Vol 3 Chapter 549: Give time 1 o'clock, let the past pass, let the beginning begin

　　 Rooms 501 and 502 of the Motel Hotel in Jiangling District, respectively, live with Huang Biao, the director of the Blu-ray electronic LCD screen manufacturer, and Wang Xiaodong, the sales manager.
　　 The two are relatives. After eating, they found it was early, so they sat in the room and chatted.
Wang Xiaodong was not thirty years old. It was when he was most energetic. He was smoking while complaining to the factory manager: "The new century's general manager Hong is really big. After business talks, he won’t say hello to a meal. Don’t you understand the human world?"
　　 "Understanding is also understanding."
　　 Huang Biao watched "Animal World" on TV, and replied: "It's just that we don't have enough identity. He is too lazy to spend time."
　　 "Did you see that beautiful President Zheng today?"
　　 Wang Xiaodong continued to ask: "I heard that she was in charge before the new century. President Hong succeeded in fighting for power and profit. Now the electronics factory has the surname "Hong"."
　　 "Where did you hear the news."
　　 Factory Director Huang Biao is in his 40s and he knows a little bit more: "The new century will always be surnamed Zheng, Hong Shiyong is just a spokesperson."
　　 "In fact, it doesn't matter what the last name is."
　　Wang Xiaodong looked at the goose feathers and heavy snow outside, and his silhouette was reflected on the glass of the window, and said quietly: "In their eyes, we are just an insignificant supply chain."
　　 The yellow label flicked the white soot, did not speak, wanted to be respected, but also wanted to make money, where is there such a good thing in the world.
　　 "咚咚咚."
　　 Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
　　 The yellow label thought it was a hotel attendant, but when I opened it, I found it was not.
　　 A young man stood at the door. This weather only wore a sweater and a down jacket. The down jacket was still open, with a familiar smile on his face. He nodded and said hello: "Is it Mr. Huang from the blue sky?"
"you are?"
　　 Huang Biao thought for a while, and made sure he didn't know each other.
　　Wang Xiaodong heard the movement at the door, and saw that this young man was tall and had a scornful scent between his brows and eyes. He was worried that something might happen, so he walked over and stood side by side with Huang Biao.
　　 "I'm Chen Hansheng from GuoKe Electronics, I'm a poor boss."
　　 The young man laughed and stretched out his hand: "Fortunately to meet you."
　　 "Today we went to the New Century for a meeting. We passed a construction site under construction."
　　 Wang Xiaodong whispered: "Later, I asked, that is GuoKe Electronics, which is said to be a large manufacturer of electronic products."
　　 Huang Biao nodded, indicating that he knew what he knew. He stretched out his hand and shook Chen Hansheng: "I don't think the boss of GuoKel Electronics is so young."
　　 There is a strong suspicion in this sentence, but Chen Hansheng has a way, he beckoned and shouted: "Brother Kai, it's time for you to play."
　　 "Anyone else?"
　　 Huang Biao and Wang Xiaodong looked at each other, but they were familiar faces. It was actually Li Xiaokai, the deputy director of the New Century Electronics Factory, who had just met at the venue this afternoon.
　　 This is a big man, the main leader in charge of technology in the new century, but how he gets mixed up with the boss of the shell and visits privately, there must be something to do.
　　 After Li Xiaokai exchanged greetings with them, Huang Biao and Wang Xiaodong confirmed the identity of Chen Hansheng.
　　Chen Hansheng looked at the time: "It's only less than 8 o'clock. I heard that Hong Shiyong did not arrange a dinner party. I arranged a table at the Jinling Hotel. Will Mr. Huang appreciate his face?"
　　 Jinling Hotel is a five-star class, Wang Xiaodong's eyes moved.
　　 "Thank you, Mr. Chen, we have already eaten."
　　 However, Huang Biao didn't think it was that simple. He was worried about the extra-juncture, so he refused.
　　 "What is President Huang worried about?"
　　 Chen Hansheng smiled: "I just want to order a batch of LCD screens with Blu-ray, do you not have business?"
　　 "That's it."
　　 Huang Biao thought for a while, his eyes dangled on the faces of Chen Hansheng and Li Xiaokai, and finally nodded and said, "Thank you, then."
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　　 After leaving the hotel room and coming downstairs, Chen Hansheng drove the car over and signaled Huang Biao and Wang Xiaodong to get in.
　　 "Land Rover."
　　 After Wang Xiaodong got in the car, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Huang Biao: "This car is very expensive."
　　 Huang Biao: Xiaodong, what purpose do you think they have.
　　Wang Xiaodong: Isn’t Guohu going to order a display screen?
　　 Yellow label: If it's just for business, then they are the fathers. Have you ever seen your father invite your son to dinner? There must be something tricky.
　　Wang Xiaodong: What are you afraid of? We won't lose even if we are 2 vs. 2, unless that Chen Hansheng can play 2 by 1
　　 Looking at this posture, if there is a fight, Li Xiaokai is directly ignored.
　　 However, there were no moths on the road, and the four of them chatted casually, and soon arrived at the Jinling Hotel in the center of Jianye.
　　 The five-star hotel is naturally very high-grade, the magnificent lobby, the air exudes a faint fragrance, and the waiters all serve with smiles.
　　Wang Zibo, who had been waiting in the box, saw Chen Hansheng coming, stood up and whispered, "Xiao Chen, then I'll go back to school first."
"Have you eaten?"
　　 Chen Hansheng asked.
　　 Wang Zibo shook his head: "No, the price here is too expensive. I'll just go back to the cafeteria and eat a bowl of noodles."
　　 "Then what are you going to do."
　　 Chen Hansheng pointed to the chair: "After eating, we will go."
　　Wang Zibo hesitated: "Will it interrupt you to talk to others."
　　 "No."
　　 Chen Hansheng patted Wang Zibo on the shoulder: "I have something to do with you." "Okay."
　　 Hearing that there was something to help, Wang Zibo stayed. He knew that there was a big gap between Chen Hansheng and Chen Hansheng, and he was also wondering what could help his best friend.
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　　 During the meal, Huang Biao has been waiting for Chen Hansheng's request, but he seems to have forgotten about it and just talked about the development of the domestic electronics industry.
　　 It was just after 9 o'clock after the meal, and Chen Hansheng warmly invited Huang Biao and Wang Xiaodong to have a "leisure".
　　 "Forget it, Mr. Chen is too troublesome."
　　 Huang Biao refused again. The more enthusiastic Chen Hansheng was, the more Huang Biao felt that he was not at ease.
　　 "It's no trouble, it's right by the side, I have nothing to say yet."
　　 Chen Hansheng pointed to Yingtai Shuihui, and walked over with his arm around the shoulder of the yellow label.
　　 Li Xiaokai quietly said goodbye, he knew what was in the sink, he was not very interested.
　　 Chen Hansheng nodded and agreed, Li Xiaokai didn't like this tune, but there were many who liked it.
　　Wang Xiaodong is a salesperson who runs the market. He is clear about these things, and he has some expectations in his eyes. Of course, the more he likes Chen Hansheng, the more he likes it.
　　 Chen Hansheng had already made an appointment, and he reported the name of "Jin Yangming" at the front desk. After receiving the hand card, the waiter opened a secret door and led Chen Hansheng and the others downstairs.
　　Wang Zibo has been to this kind of place before, but he went upstairs. He didn't know what the scene was downstairs. His heart was beating a bit fiercely, but when he saw such a narrow staircase, he was a little disappointed.
"this one?"
　　 Wang Zibo muttered silently: "The decoration is terrible."
　　 However, after he really came downstairs, Wang Zibo couldn't help but want to admire "You can always trust Chen Hansheng!"
　　 Looking around, rows of high-end chandeliers are shining brightly. The tiles on the floor are already very clean. From time to time, there are aunts cleaning the floor. There are various bronzes on both sides of the corridor. Although they are fakes, they always have a little majestic atmosphere.
　　 There are often young girls wearing high waist cheongsams and 8cm high heels passing by them with a smile and bowing politely.
　　Wang Zibo took a look at him quietly. Every one of them was actually pretty. He was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't control his eyes, so every time he raised his head, he had to check if anyone was paying attention to him.
　　 Not to mention Wang Xiaodong, compared to the places I’ve been to before, the boss of GuoKang really paid for it tonight.
　　 At this time, the minister downstairs came over to look at the cards in his hand, smiled and led Chen Hansheng to a separate box with sauna, hot spring, and shower.
When the four men soaked in the "gudu" hot spring, Chen Hansheng turned his neck and said, "Mr. Huang, I know that New Century has ordered 2 million goods with you. The deadline is the end of April 2005. I want to make a small request with you."
"any request?"
　　 Huang Biao thought finally, this is the most important game of tonight.
　　 "The shipment you gave to the new century will be delayed until April 30 before being shipped."
　　The white fog above the hot spring is too thick, and the yellow label can't see Chen Hansheng's expression clearly, only the voice can be heard: "This will not violate the contract you signed with New Century."
"what?"
　　 Huang Biao was taken aback, isn't this deliberately Yin Ren.
　　 Generally speaking, the supplier only has to deliver the goods in advance. How can they deliberately delay the delivery before the deadline.
　　 If the New Century is ready for everything else, it will wait for the electronic LCD screen that meets the requirements to be put down, and Hong Shiyong will basically be blown up with one hand.
　　 Huang Biao couldn't help but looked around, for fear that someone from the new century was eavesdropping.
　　 "President Huang, don't be nervous."
　　 Chen Hansheng stretched out his arms and stirred the hot spring water with "wow, wow": "That's why I have only said that now. Now everyone is not wearing clothes, you don't have to worry about me carrying a recorder or something."
　　 Chen Hansheng seemed to see through Huang Biao's inner thoughts, and said comfortingly.
　　 "Hoo······"
　　 Huang Biao slowly relieved his heart. He glanced in the direction of Chen Hansheng, thinking that this young man looked like a ruffian, but he was thinking very deeply.
　　 "Sorry, we can't agree to this request."
　　 However, Huang Biao still refused: "If we do this, we will not have any business dealings with New Century in the future."
　　 "What are you afraid of?"
　　 Chen Hansheng said indifferently: "GuoKe Electronics can place an order of 3 million with you. In the future, whenever there is a supply demand for electronic screens, blue light is also the first choice."
　　 One family has 3 million, and one family has 2 million. The extra 1 million is not a small amount.
　　 "Can I ask, what is the purpose of President Chen?"
　　 Huang Biao still did not agree, but asked Chen Hansheng instead.
　　 "It's too much trouble to explain."
　　 Chen Hansheng smiled and said, "Just treat me as revenge for Zheng Guanti, the former boss of the new century, so it is relatively easy to understand."
　　 At this time, two tall girls in cheongsam walked into the bathroom. They didn't seem to see the four men in the bath. They took off the cheongsam programmatically, put on a tulle-like pajamas, and walked over to say hello with a smile.
　　 "Boss."
　　 "Ang."
　　 Chen Hansheng waved his hand: "I want to say a few words first, you will serve later."
"it is good."
　　 The two girls bowed and sat farther away consciously.
　　Wang Zibo raised his head, clouds covered the mist in the box, and the two girls over 1.65 meters shuttled between them, like fairies in the sky.
　　 "So beautiful, why do they do this kind of business?"
　　 Wang Zibo, who saw this scene for the first time, couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
　　 But the eyes of Wang Xiaodong next to him are about to fall out, staring at the two girls invisible, and smiling greasyly at Wang Zibo.
　　Wang Zibo is a little bored, but considering that Wang Xiaodong is Chen Hansheng’s business partner, he can barely deal with it.
　　 "Mr. Huang."
　　Chen Hansheng sighed: "I'll just tell you that the new century is bound to fail. With the appearance of Li Xiaokai, can't you realize anything?"
　　 "One of the goals established by Guo Ke is to cross Hong Shiyong."
　　 Chen Hansheng said earnestly: "You will only narrow the road with Hong Shiyong. With the order of 3 million for GuoKe Electronics, it depends on President Huang.
　　 Huang Biao remained silent, Chen Hansheng lit his cigarette and waited for Huang Biao to make a decision.
　　 "After doing this, I always feel sorry for Mr. Hong's trust."
　　 Huang Biao said in a soft voice~EbookFREE.me~ Don’t think too much, you have lost Lao Hong, and we are there. "
　　 Chen Hansheng flicked the soot: "Mr Huang, give time to let the past pass and the beginning to begin. The road is at your feet, and the choice is in your hands."
　　 "Wow!"
Chen Hansheng stood up suddenly, dripping with drops of water on his body: "If you agree, I will call you 3 million years ago; if you don't agree, I will ask Mr. Huang to have a meal, soak in a sauna, and treat it as a good friend. Friends."
"gone!"
　　 Chen Hansheng waved at Wang Zibo, not even looking at the two girls in the corner, it was actually given to Huang Biao and Wang Xiaodong.
　　Wang Zibo feels a bit complicated, especially thinking that Wang Xiaodong can actually enjoy such a girl when he is rubbing, he said to Chen Hansheng boringly, "Xiao Chen, what do you need me to help?"
　　 "If you don't tell me, I almost forgot."
　　 Chen Hansheng took out his cell phone, and when it was almost 10 o'clock, the cell phone rang on time.
　　 "Hey, Xiao Chen, are you drinking tonight?"
　　 Xiao Rongyu's sweet voice appeared in the microphone.
　　 "I haven't drunk, I'm so behaved. Tonight is the gathering of old colleagues from Rocket 101, and Zibo is there."
　　 Chen Hansheng handed the phone to Wang Zibo, motioning him to lie.
　　 "Damn!"
　　Wang Zibo opened his eyes wide, and pressed his voice and asked, "This is what you said for help?"
"if not?"
　　 Chen Hansheng was also wondering: "You don't really think that you can help me in business."
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　　 (Everyone has been waiting for a long time, I simply apologize, sorry, it will be updated tomorrow.)