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Chapter 182 President Wen's First Foreign Negotiations(1/2)

Vacation days always fly by.

This morning, when Wen Liang opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling in the master bedroom, it was already the 25th.

Finishing the exam on the 19th seems like yesterday.

6 days passed like this.

The electric curtains slowly opened, and wisps of scorching sunshine poured into the bedroom. In the new week, the continuous rain finally stopped.

Wen Liang stretched out, put on his home clothes, opened the door and walked towards a new day.

Unlike usual, there was no Li Rang waiting outside the door with his little hands waving.

Li Rang followed Li Yanbai back to Jiangxia yesterday afternoon...

Except for Qingming Festival, Li Rang hasn't been home for nearly three months. It's summer vacation now, so Li Yanbai took him back on the way.

Li Rang was in a dilemma.

She wanted to go back and see her grandparents again, and she also wanted to have sister Su Jian in Yangcheng.

Finally, Su Jian mentioned that she and Wen Liang would return to Jiangxia soon, so Xiao Li happily followed Li Yanbai on the high-speed rail.

Without this ‘annoying spirit’, even the life in the house would be a little less lively.

Hearing the sound, Wang Wanyu greeted: "That's right, breakfast has just been prepared."

"I wanted to call you, you are very busy today."

Wen Liang responded, washed his face and brushed his teeth before going to the dining table.

After looking at Wang Wanyu for a few times, Wen Liang said in a tactful tone: "Auntie, Rang Rang has gone home. Are you a little uncomfortable with it?"

"No." Wang Wanyu shook her head and laughed, "I used to travel a lot on business, so it was normal for me not to see Xiao Rang for three to five days."

Wen Liang: "..."

Fine.

It seems that he is just not used to Xiao Li letting him go home!

…………

After breakfast, Wang Wanyu went out.

Wen Liang was the only one left at home, sitting on the single sofa in a daze quietly.

The thoughts are still spreading out boundlessly, and then they are gathered together little by little.

It was almost 9:40 when Wen Liang got up and walked into the master bedroom.

I picked out a set of casual business-style clothes from the closet and put them on. After some deliberation, I picked a Jaeger-LeCoultre watch with a fancy dial and put it on my left hand.

I straightened my appearance in the dressing mirror and then went out.

Soon, Wen Liang got into the company's Mercedes-Benz S600 at the west gate of the community, and Li Xia sat in the passenger seat. They all waited for a while.

At early ten o'clock, the car stopped at the entrance of a coffee shop near the north of Tianhe Park.

There is a Mercedes-Benz S500 with Guangdong A license plate in the parking space in front of the store.

Wen Liang noticed.

After entering the store, the waiter told him that the customer had arrived, which made Wen Liang mutter in his heart.

'I arrived so much earlier than the agreed time.'

Wen Liang and Liu Chiping agreed on a time of 10:30 in the morning, also considering that it would take time for Liu Chiping and Maperli to arrive from Pengcheng.

Unexpectedly, people arrived early.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s very close to the WeChat headquarters, but Bolang has been dealing with WeChat since April, and Wen Liang naturally knows the address of the WeChat headquarters.

Coincidentally, it is located in the Southern Communications Building not far east of the South Gate of China Normal University.

The straight-line distance from the Silver Gray Building where Bolang is located is no more than 2 kilometers.

WeChat is a business that Goose Factory attaches great importance to, but it does not work at the Pengcheng headquarters. As far as Wen Liang knows, there have been many versions spread online, and the core of them is inseparable from Duoniu Duoniu, the father of WeChat.

Wen Liang doesn't care about the actual situation.

In short, in order to meet each other, Wen Liang took the initiative to arrange the meeting place with Mapperly not far from WeChat headquarters.

After all, the biggest intersection between Bolang and White Goose is not mobile games, but mobile communication and social networking.

Wen Liang is also quite curious about the future richest man. After all, he has never met him in person in his previous life.



Under the guidance of the waiter, Wen Liang walked into the reserved box. The first thing he saw was Maperli, and Liu Chiping was also in the room.

And Xiaolong from WeChat.

Facing the gazes of the three people, a smile appeared on Wen Liang's face. He speeded up his pace and apologized: "Sorry, I'm late."

"It's because we got here early." Mapperly stood up and stretched out his right hand, "Maplely."

Wen Liang shook Maperli's hand: "Hello, Mr. Ma, Wen Liang, it's our first time meeting you, please take care of me."

"Liu Chiping."

"Little dragon."

"beginning of summer."

Wen Liang did not arrange for Wan An to follow him.

They shook hands to get to know each other and took their seats respectively.

Not much pleasantries were exchanged.

It is impossible for Mapleli and the others to say something like, "Mr. Wen is indeed young and promising" on such an occasion.

Although the words are complimentary, they are no longer suitable to be placed on the head of Wen Liang.

Later, Li Xia asked the waiter to arrange two new pots of tea.

I don't care if drinking tea in a cafe is wrong.

After the tea was served, Wen Liang introduced it with a smile: "This is the tea I brought specially. It's not bad. Please give it a try, Mr. Ma."

"Then you have to give it a try." Mapperly smiled, but there was no other meaning in his tone.

In fact, neither he nor Liu Chiping nor Li Xia understood Wen Liang's intention of bringing tea.



Wen Liang made some preparations for this meeting.

First of all, Mapelly is also an ordinary person and does not have omniscience and omnipotence.

Secondly, Mapleli has been in the business for a long time, and his thinking mode must be far beyond ordinary people.

Again, it is important to make good use of this opportunity and ultimately achieve his own goals.

So Wen Liang has been thinking of ways to release some unusual signals from the beginning.

For example, relying on one's youth, one should be more casual, more high-profile, and more unrestrained.

There is no way, the resources that Wen Liang and Mapperly can leverage are several orders of magnitude different, so in the end, we still have to make use of our strengths and avoid our weaknesses, and make this gap ineffective at some levels.

After taking two sips of tea, Liu Chiping commented that the tea was good.

Afterwards, Wen Liang looked at Mapperly and said with a smile: "It's an honor for me that Chairman Ma can come to Yangcheng. Bolang is still a newcomer in the Internet industry, and he will be able to rely on Chairman Ma in the future."

"I don't dare to take what President Wen said." Mapperly said with a smile, "We are here to help each other and achieve win-win cooperation."

Wen Liang echoed with a smile and directly stretched the background: "Yes, win-win cooperation is the most important theme and value in the 21st century."

He also said: "Bolang was just a fledgling company, and it has grown to where it is today by accident. It's like walking on thin ice every day."

It doesn’t matter how you interpret this.

There is obviously ambiguity in it.

The so-called walking on thin ice can refer to Bolang or WeChat.

Mapperly smiled and said in a slow tone: "Yes, the characteristics of the Internet industry make us all walk on thin ice and have to deal with it carefully."

Wen Liang deliberately delved into some topics: "Bolang's development has not come easily. In fact, we have been seeking balance. I would like to ask Chairman Ma a question. What does Chairman Ma think is the core value of Bolang?"

Mapelly's heart moved slightly.

Wen Liang's inconsistency, which left no trace at all, made him unsure of what the overly young Wen Liang would be thinking.

Now this issue forced Mapelli to think a little more.

Bolang’s core value?

Of course he has his own answer to this question.

However, Mapperli also believes that no matter how much the outside world knows, it is just a superficial view and may not be clear.

As soon as his thoughts changed, Mapperly replied bluntly: "I think the core value of your company is actually Mr. Wen himself."
To be continued...
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