Reinventing the Millennium

Chapter 673 Don’t forget each other

The incident between Rhubarb and Gome is still making waves in the outside world.

The Huang sisters did not give up their efforts to welcome their brother back, and the fashion businessmen they were friends with were also quietly exerting influence.

But Fang Zhuo’s attention shifted more from Rhubarb to Gome’s business and the construction of his own e-commerce company.

The basic premise of those rumors and rumors about the grievances and hatred between himself and Mr. Dahuang is that Mr. Dahuang is always Mr. Dahuang of Gome.

As long as the country that is at its peak is taken away from the country, attention will naturally drop, and Mr. Dahuang's character will become kind.

If, that is, if you can't be kind to others, then asking others to be kind to you is also a suitable solution.

On August 10, Fang Zhuo put away his sadness and planned to start a # low-key time # , reduce public media exposure, and focus on the construction of corporate projects.

It’s still the same saying that a journey will tell you a horse’s power, everyone will understand themselves in the future.

However, just as Fang Zhuo gathered senior executives and prepared to start a warehouse inspection tour of Tesco, he received news from his old friend and classmate Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng was his roommate at school, and he was committed to improving himself on the road to undergraduate and postgraduate studies, and finally got his wish and was admitted to the graduate school of Jinling University of Technology.

The two have kept in touch in the past few years, but on the one hand, the company is too busy, and on the other hand, they have different experiences. The phone calls turned into occasional phone calls, then text messages during the holidays, and finally only Spring Festival blessings remained.

Fang Zhuo was very happy to receive a call from his old friend again. He agreed without hesitation to Lin Cheng's somewhat cautious inquiry about submitting his resume, and directly reserved the afternoon of the 10th.

As for Lin Cheng, his mood is rather complicated.

To put it simply - "About the fact that after I graduated from graduate school, my friend became the richest man in the mainland."

Although I still have two years of undergraduate studies before going to graduate school, seeing my friends’ descriptions in the media becoming more and more high-end still makes me have mixed feelings.

Lin Cheng wore a formal suit and arrived at the 23rd floor of Hang Lung where Yike was located, carrying his resume and various award certificates.

The beautiful and generous front desk, the low-pitched and orderly communication, the documents passing through the corridors, the conference room where senior executives participated... everything was in line with Lin Cheng's imagination of a listed company, and he became more and more restrained.

"Mr. Lin, wait a moment, Mr. Fang is having a meeting downstairs." The administrative clerk introduced Lin Cheng into the reception room, said this, and asked about his needs.

Lin Cheng took the teacup a little shyly and just waited silently.

People change. His old classmate has become famous, and he is quite worried about whether he came here this time or not.

About ten minutes later, the door to the reception room was pushed open.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Fang will be here soon. You can go to his office first." The clerk said gently.

Lin Cheng quickly stood up and followed to Yike's president's office.

As soon as he entered the office, he could see the conspicuous inscription - Be kind to others.

Lin Cheng felt something in his heart, and suddenly felt that Lao Fang might still be the same Lao Fang. When Lao Fang started to run the hospital business, he had good intentions. Now that he has reached this point, he still encourages himself all the time. It's... really good.

After another five minutes, the president's office welcomed the president and his brothers.

Fang Zhuo and six unsmiling men walked into the office.

"Old Lin, here you go." Fang Zhuo greeted his old friend, and then told the six former members of the Anliang Chamber of Commerce who came from abroad, "You first go to the Yike Human Resources Department to complete the entry procedures."

The six men said neatly: "Yes, Mr. Fang."

Immediately, they turned and left.

Lin Cheng swallowed, feeling his mouth was dry, and watched helplessly as Fang Zhuo sat on the boss's chair and started to pull out the drawers.

A black shadow flashed.

"Hey, go on." Fang Zhuo threw a cigarette, but saw that his old friend didn't move at all.

Lin Cheng was stunned for a moment before picking up the cigarette on the sofa, and said a little at a loss: "Uh, okay, Lao, Fang first, um, Fang..."

Fang Zhuo's face darkened and he looked at Lin Cheng: "Have you forgotten what you said before, 'We should never forget each other if we are rich or noble'?"

Lin Cheng still vaguely remembered, yes, dogs are rich and noble, don’t forget each other. The problem is, this is too rich.

He pursed his lips and said, "I still remember you said you wanted me to enjoy the blessings, so I thought about giving it a try after finishing graduate school..."

"Then you have found the right person." Fang Zhuo suppressed a smile and added, "But now, I can give you a gas station. Do you want it?"

Lin Cheng remembered this incident. At that time, there was something in the newspaper about profit opportunities for gas stations.

He looked at Fang Zhuo, and Fang Zhuo looked at him.

The two of them laughed, and the unfamiliarity of not seeing each other for a long time was relieved a lot.

"Come on, old classmate, show me your resume. Not many people can let me see this now." Fang Zhuo threw another lighter and said naturally.

Lin Cheng felt much more relaxed and joked: "That's right, you have now changed from Lao Fang to Mr. Fang."

Fang Zhuo took the resume and suddenly frowned, gas station... The reason why he and Lin Cheng talked about gas stations was because he wanted to join the WTO, import tariffs on refined oil would be reduced, and retail and wholesale would be liberalized within three to five years.

There seems to be an agreement in this regard in banking and finance.

Could it be that President Wu of the ICBC Capital City was looking for me for this matter?

Fang Zhuo dialed an internal number to check relevant information. On the other hand, he browsed the resume of an old friend. He had good grades in school, received scholarships, and participated in school activities and internships.

"Why did you originally want to study business administration at Polytechnic University?" Fang Zhuo asked.

Lin Cheng answered truthfully: "It's relatively easy to take the exam."

Fang Zhuo said "hmm", and after thinking briefly, he said: "Whether it is the academic qualifications themselves or our friendship, there is no problem with Yike or Yigou. Both directions are good. In the field of consumer electronics, especially smartphones, the future will be at least Ten years of golden period.”

"The same goes for e-commerce. As long as you are willing to think hard, the effort and reward will definitely be directly proportional."

"Think about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the secretary walked in with policy information that he had quickly compiled.

Indeed, the end of next year is the deadline for the full opening up of the financial industry as promised by the WTO. While bank reforms are also underway, ICBC has a shareholding change and may consider listing plans.

Fang Zhuo had a general expectation in mind and planned to study more policies in this area before going to the capital.

"Old Fang, what do you suggest?" Lin Cheng asked seriously when he saw Fang Zhuo's eyes moving away from the document.

"I really think they all work. If I have to recommend it, go to Tesco." Fang Zhuo explained, "It's easy to get options on Tesco."

Lin Cheng nodded: "Then shall I call you Mr. Fang from now on?"

"Public is public, private is private. Many occasions require formal addresses, even in private." Fang Zhuo was in a good mood after meeting his old friend. He wiped away the depression of being misunderstood and reminded, "Whether it is Tesco or E-commerce, Kedu has an interest-free loan for employees, specifically used to buy a house."

"I have emphasized this matter many times, but some people are still unwilling to buy it. If you join the job, remember to apply for this."

“If you buy a project developed by Yongke Real Estate, you will get discounts.”

Fang Zhuo said with a smile: "But work is work after all. If you don't perform well, you won't be promoted because of my relationship. I understand this."

"Yes." Lin Cheng breathed out slowly, "Of course I can understand."

"It just so happens that I will start the construction inspection of Tesco tomorrow. You can follow me for a trip first and be a supervisor." Fang Zhuo doesn't mind giving flexible conveniences.

As for what will happen in the future, it really depends on whether his diligence and thinking can match the opportunities of the golden age.

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