Lina made a fuss for a while, then opened the door and left. Tie Jun was in a daze. The longer they got along, the more dependent he seemed on Lina, which was not a good thing.
Shaking his head, Tie Jun thought of the miserable Grandpa Sergey. He was supposed to leave for Lake Baikal to prepare for his wedding in a few days, but he fell down again.
It's terrible now. Old wounds have not yet healed but new ones have been filled. It is estimated that spring will come soon.
There was basically nothing going on here. Tie Jun started to prepare to return to China, but something happened. Two foreign banks openly went to Anna's bank to cause trouble and injured two bank security guards.
Tie Jun was about to ask Lada's father to come forward. Linna smiled beside him, nodded Tie Jun's nose and said, "Leave this little matter to me!"
"Leave it to you? No, if you try to kill someone again, it will be a big deal."
Tie Jun shook his head. If she moved, she would be either an eagle or a bear. It would be terrible.
"A battle without bloodshed!"
Linna pulled out an idiom and turned around to make arrangements.
A day later, the presidents of the two banks went to Anna in person to apologize and sent 100,000 rubles in compensation.
Tie Jun asked Lina what she had done, and Lina said with a smile: "I will tell you when you come back and bring me a satisfactory gift!"
"That's hard to say. Tell me what you want, right?"
"Yeah, cheongsam, and "Jin Ping Mei"."
""The Plum in the Golden Vase"?"
Tie Jun is embarrassed, where did this eldest sister hear this stuff?
"Yeah, in Russian or English."
"Okay, there seems to be an English translation."
Taking note of Lina's bizarre request, Tie Jun returned to China, but instead of going home, he was transferred directly to Beijing.
After handling the Chinese pager matter in two days, I quickly asked Mr. Wu to make an appointment with the CCTV advertising department. Mr. Wu called back. Three days later, Director Yang personally received me in the afternoon.
I stayed with my mother-in-law in the hospital for a few days, and I felt very anxious. Her condition kept recurring, and I was really worried that one day the old man would never be able to open his eyes again.
The house in Fangzhuang was renovated, but Chu Yao felt it was too smelly, so she temporarily stayed at Wan Qiu's house. Tie Jun knew that it was useless to persuade her, so he could only let her go.
Soon it was time to go to CCTV to negotiate the contract. Wu Laoxin bought an Audi and happily drove to pick up Tie Jun.
On the way, Mr. Wu briefly introduced the current advertising department of CCTV. Since its establishment in 1987, the results have been average.
Every year, advertising tasks are completed by surprise at the end of the year. Tie Jun likes to hear this kind of news. In a few years, he will be the best bidder.
Taking advantage of the current cold weather, if you can sign for one more year, you can earn one more year. Not to mention that the Soviet Union is pouring in money. Within three years, the ice must be broken successfully.
The meeting was at the newly opened Media Center. Director Yang brought two deputies, one male and one female. As soon as they shook hands, Tie Jun felt that Director Yang's confidence was lacking.
"Director Yang, have you completed the advertising tasks for 1991?"
Tie Jun smiled and asked a very sensitive topic. He didn't expect him to tell the truth, but just watched the changes in his eyes and face.
Director Yang laughed dryly and said: "Haha, not even close, Mr. Tie, I'm counting on you!"
Not even close, haha, it should be a lot worse, right?
Tie Jun secretly smiled in his heart. Knowing the answer, he felt a lot more at ease. All that was left was to slowly handle this little bald man.
"As long as Director Yang gives me prime time, I can pay the money in one lump sum."
"A lump sum? Really?"
Director Yang's face lit up with joy. In the past two years, the contract he had signed was either introduced by the leader or paid in three installments. It was Scorpion's only one who was as happy as Tie Jun.
"Of course, I dare to joke with Director Yang!"
"Lao Yang, Mr. Tie's annual net profit from international trade is this amount."
Mr. Wu was fanning the flames next to him, raising two fingers and waving them in front of Director Yang's eyes.
"Haha, you are really young and promising. You can make a profit of 20 million yuan, and your turnover will be over 100 million yuan, right?"
Director Yang gave a thumbs up and complimented.
"Hey, there's a 0 missing."
Mr. Wu shook his head, and the three of them stared at Director Yang, "Hey, are all private companies so awesome?"