The highest level of planning is Yangmou. The highest level of planning is clear strategy.
This time I accidentally bumped into Xie Yibing in the bar, which ruined my original plan.
What I am most worried about now is whether the well-informed Chairman Xie will see through us when we meet tomorrow.
Although Mr. Hong kept saying it didn't matter, I was still a little worried.
This is not like Mr. Hong trying to pick up girls. If you fail, you will fail.
If it fails this time, Fang Chukai wants to take the land, but there is no chance.
Back at the hotel, we told Fang Chukai in detail about our encounter with Xie Yibing today.
As soon as I finished speaking, Mr. Hong said to Fang Chukai:
"Boss, I will go to Xie's house at noon tomorrow. I need you to do two things for me. First, prepare business cards for the three of us. My title is World Calligraphy and Painting Association, Marketing Specialist of the Asian Region China Division. Xiaoduo
I am an intern, Xiao Liuye will be my assistant..."
"It's easy to handle, what about the second one?"
"Second, we need to set up a temporary office in Xiangjiang or Haojiang. This is actually simple. Let your office on the other side pretend to be temporarily. This way, even if Xie Chengbing and his daughter call, it will be easier for them to deal with it..."
Fang Chukai didn't say anything as he listened and handed me a box of General Bai.
I tore open the package, lit it and took a big puff. The strong smell made me choke and cough.
Fang Chukai looked at me and said directly:
"In the words of you Jianghu people, Xie Chengbing is also an old Jianghu. Do you think Xie Chengbing can believe such a simple argument?"
This is also what worries me, but Mr. Hong looks confident.
He clasped his hands behind his back and paced back and forth in front of Fang Chukai.
This posture is somewhat calm and confident like a feather fan and silk scarf.
"Mr. Fang, there is a saying that I don't know if you have heard of. The most simple way is to make the world easier. The more simple the situation is, the more people in high positions are convinced..."
"Why?"
Fang Chukai asked.
Mr. Hong smiled lightly and said:
"It's very simple. Successful people in high positions rarely see the dangers of the world. And they confidently believe that no one can deceive them. Don't worry, I will take care of this round!"
Mr. Hong's remarks seem to make some sense.
In the current situation, it seems that we can only do what Mr. Hong said.
Kaiyuan Villa is the earliest wealthy area in Quancheng.
The villa halfway up the mountain is even more luxurious.
Standing in front of the window, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Quanzhou.
At around eleven o'clock, the three of us arrived in front of Xie Yiliu's family villa.
I pressed the doorbell for a while, but no one came to open the door.
Mr. Hong was about to call Xie Yiliu when he saw the door of the villa opened.
A nanny about fifty years old came out in a panic.
But she had just taken two steps when she heard a "swish" and a vase flew out of the door and broke behind the nanny.
And in the room, Xie Yiliu's shrill voice came out:
"I told you half an hour ago that I was going to wear that yellow dress today, but you haven't ironed it yet!"
The three of us looked at each other and realized that Xie Yiliu was really unruly and willful beyond our imagination.
Following the embarrassed nanny into the villa, Xie Yiliu was standing there in the magnificent living room, waiting for us.
The difference from yesterday was that she had a gentle smile on her face and was wearing a white dress.
This graceful look is completely different from the little girl yesterday and the one who threw the bottle just now. M.
"Mr. Chen, you are here. My mother will be back soon. You guys sit down first..."
The three of us sat on the sofa, and Xie Yiliu personally poured us a cup of coffee each.
When placing it in front of Xiaoduo, Xie Yiliu glanced at Xiaoduo with a half-smile but said:
"Miss, please don't break this cup. My mother bought it from Europe. It costs several thousand yuan..."
It seems that Xie Yiliu is still a little dissatisfied with what happened yesterday.
She changed her approach and provoked Xiaoduo.
Xiaoduo didn't touch the coffee cup and looked away.
Just as he was talking, the door outside opened.
A man who looked like a driver walked in accompanied by a middle-aged woman.
The woman is wearing a cashmere windbreaker with a turtleneck woolen sweater underneath.
She has short wavy hair and is styled elegantly and solemnly. It gives people a sense of nobility and dignity.
As soon as he saw this woman, Xie Yiliu ran over. He took the woman's arm and shouted sweetly:
"Mom, why did you come back?"
"Did you bully Auntie again?"
"I don't have one!"
Xie Yiliu pouted her little mouth and acted coquettishly.
The three of us also stood up politely and watched the mother-daughter interaction.
Hong Ye and I were both normal, but Xiaoduo had a hint of envy in her eyes.
Xie Chengbing also saw Xiaoduo and looked at each other. Xie Chengbing was slightly startled and said with emotion:
"This girl is so beautiful. How old are you?"
Before Xiaoduo could say anything, Xie Yiliu immediately shook Xie Chengbing's arm in dissatisfaction.
"You always say other people are beautiful, so am I not beautiful?"
Xie Chengbing smiled and glanced at Xiaoduo again.
After introducing each other, mother and daughter took us to the studio on the second floor.
There are several oil paintings by Xie Yiliu in the studio. Xie Chengbing introduced:
"This child has been spoiled by me and has been willful since she was a child. She had many works before, but they were all ruined by her. Now these are the only ones left..."
I don’t know how to draw either, but Mr. Hong pretended to start commenting.
From the color composition to the layout, and from the concept and artistic conception, I started to comment.
In the end, we actually started talking about genres.
Mr. Hong and Xie Yiliu had a good chat, while Xie Chengbing stood aside, smiling and saying nothing.
At the end of the chat, Xie Yiliu looked at Master Hong expectantly and asked:
"Do you think I can compete at my level?"
I saw Mr. Hong thinking for a long time with a troubled look on his face before he said:
"Originally, when we came to Qilu this time, two painters were invited, and the names have already been decided. Now..."
When Mr. Hong said this, he paused deliberately.
Xie Yiliu was anxious. She looked at Mr. Hong as if she was waiting for the verdict.