Chapter seven hundred and seventy second embarrassed
I chose to celebrate the New Year in Hong Kong City because I wanted to be quiet. There are few things to run around here.
Things are different now. In the last few days of the twelfth lunar month, Fang Zhe was very busy and attended corporate symposiums. Leaders of companies that care about the company and big bosses of the company should still meet before the year.
With Fang Zhe's current status, not everyone wants to meet him, but when it comes to things, he really just pushes them away. For example, Fang Zhe didn't refuse Songjiang TV's cultural gala. He met Long Gang years ago.
We met, ate together, and expressed our apologies. After all, Fanghua Film and Television Entertainment had two artists who were going to attend the Songjiang Spring Festival Gala.
After running through everything that needed to be run, I returned home and prepared to have a quiet night's rest before flying to Hong Kong City early tomorrow morning.
A call came in, and the voice called out: "Mr. Fang, I'm preparing for the Spring Festival Gala in Songjiang. Thank you for your recommendation."
When Qiao Xiaoling made this call, she felt a little guilty. Since she signed the contract with Youth, she still had the resources she should have, and she was enrolled in a class to attend a professional college.
The problem is that the rules of the circle of senior members are relatively simple and rough. There may not be rewards for paying, but there will definitely be no rewards for not paying.
This is just like a doctor accepting red envelopes. If you don't accept red envelopes, some patients' families will feel uneasy.
Qiao Xiaoling's manager has been thinking about it all day, and the relationship with Mr. Fang cannot be interrupted. This is not a hint, but an explicit statement.
To be fair, Qiao Xiaoling didn't believe that the notorious Fang actually stopped stealing. No, it wasn't stealing. He was single and there was no need to steal. There was no relationship between the two, so she felt uneasy.
In fact, Fang Zhe had already forgotten about her. He was so busy recently that he didn't even react when he received the call.
Xiao Qiao on the other end of the phone was very nervous because there was no movement from Fang Zhe and she didn't dare to talk nonsense.
"You should, don't be so polite." Fang Zhe reacted casually and was polite, and Xiao Qiao on the other side of the phone perked up.
"It's a small thing for you, but it's an incredible opportunity for me. Songjiang TV is the best satellite station in the mainland, and it pays a lot of money. It's a good thing that many people can't do. You take such good care of me,
If I don’t do something, I’ll feel uneasy.”
Fang Zhe understood as soon as he heard this. It's true. Some things are really not something you can avoid as much as you want. The person who could only lick the screen in his previous life is now at your disposal. You can pick them up even if you don't want to.
Liar ghost.
"There's been a lot going on lately. You have to go home to celebrate the New Year. Let's talk about it after the New Year." Considering tomorrow's schedule, Fang Zhe still held back. Just those two long legs and the cooing voice, what if?
Went there, not a drop was left. Not to mention, Fang Lishu had already come out of the bathroom at this moment, washing herself and smelling good. If she doesn’t serve her better, what should she do if she calculates the wrong account?
Qiao Xiaoling was still a little disappointed and said: "Then next time." After hanging up the phone, Qiao Xiaoling sighed. She didn't have time before the year before, but she will have time after the year. It means that she is still on the edge. The inner circle, I think
Don't even think about it.
She actually feels good here in Fanghua. It's relatively simple. Just study when you study, and just film when filming. There aren't so many messy things. But when she returns to the senior staff, there are a lot of messy things to deal with.
There are too many things.
In the Mainland, there are not many artists signed by Youth. They are relatively generous in terms of resources and have a loud brand name. Most people will not care about the meat in the pot at all. They have capital bosses as their backers. As long as it does not involve official matters, basically
Flat trip.
The charter flight flew directly to Hong Kong City. When she got off the plane, Fang Zhe couldn't stop yawning. She really didn't sleep well last night. Fang Lishu's figure has not changed much, and her image is maintained very well. At this age, she can relax.
He did as he was told. When he was tired, he hugged her like a real human pillow with warmth, it was soft and comfortable.
It's not that little girls are bad, but little girls have many things to do, are sticky enough, and are not easy to fall off.
Well, without this awareness, you are not a qualified prodigal.
Fang Zhe feels that he has not yet reached the level of a scumbag. A real scumbag is the one who spends women's money to pick up other women.
The flight attendants of the airline have become accustomed to Fang Zhe's appearance. It's not that they have stuffed small notes into them, but they have no effect at all. After several times, no one is working tirelessly to catch big fish.
Taking a bodyguard and taking a special shuttle bus out of the airport is the treatment of a chartered flight.
After leaving the airport, Guo Yurong was picking her up. She had inquired about it. Yun Jue had gone back to the imperial capital, and Qiu Xiaoyou had returned to San Francisco. It was her turn to take the lead. At least that was the situation in the past three days. After the third day of the third year of junior high school, it was like a dog or a person.
Gotta get busy.
After the last meeting, Guo Yurong felt that his status had risen. In the past, Fang Zhe would not support him clearly.
Guo Yurong didn't know what the reason was. She wanted to find out, but she couldn't ask directly.
In the car, Fang Zhe also looked at the report. When he saw the laptop sales data, he nodded with satisfaction: "Well done, the market share has increased by another 5%. We have more, and we have fewer illusions. Determined toward
Move forward with the goal of killing your fantasy.”
As time went by, the longer he stayed in the business world and looked at the warehouses with power outages and fires on the news, the more Fang Zhe became dissatisfied with the fantasy. What have you been doing for a general manager like you? To put it harshly
, in the first few years, this company was able to sell tens of thousands of computers, which was really the result of the nationwide government procurement taking care of it.
After making money, you don’t want to develop in technology, but focus on assembly. Twenty years later, when you look at domestic companies, you will be pinched by the neck, almost breathless, and asked if you are angry.
Even Fang Zhe, a bastard with no feelings for his family and country, can't stand it. Being a comprador for three generations of a family is also a traditional performing arts.
Guo Yurong didn't think too much about it. As for your competitors, just do it to death. The logic of capitalists is that simple.
"The ones that are more competitive now are foreign brands. IBM is such a crappy thing, and it's so expensive to sell, but the high-end market recognizes this. Just thinking about it makes people mad." Guo Yurong's words reminded Fang Zhe.
IBM's laptop business was a loss-making business. At least in the US market, it was beaten by Dell. In China, a group of people touted it as a high-end product, but little did they know that IBM had been seeking to sell its laptop business.
"Have you heard anything about it?" Fang Zhe thought about it, thinking that because he acquired IBM's business and held high the banner of a so-called national enterprise, he was very prosperous for a while. Do you want to add obstacles to it?
"Well, I heard that IBM has the idea of selling its notebook business, and I imagine they are also in contact with it. Do you want to get involved?"
Fang Zhe touched his chin and pondered for a while, should he take action? How about making the fantasy game more difficult?
But doing so obviously made IBM cheaper, and I felt very unhappy.