Chapter 549

In rooms 501 and 502 of Motel Hotel in Jiangling District, Huang Biao, the factory director of Blu ray electronic LCD manufacturing factory, and Wang Xiaodong, the sales manager, live respectively.

The two were relatives. After dinner, they found that it was still early, so they sat in the room and chatted.

Wang Xiaodong was under the age of 30. It was the time when he was most energetic. While smoking, he complained to the factory director: "the general manager Hong's shelf in the new century is really big. He didn't say hello to a meal after talking about business. Doesn't Hong Kong understand human sophistication at all?"

"Understand, too."

Huang Biao looked at the animal world on TV and replied, "it's just that we're not enough. He's too lazy to spend more time."

"Did you see the beautiful president Zheng today?"

Wang Xiaodong continued to ask, "I heard that she was in charge before the new century. President Hong succeeded in competing for power and profits. Now the electronic factory's surname is' Hong '."

"Where did you hear the news?"

Factory director Huang Biao is in his forties and knows more: "in the new century, his surname will always be 'Zheng', and Hong Shiyong is just a spokesman."

"In fact, it doesn't matter what your last name is."

Wang Xiaodong looked at the snow outside, and his outline was reflected on the glass of the window. He said faintly, "in their eyes, we are just a trivial supply chain."

Huang Biao played the white ash and didn't speak. He wanted to be respected and make money. Where is such a good thing in the world.

"Dong Dong Dong."

Suddenly, there was a knock outside the door.

Huang Biao thought it was a hotel waiter. When he opened it, he found it was not.

At the door stood a young man, wearing only a sweater and a down jacket on this weather. The down jacket was still open, with a familiar smile on his face, nodded and said, "is it Mr. Huang in the blue sky?"

"Are you?"

Huang Biao thought for a while and made sure he didn't know each other.

When Wang Xiaodong heard the news at the door, he saw that the young man was tall and there was a generous ruffian smell between his eyebrows and eyes. He was worried about an accident. He also walked over and stood side by side with Huang Biao.

"I'm Chen Hansheng of nutshell electronics. I'm a poor boss."

The young man smiled and stretched out his hand: "nice to meet you."

"When we went to the new century meeting today, we passed a construction site under construction."

Wang Xiaodong said quietly, "later, I asked, that's nutshell electronics, which is also said to be a big manufacturer of electronic products."

Huang Biao nodded and said he knew what he knew. He reached out and shook hands with Chen Hansheng: "I didn't expect the boss of nutshell electronics to be so young."

There was deep doubt in this sentence, but Chen Hansheng had a way. He waved and shouted, "brother Kai, it's your turn to play."

"There are others?"

Huang Biao and Wang Xiaodong looked at each other, but it was a familiar face. It was Li Xiaokai, deputy director of the new century electronics factory, who had just met at the meeting this afternoon.

This is a big man. He is the main leader in charge of technology in the new century. However, there must be something wrong with how he mixed up with the boss of nutshell and visited privately.

After Li Xiaokai exchanged greetings with them, Huang Biao and Wang Xiaodong confirmed Chen Hansheng's identity.

Chen Hansheng looked at the time: "it's less than 8 o'clock now. I heard that Hong Shiyong didn't arrange a dinner. I arranged a table in Jinling Hotel. Does president Huang appreciate it?"

Jinling Hotel is a five-star hotel. Wang Xiaodong's eyes moved.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. We've already had dinner."

However, Huang Biao thought it was not that simple. He was worried about complications, so he refused.

"What is Huang always worried about?"

Chen Hansheng smiled: "I just want to order a batch of LCD screens with Blu ray. Don't I do business?"

"Well."

Huang Biao thought for a moment. His eyes wandered around the faces of Chen Hansheng and Li Xiaokai. Finally, he nodded and said, "thank you."

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Out of the hotel room, he came downstairs. Chen Hansheng drove over and motioned Huang Biao and Wang Xiaodong to get on the bus.

"Land Rover."

After getting on the bus, Wang Xiaodong took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Huang Biao: "this car is very expensive."

Huang Biao: Xiaodong, what do you think they have in mind.

Wang Xiaodong: isn't nutshell going to order the display screen?

Huang Biao: if it's just business, then they are the father. Have you ever seen a father invite his son to dinner? There must be something fishy.

Wang Xiaodong: what are you afraid of? We won't lose 2-2 unless Chen Hansheng can play 2-1.

Look at this posture. If you fight, Li Xiaokai will be ignored directly.

However, there were no moths along the way. The four people chatted freely and soon came to the Jinling Hotel in the center of Jianye.

The grade of the five-star hotel is naturally very high. The magnificent hall emits a faint aroma in the air, and all the waiters serve with a smile.

Wang Zibo, who had been waiting in the box, saw Chen Hansheng coming, stood up and whispered, "Xiao Chen, I'll go back to school first."

"Did you eat?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

Wang Zibo shook his head: "no, the price here is too expensive. I'll just go back to the canteen and have a bowl of noodles."

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Hansheng pointed to the chair: "go after eating."

Wang Zibo hesitated: "will it bother you to talk to others?"

"No."

Chen Hansheng patted Wang Zibo on the shoulder: "there's something else I need your help." "OK."

When Wang Zibo heard that he had something to help, he stayed. He knew that there was a big gap with Chen Hansheng, and wondered what could help his best friend.

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During the meal, Huang Biao has been waiting for Chen Hansheng's request, but he seems to have forgotten this matter and is just gossiping about the development of the domestic electronics industry.

After dinner, it was only more than 9 o'clock. Chen Hansheng warmly invited Huang Biao and Wang Xiaodong to "relax".

"Forget it. It's too much trouble for President Chen."

Huang Biao refused again. The more enthusiastic Chen Hansheng was, the less down-to-earth Huang Biao felt.

"No trouble, it's right next to me. I haven't said anything yet."

Chen Hansheng pointed to Yingtai shuihui and walked over with Huang Biao on his shoulder.

Li Xiaokai left quietly. He knew what was in shuihui and he was not very interested.

Chen Hansheng nodded and agreed. Li Xiaokai didn't like the tone, but many people liked it.

Wang Xiaodong is a salesperson who runs the market. He knows these things clearly and has some expectations in his eyes. Of course, he has more and more favorable feelings for Chen Hansheng.

Chen Hansheng had already made an appointment. He reported the name of "Jin Yangming" at the front desk. After receiving the hand card, the waiter opened a secret door and led Chen Hansheng downstairs.

Wang Zibo had been to such places before, but he went upstairs. He didn't know what was going on below. His heart was "Dong Dong Dong" a little strong, but he was disappointed when he saw such a narrow staircase.

"That's it?"

Wang Zibo silently muttered, "the decoration is too bad."

However, after he really came to the bottom of the building, Wang Zibo couldn't help but want to praise "you can always trust Chen Hansheng!"

Looking around, rows of high-end chandeliers are shining brightly. The ceramic tiles on the ground are very clean. From time to time, there are cleaning aunts mopping the floor. All kinds of bronzes are placed on both sides of the corridor. Although they are fakes, they always have a little dignified atmosphere.

Young girls wearing high fork waist cheongsam and 8cm high heels often pass by them with a smile and bow politely.

Wang Zibo looked quietly. Each one was very beautiful. He was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't control his eyes, so he had to see if anyone was paying attention to himself before raising his head.

Not to mention Wang Xiaodong, the boss of the nutshell has really made a capital tonight compared with the places he has been to before.

At this time, the minister at the bottom of the building came to see his cards, smiled and led Chen Hansheng to a separate box with sauna, hot spring and shower.

When the four men soaked in the hot spring of "gududu", Chen Hansheng turned his neck and said, "Mr. Huang, I know that the new century has ordered 2 million goods with you. The deadline is the end of April 2005. I want to make a small request with you."

"What requirements?"

Huang Biao thought he was finally here. This is the most important play tonight.

"The shipment you gave to the new century was delayed until April 30."

The white fog above the hot spring is too thick. Huang Biao can't see Chen Hansheng's expression clearly. He can only hear a voice: "in this way, you won't violate the contract signed with the new century."

"What?"

Huang Biao was startled. Didn't he mean to be a Yin man.

Generally speaking, the supplier can only deliver goods in advance, which has deliberately delayed the delivery until the deadline.

If everything else is ready for the new century, we will wait for the qualified electronic LCD to come out of the pot. In this way, Hong Shiyong basically blew up.

Huang Biao couldn't help looking around for fear that people in the new century were eavesdropping.

"Huang, don't be nervous."

Chen Hansheng stretched out his arm and stirred the hot spring water. "That's why I didn't say it until now. Now everyone is naked. You don't have to worry about me with a recorder or something."

Chen Hansheng seemed to see through Huang Biao's inner thoughts and spoke comfortingly.

"Hoo... Hoo..."

Huang Biao was slowly relieved. He looked at Chen Hansheng and thought that the young man looked like a ruffian. In fact, he thought deeply.

"Sorry, we can't agree to this request."

However, Huang Biao refused: "if we do so, we will have no business with the new century in the future."

"What are you afraid of?"

Chen Hansheng said indifferently, "nutshell electronics can place an order of 3 million with you. In the future, Blu ray will be the same if there is a demand for electronic screens