Chu Heng and Cen Hao had just gotten out of the car and were waiting for the doorman to load their luggage when they heard an excited shout.
The two of them turned around and saw Che Xiaobao, Qian Jiefang, and Jiang Fanghao running out of the hotel with excited faces. They came over and hugged Chu Heng and the others, almost shedding tears.
"We miss you so much!"
"Hey, you're finally here."
"It's almost suffocating us."
The three of them had followed Avima and the others here ten days ago. They were unfamiliar with the place and had little money in their pockets. In addition, they did not speak English very fluently and did not dare to go out. Apart from working every day, they stayed at home.
I almost fell into depression when I stayed there.
"Okay, okay, I wonder if I'm still thinking that you guys have just been released from prison." Chu Heng pushed away Che Xiaobao who was holding him and wouldn't let go. He looked at them and saw that they were a little homesick. After thinking about it, he stretched out his hands.
Go into your pocket and take out a box of large front doors from the warehouse.
"Light one?"
“Big front door!”
"On it, on it!"
The three people's eyes suddenly lit up, and they quickly grabbed it, quickly opened it, lit the fire and took a deep breath.
"hiss!"
“Comfortable!”
"It's better to have our own stuff."
The three brothers were like drug addicts, gulping down the smoke one after another, and the familiar taste slightly relieved their homesickness.
There is a comparison between this situation and this scene, just like a wanderer from Sijiu City drank a bowl of bean juice in Yangcheng, or a person from Nanyun drank a bowl of rake meat and bait silk in the Northeast.
"Chu."
Avima and Anna also came out of the hotel at this time.
After hugging and greeting each other, Avima affectionately took Chu Heng's arm and walked in: "How was your rest yesterday?"
"Is it okay?" Chu Heng skillfully shook off her hand and asked, "How is the situation now?"
"The red wine arrived in Hong Kong three days ago and is currently stored in the port warehouse." Anna walked beside him and said: "The actors have also completed training, and the media has almost been contacted. The only problem now is the dealer.
"
The sales network is a top priority and nothing can happen to it. When Chu Heng heard this, his heart tightened and he immediately asked: "What went wrong?"
"Since our marketing strategy needs to be kept secret, the person Avima is looking for currently has little confidence in us and is unwilling to take more goods. At the same time, he also wants us to give up a little on the price." Anna glanced sideways at Avima and sneered: "
It seems like this bitch’s body isn’t very valuable.”
"No matter how worthless it is, it's worth more than a fat, pig-like aunt like you." Avima was used to fighting with her, so she didn't get angry. After a few retorts, she shrugged and explained to Chu Heng: "You
You know, Chu, Luke is just the vice-president, it’s already good that he can convince members to order wine, after all, our wine is not famous yet.”
Upon hearing this, Chu Heng immediately felt relieved and said with a smile: "It's not a big problem. You guys can help me make an appointment with him in the next two days and I'll talk to him."
"good."
While talking, several people came to the front desk.
After receiving the call in the morning, Avima booked a room for them in advance. After checking in, they took the elevator upstairs.
When he went to the room to put down his luggage, Chu Heng didn't even take a breath and started working directly.
First, they learned about the details of various aspects of the marketing plan from Avima and the others, and then started the meeting. Based on the current situation, they discussed the details step by step, deduced various accidents, and solutions, and strived to achieve
Nothing goes wrong.
Just like that, two days passed quickly.
On this day, Chu Heng did not continue the meeting like the previous two days. He went back to his room after dinner, took out his notebook and wrote something. At about ten o'clock, Anna came to his room with someone.
He was an old white man in his sixties, named Sam Thomas, who was a volunteer for the Flying Tigers, which was Citi’s volunteer air force aiding China during the Anti-Japanese War, also known as the Flying Tigers.
It was formed in 1941, with Chennault as the commanding officer. Most of the team members were Citizen. Sam Thomas was affiliated with the Hells Angels squadron at the time and was an elite figure. During the war, he destroyed a total of eleven enemy aircraft.
To the Chinese people, he is a hero worth remembering.
It's a pity that this hero's old age was not very happy.
Sam Thomas returned to China after the Flying Tigers were disbanded in 1942. Not long after, he suffered from post-war stress syndrome, irritability, insomnia, and anxiety, so he started drinking and gambling to numb himself. His life could be described as
What a mess.
After so many years, his syndrome has improved, but his life has also gotten better.
Over the years, whenever he had some money, he wanted to spend it as quickly as possible. He had almost no savings. In addition, he was never married, had no children to support him, and had no serious job, so his life was very tight. He relied on begging or working as an extra in Hollywood.
Make some money to live.
"Good morning, sir."
The unshaven Sam bowed cautiously, with a nervous expression on his face. He looked at Chu Heng in a flattering manner. Behind his grinned lips, there were several yellowed teeth missing.
At this time, he could not see the shadow of the hero in the air at all, he was just a poor and humble old man.
Chu Heng looked at him complicatedly for a few times, then strode forward and shook hands with him solemnly: "Hello, Mr. Thomas, first of all, I want to thank you for your contribution to China back then!"
Sam was startled when he heard the words, and some memories he didn't want to remember suddenly came to his mind. His body tensed up visibly, and then a forced smile appeared on his face and he shook his head: "No need, in fact, I was doing it for
It’s all about money, and a monthly salary of six hundred yuan is much better than spending money on the Air Force.”
"Anyway, you helped the weak China, didn't you? Please sit down."
Seeing that he looked like he didn't want to talk about the past, Chu Heng pulled him to sit down and asked, "Let's talk about the next things."
"good."
Sam nodded, and his tense body gradually relaxed.
"We plan to start in a week..."
Chu Heng told him the detailed plan and the things he needed to pay attention to bit by bit. After he finished speaking, he looked at the old Sam, thought for a while and said: "After the plan is over, in addition to the established rewards,
, I will also try my best to help you gain some fame, and then help you contact some businesses. When the time comes, you can appear on TV and participate in some speeches and other activities, which should bring you a lot of income."
Sam looked over in surprise and said hurriedly: "Thank you, thank you, sir, you are such a good person."
"No, you deserve this." Chu Heng shook his head with a smile and said, "You can go back and prepare now. Someone will find you when the time comes."
"Okay sir, I wish you a happy day." Sam stood up with a grin, took off his hat, bowed, and walked out of the room happily.
After he left, Avima, who had been silent in the room, put on a stingy face and said dissatisfied: "Chu, what you agreed to him later was not in the plan, and it is not good for our plan at all."
"Don't worry, I'll pay for this part of the money." Chu Heng rolled his eyes at her, crossed his legs, and asked, "What time do you and Luke Harrison plan to meet?"
