Wei Qingfan returned to the company before getting off work, held a meeting and re-discussed the afternoon meeting, which was finally concluded after 6:30.
He sent a message to Jiang Qinghuai, and then drove Zhou Li to the restaurant.
"Hello, uncle~"
When the two came to the box, Jiang Qifeng, who was chatting with his daughter, stood up. Wei Qingfan hurriedly said: "Uncle, sit down, sit down..."
Jiang Qinghuai also stood up, looked at him, then looked at Zhou Li, and said to Jiang Qifeng: "Wei Qingfan, Zhou Li, you know both of them, so I won't introduce them."
"Hello, uncle~"
Zhou Li also said hello and came to sit on the other side of Jiang Qinghuai.
Wei Qingfan sat down between her and Jiang Qifeng, but there were only four of them. In fact, no matter how they sat, it did not affect communication with each other.
"Uncle, you have worked hard during this time."
After sitting down, Wei Qingfan began to chat, "I can only leave this kind of matter to my uncle so that I don't have to worry about anything. But you don't have to run there all day long. It's too hard. Planning a strategy is enough."
“Without on-site investigation, how can we know the real situation?”
Jiang Qifeng sighed, "The area we can cover now is too small."
"Don't be anxious, take your time."
Wei Qingfan had already received the notice from Jiang Qinghuai and knew that Jiang Qifeng was here specifically for work. He was secretly relieved and his attitude became more relaxed, "How is the work of the foundation now? Is the situation of the pilot school going well?
?”
"It's not bad. Most people have little experience and have made many mistakes. Fortunately, there were no mistakes in the nutritional meal... Colleagues in the marketing department helped a lot..."
Although they don't want to talk about work, Wei Qingfan and Jiang Qifeng have nothing to talk about besides work, and even if they do, they don't dare to talk about it - such as talking about Jiang Qinghuai - in this case, it is better to talk about work.
Fortunately, there were Jiang Qinghuai and Zhou Li, who could help distract the conversation. Soon the food came one after another, and the four of them chatted while eating.
Jiang Qifeng asked about Jiang Qinghuai's roommates. Zhou Li answered them one by one and learned that she already had a boyfriend. He was Wei Qingfan's classmate and current colleague. Jiang Qifeng said to his daughter, "You should hurry up."
, Work is work, and you have to keep your personal issues in mind.”
Before Jiang Qinghuai had time to speak, he saw a smile on his father's face and said to Wei Qingfan and Zhou Li: "You are all classmates, and now you work in the same company. There are so many people in the company, and there must be a lot of young talents... You too
Help her think about it and introduce her to someone suitable."
The smile on Zhou Li's face was a little stiff and she peeked at Wei Qingfan.
Wei Qingfan smiled as usual and said: "Uncle, don't worry, she doesn't really care about it. If there is a suitable one, she will reach out and grab it."
When Jiang Qinghuai heard what he said, it seemed that he was reaching out to grab him. He couldn't help but feel ashamed and kicked him under the table.
"I hope so."
Jiang Qifeng sighed and asked again: "I heard that your wife is pregnant?"
"right."
Wei Qingfan smiled and nodded, "It's been almost five months."
"Good thing, add some imports."
Jiang Qifeng said with a smile. He turned to look at his daughter and saw that she also had a smile on her face. She seemed to have put down something to worry about. The smile on her face became more obvious and she said in the tone of an elder: "Take good care of her.
Girls need others to take care of them at this stage."
"Well, my mother even came here specially..."
Wei Qingfan briefly introduced the situation at home without talking too much, so as not to make mistakes if he said too much, and asked Jiang Qifeng the reason for coming here this time.
Jiang Qifeng thought for a while and said: "The funds of the foundation are not enough, and the manpower is not enough. I would like to apply for more... In addition, I have investigated several areas and have some immature ideas and plans.
"
He was already prepared and took out a document from his briefcase.
Wei Qingfan didn’t even need to look at it to know that he must have regarded the Zimei Charity Fund as a real charity fund.
——Zimei Charity Fund is of course a public welfare organization, but the difference is that it will not have a real organizational structure and will rely on the sales and after-sales channels of Gushici Company to carry out its work.
In today's remote areas, there is a big vacancy in the corresponding channels of Gushici Company. If Jiang Qifeng wants to do something, he has to expand the Zimei Charity Fund, and the original budget will naturally not be enough.
It was impossible for Wei Qingfan to agree.
The Zimei Charity Fund relies on the channels of Gushici Company. This is the foundation and framework of the foundation and cannot be changed in the short term. Otherwise, with Jiang Qifeng’s character, this fund, which is the icing on the cake for the company, will immediately be destroyed.
It will turn into another huge gold-eating beast.
There was no need to go to the strategy committee to discuss it, Wei Qingfan vetoed it himself.
However, there was no need to say it right away. He took the document and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll go back and take a look at it and discuss it with everyone."
After chatting for a few more words, Jiang Qinghuai suggested that the party should end, and Wei Qingfan went to pay the bill and left together.
"Uncle, please go to bed early~"
Wei Qingfan went back by himself, while Jiang Qinghuai drove his A6, carrying Zhou Li, and sent his father back to the hotel first. When they were about to arrive, Jiang Qifeng, who was sitting behind him, suddenly said: "Qingqing, I will go back tomorrow.
"
"ah?"
Jiang Qinghuai was surprised, "You can stay here for two more days."
"Need not."
Jiang Qifeng smiled and said, "I still have something to do over there. Anyway, I told Mr. Wei tonight about the matter... I also know that the matter can't be done, so I just came over to give it a try."
Zhou Li said: "Wei Qingfan really wants to do good things."
"I know."
Jiang Qifeng nodded, "But my proposal is too radical and he won't agree to it, otherwise he wouldn't have said that during the meal... Although I'm not good at digging into camps, I've experienced this kind of thing many times.
Be clear."
"This is not the first day he has met you. He knows that if he agrees to you, the next step will be a bottomless pit..."
Jiang Qinghuai sighed secretly and said with a bit of annoyance, "Dad, you obviously know this yourself. You know that the headquarters cannot agree, Wei Qingfan agrees, and the Strategy Office cannot agree..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! She did not continue, but Jiang Qifeng laughed and said, "That's why I took a trip."
Zhou Li was confused at first, and then suddenly realized: Jiang Qifeng knew that the hope of success was almost zero, but he was unwilling to give in, so he did not contact directly through the Internet, but ran over in person, hoping to persuade Wei Qingfan.
The result is obviously a failure.
Jiang Qinghuai was silent for a few seconds and said, "Then you can play here for two days. I even asked for leave."
"No, just go to work."
"I've already asked for leave. I can't go back to work in despair, right?"
Jiang Qinghuai snorted, "Even if you have to leave tomorrow, it will be tomorrow night, right? You must take the train again, just buy a sleeper and get some sleep... I will accompany you for a walk tomorrow."
"……good."
Jiang Qifeng did not refuse again.
"Your dad is so kind..."
After sending his father to the hotel, Jiang Qinghuai and Zhou Li returned together. Zhou Li said with emotion, "Uncle is so pure. He just wants to do good things."
Jiang Qinghuai said nothing and drove the vehicle carefully. After returning home, Zhou Li went to take a shower first. She sent a message to Wei Qingfan and conveyed to him what her father had just said.
Wei Qingfan quickly responded to a video call and said with a smile: "You're back?"
"Um."
Jiang Qinghuai leaned on the sofa and held up his mobile phone, "Auntie and senior sister, where are Miaomiao?"
"Watching TV."
Wei Qingfan sat on the sofa, switched to the back camera and took a picture towards the audio-visual hall, then cut back and said with a smile: "Are you unhappy?"
"No."
Jiang Qinghuai sighed, "I just suddenly felt..."
She was silent for two seconds, as if she was talking and feeling something, then a smile appeared on her face and she said: "A little proud..."
Wei Qingfan smiled and said: "What are you proud of?"
"I'm proud to have such a father."
"oops!"
Wei Qingfan looked at her in surprise, "I can't tell. I haven't seen her for a while. Student Jiang's ideological consciousness has improved so much."
"Hate!"
Jiang Qinghuai glared at him and asked, "Is there no room for discussion at all?"
"No."
Wei Qingfan shook his head, "There's really nothing we can do about it." If the skin is gone, how will the hair be attached? The development of the ancient poetry company is fundamental, and I can't disrupt the company's development rhythm because of the foundation."
Jiang Qinghuai hesitated to speak. He originally wanted to say that it would not affect the company's development pace, but he also knew his father's character. After taking this step, he would definitely continue to expand in the future.
Because there are always people in need of help, so let dad's character take over, the expansion of the Zimei Foundation will never stop until it drags the Ancient Poetry Company to death or is stopped.
In this case, the rules cannot be broken from the beginning.
Wei Qingfan smiled and said: "But I can make the decision. If I add a little more budget, it won't be much. Four to five million should be enough."
"That's okay too."
Jiang Qinghuai's pure and beautiful face finally showed a happy smile, pure and sweet, "At least he will be in a better mood, and he can help more people in the pilot area."
"That is."
Wei Qingfan sighed, "My uncle has come running over. If I let him go back empty-handed, can you spare me?"
"I won't interfere with your decision."
Jiang Qinghuai glared at him dissatisfied, "It sounds like I'm showing favoritism."
"No, you are not showing favoritism, I am showing favoritism, okay?"
Wei Qingfan smiled, and when he saw Li Miaoyu looking over, he lowered his voice and said with a smile: "Then you can go shopping with uncle tomorrow, and then go on a business trip in a few days, and then accompany me."
"roll!"
Of course Jiang Qinghuai understood how to accompany him, his face turned red and he was angry with him, but then he couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "When? Where are you going?"
Wei Qingfan smiled and said: "Next week, or later, let's check the visa and go to North America, Texas."
"I haven't been there yet."
Jiang Qinghuai was a little curious, "Why are you going?"
"Let's talk about cooperation and see if Gushi Mobile can enter the North American market."
"Is there hope?"
Jiang Qinghuai's eyes lit up and he was very surprised. The overseas expansion of Gushi Mobile was going smoothly, but the North American side has been stuck. But now Wei Qingfan is going there in person, which means there must be great hope.
"Forget it."
Wei Qingfan is not sure whether the negotiation can be completed, but he does have some hope, because now in the supply chain of ancient poetry mobile phones, American capital accounts for a large proportion, and the interests are related, and at this time, the ugly country has not yet responded.
The ancient poetry company pays too much attention to it, and the resistance is not very big.
The large-volume purchase of Qualcomm processors also accounts for a considerable part of this, otherwise we would not have found a way so quickly.
"correct."
Wei Qingfan suddenly lowered his voice again and said sternly, "Bring more clothes."
"Why?"
Jiang Qinghuai was a little strange and blinked his clear eyes in confusion, "Is it cold over there?"
"Well, it's already below zero."
Wei Qingfan nodded and reminded in a low voice, "However, there are heaters everywhere over there. You can bring more clothes... different styles of clothes..."
"ah?"
Jiang Qinghuai was confused at first. After blinking, he saw that he was raising his eyebrows in a somewhat obscene manner. He suddenly understood. His innocent and pretty face suddenly turned red, and he said shyly: "You...I...I only bring two sets of clothes...
"
"That's okay, we can buy it over there, it's all madechina anyway..."