In mid-August, the weather is hot.

Song Weiyang went back to his hometown to check the company's specific situation. Yang Xin's management ability is very good and all aspects are orderly, but there are still some problems-the company is growing too fast, and there are chaos in all links of production, transportation and sales.

Chen Tao went to Beijing some time ago and invited Tan Xisong, director of CCTV's advertising department, to have a meal. The two women chatted happily. Tan Xisong took Chen Tao to visit several leaders and successfully sponsored CCTV's ace program "Qu Yuan Za Tan".

"Qu Yuan Za Tan" has a very high ratings, but its commercial revenue is very low. Because this is a producer-centered program, the producer Wang Wenhua has the final say, even the director of CCTV can't direct it. Wang Wenhua used to work in the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection and had a very hard background. She refused to commercialize the show, and she sent back all those who wanted to sponsor.

However, since last year, CCTV has begun large-scale commercial reforms. This is the general trend, and the producers of "Qu Yuan Za Tan" can't stop it.

Chen Tao paid full visits to Wang Wenhua five times, and finally let the other party's tone loose. Wang Wenhua said that naming is absolutely impossible, and no one should think of naming "Qu Yuan Za Tan".

Therefore, the following agreement was reached: Xifeng Iced Tea sponsors 1.5 million yuan of "Miscellaneous Altar of Quyuan" every year, and the host must say "drink Xifeng iced tea and watch the mixed altar of Quyuan" for each program. Every 3 minutes of the program, the words "Xifeng Iced Tea" and the logo must appear at the bottom right of the screen for 30 seconds.

Xifeng Iced Tea is positioned to be "close to the people", so I asked Ge You to advertise and endorse it, and now he sponsors "Miscellaneous Altar of Quyuan", which is considered as a fulfillment of his merits.

After playing with Chen Tao for two days, Song Weiyang went to Shancheng again to visit the Xikang Provincial Institute of Chinese Medicine, and then returned to Shenghai by plane.

Waiting for him is another dance party arranged by Citibank.

"I don't have to go." Lin Zhuoyun has recently become obsessed with ground coffee, and she studies and discusses with the girls in the store every day, and the other waiter girls have become their experiment (tasting coffee).

Song Weiyang threw the skirt to her: "Put it on, just take it to play."

One wearing a t-shirt and jeans, one wearing a green dress, it’s not like going to a commercial prom.

When they arrived at the ball, they found someone dressed more coldly: a white shirt with sleeves rolled up, the corners of the shirt tucked into the waistband, and a pair of cloth shoes on their feet. This guy doesn't look like a local tyrant, but more like a veteran official cadre who is physically blessed.

However, this person is the focus of the audience, because his name is Mou Zhong!

Many years later, Feng Xiaogang has evolved into a small steel cannon. He recalled Mou Qizhong and said: "Under the leadership of the boss (Mou Qizhong), he drove into the mountain. The boss's men pointed to one mountain after another and said, "This is us. The land, this is our mountain.' Director Zhang Jianya drank a few more cups of tea and had an urgency to urinate on the way. I said:'You can bear some, don't pee on the boss's site.' He said bitterly,'Who I know how big the boss’s site is.’ The car went for about 20 minutes and stopped at a mountain pass. Zhang Jianya said: “I should be out of the boss’s site. I really can’t hold it anymore.” He peeed back and asked the boss’s men:’ Is this still your boss’s land?” The subordinate replied: “It’s still here, and it’s not after the front.””

This year, Mou Qizhong sent another communication satellite to the sky. He plans to launch 60 satellites within three years to cover the earth.

"Hello Boss Mou!"

"Hello, Mr. Mou!"

One after another shook hands with Mou Zhong. There were executives from foreign companies, local entrepreneurs, and European and American diplomats based in Shenghai.

Mou Zhongzhong stepped on cloth shoes and rolled up his sleeves, chatting and laughing with these people, always occupying a dominant position.

There were too many people, Song Weiyang couldn't squeeze through, and simply took Lin Zhuoyun to hide in the corner to eat.

Not far from next door, there are two foreigners and a few local businessmen who are talking about building a club. It's a pity that no one takes the lead. There is a lack of people with sufficient charisma. Every time a party is talked about, the club just can't be built.

There are now two wealthy clubs in China, both in the capital.

A company called "Chang'an Club" is located at No. 10 Chang'an Avenue. It was initiated by Li Chaoren and Huo Daheng in Gangcheng. The entrance fee for individual members is US$16,000, and the entrance fee for corporate members is US$180,000. The members are mainly business people. constitute.

The other is called "Beijing Club", located on Xinyuan South Road. It was initiated by the sons of real estate developers Xu Daheng and Li Chaoren. The entrance fee for individual members is RMB 100,000, and the entrance fee for corporate members is RMB 125,000 (per 1350 yuan per month), members are mainly composed of presidents of foreign companies and consulate staff.

On Shenghai's side, it will take two years before a "Shenghai Club" will emerge. Its members include local businessmen, executives of foreign companies, and consulate personnel.

These are all circles, with contacts as the mainstay.

Except for some special invited guests, other participants have to pay for today's dance. Song Weiyang didn't pay for it, not because he had a big face, but because Citibank wanted to develop him into this circle. As long as the businessmen come a few times, they will usually stay, just like taking drugs, they can't quit.

Right now there was a guy who tried every possible means to get in and hand out business cards everywhere, even to Song Weiyang, who was wearing ordinary clothes.

"Hello, my dear Cai Zhiping, I don't know your husband's surname?" This person smiled and handed out his business card to start a conversation.

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Menggui, his surname is Song."

Very Coke has developed rapidly recently, and there are reports about Song Weiyang everywhere. Cai Zhiping reacted immediately: "Xifeng?"

"Exactly," Song Weiyang glanced at his business card and said with a smile, "China Textile Group is well-known."

"Mr. Song laughed," Cai Zhiping's expression was a little embarrassed, "Actually, our textile market is not as embarrassed as the outside world. As the central city of the Yangtze River Delta, Shenghai needs such a large professional market. The current difficulties All can be overcome. I already have a detailed plan..."

Cai Zhiping began to talk endlessly, peddling his own business plan, the purpose is nothing more than to fool Song Weiyang to invest money.

At the beginning of this year, a large-scale textile market was suddenly built on a wasteland in Shenghai. The opening day was extremely popular. Countless speculators came to rent and buy shops, which made Cai Zhiping and his partners profitable. Two or three months later, due to the inconvenience of transportation, there were no businesses looking for rent in this ruined place, and all the shops in the hands of speculators were destroyed.

Now Cai Zhiping just wants to bring more people into the pit and save enough funds to build the station by himself. Once the station is built, businesses can be attracted to settle in, and then dozens of buses can be purchased to pick up shoppers for free.

Don't look at this person in embarrassment now, he is the president of Shenghai Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce. Historically, his investment plan failed, and no one wanted to invest in the money-losing goods. He spent another half a year borrowing everywhere, and he actually borrowed 250 million yuan, eating up all the shares of the partners who were distracting, and buying 60 in one go. Many buses solicited customers for free, allowing the textile market to prosper quickly ~lightnovelpub.net~ The annual turnover reached 3 billion at its peak.

"How much do you need?" Song Weiyang asked directly.

"The more the better." Cai Zhiping said.

Song Weiyang said: "After September, I can invest 15 million yuan."

"Are you really willing to vote?" Cai Zhiping was rather incredulous. In the past two months, he broke his leg, and none of the fellow Zhejiang merchants was willing to invest, and his former partners also clamored to withdraw their shares.

Song Weiyang nodded and said, "I am a customer of Citibank. You can directly send the relevant documents and statements of the textile market to Citibank for evaluation and see how many shares my 15 million can hold."

Cai Zhiping did not deceive the joy of success, but said: "Mr. Song, I must explain the situation first. The current situation of the textile market is very bad. You have to consider it carefully. I don't want you to be like other partners after investing in shares. I’m arguing about divestment. I’m arguing with my energy and partners now, and I must do my best to implement my development plan."

"No problem, just like you said, Shenghai really needs a large-scale specialized textile market," Song Weiyang said, "your textile market is the only large-scale textile market in and around Shenghai. It is impossible to fall, and Shenghai City Government will not watch it fall. Moreover, after I invest in shares, I will not intervene in management, and will only let people from Citibank check the finances on a regular basis."

"As expected of Xifeng boss, Mr. Song really has vision," Cai Zhiping stretched out his hand and said, "I wish us a happy cooperation."

This is the advantage of the circle. If Song Weiyang does not come to the party today, he will lose an investment opportunity. This 15 million yuan will be smashed in, and you will sit and take dividends every year from now on. The more prosperous Shenghai develops, the higher the profit of this textile market.

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