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Creative Mountain Gate is an important part of the factory's revitalization, and it is currently the leading advertising media company in Fengyang market. Xu Guangfu certainly attaches great importance to it, and he also hopes that through cooperation with Creative Mountain Gate, all the management personnel present will be aware of it.
Building confidence in the factory's future is, after all, part of its strength.
Sure enough, all the participants couldn't help but be moved when they heard that the factory was actually cooperating with Creative Mountain Gate. Xu Guangfu was secretly proud, it seemed that he had made the right move.
Soon, three young people, two women and one man, walked into the conference room under the guidance of the receptionist. Youth is a major feature of Creative Mountain Gate. These three were the general manager and two vice presidents of the Fengyang branch.
, because Xu Guangfu mentioned Xu Jiaojiao, so they did not dare to neglect and actually sent such a strong lineup.
Welcome, welcome. Xu Guangfu tried to stand up with difficulty, but was stopped by Cha Yuan.
"Mr. Xu, you are not feeling well, please sit down." Cha Yuan said. She is a smart person. From the other party mentioning Xu Jiaojiao, and then contacting the other party's surname, she guessed that Mr. Xu Guangfu and General Manager Xu Jiaojiao must be
The relationship is very close. You must know that until now, Xu Jiaojiao rarely says hello because of personal relationships.
Cha Yuan straightened up but found Xu Jiaojiao standing behind Xu Guangfu, and quickly greeted him respectfully: Mr. Xu, why are you here?
Xu Guangfu lowered his head and didn't realize that Cha Yuan was looking at Xu Jiaojiao. He thought she was calling him Xu Jiaojiao, so he couldn't help but wonder in his heart. He thought to himself, "This is my factory. If I weren't here, where would I be?"
Woolen cloth
But other participants present clearly saw Mr. Xu yelling at Mr. Xu from Cha Yuan. Isn’t this daughter of Mr. Xu still in college? Why did she become Mr. Xu?
This is not Creative Mountain Gate. Mr. Cha, please continue talking about your affairs. Just pretend I don’t exist. Xu Jiaojiao said. Her identity today is Xu Guangfu’s daughter, not the general manager of Creative Mountain Gate. Otherwise, there would be no need to discuss this business.
Only then did Xu Guangfu realize that Cha Yuan's respectful call to Mr. Xu was Xu Jiaojiao and he couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't know much more about Xu Jiaojiao than the others here.
Mr. Xu, you are joking. You are here, it is my turn to make the decision. Zha Yuan joked. Most of the employees at Creative Mountain Gate are alumni of Yangcheng University, so they have a harmonious relationship and speak more casually.
Jiaojiao, what's going on? Xu Guangfu asked.
Uncle Xu, you don’t know, Mr. Xu is the general manager of our Creative Mountain Gate Headquarters. I am still her subordinate. What I do or don’t do depends entirely on her words. Cha Yuan said, this is her intention to show that Xu Jiaojiao
Otherwise, Xu Jiaojiao would have been standing there. It would have been uncomfortable for the three of them to sit there.
What? Everyone, including Xu Guangfu, was surprised that Xu Jiaojiao was the general manager of the Creative Mountain Gate headquarters, and the general manager of the Fengyang branch was just her subordinate.
Their surprise was not over yet. Cha Yuan asked again: "Senior Yu Fei is here with you? Xiaoyun and I haven't seen Senior Yu Fei for a long time. Both Cha Yuan and Xiao Yun behind her are Yu Fei."
One of the fans.
Look at your nymphomaniac looks, you don’t know how to restrain yourself in front of me. Xu Jiaojiao laughed and scolded. This is still a business deal. In front of so many outsiders, they actually started to chase stars. However, Xu Jiaojiao has a crush on female classmates.
She doesn't stop her from worshiping Yu Fei, and she won't be jealous. She knows that Yu Fei won't act randomly because of this.
Because of Xu Jiaojiao's relationship, the cooperation talks went very smoothly. The agreement was signed in just half an hour.
After solving the problem of workers' wages and brand promotion, the factory is expected to come back to life, but there are still many things left, and the most important thing is to open up sales.
Xu Guangfu's body cannot support such a heavy workload, and he has been suffering from leg problems for some time. He cannot delay it any longer and must seize the time to treat it to avoid muscle necrosis and affect his recovery. Liu Cen is very optimistic about the company.
He knew nothing about business management, and he had no time to take care of Xu Liang. At the same time, Xu Guangfu had to have people around him when he was seeing a doctor, so Liu Cen couldn't get away either.
This matter will eventually fall on Xu Jiaojiao. Originally, Xu Guangfu was a little worried about Xu Jiaojiao, thinking that although she was a college student, she had no experience after all.
But when he learned that Xu Jiaojiao was the general manager of Creative Mountain Gate, Xu Guangfu was completely relieved. Xu Jiaojiao could make Creative Mountain Gate so big and develop so rapidly, so running a factory would definitely be no problem.
Then I couldn't help but sigh, my daughter is really not simple.
Xu Jiaojiao didn't want to pick up the call at first. She obviously felt that something must have happened to Yu Fei. This time she returned to Fengyang, firstly to accompany her home, and secondly to relax.
If he takes over the factory business, his plan to accompany Yu Fei to relax will come to nothing.
Xu Jiaojiao smiled apologetically at Yu Fei. With Xu Guangfu's health and his young brother, she really couldn't ignore him.
Yu Fei smiled understandingly and said: Little fool, it's okay. You are busy with your business, I will go shopping around. I heard that Fengyang was the land of Longxing by Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Maybe there will be something to gain from it.
Yu Fei refers to antiques.
He came to Fengyang this time mainly to untie Xu Jiaojiao's knot, and he had not thought about visiting the antique market. But now Xu Jiaojiao has no time to accompany him, and out of boredom, he can only go to the antique market again.
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Fengyang is the hometown of Zhu Yuanzhang, the founder of the Ming Dynasty. It is also the place where Lan Caihe, one of the Eight Immortals, became an immortal. It is also the place where Zhuangzi and Huizi Haoliang watched fish. It has the world-famous Ming Zhongdu Imperial City and the Ming Emperor Mausoleum.
As a county town, Fengyang is not big, and its economic development level is relatively backward. Yu Fei's Land Rover attracted many people to point fingers wherever he went. In the end, Yu Fei had no choice but to give up driving and instead rode a dilapidated car.
bicycles going around.
To Yu Fei's disappointment, there is no specialized antique market in Fengyang. There are only two antique shops in Nanhuo Alley, but most of them are old items from the Cultural Revolution period such as chairman badges, plus some acid-etched bronzes.
The workmanship is very rough and it is almost worthless to visit.
Along Nanhuo Alley, Yu Fei walked to an ancient street with many pedestrians. The stone road felt a bit like walking on it.
A burst of cheers came from a corner. People on the left and right were bored, so Yu Fei followed the sound and went over to take a look.
The cheers came from a dilapidated theater, surrounded by walls as high as one person on all sides, and a small gate next to it. It used to sell tickets, but no one checks tickets here anymore.
Yu Fei walked into the garden and found that there were many different kinds of stools scattered around, including benches, round stools, and some even just took a handful of straw mats and put them on the ground to keep out the cold, and just sat on the ground.
The midday sun shines warmly on the field, giving people a somewhat lazy feeling.
On the high platform where the opera was originally performed, an old man in his sixties wearing a melon-skin hat was telling a story. There was a drum in front of the old man, and he would beat it rhythmically for a while when he talked.
This form of storytelling also exists in the countryside of Pengcheng. It is also called singing drums. Yu Fei also heard it when he was a child.
Common repertoire included the biography of Yue Quan, Xue Gang's rebellion against the Tang Dynasty, the romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, etc. Later, the repertoire became more and more abundant. At that time, there were few TVs and not many movies, so Yu Fei's favorite when he was a child
Just listening to people singing drums, but later on when there were more TVs, this kind of storyteller became rare. At this time, when he saw someone telling stories on the streets of Fengyang, Yu Fei couldn't help but feel a little warm, so he stood beside him like he did when he was a child.
I found a stool and sat down.
Yu Fei wanted to hear which passage the storyteller was talking about today, and whether it would be the same as what he heard when he was a child.
I guess somewhere around the corner, the old man stopped to take a sip of water, and then a teenage boy came over holding a gong to collect the money.
Everyone who was present to listen to the book would give some, some as much as five or ten yuan, while some as little as only one or two cents.
Yu Fei didn't have any change with him, so after thinking for a long time he could only take out a one hundred dollar bill and put it in the gong.
The child was stunned for a moment and looked at Yu Fei suspiciously for a long time.
Seeing that he had met a rich man, the old man talked more enthusiastically.
Fortunately, Yu Fei could understand Fengyang's words. After listening for a while, Yu Fei finally understood that the old man was telling the story of Zhu Di's Jingnan battle in the Ming Dynasty.
Yu Fei was listening casually, but he didn't expect to hear a huge secret that he had been concerned about for a long time. To be continued...