William Poulos, the president of Asia, was answering the phone. He stood with an awkward look on his face, bending over, which was very taxing for his fat and tall body, so that he kept wiping the sweat from his head. Although the office was open
Even though the air conditioner is on, the sweat still flows down like a river.
From the lingering sound of the phone, you can hear that the voice on the other end of the phone is not harsh, but there is an aura in the voice. This aura can make William Poulos feel a mountain of pressure even if he speaks calmly.
This is almost not a phone call, but a torture!
The call was finally over, and William Poulos was relieved. He sat down on the chair, let out a long breath, and picked up the cold coffee on the table and drank it in one gulp.
After a long time, he finally remembered that damn fax, the fax that caused him to be scolded by Mr. Forbes for more than ten minutes. He took the fax in his hand again, frowned and unfolded it gently. The fax had already been
It was crumpled by him and had just been picked up from the wastebasket.
"Their press conference will be held tomorrow?" The assistant walked in, and William Poulos instantly regained his composure. He was the boss with an aggressive temperament again.
"Yes, Mr. Pros." the assistant replied respectfully. However, he secretly glanced at his boss from the corner of his eyes. As an old employee, he could feel his boss's frustration. "This year marks the 50th anniversary of the founding of New China."
anniversary, so they only selected 50 rich people to be included in the list, hoping that through the concept of 50 people in 50 years, they can convey the image of a new China that is changing and taking off..."
This is almost exactly what was said in the fax.
"In Shanghai?" William Poulos asked in the next sentence, feebly and out of breath.
"The Portman Hotel in Shanghai is where President Clinton stayed when he visited China last year." The assistant answered fluently. Obviously, he was always concerned about his opponent in Shanghai, China.
"World-renowned financial media, such as the Financial Times, The Times, Fortune, Business Week, The Wall Street Journal, Barron's, The Economist, etc. have confirmed their attendance.
Major media will also attend, as well as various chambers of commerce in China and famous banks..."
William Poulos said nothing. He looked at the assistant and listened to him continue.
"National Broadcasting Corporation (n), American Broadcasting Corporation (a), CBS (s), British Broadcasting Corporation (), Japan Broadcasting Association (NHK), etc. will also report live...and," the assistant raised the question carefully
First, look at the silent CEO, "National Chamber of Commerce in Shanghai, China Chamber of Commerce in the UK
Confirmed to participate, the French Chamber of Commerce has confirmed to participate... In addition, Citibank, HSBC, Standard Chartered Bank, Deutsche Bank, and Hana Bank will all participate. Sandler, Vice President of Citibank China Head Office, has confirmed to attend in person... s "Nine Points"
News" Gao and producer and deputy editor Sam Brooke will attend in person..."
"American Chamber of Commerce?" William Poulos suddenly muttered to himself.
"President Fernanda of the American Chamber of Commerce attended in person..." The assistant looked at his boss, his heart moved, and he immediately understood why William Poulos would single out President Fernanda.
The president of the American Chamber of Commerce attended the list produced by the Chinese and abandoned the old Forbes. What does this mean? It shows that the whole world does not take William Prosper's list seriously!
"Forbes of New York...it's damn Laurie Minard..." William Poulos suddenly gritted his teeth, "It's him, it's him who united with this Chinese to make us embarrassed...I will remember..." He was covered with black hair
Mao's hands suddenly clenched and his eyes suddenly turned to the east.
That’s the location of China, Shanghai and Shanghai, China!
…
Uncle Colin once said a very classic saying, "A suit is a gentleman's armor."
If Peng Bo's armors were all bought ready-made before, then, now, Shi Jiao led Peng Bo into this place where armors are made to order.
"After wearing customized suits, many people will no longer wear off-the-shelf suits." Shi Jiao took the lead and walked in. The atmosphere of the office was very retro, with many black and white photos hanging on the walls. Celebrities from the UK and China immediately wore them.
The British manager wearing glasses came up to them, followed them very gentlemanly, and introduced them slowly.
Peng Bo was also visiting the store. He had never been to such a men's clothing custom-made store.
Well, huntsan is an old British store with a history of more than 200 years. It also holds a variety of royal supply licenses issued by the British royal family. There are thousands of styles to choose from in terms of fabrics alone, and there are only in-house
Exclusive fabric album, even Queen Victoria was once its customer.
"When it comes to men's customization, its origins can be traced back to the United Kingdom more than 300 years ago. All the Duke of Windsor's clothes were customized, which led to this trend. At that time, customization seemed to be associated with the royal family.
wait
No., custom embroidery with your own name is essential, which at least means: what you have is unique." Shi Jiao seemed to be very familiar with this place, and she introduced it eloquently, "Look, this
Fabric, this color is perfect for this summer.”
This is an iron-gray fabric mixed with violet pinstripes, which is both rational and sensual, indifferent and elegant.
"This suit fabric has three-proof (waterproof, oil-proof and stain-proof) functions, very good breathability and strong wrinkle resistance." The manager immediately introduced, "It is very suitable for business people," he gestured with his hands, "...
...This kind of fabric can ensure the drape and flatness of the upper body anytime and anywhere, you can see the photo..."
This is a classic two-button style with flat lapels, paired with a pure natural horn buckle, which makes the wearer more elegant, but the price is also better.
"Well, here's the tie." Shi Jiao smiled. She watched Peng Bo tailor his clothes with interest, "Which brand do you like? Do you have a favorite brand?"
Before Peng Bo could answer, his cell phone rang again, and the familiar foreign accent rang on the phone again, "Hi, fellow, where are you? I hope I am the first to come to Shanghai..."
"Hi, fellow, where are you?" Peng Bo immediately knew who was coming.
"I'm in Portman. Let's have dinner together at noon. I still hope to go to Villa Mahler." The other party seemed always so excited, and his smile was always so contagious.
"There are many delicious foods in Shanghai. I will take you to a place that no one else can find." Peng Bo smiled and looked at Shi Jiao, "Shall we go together?"
…
It's raining.
The magical city is shrouded in a cloud of mist and rain.
The two cars walked in tandem. The car turned from Yan'an Road onto Panyu Road, drove a short distance south, and stopped at the intersection of Pingwu Road. "I remember there is a private restaurant here." Peng Bo took a look.
Shi Jiao, as expected, under the Asahi Beer billboard is a small facade.
"Mr. Peng, I noticed that you are very familiar with Shanghai and Hainan. It's as if," Peng Bo took the initiative to hold an umbrella for Shi Jiao, "it's as if you were from Shanghai and Hainan in your previous life."
Peng Bo smiled, "I came back through time."
"Really, me too." Shi Jiao blinked slyly. During this time, she was reading "Looking for Qin" in her spare time.
"Hello, Lao Mu."
Peng Bo smiled and walked over to meet the man who was from his hometown. Well, I hope he didn't come back from time travel.