After He Duangong and his aunt got married, Sheng Chuncheng still went to Qingyin Lane to give him a massage once a week. However, here, Sheng Chuncheng could no longer see Brother Dong and Tiao'er. On the opposite side, there was already a renter.
Guests have moved in.
In addition to going to Qingyin Lane, Sheng Chuncheng also takes time to go to Bilan Company once a week. There is actually nothing to do when he goes there. He just listens to Brother Dong scolding people and talks about his reasoning. Of course, as a military advisor, he sometimes
I will still give Brother Dong some advice on the management of the company, especially on system construction. If he doesn’t understand, he will turn around and ask Professor Zheng.
Professor Zheng seems to be very interested in the matter of Bilan, and is studying it as an example. She thinks highly of Brother Dong and often praises his folk wisdom. Some of the ideas he has come up with seem simple and crude, but
It's much more effective than what's in the books. This is down-to-earth management, which seems to coincide with her statement that the company is a local specialty.
Of all management systems, there is only the most suitable one for an enterprise. There is no best. The most suitable management system, and then combined with the laws and regulations of the country, is like dancing with shackles, and those who can dance with shackles.
They are all dancing masters, don’t ask where they come from.
Professor Zheng and Sheng Chuncheng said this.
Sheng Chuncheng thought about it. What kind of management system in books can control the large number of heroes who don't know a few words under Brother Dong? It really can only rely on Brother Dong's reputation and reasoning skills.
Bilan Company's current business, in one word, can be said to be booming. Their sales scope has expanded to more than 20 countries in Central Asia, Southeast Asia and Africa. Dong Ge is already working with brothers in Shanghai and Ningbo.
We are discussing and preparing to expand the business of collecting used clothes to these two cities.
In Brother Dong's office, there is a large map of the world. Every time their old clothes are sold to a country, Brother Dong will put a small red flag in that country. When Sheng Chuncheng goes there, Brother Dong often
It's a pity, he said, it's a pity that you can't see it, otherwise I would let you see how beautiful this map is now. Looking at it is more comfortable than looking at the map.
Brother Dong often stood up, stood in front of the map, tapped the map with his fingers, and said to Sheng Chuncheng and the others:
"America, look, you see, this is beauty, America, reasoning says this, when, we, we do our business to this, here, we will be successful."
Sheng Chuncheng laughed and asked, "Do you want to sell your used clothes to the United States?"
Brother Dong said yes, don’t worry Sekuan, there are also poor people in the United States, and they also want to buy cheap clothes.
Sheng Chuncheng continued to laugh.
"To be honest, I have a friend who used to sell A-grade goods on Xiangyang Road in Shanghai in the old days. Americans and British people like to come here to buy A-grade goods the most.
Take it back, buy it, it’s a lot, that’s what reasoning says.” Brother Dong was afraid that Sheng Chuncheng wouldn’t believe it, so he told him.
Tiaoer testified that, yes, those international students from the Academy of Fine Arts and Zhejiang University also like to go to Huanbei to buy A-grade goods. If they buy them back and give them away, they will gain face.
Someone else said that an old man from Yiwu he knew shipped full containers of fake Nikes to Mexico, and then smuggled them into the United States from Mexico. It was like drug trafficking, and the business was still very good.
Well, it doesn't matter whether they can finally sell the used clothes to the United States. As long as they watch their business grow bigger day by day, Shengchun Cheng is very happy for Brother Dong and the others.
Another thing that makes Sheng Chuncheng happy is that Chief Yu Dongyu and Yu Dazi can finally perform on stage. The performance will be at the Hangcheng Grand Theater. Yu Dazi sent Sheng Chuncheng a WeChat message and asked him to go directly to the theater without a ticket.
Use the ticket vending machine to get tickets with the ticket code.
Ding Huamei and Sheng Chuncheng were very excited. This was their first time going to the Hangzhou Grand Theater, and it was such a pretentious thing as going to a concert. Although they knew nothing about classical music, the music played that day, from the name of the composer,
Even the title of the music is completely unfamiliar to them, but what does it matter, regardless of what it plays.
For Ding Huamei, as long as he can enter the moon-shaped theater in Qianjiang New Town, then when he sees pictures of Qianjiang New Town in the future, he can brag proudly to others, saying that he went to attend a concert there.
When taking a bus and passing by the Grand Theater, you can recall again and again what it was like when you entered the Grand Theater.
For Sheng Chuncheng, as long as he could see the other musicians taking their seats on the stage, and then that idiot in a tuxedo walking up to the stage majestically, that was enough.
Their seats are in the middle of the three rows. They are very good seats. It can also be seen that Yu Dazi's status in the orchestra is also evident. It can also be seen that he attaches great importance to Sheng Chuncheng. Yu Dazi is serious about asking him to listen to his performance.
Sheng Chuncheng even thought that when the concert started, he and Ding Huamei were sitting in the third row, and Yu Dazi was on the stage. He would definitely be able to see them. This idiot might even nod slightly towards him. The whole theater,
Except for Sheng Chuncheng, no one knew that Chief Yu was greeting Sheng Chuncheng. Sheng Chuncheng became very happy when he thought about this.
The two of them were looking at the posters in the hall outside. Sheng Chuncheng couldn't hold himself back and kept urging Huamei so that we could go in.
Ding Huamei rolled her eyes at him and cursed: "Are you in such a hurry to buy meat?"
Sheng Chuncheng laughed and said, "It's not urgent to buy meat. It's urgent now."
Although he said so, if Ding Huamei didn't go in, he could only follow her. Wasn't he short of breath and guilty?
Ding Huamei had her reasons for being reluctant to go in. She also knew that the seats in the middle of the three rows were good seats for concerts. She had to wait until the audience inside was almost full before she went in and looked up.
I walked up to my seat and told everyone that I, the receptionist of a dental hospital, also came to attend the concert. However, the seat was still such a good one.
There were five minutes left before leaving the venue, and the audience inside was almost seated. Ding Huamei and Sheng Chuncheng then entered. There was a ramp to the entrance. From a distance, Ding Huamei saw that there were only two seats in front of them.
It was still empty, and as she was walking there, Ding Huamei felt that many people were looking at her, and she felt proud in her heart.
When she reached the sixth and seventh rows, Sheng Chuncheng grabbed her, and before she could react, he pulled her over. Ding Huamei was about to glare at him, but she didn't expect Sheng Chuncheng to move faster than her.
He grabbed Ding Huamei's neck with his hands and took her up the slope and out the door. Ding Huamei was so tight that he could hardly breathe.
Outside the door, Sheng Chuncheng let her go, and Ding Huamei cursed:
"Is there something wrong with you, Sheng Chuncheng!?"
Sheng Chuncheng's face turned pale, and he could only keep saying: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous!"
"Do you know who I just saw?" Sheng Chuncheng asked Ding Huamei.
Ding Huamei asked who.
"Wan Jiangang's daughter and his wife, their seats are four rows behind us."
As Sheng Chuncheng spoke, Ding Huamei suddenly lost his temper.
The concert couldn't be attended, so the two of them had no choice but to stroll outside on the balcony of the city, and then went home in frustration.
This night, Sheng Chun Chengdu stared at his Huawei phone. He was very afraid that the phone would make a "ding" sound, and a WeChat message came in. Yu Dazi asked him, brother, why didn't I see you?
Those two seats were empty all night. Isn't it too conspicuous?