang said that he would lose one billion, which is not honest. You will make more money from the stock price. As for me, I'd better tell you that if it's convenient, a friend will come to talk to you.
Interview.”
"It's inconvenient, and there's no need to talk about it. That's just me. I never do anything illegal or disciplinary, and I have no reason to be caught. Don't embarrass yourself. I don't want to see anyone right now. Yes.
People, you keep talking about business rules and business order. Just use these nonsense to deceive others. When it is your turn, you won’t talk about rules. I am a rule-abiding person."
When Ge Mo said this, especially the last sentence, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He no longer had the expression of talking and laughing in secret before. "In that case, let's say goodbye." Ge Mo was very sensible, and Fang Zhe was also polite, and stood up.
Delivered to the door.
After he disappeared, Wu Mingzhu whispered: "Is it necessary to be so stiff?"
"That's not what they were thinking when they stretched out their legs to trip me from behind. I'm the most annoyed by people like this. They like to do tricks under the table. I'm too lazy to play this trick with them, so I just push them over openly. Fight.
Strength, I don’t care about winning or losing. I only care about this breath. To be honest, I have to thank them for giving me this opportunity, otherwise it would be difficult for me to break the original tacit understanding and let everyone make money together instead of using price war.
way to hurt each other.”
Wu Mingzhu couldn't help but smile and rolled her eyes when she heard this: "You don't have any serious words. You are obviously competing for market share. You rely on your own wealth to bring down your opponents. I can tell you
Ah, some people have always thought that they are the ones who follow the rules. I am not targeting anyone, but the world has always been such a piss-poor."
Of course Fang Zhe knew what she meant, and shook his head indifferently: "Then let's play, no matter what, I won't lose money anyway. This is a business. Now that the company is listed, as long as the stock price keeps rising, they can't make too much money.
patterns."
"Aren't you worried about someone maliciously suppressing the stock price in the stock market?" Wu Mingzhu put forward another point of view.
"I've already said, let's play. If you really want to play like this, then just keep playing." Fang Zhe still looked like he couldn't get enough of it.
Wu Mingzhu's last effort failed, and she sighed: "You are growing up terribly now. My aunt told you that you were wrong at the beginning."