November 27, Tuesday, the autumn air is crisp, the sun is not shining on your eyes, the breeze is not suffocating, the storm is far away, and flights can take off.
After Fang Zhuo confirmed that there was no problem with the work, he flew to Shanghai with his three partners.
Business class when arriving, economy class when returning.
The air ticket for the arrival was purchased by IDG, and the air ticket for the return trip was purchased by the Anliang Chamber of Commerce.
Based on this alone, Fang Zhuo felt that he should revise his inner understanding - he was flying to Shanghai with three creditors. These people could not be considered partners, they were too petty.
"Mr. Fang, is the market performance of M1 within the range you expected?" Li Xinyue sat next to Fang Zhuo. As soon as she got on the plane, she was concerned about the product situation in the past two weeks.
"M1 has already made zero breakthroughs. Kroger hasn't given me the specific sales data yet. I expect there will be specific receipts this weekend." Fang Zhuo said casually, "You don't have to have too many expectations for early sales. Advertising
It has just started to be launched, and the market needs to know that there is such a thing before they can buy it.”
Li Xinyue nodded slightly, this is the reason.
"Speaking of which, did Mr. Li come to Shanghai this time to visit some senior martial artist?" Fang Zhuo said with a smile, "I always feel that you are far away from your martial arts world. I didn't expect that there would be a double-flowered red stick sitting next to me when I came back.
It’s an honor and an honor.”
Li Xinyue is on the left, Fang Zhuo is in the middle, and on the right is He Hushan, the double-flowered red stick from Anliang Hall, and another person sitting in the row behind.
"Well, there is a Hongmen senior who missed his homeland and returned to China two years ago. Come to think of it, I have to call him uncle." Li Xinyue said lightly.
Fang Zhuo said "Oh", turned his head to look at the sturdy He Hushan, and asked curiously: "Brother He, what kind of name is Shuanghuahongguan in the world? I have seen it in the Xiangjiang movie before, where it was shot
Is it all true?"
"Anyone with a red stick can fight, and those with double flowers are the best." He Hushan didn't mind the mainland young man's curiosity and grinned, "If you meet a brother on the road in the future, you might as well mention my name -
—Black Leg He Hushan."
The flight was boring, so Li Xinyue also explained: "432 straw sandals, 415 white paper fans, 426 red sticks, these are the names in the club. If Mr. Fang has business in Xiangjiang in the future, we can also give him
Pull a string."
432?415?426?
Fang Zhuo became more and more interested and asked the eldest lady of Anliang Hall and Shuanghua Hongguan about the anecdotes of the world in detail.
The two people in the world chatted in a friendly manner, and took the opportunity to talk about the consequences of some people who failed to repay borrowed money, which was a shock to them from the beginning of the trip.
The transoceanic flight is very long, but the fighting in the rivers and lakes sounds really exciting.
Fang Zhuo chatted a lot on the way. When he woke up from a nap and entered the domestic airspace, he sighed with unfinished content: "There are so many stories in the world, some of which are more exciting than those in the movies. Brother He really satisfied my curiosity."
"Brother He's nickname in the martial arts world is 'Black Legs'. He must have very good kung fu on his legs. I wonder what Brother Fan is called in the martial arts world?"
Along the way, He Hushan felt that Fang Zhuo was a very knowledgeable person and replied: "Old Fan people call him Copper Pea."
Fang Zhuo was surprised: "Copper Pea? Why is this name so unique?"
"It is a copper pea that cannot be steamed or boiled, beaten or flattened, or stir-fried." He Hushan couldn't help but feel a little proud when he mentioned his brother Fan Xiong.
Fang Zhuo feels that this gang is quite educated, and Guan Hanqing's words can still be used in this way...
The flight arrived in Shanghai and prepared to land.
Before getting off the plane, Fang Zhuo mentioned Jianghu's reputation again and said: "Your names are all very prestigious. Our company is also planning a new nickname within the company. I'll think about it carefully and give myself a prestigious name."
He Hushan chuckled, feeling that this young man indeed lacked some respect for himself and others. His name was not random, nor could it be used casually as a joke.
The passenger plane stopped, and the business class passengers disembarked first, followed by the economy class passengers.
Fang Zhuo and his party of four, not counting him and Li Xinyue, the other two red sticks were wearing black suits and looked particularly solemn and untouchable.
But even so, someone suddenly squeezed in from behind to say hello.
"Mr. Fang, are you Mr. Fang from Yike?"
Fang Zhuo was carrying a small briefcase and looked at the stranger unexpectedly: "Who are you?"
"I am Qi Haijia from Pengcheng Feihong Advertising. Mr. Yu entrusted us with Yike's advertising in Guangdong Province and Pengcheng." Qi Haijia handed over the business card enthusiastically.
Fang Zhuo took the business card, handed his own over, and said with a smile: "It's such a fate. It seems that Mr. Qi has never been to the company, so he can recognize me? The promotion of Yike M1 is troublesome for you."
"I have seen Mr. Fang on TV and I will definitely visit Hang Lung in the next two days. My relatives also want to try making our M1 products," Qi Haijia said.
Li Xinyue next to him was stunned when he heard this. Have you seen Mr. Fang on TV? This person named Fang has also appeared on TV? Is he very famous?
The two exchanged pleasantries for a few words, and the people in line in front began to get off the plane one after another. However, for some reason, there was a little bit of discussion.
Fang Zhuo put down his business card and followed the team forward.
As soon as we arrived at the aircraft hatch, four conspicuous police cars were already waiting quietly.
Fang Zhuo was stunned and instantly saw a familiar figure next to the police car. This Lao Wang... I asked you to bring some of your own people. How can you create such a formation? You are working too hard!
Li Xinyue next to him obviously slowed down in pace, showing a natural and traditional sensitivity and uneasiness due to his status. The two double-flower red sticks behind him also hesitated to guess the situation, feeling that it was not meant for them.
Fang Zhuo led the three of them and continued walking forward without any hesitation.
Wang Fengyi saw the eye-catching Fang Zhuo beside the car and went forward with his friends in uniform to greet him.
Miss Anliangtang, Black Wolf He Hushan, and Bronze Pea Fan Xiong, the three of them had their hearts skipping a beat, and their throats were dry and slipping in unison. This... seemed to be directed at themselves.
Already.
"Mr. Fang, this way." Wang Fengyi and Fang Zhuo shook hands. It was hard to be too enthusiastic in public. Besides, the enthusiasm was not intimidating enough.
Fang Zhuo nodded and looked back at the three companions. Li Xinyue's rosy face was white, Fan Xiong, a copper pea, pursed his lips uneasily, and He Hushan, a black leg, seemed to have a little softness in his legs.
It seems that the two double-flower red sticks are still a bit inferior to Li Xinyue.
Fang Zhuo babbled at them without saying a word, motioning to follow him.
Li Xinyue looked at the figure in front of him blankly, then glanced at the majestic uniform, and followed his fate with two wilted red sticks. Was this a plot or did Fang commit something wrong in the mainland?
Qi Haijia, who was queuing up to get off the plane, looked at this scene in astonishment. What happened to Mr. Fang? Why was he taken away by the police?
Fang Zhuo and Wang Fengyi walked to the car and stopped. When he looked back, sweat was already pouring on the foreheads of Black Legs and Tong Wandou.
Are you calling me Black Legs?
Why on earth are you called Copper Pea?
You, Anliangtang, are going to follow me even when I come back?
"My friend, General Manager Wang Fengyi, happened to pick him up at the airport, which saved him a taxi fare." Fang Zhuo didn't bother to find any unique excuse, and he didn't know how Wang Fengyi managed to do this.
"Hey, get in the car and chat, get in the car and chat, brother Wang, this is Captain Wu." Wang Fengyi looked at the three overseas compatriots with a smile.
Fang Zhuo did not introduce the two parties at all. He looked at the car and said, "It seems there is no room in the front. Mr. Li and the two brothers should take the car at the back."
Li Xinyue showed a stiff smile and said with a trembling voice unconsciously: "Okay, okay."
Fang Zhuo greeted Captain Wu and got into the passenger seat.
The three heroes of Anliangtang, accompanied by their uniformed comrades, got into the second car somewhat tragically. At this moment, they felt like they were being hunted. What exactly was going on?
In particular, black-legged He Hushan was sitting upright in the back row, thinking about the chatting all the way on the plane, and felt a sense of regret in his heart. Brother Fang, I'm just a braggart, so don't take it seriously...
This chapter has been completed!