When Zhou Jing woke up the next morning, he still felt a dull pain in his head. He lay in bed and recalled what happened when he was drinking last night. He vaguely remembered that the two of them seemed to have drank two and a half bottles of brandy.
If he hadn't experienced it personally, he would never have believed that such a beautiful and charming girl could have such an astonishing capacity for alcohol. Not only could she drink a grown man down on the spot, but she could also help herself back to the room. This was indeed incredible.
Zhou Jing did not take Chen Xuefei's investment commitment to heart at all, and only regarded it as a joke. You must know that even if Chen Xuefei had a transcendent status and was a senior manager of a large company, she would never be able to casually finalize thousands of dollars.
million investment projects.
The reason is very simple. Any company is extremely cautious when it comes to investment. The kind of thing of spending a lot of money to reward a close friend may only appear in movies and TV dramas, but in real life, it is simply unimaginable.
After all, the nature of a businessman is to pursue profit. Without the temptation of profit, there is no possibility of investment. This is the iron law of the market and the most basic criterion for all commercial activities. In this regard, he knows it better than anyone else.
What's more, the two of them are just casual acquaintances. They know very little about each other, and they can't be called close friends. However, being able to sit in a bar, drink and chat with such a pleasant girl, and listen to the other person confide in her heart is a special experience in itself.
A rare enjoyment.
Thinking of the conversation last night, Zhou Jing frowned slightly. He was a little curious as to how good the man Chen Xuefei was talking about could make her so worried and sad. This made him feel envious and slightly jealous.
meaning.
After squinting his eyes and lying on the bed for a long time, Zhou Jing turned over and sat up. He slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, he accidentally discovered that there was a red writing table near the corner.
note.
He picked up the note, looked down and saw a line of small words written on it in beautiful handwriting: "Zhou Jing, I received a call and there is something urgent to deal with. We will contact you later. Here is my mobile phone number. If you encounter anything in the future,
If you encounter any trouble that cannot be solved, feel free to contact me, Sister Xue Fei will stay with you."
Zhou Jing smiled, threw the note on the table, and said to himself: "This girl has such a nice tone!"
However, even though he said this, he still took out his mobile phone and wrote down the phone number given by Chen Xuefei. Although he also knew that this chance encounter between the two might not be destined to happen, he still hoped to stay.
Download the other person’s contact information.
"Some people are destined to become passers-by. No matter how close they have been, one day they will disappear from their respective lives." Thinking of what Chen Xuefei said, Zhou Jing felt a little inexplicably melancholy, holding a piece of paper.
Tiao, sat on the bed for a long time before turning around and leaving.
The other people seemed to have gone out to play. The door was locked. After walking around, they had breakfast in the restaurant below. Then they returned to the room, sorted out their information, and took a taxi again to go to Wuyang City Cultural and Sports Activity Center.
, participate in the investment promotion activities on the last day.
He is a person who has never been afraid of blows. He has a stubborn temper and likes to compete with himself. Although he had a bad start yesterday and the result was frustrating, he still wants to finish his work.
Never give up until the last moment.
Entering the venue, I found that the activity center had become very deserted. In the empty hall, there were only a dozen investment units left, and the impressive leaders of various cities and towns on the previous day seemed to have made an appointment.
, none of them appeared.
Other staff members also lost their energy. Some people even sat behind the booth and played poker. In fact, it is no wonder that there were very few merchants who came to the activity center today. Compared with the bustling scene yesterday,
In sharp contrast, no one has high hopes for today's investment promotion activities.
Zhou Jing returned to the booth in the northwest corner, took out the materials and placed them on the table in an orderly manner. Then he took out a pen and paper, reviewed the gains and losses of this investment promotion work, and summarized experiences and lessons learned.
Half an hour later, a middle-aged man about forty years old appeared at the door. The middle-aged man had a dark complexion, like a migrant worker who had been exposed to wind and sun all year round and worked hard.
He was wearing a white T-shirt on his upper body, a pair of very common black trousers on his lower body, and a pair of light blue canvas shoes on his feet. Compared with those big bosses who were covered in famous brands and had impressive equipment, he looked much shabbier.
After the middle-aged man entered the hall, he came to the booth near the front and flipped through the investment information.
A little girl behind the booth only glanced at him, with a look of displeasure on her face. Although she didn't say a word, she took out a small mirror and wiped lipstick on her lips, completely ignoring the man in front of her.
The middle-aged man stood and read for a while, then put down the materials, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked slowly to the next booth. Amid the blank stares of the staff, he looked at the materials as if no one else was around and asked questions from time to time.
The investment recruiter only gave a few perfunctory answers and became a little impatient. He lowered his head and looked at the text messages on his mobile phone and ignored him.
The middle-aged man was not angry. He walked leisurely as if taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard. Not long after, he arrived in front of Zhou Jing's booth, picked up the investment information, and flipped through it.
"Hello, would you please sit down and read?" Zhou Jing put down his pen, took the chair from the side, and handed it over kindly.
The middle-aged man was a little strange. He glanced at him, nodded, took the chair, and sat down carelessly. He crossed his legs and flipped through the information. After a long while, he raised his head and said with a smile: "
Yes, after walking through so many booths, it’s easy to see that yours is the best!”
Zhou Jing smiled slightly and said softly: "Thank you for the compliment. What's your name, boss?"
"My surname is Yang." The middle-aged man put down the information, crossed his shoulders, looked at Zhou Jing, and asked with a smile: "Little brother, why are you the only one here, where are the leaders of the unit?"
Zhou Jing smiled, handed over the business card, and said tactfully: "Boss Yang, there are many businessmen who have come to inspect these days, and the leaders are negotiating alone."
The middle-aged man took the business card, looked at it carefully, put it in his pocket, and said softly: "I'm late. I just read the news in the newspaper this morning. I'd better come earlier."
Zhou Jing waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's never too late for good things to happen. As long as we can find a suitable project, we won't be afraid of delaying your brother's fortune."
The middle-aged man laughed, nodded and said, "That makes sense."
Zhou Jing handed over a bottle of water and said softly: "Based on the accent, Boss Yang doesn't look like he's from Wuyang."
The middle-aged man nodded and said with a smile: "I'm from the Northeast. I've been here for five or six years, and my accent still hasn't changed much."
Zhou Jing smiled slightly and asked tentatively: "Boss Yang, what industry are you in?"
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to take out a cigarette, handed one to Zhou Jing, lit a fire himself, threw the lighter over, and said with a smile: "Me, this is the situation. I used to resell wood, but then I came here with my friends.
Bian, we opened a cement factory together and made some money, but we can't do business with our friends because we keep quarreling about money and almost get hurt. When we put it all together, it's not an option to continue like this.
Let’s just split it up, and I’ll go out and look around to see if I can find a suitable project.”
After Zhou Jing heard this, he immediately became interested and asked with a smile: "Have you found a suitable project?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said helplessly: "Originally, I wanted to make a toy. It can be exported and make a lot of money. It was very popular a while ago, but I don't know what's going on recently. Everyone who works in the toy industry says that business is not good.
It’s easy to do, but many factories have begun to lay off employees. I saw something was wrong, so I stopped immediately.”
Zhou Jing smiled and said softly: "It's not just toys. Anyone who is engaged in export business must pay attention to it recently. The crisis in Southeast Asia has just emerged. From February next year, it will be more severe. In the past two or three years, business has not been easy."
"What, crisis?" The middle-aged man frowned, as if he didn't react. After thinking for a long time, he smiled and said: "Then you have to do something. Actually, if you save the money you have earned over the years,
A few flowers will last me two lifetimes, but I am a hard-working person by nature, so I just can’t rest and want to tinker with it for a few more years!”
Zhou Jing smiled slightly and said curiously: "Boss Yang, if you two work separately, how much assets can you get?"
The middle-aged man took a puff of cigarette, with a trace of imperceptible pride on his face, and said in an understatement: "The factory belongs to a friend. I'll take cash. It's not much, only five to ten million!"
Zhou Jing touched his nose and said with a smile: "Let's do this, Boss Yang, if you trust me, I can help you with an idea."
The middle-aged man chuckled, nodded and said, "Young man is pretty good, just tell me."
Zhou Jing picked up the lighter, lit the cigarette, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Fifty million yuan is not a small amount of money. We can use it to make great achievements in many industries. Our sand and gravel deep processing in Qingyang City
The industry is currently recruiting investment, you can give it a try."
The middle-aged man thought about it for a moment, then frowned and said: "I have had this idea before, planning to open a concrete processing plant, but I have been to Qingyang City, and it seems a bit small. The city's population is less than 400,000, right?
"
Zhou Jing hurriedly persuaded: "There are advantages to being small. The city is too big, there are many companies, and the competition is very fierce. No matter how big the market is, if more than a dozen companies divide it up, there won't be much left. And although Qingyang City is small,
The transportation is very convenient, and it can radiate to six or seven surrounding cities. What's more, there are not many enterprises in Qingyang. If Boss Yang invests in the past, he can get more support from the government."
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, but he hesitated and said: "Little brother, what you said is very true. I am a foreigner. What I fear most is that I am unfamiliar with the place and will be made things difficult for me. If I can get support from the government, then
It couldn't be better, but those officials have such big airs that even a junior clerk can look down on others. It's very difficult to get to know big leaders!"
Zhou Jing observed his words and saw that he was tempted, so he put out his cigarette, threw it aside, and said with a smile: "Boss Yang, as long as you are sincere about investing in Qingyang and contacting government officials, there is no need to worry at all. Qingyang City is in charge
Mayor Wang, who is here to attract investment, is a very nice person and I can introduce you to meet him."
The middle-aged man smiled, nodded and said: "Since there is such a good thing, I will check it out later. If there are no other problems, I will go to Qingyang."
Zhou Jing didn't want to miss the opportunity, so he struck while the iron was hot and said: "Boss Yang, let's set a date in advance. After all, meeting with city leaders requires an appointment in advance. They are usually very busy at work and sometimes spend the whole day in the conference room.
, can’t get out at all.”
The middle-aged man thought for a while, then took the pen, wrote down his contact information, stood up and said: "Let's do it, little brother, you can make arrangements in advance. As long as the city leaders over there set a time for the meeting, I can go there at any time.
, we are real people who do things, we don’t play tricks, you can rest assured about this."
"Okay, it's settled!" Zhou Jing suppressed his excitement, shook hands with the middle-aged man, and enthusiastically sent him to the door. He watched Boss Yang get into the van and slowly leave.
He smiled and shook his fist vigorously.
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