"Is there something wrong with the registration and cancellation data of private industrial and commercial enterprises in 2011? Why do I think it is different from the trend in recent years?" In the study room on the second floor, Xu Qinglian looked at the computer screen and scratched the short hair on her head with her fingers.
"Let me take a look." Shi Wenjun looked over from the side and looked at the trend chart: "There is something wrong. I will look for the original data later... Well, here, oh, look at the serial number."
Xu Qinglian gave way, and Shi Wenjun pulled the keyboard to make changes. After more than ten seconds, the curve finally looked comfortable. Shi Wenjun turned around and found Xu Qinglian looking out the window. He couldn't help but wonder.
: “How useful is this thing?”
"It's of no great use." Xu Qinglian said lightly.
"It's no big deal that we've been busy all morning?" Shi Wenjun raised his eyebrows.
"Oh." Xu Qinglian turned around and said with a smile: "At present, the theme framework has been perfected and the ideas have been smoothed. I am looking for these data to provide counter-evidence."
"Disproof?" Shi Wenjun frowned and thought for a moment: "You mean, you noticed an objective law from the changes in other corporate management ideas. You think the existence of this objective law is because of the underlying
The data has changed. In order to confirm your judgment, it is reasonable to find the underlying data to disprove your inference?"
"Well, that's it." Xu Qinglian nodded happily.
"Okay." Shi Wenjun relaxed convinced: "You are a scientist and you have the final say. However, I think you have been in Brazil for half a month just to have fun, so you feel a little guilty, so you will look for the most solid data when you come back.
Come and consolidate it. Now I am very doubtful about what you finally came up with, whether you believe it or not."
"Hahaha." Xu Qinglian raised her head and smiled, and she left the computer with a slight exertion on her feet: "Metaphysical, metaphysical, practical, three levels, I connect them. Especially the practical and metaphysical section I have to do a lot
Being solid, even if there is no metaphysics in the end, is the part that belongs to me, and the first paragraph alone is enough to make a difference."
Shi Wenjun also pushed away the computer desk and leaned on the headrest of the chair with half-closed eyes: "A staged methodological summary of the modern enterprise system with Chinese characteristics over the past thirty years? Well, I really haven't seen the results in this area. Maybe the Academy of Social Sciences has
Is there such a subject?"
"Maybe." Xu Qinglian nodded: "But their problem is that they are too far away from practice. In the final analysis, this subject is being done by many entrepreneurs, and it is led by outstanding entrepreneurs, not scholars. Just
For example, in our family and Mr. Zhang from Haier, what they do is not completely consistent with what the scholars imagined, or even completely different. But in the end, who will we listen to?"
"Ha!" Shi Wenjun raised his head and laughed: "Practice brings true knowledge."
"That's right." Xu Qinglian stood up, stretched, and showed off her beautiful figure without any scruples: "Especially the people who built this system from scratch, they are very clear about the necessity of every detail of the system.
For example, during the founding period of Milan Lights, I studied every regulation in depth, and there was not a single one that was useless. Only those who have experienced these things can understand, and people who follow the script or even use doctrines can understand these things.
?Perhaps their unfettered thinking can lead to pioneering development, but unless they are born out of heaven or by chance, their guiding significance for practice is far less practical than the self-summary of front-line entrepreneurs."
"You want to say that..." Shi Wenjun frowned: "I suddenly felt that some of the rules I had when I was a fool were not practical. It seemed that I didn't think much about it and basically followed the previous ones. Oh, the previous ones were still there.
Many of them are copied from the systems of state-owned chicken farms. Times have changed so much that some systems may be out of date.”
Xu Qinglian said nothing, looking at the troubled little beauty with a smile.
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After a long while, the little beauty slapped her hand: "Don't disturb me, let me think about it. I may have reached a point where my thinking can improve."
Xu Qinglian nodded lightly, said "Okay" softly, turned around and picked up some of Shi Wenjun's favorite fruits and placed them gently in her hand.
For a typical high-level intellectual who has never really left the country in recent years, she understands Shi Wenjun's current state very well. She suddenly discovered a system construction model oriented towards practicality, and thus she understood her past management.
The system that the management came into contact with and even his own management behavior have produced a breakthrough review. There are summaries, gratifications, regrets, and sudden realizations. After this twist, the little beauty has a level of understanding of the corporate system and regulations.
It became completely different.
Presumably, the idiot company she is most familiar with will soon feel the change in the soul of her soul.
As she left the study, Xu Qinglian took out her mobile phone and typed: "After Xiaomei has finished thinking, remind her to pay attention to the rhythm and the company's own adaptability to the new system. Xiaomei is always impatient."
After typing, I put away my phone, and my eyes were already bright. It was already sizzling hot at ten o'clock in the morning during the July BJ, but there were no guests under the shade of the trees in the courtyard. Only Wang Ai and Leonie were sitting opposite each other.
In the yard next to it, three children were cheering and playing on the slide. Huang Xin, standing nearby, embellished the word "mom" with her tenderness.
"Have we agreed?" Xu Qinglian unbuttoned the collar of her goose-yellow sleeveless top and sat at the round table.
Wang Ai, who was still deep in thought, looked up: "Oh, well, that's probably the bottom line, right? Lion?"
"With an annual salary of 10 million pounds, the image rights belong 100% to us." Leonie smiled: "For a player with almost no loyalty, this is the limit."
"It seems a little less than Messi." Xu Qinglian said and suddenly smiled: "That's right, it's the limit."
"Then..." Wang Ai looked at the two women looking at him: "Let's make a decision. The next stop will be Manchester."
"Okay." Leonie nodded and packed up the information on the table: "I will call the negotiation team ahead and finalize the details in this direction. Wow, it's a little easier. The big thing is
Troublesome, especially when this super giant always likes to run around."
"Don't forget to call Brother Jihai." Xu Qinglian reminded: "Man City asked him to come forward last time, and he was on your side."
"Yes." Wang Ai nodded: "Everyone should be happy with the current result, right?"
After a while, Leonie and Wang Ai put down the phone one after another. Leonie said: "It should be done in half a month. Who will sign the contract then? And by the way, I have to buy the house."
"You go and don't bother the two masters." Wang Ai thought for a while: "Klaus is getting older, and there should be a clear handover of my agent position. Just you, my foreign girl.
