As the news brewed overnight, the news of the accident in Dahuang gradually spread in a certain circle.
The news is doubtful, but many people speak with certainty as if they have witnessed it with their own eyes. As for the cause of the change, there are many speculations. The competition between Gome and Tesco is inevitably mentioned, and some who know the inside story even guessed that Dahuang
The president went to Shencheng to meet with Mr. Fang’s head-on... conflict.
Because, after that, Gome increased the pressure on suppliers and continuously cut off supply to Tesco. The latter also held a supplier meeting in tit-for-tat.
The intensification of competition between the two sides seems to be the result of Shencheng's view.
On the morning of August 3, Zhu Mengyi and his party arrived in Shanghai feeling a little tired after taking a flight from Yangcheng in the early morning.
Zhu Mengyi is 46 years old this year, and he is still able to catch the tail of his prime. Last night, he was shocked to hear that his wise brother had been in trouble, and he was so angry that he burst into his heart.
He made work arrangements almost without hesitation, booked a flight ticket overnight, and wanted to go to Shanghai to explain things to Fang Zhuo face to face.
How can anyone do this?
Do you think you are Brother Liu?
There are no rules at all!
No face given!
Zhu Mengyi had already called Fang Zhuo before, asking for mediation, and even made it clear that he would go to the capital to talk to Mr. Huang about the matter. He originally thought that it would be relieved if he could not shake hands and make peace.
Unexpectedly, within two days, Huang Xiandi would go in!
Zhu Mengyi received calls from his fellow villagers one after another and was still in disbelief. Then he received a call from Huang Xiuhong from the Huang family, and he had to believe that this incident had happened.
Doesn't this matter?
It must be managed!
As a fellow villager, especially a well-known fellow villager, it is not only about friendship, but also business cooperation. Moreover, in his opinion, this is not only because Fang Zhuo does not give face to himself, but also to the entire fashion business.
Mr. Dahuang is the most representative figure in fashion business nowadays.
In order to mediate between the two of them, the trendy businessmen with good reputations and good relations had a simple communication, and they all believed that there was no need to get too tense. This attitude was also passed down to Fang Zhuo.
What does that count now?
Falling out ruthlessly? Taking action brazenly?
Zhu Mengyi was full of anger from the moment he learned the news to the moment he boarded the passenger plane. Although he has always been the most low-key and trendy businessman, his character is not weak. He was already thinking about how to seek help from the big boss behind him.
However, the passenger plane is getting farther and farther away from Guangdong Province and closer to Shanghai, and the sky is getting brighter and brighter.
Zhu Mengyi's anger also slowly subsided.
This thing is a bit strange.
Is it really Fang Zhuo?
Is it worth bothering the people behind it?
Business is business.
Even if it is Fang Zhuo, he has not directly impacted him after all. Does he need to go to great lengths for his fellow villagers or even cause bigger waves?
Zhu Mengyi had a question mark in his heart.
Because, he was also somewhat unclear about who was behind this Fang Zhuo.
Half past six in the morning.
Zhu Mengyi's car convoy left Shanghai Airport.
"Dad, Shen Cheng is very beautiful."
Zhu Mengyi also brought his daughter Zhu Juerong with him on this trip to Shanghai. Because of his son's ambition, he has been deliberately cultivating his daughter's business ability in the past two years, and this time he also regarded this as an opportunity to open her eyes.
"Well, Shanghai is very beautiful and developing very well." Zhu Mengyi replied. Considering that this is not Guangdong Province after all, and Fang Zhuo is not a good person, he still took out his mobile phone and found the number.
Originally, he planned to come directly to the door like this, but now he thinks about it, necessary courtesy is also a business rule.
And with this thought, the anger that was originally labeled "Xiandi Chao Shang" completely faded away, and there were more and more thoughts about the boundaries of Shencheng.
Taking one step back, two steps back, or three steps back, turning pressure into communication is not useless.
Huang Xiandi has been in trouble. At the very least, at the very least, we can make him feel more comfortable inside.
Otherwise, there is a bitch like Fang Zhuo watching from the outside. If he is really so worthless, it will not be easy inside.
Zhu Mengyi was relieved of his mental burden and felt much more relaxed.
Even though this trip is quite representative of the trend of merchants, when I arrived in Shencheng, I thought about it carefully. If it was Fang Zhuo, if he dared to do this, he must have full support. He flew here overnight, compared to other people.
It is quite interesting for a fellow countryman to express his intention to quit.
The call was dialed.
Got through quickly.
"Mr. Fang, we need to talk in person." Although Zhu Mengyi adjusted his psychological expectations, the first time he answered the phone was a simple and direct notification, "In the morning, in Shanghai."
Fang Zhuo's simpler reply came from the phone, "You come."
Zhu Mengyi hung up the phone silently.
this person……
"Dad, can I say he's so cool?" Zhu Juerong next to him said this after holding his breath and listening to the conversation.
Zhu Mengyi sometimes feels that there is a real gap between himself and his daughter, who was born in the 1980s, and said seriously: "Is this the time to say such a thing?"
Although Zhu Juerong is young, his character seems to have been inherited from his father's. He answered very assertively: "Uncle Huang has already gone in. Is it worth fighting for someone who has gone in?"
"Short-sighted!" Zhu Mengyi criticized, "Tide businessmen have to unite outside the country. If there is no popular support, how can we advance and retreat together in the future?"
"Then why did you come forward, dad? Why didn't they come to see Mr. Fang?" Zhu Juerong was not easily persuaded and asked rhetorically.
Zhu Mengyi replied without hesitation: "This is not a fight. Why are so many people here?"
Zhu Juerong pouted: "I think it's the same. It doesn't need to be too complicated. It was Uncle Huang and Mr. Fang who were fighting. During the fight, Mr. Fang took out a knife. You guys who were watching thought that Uncle Huang might have been stabbed and went up to try to persuade him. No.
I thought Mr. Fang was so quick-witted that he actually stabbed me."
"Now, you are in embarrassment. Keep trying to persuade me. You are afraid that you will be stabbed as well, so don't try to persuade me. The swarm of people who came forward seemed so united before."
Zhu Mengyi said displeased: "Okay! They are fighting and pulling out knives. What a mess!"
Seeing that her father was really a little angry, Zhu Juerong wisely stopped talking.
Zhu Mengyi closed his eyes and rested his mind. Halfway through the car, he said: "Knives are controlled knives. No normal person carries a knife with him."
"Which normal person can be the richest man? Are there any normal people who can be the richest man?" Zhu Juerong asked again.
Zhu Mengyi glared at his daughter, making the latter silence again.
However, this is not unreasonable.
This Fang Zhuo looks like a psychopath and really doesn't look like a normal person.
At 8:30 in the morning, Zhu Mengyi and his party arrived at Hang Lung Tower after having breakfast.
"Is this the legendary 'Shanghai Henglong Street'?" Zhu Juerong exclaimed while waiting for the elevator.
Zhu Mengyi glanced at his daughter lightly.
Zhu Juerong quickly kept silent and respectful, knowing that his father was really angry.
The group took the elevator to Hang Lung 23.
Soon, Fang Zhuo, who got the news, came out from the president's office to greet him.
This was the first time Zhu Mengyi met Fang Zhuo. Even though he already knew that the other party was young, he was still surprised.
The tail that seemed to be still able to be grasped in the prime of life seemed to slip away from his hands in an instant. In contrast, he had already entered old age.
"Mr. Zhu, please." With a polite smile on his face, Fang Zhuo calmly invited the head of Hesheng Group to the president's office for a chat.
After Zhu Mengyi shook hands, he said "hmm", turned around and told his daughter and accompanying assistants: "You guys go to the reception room and sit down."
Even though Zhu Juerong was extremely curious about the meeting between his father and Mr. Fang at this time, he did not dare to disobey his father when they were talking about business. She could only watch the two people's backs being separated into two worlds by the door of President Yike's office.
She suddenly felt a little worried. This Fang Zhuofang wouldn't really put a knife in the office, would he?
"Sit down, Mr. Zhu."
"Please have tea."
Fang Zhuo and Zhu Mengyi were very peaceful in the office, and there was no sign of bloodshed in the office as the girls outside thought.
However, these two people are too peaceful.
Zhu Mengyi didn't speak after he came in.
Fang Zhuo was speechless after pouring tea for the leader.
The two of them drank tea in silence, seeming to savor the aroma of the tea, and both of them seemed to be still digesting Mr. Dahuang's incident.
After all, it was the visitors who broke the deadlock first.
Zhu Mengyi sighed: "Mr. Fang, why is this happening?"
This was not the first time that Fang Zhuo heard these four words.
Why is this so?
Too tired of fame.
He shook his head slightly, and even though he thought the other party wouldn't believe it, he still said: "I didn't do it."
Zhu Mengyi really didn't believe it, or he didn't believe it on the surface, and asked: "Is Mr. Fang going to deny even what you said?"
Fang Zhuo: "..."
Seeing that Mr. Fang no longer denied it, Zhu Mengyi shook his head slightly and said: "Mr. Fang, Mr. Huang is young and energetic..."
When he said this, he suddenly paused subtly. The word seemed not quite right, and continued: "I have had a phone call with Mr. Huang before, and we also talked about Gome's strategic layout, and we have the latest consensus on future development."
This was the call he had with Huang Xiandi before the accident.
At that time, the other party had already made some moves under the persuasion of fellow villagers, but they had not reached a consensus. Speaking out now was naturally to move closer to the direction where the matter could be resolved.
"Gome's development should continue to focus on offline home appliance chains, Mr. Fang, what do you think?"
Fang Zhuo was a little emotional and helpless.
Today, he doesn't mind being lied to and misunderstood, but he is also unwilling to take the initiative to use it to show his prestige and gain any benefits. After the incident, Tesco is destined to get room for development, and there is no need to use it in disguise.
Looking for the right words, he replied: "This is a good thing for Tesco."
Zhu Mengyi simply made it clear: "Mr. Fang, since there will no longer be fierce competition between Tesco and Gome, there is no need for individuals to be so tit-for-tat."
The knot is here.
Fang Zhuo couldn't control the development of Mr. Dahuang's affairs and couldn't agree to it at all.
He could only clarify: "I didn't do anything."
Zhu Mengyi's originally suppressed anger was aroused by the repeated denials. He looked at Mr. Fang deeply, without any anger on his face, and said slowly: "Mr. Fang, I am older than you. There are some words.
Maybe it doesn't sound right to you, but since I'm in Shanghai today, I can't help but feel unhappy about it."
Fang Zhuo resisted the urge to sigh and signaled that he was listening.
"We trendy businessmen like to make friends." Zhu Mengyi said slowly, "In life, there are always peaks and valleys, and there are always stumbling blocks. Who can say that his life will be smooth? It is always better to have more friends and a group of friends.
of."
Fang Zhuo smiled.
After he finished laughing, he said seriously: "Mr. Zhu, that's what I told Mr. Huang when he came to Shanghai to see me."
Zhu Mengyi frowned, and he could almost imagine Huang Xiandi's attitude and response at that time.
"To this day, I still say this, I am willing to make friends." Fang Zhuo said calmly, "But it does not mean that I am not worried about not being able to make friends. Mr. Zhu, you are here, and I will serve you the best tea.
When you leave, I will take you downstairs."
"If you think I can't get along with you, then let's meet again in the world."
"But I have to say that trendy businessmen are not trendy businessmen."
Fang Zhuo was a little unhappy when he was persuaded in various ways that day. Don't you have any wise men? Why did you just believe the rumors in vain? Also, I have repeatedly said that this is a competition provoked by the United States.
Tesco is a victim, victim, victim!
The early dissatisfaction, the series of misunderstandings, the useless clarifications, and the helplessness of being visited.
Just one sentence now.
"This is Shencheng."
Fang Zhuo did not avoid the gaze from the other side.
Zhu Mengyi was deeply angered. He was also a guest of a big boss in Guangdong Province, but today he saw the younger generation so arrogant in person.
He said with a cold face: "Mr. Fang, do you think you are the only one who has the means?"
Your sword is sharp, but my sword is not bad at all!
After hearing this, Fang Zhuo stared at Zhu Mengyi and made a decision in his heart at this second. He would go to Lin'an within the year to discuss the investment and construction of an ice core production line.
After Zhu Mengyi said this, he was shocked. Why did Fang Zhuo look so fierce?
He changed the subject: "But business has a commercial form, and we are never willing to make outside moves. Even if we can get a temporary advantage through unconventional means, it will be difficult to maintain it forever. Mr. Fang, this is what I say from the bottom of my heart."
Fang Zhuo was speechless.
Zhu Mengyi lowered his head and took a sip of tea. After all, Huang Xiandi went in. Being a guest in the boss's seat does not mean that he is a boss, and he did not go in by himself.
He said earnestly: "Mr. Fang, you are still young. I am here today with just one request."
"Mr. Zhu, tell me." Fang Zhuo looked at Zhu Mengyi.
Zhu Mengyi was a little embarrassed by this kind of gaze, and he said seriously: "Mr. Fang, you are still young, you have to cherish your reputation. I will just say one thing, even if something goes wrong with Mr. Huang, he will handle it according to the law before continuing."
Recruiting from outside will only chill everyone."
Fang Zhuo suddenly felt that Mr. Zhu was a little inconsistent.
He thought for a few seconds: "I can't control what happens to Mr. Huang. It's his business to break the law. It's not up to me to decide what happens to him."
"But Gome made a mistake by going against Tesco."
"I only care about Tesco. I only use Tesco to prove whose model is more correct and more successful."
Zhu Mengyi thought this was more or less an expression of attitude. Mr. Fang said that he had nothing to do, and that the off-board moves were enough. As for whether he could make money, that would depend on the Huang family.
"Mr. Fang, okay, farewell." Zhu Mengyi stood up immediately and was no longer willing to talk any more.
Fang Zhuo stood up without holding back.
He sent the group downstairs just as he said.
"Mr. Fang, stop, see you later." Zhu Mengyi got into the car and still smiled at him.
Fang Zhuo nodded slightly and watched the leader of Hesheng Group come and leave in a hurry.
He looked downstairs for a while and thought that now he could urge Deutsche Bank and Goldman Sachs. No matter what happened to Rhubarb, the original actions should still maintain their original intentions.
This chapter has been completed!