Cheng Anning, who was far away in Hong Kong, had no idea that someone was chasing her from a distance.
At this moment, she followed Zhou Lansheng to find Minghua Piano Factory.
But when the two of them looked at the dilapidated and narrow factory building in front of them, they were stunned.
"Uncle Zhou, this doesn't look like... it's still open for business."
Zhou Lansheng also hesitated, "Go in and take a look first."
The two asked the security guard, and learned from the security guard's somewhat substandard Mandarin that the factory was laying off employees recently. Most of the employees had left, leaving only a few people inside. They could go in directly to find the manager.
The two of them found the fat manager Xiang along the way and expressed their intention to come. The other party showed a very regretful expression.
"If you had come a few days earlier, you would have had a chance, but look... our factory can no longer pay wages. Almost all the people have left, and the old masters who were able to work have also left."
Manager Xiang's Mandarin is even worse, with a few Hong Kong words mixed in as he speaks.
Zhou Lansheng showed disappointment in his eyes, "Is there no other way? We sincerely want to cooperate with you."
Wave to the manager and ask them to find another one. Minghua Piano Factory has gone bankrupt.
Cheng Anning looked at the equipment around him. They were all complete and could start work at any time.
She took out the drawings from her briefcase, handed them to Manager Xiang, and said, "Can you take a look at this?"
Manager Xiang stared at Cheng Anning for a while, with a surprised look on his face. He clapped his hands in surprise and said, "Are you the one named Cheng Anning? You participated in the International Piano Competition, right? I looked at you
competition! What a pity that you didn’t compete in the end!”
With this relationship, Manager Xiang carefully read the information handed over by Cheng Anning, and his eyes widened even more as he read it.
"This, this, this..."
Zhou Lansheng struck while the iron was hot and said: "Manager Xiang, you should be able to see the potential of this piano. As long as it can be built, it can bring the factory back to life."
This time, Manager Xiang did not deny it, his green bean-sized eyes flashed, and he finally closed the document and said: "It can be reorganized. Now the factory is not short of machines, people, and investment. We want to make a fortune."
Manager Xiang turned to take out a stack of names and handed it to Cheng Anning, "Look, I'm going to give you a concert. The music scene in Hong Kong knows your name. If you strike while the iron is hot, you can get some tickets. Let's start work as soon as possible."
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However, Cheng Anning did not take it.
Manager Xiang didn't hear the response, so he was stunned and raised his head, "What's wrong?"
Cheng Anning stretched out his left hand, opened it, revealing the hideous wound on his palm, and said, "I'm sorry, I can't play for the time being."
Manager Xiang stared blankly at the wound, which was coiled in the middle of his palm like a centipede, forming a sharp contrast with the white and tender skin.
The list in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
"So, is this why, Miss Cheng, you gave up the competition?"
"Yes, so can we think of any other way?"
"This, this is difficult to handle...let me think about it..."
Manager Xiang held his hair with both hands and began to think.
Zhou Lansheng picked up the list on the ground and sighed softly.
Cheng Anning was very calm, with a calm face, neither impatient nor impatient. She seemed not to feel uncomfortable about losing her playing ability.
After a long while, he said to the manager again: "We can only temporarily attract investment. Use this to attract investors. Let's try it. Recently, many chambers of commerce in Hong Kong have held annual meetings. Let's sneak in."
"Hum, mix?"
"Yes, sneak in! Although we can't hold concerts, we can brush our faces!"
Cheng Anning:?
He looked at the manager, Cheng Anning, with bright eyes.
At the same time, Xue Haiming's plane also arrived in the port city.
As soon as you get off the plane, someone will come to pick you up.
The Xue family has invested in several new projects in Hong Kong City, which are considered large investments, so Father Xue specially sent his uneducated son over to see the progress.
To Hong Kong people, this is a rich second-generation young man from the mainland. As long as he serves good food and drinks, nothing goes wrong.
Xue Haiming glanced at his friend and said, "I'm quite familiar with this place. Do you want to help?"
Huo Yan nodded unceremoniously.
Xue Haiming immediately said: "Then you come and help me hold on!"
Huo Yan:?
…
It is easy to find a horse farm.
The largest racecourse in Hong Kong City.
Horse racing is popular in Hong Kong, and the horse racing culture has a long history. Most people in the upper class are good at horse racing, and some even raise horses themselves.
The party held at the racecourse is also called the Jockey Club, and it is a favorite way of the younger generation of gentlemen and ladies.
Today, the venue was reserved by the Xue family.
Many aristocratic families in Hong Kong City know that the Xue family from the imperial capital is generous and very good at playing. Although it is a new arrival, everyone is so proud that they come to participate.
Xue Haiming changed into his riding clothes and greeted everyone with ease. He was very happy.
Only this time, more of everyone's attention fell on the person next to Xue Haiming.
"Mr. Xue, is this your friend? Please introduce me."
Xue Haiming kept it secret and only said that he was his friend, whose surname was Huo.
"It turns out to be Mr. Huo. It's our first time meeting him. He will come to Hong Kong City often from now on."
A few people who were sensitive to the news immediately thought of what the surname "Huo" represented.
It's a pity that their enthusiasm was stuck on their cold buttocks.
Huo Yan's eyes were filled with frost and he had no intention of socializing, so those people did not dare to come up and answer him.
Huo Yan's patience slowly ran out, and just as he was about to leave, a burst of exclamations rang out.
"Who is this?"
"I've never seen him before. Whose family do you belong to?"
"So beautiful, like a star!"
"If you go and get to know each other, you'll know who it is!"
Xue Haiming looked over following the voice, his jaw almost falling to the ground, "Ayan, Ayan! Look! Your wife!"
Huo Yan, who was about to leave, turned around and looked over, and saw that he was wearing a clean riding outfit and a pair of riding boots. His whole figure was very sassy and bright.
She wore her hair in a high ponytail and revealed a bright and attractive face without makeup. As soon as she appeared, she attracted everyone's attention.
Manager Xiang, who was following behind, was secretly happy when he saw this, there was something going on!
However, when Cheng Anning raised his head and met a pair of dark eyes, he turned around instantly and started to leave.
Manager Xiang hurriedly grabbed her, "Aning, where are you going? We just came in!"
"Let's come back another time."
"ah?"
After a delay, Huo Yan had already walked through the crowd and walked over, with the corners of his lips raised in a sinister smile.
"What a coincidence."
"What a coincidence..."
Manager Xiang looked at the two of them suspiciously and said, "Aning, who is this? Do you know him?"
Huo Yan's eyes fell on Manager Xiang's hand holding Cheng Anning.
The sight was like it was on fire.
Manager Xiang immediately withdrew his hand.
Huo Yan asked again: "Why are you here?"
"I, I..."
Regardless of the situation, Manager Xiang handed over his business card first, "Hello, hello, I am the person in charge of Minghua Piano Factory. We have a project in our factory recently..."
Huo Yan interrupted directly, "How much money do you need? Just tell me." This chapter has been completed!