Chapter 257 Zhang Yadong: Han Qiao, you are taking care of your sister-in-law

Headquarters of Baixiang Group, Xinzheng City, Hezhou Province.

At 11:00 pm, the dark office building was still on, and the lights on the general manager's office on the top floor were still on.

There were many people sitting on both sides of the conference table.

The smoke was shrouded in smoke, and everyone looked at the silent man smoking in the front.

After a long time, the woman on the left had exquisite makeup and petite figure. The black suit was ironed without any wrinkles. She pushed the gilded fine-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, frowned, and said with a strange accent: "Mr. Yao, there is an old saying in China that people who know the current affairs are heroes. I think that after so long, your company should know its current situation. Accepting cherry blossom investment is the best result."

"Yes, Brother Yao, it's nothing. The company is still our company. It's just that it has more equity parties and has received Sakura's funds. We can also expand production scale and sales channels. This is beneficial to us, Brother Yao!"

"Brother Yao, it's not the time to be willful. There are so many mouths in the factory waiting for dinner..."

"Brother Yao..."

Talked and talkative.

Everyone looked at the silent smoking man as expected.

The Baixiang instant noodles are not in good condition at present. Several domestic instant noodles companies, Uni-Yi, Kang Shuaifu, Huafeng... are all funded by Taiwan Province or Cherry Blossoms. Only Baixiang, formerly the instant noodle factory under the Hebei Provincial Department of Grain, is an authentic state-owned enterprise. In 1989, the Baixiang factory was established, but the initial operation was not appropriate and was on the verge of bankruptcy. At that time, it was this man who led Baixiang out of the dilemma.

A few years have passed, Bai Xiang is under the control of Kang Shuaifu, under the siege of Huafeng, under the siege of Huafeng, the market share has retreated again and again, almost disappearing into the market, and once again faces a life-and-death dilemma, and this time...

Too simple.

It’s nothing to accept investment from Sakura Country. Kang Shuaifu, Unification and Huafeng do this.

Accept investment.

Not only can it bring back life, but it also has the opportunity to enter the East Asian market...

"Miss Under the Inner, it's so late, why not talk about it tomorrow."

Yao Zhongliang was in his forties and had gray hair. He was a soldier in his early years. His waist was straight and he stood like a pine tree. The smoke was squeezing it out in the ashes.

"Okay..." Inoshita Matsuka didn't hesitate and simply stood up.

His eyes swept across the shareholders in the conference room with sharp eyes, smiled, and his high heels stomped on the ground, and he walked away confidently.

Several times, the investment in China's instant noodles represented by the Sakura Kingdom, no matter how tenacious the enemy is, it will be crushed by the torrent of reality. This time, it will be no exception.

The figure disappeared at the door.

"Brother Yao, give me an idea."

"I don't think so." Yao Zhongliang put the lighter on the table, and spit out a cloud of smoke and poked the desk: "This is our place, our company, why should Japan have the final say? Don't forget, our purpose..."

"And instant noodles are daily consumables, which is not an easy task. With Japanese funds, the Chinese people's mouths will be pinched by the Japanese. At that time, for the sake of interests, Japan will ask us to lower production standards, should we listen or not..."

"But Brother Yao, we don't agree. The factory goods cannot be sold, and brothers have to eat too... we can't starve to death."

"Actually, I don't think it's that difficult. As long as we stick to the bottom line, nothing will happen."

Yao Zhongliang sneered: "If you put down the bottom line, it will not be so easy to stick to it."

In a word, a few spits and nails.

silence.

With a few lighter sounds, the shareholder on the left voice was hoarse and he said hard: "Brother Yao, we all understand what you said, but if you don't agree, don't say anything, even the white statue may disappear completely..."

"This is not just a matter of the company, but also a matter of thousands of people in the company who open their mouths and tens of thousands of families behind it..."

"That's it, I'm thinking about it." Yao Zhongliang stood up, looked at the court and sighed, and sat down and said, "I actually have an idea. Han Qiao doesn't know if you know it. I'm going to invite him as the spokesperson..."

"Spokesman?"

"Brother Yao, I don't know who Han Qiao is, but now we are facing suppression from the three major domestic giants. Is it really effective to just find a spokesperson?"

"that is……"

"You can't say that. Our biggest difficulty at the moment is that the marketing is not enough. According to what my son said, it's just that it's not well-known." Yao Zhongliang's voice was calm: "Han Qiao is a very popular star recently. This time he asked him to endorse him, maybe it was an opportunity. I told me that since the situation is already like this, I think it's better to give it a try instead of lying down and dying..."

"As it still said, if you surrender without fighting, there would be no such soldiers."

"If you believe me, follow me..."

Conference room...

Several people looked at each other, and the person on the left stood up, his voice was very fierce: "Since Brother Yao said that, everyone is willing to continue to follow you. The little Japanese bullies too much, and fuck her to death..."

………………………………………

The car drove smoothly down the north-south viaduct.

Han Qiao looked at the bus stop sign outside the window and waved past. The familiar girl on the stop sign had a sweet smile. The pink background was full of youthful vitality. He couldn't help but say: "Jinsha is so popular now?"

Yay.

I haven't received this treatment yet.

As we go along the way.

More and more "golden sands" appear in the bustling areas of the city.

Ma Jia smiled and closed the document: "This boss doesn't care about his company. Jinsha is not weaker in the music industry than you. There are many fans of her in the school now..."

"Not a new album is going to be launched now, Universal has invested a lot..."

Han Qiao couldn't hear it in his ears.

What he cares about now is how much money "Pangu Music" has made.

Ma Jia looked at Han Qiao's mysterious appearance, took out another document from her arms and handed it to Han Qiao: "Hey, this is Pangu Music's revenue report in the first half of the year..."

Han Qiao followed it and glanced at the bottom of the summary: 9.8 million.

Jinsha debuted last year and has released three albums so far. The speed of this album is a mudslide in the music industry. The most important thing is that Han Qiao is the one who has the best-selling works, the least of which is the first one, and the sales volume of 500,000 yuan. The third album is 1.3 million. Let’s put it this way, Milk Tea Roll debuts, with one album a year, the first one is only 500,000 yuan, the second one is 1.7 million, and the third one is 2.2 million...

Jinsha 1.3 million copies are not qualified in Milk Tea Lun, but you should know that Milk Tea Roll will be popular in East Asia in 2002...

Han Qiao didn't expect it to be so fast, but thinking about it, it's normal. His songs are all high-quality songs that can be selected from thousands of times. Not to mention Jinsha, even a pig can fly...

What's more, Jinsha is still a vital girl.

Han Qiao was happy, put down the paper, and said happily: "Sister, where is Jinsha now? If you have time to make an appointment to have dinner, now she is my little golden rooster..."

"Jinsha is so cute. In your eyes, is it just a hen that can lay eggs..." Ma Jia said, "It should be in the company these days. A few days ago, Mr. Xia was thinking about holding a concert for her. Recently, he has been determining the location of the concert."

“Concert?”

"Yes, the company means Shenghai, but there are Anita Mui and Su Youpeng's concerts in the past few months. Jinsha is probably a bit lingering in the past, but Yanjing can..."

Jinsha is now really a "golden rooster".

The car arrived at the company's door.

Han Qiao got off the car and a beautiful figure ran over in front of him, holding his arm, and his voice was a little sweet: "Brother Han, long time no see."

Han Qiao looked down and saw Jinsha faced the sky, with a ponytail, a light blue princess dress, a ruby ​​on her collarbone, making her skin look tender and white. She raised her head and smiled sweetly, and blinked her eyes. Han Qiao smiled and touched Jinsha's head: "Golden Rooster... No, Jinsha, why are you here?"

Jinsha smiled a little stiffly, shook Han Qiao's hand away, and stared at her annoyed: "What is a golden rooster?"

"It's too much. I'm still thinking that you are coming to the company, so I'm here to pick you up at the door..."

Jinsha was a little angry.

Han Qiao sighed.

In the past, Jinsha said whatever she said in front of him, but now she is different. She is much more lively and will reveal her mood...

"Nothing...it's just a song..."

"What song?"

Jinsha's delicate eyebrows were stretched cutely, and she rushed up like a dog's legs, hugged Han Qiao's arm, pulled it, and said excitedly: "Brother Han, do you have a new song? What style? Can it be an ancient style? Now the ancient style is so popular..."

Han Qiao felt the softness.

Big...

The two walked to the elevator door talking and laughing.

The elevator door just opens.

Han Qiao felt a little cold and looked up and felt a little embarrassed.

Zeng Li looked cold, glanced at Han Qiao and Jinsha, and sneered in contempt, and angrily hit Han Qiao, stepped on the ground with high heels, and gave the back of her head.

Han Qiao hasn't spoken yet.

Jinsha jumped up and shouted: "Hey, are you polite? You don't even apologize if you hit someone..."

Zeng Li paused, turned around and walked over, with a cold face: "I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter."

Han Qiao smiled awkwardly and pulled Jinsha into the elevator: "Okay, Da Lizi didn't do it on purpose."

"Do you know her?"

"Why is it so rude to know each other?"
To be continued...