Reinventing the Millennium

The reception is over.

Fang Zhuo walked through the neon lights of the city and stood outside Xiao Yu's house.

Everything was silent.

It was hard for him to describe how he felt now, and he rang the doorbell.

Ding dong, ding dong.

After a while, the door was half-opened. Yu Hong frowned and looked at the company boss who was visiting late at night, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fang Zhuo stood at the door and asked a little awkwardly: "Can't we go in and chat?"

Yu Hong leaned against the door, with no intention of getting out of the way, and said lightly: "A detail worth mentioning. In the past, you would bring documents more or less when we met. Today, your hands are empty, it's late, and you smell of alcohol. What do you think? Should I let you in to chat?”

Fang Zhuo replied naturally: "Yes."

Yu Hong sneered: "This is a rhetorical question, and the answer is already in it."

"Hey, Xiao Yu, I'm very sober. Don't we even have this kind of trust between us anymore?" Fang Zhuo sighed, "I think we need to have a good chat."

Yu Hong said calmly: "It's so late? How do you stand to have a good chat with me?"

Fang Zhuo never thought that he couldn't even get in. He said a little annoyed: "Can't I talk to you about work? Can't we talk about what the next step of the company we build together should be?"

Yu Hong took out her mobile phone and displayed the time conspicuously. It was already 10:30 at night: "Since it's business, Mr. Fang, it's off duty time now. Please wait until tomorrow."

"Okay, it's time to get off work. I won't talk about business. I'm a little confused and want to talk to you. I won't be turned away like this without even a cup of coffee." Fang Zhuo said.

"Out of good intentions, I suggest you go back and have a good sleep after drinking, instead of knocking on the door here today to say you are confused, and knocking on the door there tomorrow to call sister." Yu Hong said without mercy, "Now, immediately Go downstairs and ask your driver to take you back."

Fang Zhuo was silent for a few seconds and said, "I drove here by myself."

Yu Hong was surprised. She knew the man in front of her had a firm attitude towards drunk driving.

"You're just one step away from being taken into custody by the New York police and then being praised in the Wall Street Journal."

Fang Zhuo sighed: "Yes, and he did it knowingly."

It seems a bit shameless to knowingly commit the crime.

Yu Hong stared at the sober eyes of the man in front of her.

Different from the last conversation, her previous gaze made this person look away. Now, she looked at him and he looked at her.

Silence fell between the two.

Yu Hong frowned again after a while: "You drank too much. If there is anything wrong, just say it right here."

Fang Zhuo didn't think chatting by the door was a good choice.

He thought for a while and made a suggestion: "How about you treat me to a cup of tea, and I'll talk to you about the interesting things about this ice core financing, like Lao Xiong and Mr. Dirty, how about that?"

boom!

The door is closed.

When it opened again, Yu Hong brought a cup of tea and handed it out: "Okay, let's talk."

Fang Zhuo didn't take the tea or speak.

Yu Hong retracted her hand and was about to close the door.

"What are you afraid of?" Fang Zhuo asked helplessly.

Yu Hong raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "What am I afraid of? You are so weird."

"You're the weird one! You're weird and contradictory!" Fang Zhuo raised his voice a little, "While trusting me with the huge amount of money from selling shares that people will never spend in a lifetime, at the same time you want to By shutting me out like this, do you think you are contradictory or not?"

Yu Hong choked.

"We jointly founded Yike. When we were looking for similar products on the market in Shanghai, we worked together. Do you remember?" Fang Zhuo asked, "Do you still remember the one we bought?"

Yu Hong replied coldly but without thinking: "PMP300."

"How much did it cost?" Fang Zhuo asked again.

Yu Hong obviously remembered it very clearly: "1700."

Fang Zhuo let out a breath: "Yes, the second model we bought was a Jukebox that cost 2,000 yuan. You still think it's expensive, do you remember?"

Yu Hong was silent. She remembered that the 6.4G Jukebox, priced at RMB 2,000, was larger than Sony's Walkman.

"Yike is our joint effort. You have spent so much energy to develop and compete in the US market to achieve its current scale. You just leave? I don't understand what kind of shit you are thinking about. But this decision is obviously wrong!”

"I am very happy that I can come to such a conclusion. Since it is wrong, then I have an obligation to correct it."

"I can't just watch Mr. Yu leave the company she is so invested in."

"Just because of some random and inexplicable reason!"

Fang Zhuo stared at Xiao Yu closely.

"I won't leave immediately." Yu Hong said calmly, "Pan Ben and I talked a lot at the cocktail party. I am convinced that he is a manager with excellent leadership skills. No matter what the reason is, he is now It has happened, and we all have to move on."

"No, I can't look forward. Look what you've made me become? I even feel guilty now for not answering Lao Xiong's call!" Fang Zhuo spread his hands.

Yu Hong had a straight face. She wanted to laugh when she thought of Mr. Xiong's appearance, but she couldn't!

"Hey, we need to talk about what you're afraid of." Fang Zhuo leaned forward.

Yu Hong was a little irritated: "What am I afraid of? What do you think I'm afraid of? Are you afraid that you will kick me out of the company? Are you afraid that you will waste my money? Or are you afraid that you will never find a suitable job again?"

She asked a series of rhetorical questions.

"You are afraid of being impressed or persuaded by me." Fang Zhuo said word by word.

Yu Hong thought this statement was funny, so she stepped aside and said, "Okay, come on, let me see what ivory you can spit out."

Fang Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and stepped into the door.

Then, he turned around, took the cup of tea from Xiao Yu's hand, and drank half of the cup.

Somehow, the shamelessness that I used to face Lao Xiong, Mr. Zang, Mr. Xu, Lao Ni and others didn't work well in front of Xiao Yu, so today's communication was a frank one.

Fang Zhuo glanced at the living room and saw the notebook with the screen still on and a stack of documents on the coffee table.

Yu Hong closed the door, turned around, and glanced at the man angrily: "Spit it out, what do you want to vomit?"

"I want you." Fang Zhuo put down his teacup, thinking that his speaking strategy was frank enough.

Yu Hong was stunned for several seconds. She didn't hear "What do I want from you?" For example, I want you to stay, I want you to continue to be in charge of the U.S. market, nor did she hear the pre-reason for "I want you." Why? You can easily say something like this.

She looked at Fang Zhuo steadily.

She turned around in embarrassment and opened the door, giving the same concise and sincere response: "Go away!"

Somehow, the shamelessness used to face Mr. Qiu, Lao Qiu, Brother Qin, Mr. Li, Professor Hu and others did not work well in front of Xiao Yu, so today's communication was an open and honest one.

Fang Zhuo ignored Xiao Yu's request and sat on the sofa. He looked at his notebook, which showed Yike's second quarter U.S. market analysis.

"Xiao Yu, it's like this. I drank some wine today, so I may not be sober."

Yu Hong didn't even close the door, so she stood by the door and talked to the man, saying sarcastically: "Really? That's not what you said just now."

"No, no, no, I mean I was sober before I came here." Fang Zhuo closed his laptop and pointed to the chair next to him, "Sit down and I'll talk to you about Yike's market situation this quarter."

Yu Hong closed the door subconsciously, took two steps, stopped, walked a few more steps, and then sat on the chair.

"It's like this. I wasn't very sober before, so I couldn't control my emotions. When I think that Yike is about to lose its wise and powerful vice president, I feel sad." Fang Zhuo said eloquently, "So, I Just ask yourself, can I accept Xiao Yu leaving?"

He continued: "The voice in my heart told me that I can't accept it. If I can't accept it, then I don't want you to leave."

"Is your American market in need of a vice president, or is Mr. Fang Zhuo, who likes to manipulate others, in need of Xiao Yu who listens to your teachings?" Yu Hong mocked, "OK, since you are so shameless Having said all that, are we still going to continue to talk about 'business belongs to business, and personal things belong to individuals'?"

After saying this, she calmed down: "Am I in your business territory or..."

Even if she suddenly really planned to have a completely decisive exchange, Yu Hong paused before continuing: "Or do you need a character in your life who can satisfy your possessive desire?"

Fang Zhuo couldn't answer, because there seemed to be two questions, but in fact there was no suitable answer to them.

Even if he doesn't want to think too keenly, his habitual judgment is that Xiao Yu doesn't like the logic of "business belongs to business, and individuals belong to individuals", and "possessiveness" is obviously not a good word.

He could only remain silent.

However, Fang Zhuo didn't speak, and Yu Hong had no interest in continuing.

She waved her hand: "Okay, Mr. Fang, wouldn't it be good for you to leave a tall enough image in my heart? Why bother?"

When Fang Zhuo saw that Xiao Yu didn't continue talking or chase him away, he thought for a moment: "Believe it or not, I couldn't think of what to say to you on the way here. I just felt that I needed to see you. At the very least, I also have to say something in front of you.”

"We are friends, we are partners, we are... we are spiritually compatible with each other."

"If I have to say..."

Yu Hong interrupted: "No one forced you to say it, and I didn't force you to say it."

"You didn't say anything about your actions, your decisions, but your actions let me tell you." Fang Zhuo said, and then he saw Xiao Yu's angry brows rising, and changed the subject, "But then It’s not the main thing, the most important thing is that my own heart is forcing me to say it, it’s me who insists on saying it.”

Fang Zhuo stretched out his left hand, clenched his fist, pointed it at himself, and lowered his voice: "Fang Zhuo, Fang Zhuo, what are you doing? Why did you come here? Why did you abandon your principle of not driving after drinking? Why do you have to get up when you are lying in bed?"

"Fang Zhuo, let me ask you, is there anything you must do or say?"

Fang Zhuo looked at his left hand without looking at Xiao Yu, and returned to his normal voice: "I don't know if I have to say it or do it. It's like those who face business projects have suddenly lost their judgment, and those who can face it have suddenly lost their ability." Lies that don’t change the color have no effect.”

He shook his left hand up and down and lowered his voice again: "Hey, Fang Zhuo, then put aside all the factors and make complicated things simple. Do you like that so-and-so?"

Fang Zhuo fell into deep thought and answered his own question: "Yes, I like Yu Hong."

The only sound in the living room was the sound of the two breathing each other.

Yu Hong pursed her lips.

Fang Zhuo stared at his left hand.

Yu Hong closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She raised her right hand, clenched it into a fist, and gave Fang Zhuo's left hand a hard blow. Then she lowered her voice amidst the latter's pained voice: "I have a question. Ask that shameless man for me."

Fang Zhuo rubbed his left hand and lowered his voice: "Okay, okay, tell me. I will ask for you. I know Fang Zhuo very well."

Yu Hong lowered her voice and asked coldly: "Ask him for me, does he like Su Wei?"

She put down her right fist, raised her chin, and ended this boring play house.

The name Su Wei is also like a silencer.

It is a name that inevitably stands between two people. Even if they can fool each other in the past, it is difficult to deceive each other's heart.

If this heart is still bound by morality.

Fang Zhuo also put down his left fist and answered himself honestly with a wry smile. He also answered Xiao Yu: "I like it."

Then he added: "I like them all."

Yu Hong stretched out her left arm and pointed in the direction of the door: "Get out of here!"

Fang Zhuo stood up silently and prepared to leave. Many things failed in front of Weiwei.

He didn't want to talk about whether a person could like two people at the same time.

But it is possible that two people will like the same person at the same time.

Fang Zhuo is not good at handling such situations, and he is not at all as comfortable as he is in business situations.

"You shouldn't have come today." Yu Hong looked at Fang Zhuo's back and gave her the last sentence.

Fang Zhuo turned sideways and looked back at Xiao Yu: "That's true rationally, but it would be nice if this world were all rational. Reason will tell you, don't stay up late. Reason will tell you, don't be angry. Reason will tell you, don't Doing those stupid things.”

He sighed: "But that's how people are. It's not just rational. I'm thinking, if I have to make one mistake in my life, then that mistake will be you."

Yu Hong listened to this.

She stood up from the chair, stopped two steps away from Fang Zhuo, and said word by word: "Why should I pay for your mistake?"

"Why should I use my life, my guilt, and my friendship with Su Wei to pay for your mistakes?"

"Fang Zhuo, Mr. Fang, please tell me, why?"

Fang Zhuo found it difficult to answer. When he heard Weiwei's name from Xiao Yu's mouth, he planned to surrender.

Yu Hong said sarcastically: "Just because you are a rich man? Just because you have achieved business success? Just because you are so proud and popular everywhere? Am I going to throw myself into the arms of the CEO like other women?" ?”

"Tell me, is that so?"

"Is it because of your wealth and status that you have the confidence to think that I am willing to pay for your mistakes?"

Yu Hong let out a "ha" and laughed: "Mistake in life?"

She stared at the silent Fang Zhuo.

Fang Zhuo also looked at Xiao Yu, looking into her eyes. There was sarcasm, ridicule, anger, or something else. Well, the villain who surrendered was beaten to death.

He shook his head: "Xiao Yu, I can't answer you, but someone can."

Yu Hong said disdainfully: "Who? Even President Fangda can't answer, who else? Which of your friends is Zhang Sohu?"

Fang Zhuo raised his left hand again and clenched it into a fist. He did not suppress his voice, but said softly like teasing a child: "You think that because I am poor, humble, unattractive, and short, I have no soul. Heart?"

After listening to the first half of the sentence, Yu Hong thought that this man was talking nonsense, but after listening to the whole sentence, she suddenly realized that it was Jane Eyre.

Fang Zhuo still said softly: "You are wrong! I have the same soul as you, and I have exactly the same heart! If God had given me a little beauty and a lot of wealth, I would also make it difficult for you to leave me, just It’s as hard for me to leave you now.”

"I am not talking to you now through customs, conventions, or even through the flesh, but my soul is talking to your soul, as if we had both passed away and stood together as equals in God. Come here - because we are equal!"

Fang Zhuo put down his left hand and looked at Xiao Yu: "It's not wealth, it's not success, it's not customs, it's not moral concepts, it's not someone who has reached a golden wedding, it's not some rich man who keeps a bunch of mistresses, it's just my heart and yours. "

"My heart asked a question to your heart, do you like Fang Zhuo?"

Yu Hong was stunned.

After a moment, she gritted her teeth and uttered: "You are shameless. You are not suitable for being together at all. You are half-hearted! How dare you say such things after hearing Weiwei's name!"

"Weiwei being with you is a mistake!"

"Why would she fall in love with a man who often gets involved with her secretary?"

"How can someone like you have the courage..."

Although Fang Zhuo still wanted to hear the attack on him by the person in front of him, he had to interrupt and said innocently: "Mr. Yu, may I ask, why do you often mix up your words with the secretary?"

"The company has a lot of affairs, don't you use a secretary?"

Yu Hong replied coldly: "My secretaries are all women."

Fang Zhuo nodded and said, "Yes, mine is also a female secretary."

He breathed out: "Oh, no, I mean, even though I am a female secretary, your use of the word 'stirring' somewhat puzzles me."

"There has been rumors in the company for a long time. How many female secretaries do you change every year!" Yu Hong criticized, "They leave the position of secretary and go to other departments. If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing!"

Fang Zhuo: "..."

He sat back on the sofa, raised his right leg on the sitting leg, and placed his left hand on his knee: "Mr. Yu, please sit down. Regarding your misunderstanding about the chairman of the company, I think this can be clarified."

"Perhaps, some secretaries will seek convenience at work in some tacit way, but I am not as wrong as you think."

"My reputation..."

"Forget it, what I mean is that I have absolutely no intention of using wealth or status to seduce others, and I have never had any personal communication with my secretary."

“If someone likes me, it’s out of appreciation for my hard work and positivity.”

"And you haven't answered the questions my heart asks of yours."

Yu Hong looked at Fang Zhuo, who had a lot of time to explain the company rumors, and decided to skip this question and still criticized: "Even if you don't have these things, you are definitely not a good person suitable for love and marriage. I should have advised Weiwei in the first place. !”

Fang Zhuo was even more puzzled: "Before today, I didn't seem to have any intention of making a mistake. Obviously, your impression was formed in the past. May I ask, where am I not suitable?"

"People like you always put work and business first. Women are never the first priority in your heart. Even when you are with someone like you, your first reaction is probably Don't affect your control of the company." Yu Hong pointed at Fang Zhuo, "Is that so? Do you give priority to your control of the company over your significant other? What's the point of being with someone like you?"

No, that shouldn't be the case.

Fang Zhuo doesn't think so.

When he recalled the close relationship he had with Weiwei, it seemed that this was not the case.

can you? No way.

Would anyone really consider a prenuptial agreement when getting close to each other to maintain control of the company?

Of course, corporate control is important, but that's not the first thought that comes to mind.

Fang Zhuo believed that Xiao Yu was wronging him and that she was avoiding answering a positive question when criticizing.

"I don't think I do."

"Xiao Yu, no matter what, I think you made certain decisions hastily. This is actually what you keep paying for. Otherwise, I can't find sufficient reasons to support your decision."

Yu Hong asked condescendingly: "Business belongs to business, and personal belongs to individuals. Who can really distinguish the two? I am not happy to be in Yike, isn't it? You can still tie me to Yike ?"

"Of course not. Sometimes I also think that it may be that the company's competitive pressure is too great. Apple's mobile phone project has lowered its prospects. It may be that the growing market makes people unable to resist higher and higher requirements." Fang Zhuo Said so.

Yu Hong glanced at Fang Zhuo coldly.

"Maybe I overestimated Mr. Yu. Maybe Mr. Yu used her personal feelings with me as an excuse to leave. She just couldn't control Yike's overseas market. She just saw other executives who were getting better and better. , I feel that if I don’t give in to Xian, she will end up in a bad way.” Fang Zhuo said flatly, “Maybe that’s the case, she needs to return to China to find a comfortable competitive environment, and spend more money than she can spend in a few lifetimes.”

"I understand, I understand, who is not like this? Is there anyone who is really willing to keep moving forward after getting the money?"

"It's no big deal, just say it."

Fang Zhuo raised his head and said lightly: "No problem."

Yu Hong smiled and commented: "Clumsy."

She shook her head slightly, picked up her long-cooled water glass, and took a sip of water: "Listening to all your nonsense, I really have a question that I have been puzzled by."

"Please tell me." Fang Zhuo felt like he was sitting in an office.

"From Registration Network to Yike to Bingxin, it's hard for me to deny what you just said. What is your hard work for? Your attitude towards work and projects..." Yu Hong looked for a suitable description, "It's like What goal are you pursuing all the time? What is there for you to chase?"

Fang Zhuo touched his heart: "Although I have been chasing forward, I am indeed willing to stop for you..."

Yu Hong interrupted impatiently: "Be honest."

Fang Zhuo took a breath and said frankly: "But it is true that I am willing to be here for you..."

Yu Hong picked up the document and signaled that she was going to smash it.

Fang Zhuo protested angrily: "I don't want to play female secretary anymore! I just like two people. What's wrong with me!"

"I want to listen to what's in front of me." Yu Hong was unmoved.

"It's hard for me to answer you because there is no definite reason." Fang Zhuo leaned on the sofa and said a little tiredly, "Maybe, if I really want to answer, which man can refuse the opportunity to be a hero?"

"A hero for revitalizing the industry?" Yu Hong was really surprised.

"The market is so big, and there is always a limit to the increase. I am happy to compete with people like Steve Jobs and Zhang Zhongmou. If one day, the market's dividends end, I am happy to try my competitiveness." What kind of thing?" Fang Zhuo said sincerely.

Yu Hong pondered.

Fang Zhuo looked at Xiao Yu's thinking eyebrows and coughed: "Maybe, Xiao Yu, even if we are so familiar, you still don't understand me."

Yu Hong looked up.

"Money and status, these are all things we already have that are enviable, but I even want to get a historical evaluation a few years later, which will benefit so-and-so, benefit such-and-such industry, etc." Fang Zhuo continued. , "Now, I think this evaluation can lower the standard..."

"Although Mr. Fang has shortcomings in his private ethics, his public ethics are worthy of him."

"I don't know what else to say..."

Fang Zhuo raised his left hand: "But most of what I said today is sincere."

"Most of it?" Yu Hong raised her eyebrows.

Fang Zhuo nodded: "I'm not sure about the prenuptial agreement. Although I know you very well, it's always difficult for people to understand themselves."

Yu Hong sneered: "Do you understand me?"

"Yes, I know you are a naturally competitive person, and you should continue to shine in Yike." Fang Zhuo said solemnly.

"Fang Zhuo, your confidence is very good." Yu Hong raised her index finger, "But you have become conceited."

Fang Zhuo asked, "Really?"

"Yes." Yu Hong finally gave a positive answer to a certain spiritual question, "I don't like you, not at all."

Fang Zhuo nodded, okay.

"I will not like a man who smokes. This disgust stems from the quarrels between my father and my mother about smoking since I was a child." Yu Hong looked at Fang Zhuo.

Fang Zhuo was shocked. He had smoked in Xiaoyu's car countless times: "I seem to have asked you if you mind if I smoke in your car? Your answer seems to be that you don't mind?"

"Your judgment is wrong. You can't even see my aversion to cigarettes." Yu Hong replied calmly, "Let's leave it at that, Mr. Fang. I admire your business judgment and your ability in certain directions and Perseverance in the field, but that’s all.”

"I won't hurt Weiwei, and I hope you won't hurt her either."

"Understand?"

Fang Zhuo nodded: "I understand, but you are not allowed to resign. Do you understand?"

Yu Hong wanted to laugh, but held it back and said with a straight face, "I will consider this matter seriously without any personal emotions."

"Okay, Mr. Yu." Fang Zhuo blinked, "Then I...leave?"

"Go away." Yu Hong waved her hand.

Fang Zhuo: "..."

He turned back three times in one step and left Xiao Yu's house with the sound of the door closing.

Fang Zhuo walked downstairs, took a breath of the cool morning air, and subconsciously took out a cigarette.

Then, he stuffed the box of cigarettes and lighter into the trash can.

Fang Zhuo walked towards his car, wanted to open the door but stopped and continued walking forward.

Smoking is harmful to your health. Please do not drive after drinking.