eurekapd Chapter 221 Tell me what you think
Chapter 221 Tell me what you think
Chapter 221 Tell me what you think
Jin Chuopu snorted coldly, "Just wait and see what happens. Do you know about Coca-Cola?"
Zhao Jiamin shook his head, "I don't know, what happened?"
"Their marketing is good. They have weekend promotions in many shopping malls in the capital. They give away balloons when you buy Coke, and some give away chopsticks..."
Qiu Huoming vaguely remembered that some of the short videos he had seen before did mention this matter and used it as an example in the earliest business copywriting.
"Are there many people buying?" Zhao Jiamin asked curiously.
“At first, everyone thought the taste was bad, as it smelled like cough drops, but young people couldn’t stand it and liked it. They thought it was fashionable. Even some bicycles used stickers they tore off from Coke cans and pasted them on their license plates. I think it looks good, what do you think the result will be?”
Qiu Huoming smiled and said, "If there was no influence, this matter would be over. But this movement is a bit big. I think, in the final analysis, this is a matter of stance. Some people will definitely say, after all, I am the one with the surname Zi." Guess... sales activities should be stopped."
"Have a vision!" Jin Chuopu glanced at Qiu Huoming. He originally thought he was a young man with some musical talent, but now his eyes became more scrutinizing.
He took a sip of tea and continued: "All sales to Chinese people have been stopped. Currently, we can only sell to foreigners in the country. Those agents are all extremely anxious..."
Jin Chuopu touched the non-existent beard on his upper lip and sighed, "Yangcheng's moves are too big this year. It's a coincidence that my company is here this year and hasn't had time to start business."
"Most of our Hong Kong businessmen are investing in office buildings, hotels, and tourist facilities this year. There are very few industrial projects, and most of them are on the sidelines. This belongs to the cultural industry, so there are even fewer. Everyone has the same idea. For the time being, have a look……"
"If we hadn't had confidence in Mr. Ren, we wouldn't have come in. He said it well, 'We should not exclude foreigners but should treat pollution as pollution, and we should stick to the existing open policy without wavering.' Now, it depends on whether he can withstand the pressure..."
Lao Jin took a sip of tea and slowly took a piece of preserved fruit and threw it into his mouth. "You have the word 'foreign' next to you. What are you worried about? Don't worry about doing serious business."
The song on the stage was changed to another one, but it was still a light tune.
The music was too loud. Several people stopped chatting and continued to listen to the song. Not long after, the singer changed. Lao Jin glanced at his watch and said, "It's OK tonight. If you go back to school later, you won't be able to enter." It’s dormitory.”
Jin Chuopu stood up after hearing this, "Okay, I'll take them back to school. Brother, follow me back to the hotel and stay at my place tonight. I have something to talk to you about..."
Zhao Jiamin pulled Qiu Huoming and said, "Uncle, don't send her off. We'll go back by ourselves in the car. You'll have to make a big circle to see us off."
Lao Jin took a look and saw that his niece held Qiu Huoming's sleeve hand, endured it, and said, "That's fine."
Several people parted ways at the door.
Qiu Huoming and Zhao Jiamin were reluctant to take a taxi, so they called a "Three-legged Chicken". The price was much cheaper than a taxi.
When we returned to the dormitory, it was still early, less than 10 o'clock. I had known that I could have listened to pop songs for a while longer.
There was no one in the dormitory. Taking advantage of this time, Qiu Huoming wrote down all the lyrics, and then drafted a letter of authorization. He just forgot to ask Jin Chuopu about the name of their company. This place is vacant until we meet tomorrow. Fill it in again.
After settling a matter on his mind, Qiu Huoming walked briskly to the water room and took a cold shower.
The next day, as usual, everyone stayed in the rest area. The students had become accustomed to the work rhythm of the Canton Fair, and the initial freshness was gone.
Taking advantage of the fact that there were not many people at this point, everyone was scattered in the corner with their textbooks in hand, reviewing their homework.
These students were originally the best in the school, and their enthusiasm for learning was unmatched by ordinary people.
Qiu Huoming has also met some new people in the past few days, such as Li Xiaoyue from Huanong, Zhang Peiliang from JNU, Song Fengwen from CUHK, Zhen Xin from the School of Foreign Languages...
Like these people, he was flipping through a textbook.
Zhao Jiamin on the side was describing the performance she saw last night to Luo Jinxiu. Luo Jinxiu was filled with envy, "If I had known I would have gone with you. Damn it, you chose the time when I was not here..."
Zhao Jiamin pinched her cheek, "I don't know who it was, but it ran faster than a rabbit yesterday."
Luo Jinxiu pouted and wanted to say something, but suddenly she saw Qiu Huoming standing up. Then, Zhao Jiamin's clear voice came to her ears: "Little uncle!"
She turned around and looked over, only to see a middle-aged man in a suit walking towards them.
Qiu Huoming took a few steps forward and said, "Uncle, have you had breakfast?"
This was a typical domestic greeting. Jin Chuopu smiled and said, "After you eat, let's go. I'll take you to meet someone."
"Amin, you come too."
Zhao Jiamin whispered to Luo Jinxiu: "I'll be back as soon as I go..."
In the negotiation area of the exhibition, sitting next to a round table near the corner, was a fat old man with gray hair. He wore gold-rimmed glasses. When he saw Jin Chuopu coming in, he stood up and greeted him.
"Is this this little friend?" he asked.
Jin Chuopu pointed at Qiu Huoming and said, "He is Qiu Huoming, and the one behind is my niece Zhao Jiamin."
Then he put his arm on the old man's shoulders and introduced to Qiu Huoming and the others: "He is our company's legal consultant, lawyer Wen Yingliang. You call him Uncle Wen. From now on, he will be based in Yangcheng."
"Uncle Wen." Qiu Huoming and Zhao Jiamin shouted in unison.
"They are all young talents. You're welcome. Please take a seat."
Attorney Wen took out a stack of documents from his handbag, including authorization documents.
Qiu Huoming opened his schoolbag and handed Jin Chuopu the lyrics and music score he copied last night, "Uncle, this is the music score that Miss Katz asked for. I'll give it to you."
Jin Chuopu took it casually, and Lawyer Wen took out the pen, spread out the documents, approached Qiu Huoming, and taught him how to fill out the authorization form.
Jin Chuopu then lowered his head to look at the music score in his hand. After reading it once, he gently tapped the rhythm and hummed quietly.
After a while, he raised his head and glanced at Qiu Huoming, "Huo Ming, are you interested in becoming a singer?"
While Qiu Huoming was struggling to fill out the authorization form, he responded: "Uncle, I haven't graduated yet..."
"What about after graduation?"
"I'm only a freshman in college..."
Jin Chuopu was discouraged. He glanced at Zhao Jiamin and said, "Amin..."
Zhao Jiamin immediately responded: "Uncle, I am only a freshman in college..."
Jin Chuopu silently pushed the lyrics to Lawyer Wen, "This is the authorized work."
Lawyer Wen took the music score, and soon Qiu Huoming's authorization letter was filled out. The music score and the authorization letter were attached together, stamped with a seal, and Qiu Huoming signed it.
Lawyer Wen gave Qiu Huoming an original copy and collected the remaining two copies.
"Miss Katz's contact information?"
Qiu Huoming picked up a blank piece of paper and wrote her address in Yangcheng.
"Okay, the procedure is completed. Chuopu, if the money comes in, will it be placed in Yangcheng or Hong Kong City?"
Jin Chuopu didn't even think about it, "Hong Kong City, after all, it's US dollars, so we can save the hassle of going back and forth."
"Okay, then I've got it figured out." Lawyer Wen stood up, "That Miss Katz. I will contact her directly, Xiaoqiu, and I will handle the rest..."
Qiu Huoming breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and stretched out his hand, "Then I'll trouble Uncle Wen."
Lawyer Wen smiled, stretched out his hand to shake Qiu Huoming's hand, "Young people are so scary. As soon as I saw you, I felt like I was seeing my boyhood..."
Jin Chuopu stood up and said, "Lawyer Wen, let me send you..."
"No, I still know this part of the road. You can talk to them for a while, I'm leaving..."
After saying that, he paused and took out a business card holder from his jacket pocket. He took out a card and handed it to Qiu Huoming, "This is my office address in Yangcheng. If you need anything, come see me..."
Then he took out another one and handed it to Zhao Jiamin, "Take one too."
After they all got their business cards, he turned around and left the negotiation room.
When Jin Chuopu saw him walking away, he said, "I have been friends with him for many years. He is a reliable person. If you need anything in the future, you can go to him directly. I will return to Hong Kong City the day after tomorrow."
"Amin, do you want to study at the University of Hong Kong? Hong Kong City is a free port. It is very convenient to go abroad or go to other places. Your aunt also wants to meet you. Also, your two cousins have heard of your name for a long time... …”
Jin Chuopu's eyes were sincere, "It's good that you changed your studies to architecture. It's very forward-looking. There will be no shortage of infrastructure in the mainland in the future."
Zhao Jiamin shook his head, "I want to accompany my uncle, he is here alone..."
Jin Chuopu looked at her, but instead of trying to persuade her, he asked, "Do you have enough money?" As he asked, he took out four large unity cards from his wallet and stuffed them directly into her hands.
Qiu Huo secretly said, this uncle is reliable, as the saying goes, it is better to spend a huge sum of money than to ask for help.
Before Zhao Jiamin could refuse, Jin Chuopu had already stood up, "I originally wanted to have lunch with you, but I have something to do, so I will leave first. The next time I come back, it will be the Chinese New Year..."
"Thank you, uncle." Zhao Jiamin couldn't hold him back, so she had to accept the money.
"I'll give you a gift..." Qiu Huoming also stood up, but was stopped by Jin Chuopu's hand, "Come on, I'll give you whatever I want, I won't be so polite as my family, let's go."
Jin Chuopu's steps were hurried and he disappeared after a while.
Qiu Huoming sat back on the chair.
Zhao Jiamin collected the money and sighed.
"You have money and you still sigh?" Qiu Huoming joked.
"Actually, it's not easy for my little uncle. He earned all this money with all his efforts. More than ten years ago, he was about the same age as we are now. He was able to establish a foothold in Hong Kong City. You can imagine how much hardship he suffered. …”
Qiu Huoming asked curiously: "Then why is he in Gangcheng and your uncle is in Yangcheng?"
"It's a long story. I'll tell you another time. We've been away for so long. Let's go back soon..." Zhao Jiamin stood up.
"Okay." Qiu Huoming followed Shan Ruliu and walked back with Zhao Jiamin.
"By the way, you will be a rich man in the future, how do you plan to use this money?" Zhao Jiamin asked.
Qiu Huoming said without hesitation, "Buy land to build a factory..."
Zhao Jiamin smiled and said: "I didn't expect that you still have the heart to start a business!"
"Let's set up another research institute to develop new semiconductor technologies..." Qiu Huoming said with some hope: "I want to catch up with the American emperor..."
"The ideal is good, so you have to work hard."
"It's a pity that there is only 1 US dollars, which is far from enough..."
"The original 'Shockley Semiconductor Laboratory' was built because of a lack of funds. Later, it received a grant of US$30 to build it. That was in the 50s. With today's prices, I'm afraid it will have to go through the roof." Qiu Huoming sighed.
"You have to eat one meal at a time. Since we are not yet capable of high-end projects, we should start from the low-end. Just like those of us who study architecture, the foundation is often more important than the tall buildings." Zhao Jiamin responded seriously.
Qiu Huoming smiled, "Amin actually learned how to understand people..."
Zhao Jiamin rolled her eyes at him and said, "Whether you want to hear it or not."
"If you like it, please say a few more words."
Zhao Jiamin snorted: "I won't tell you."
The two of them didn't say a few words before they saw Zhang Song struggling to carry a box near the rest area, and Luo Jinxiu and several other students were distributing gift bags.
Qiu Huoming quickened his pace and helped Zhang Song. "What is here?" Qiu Huoming asked.
"It's all bottled water, it has to be sent to the organizing committee..."
"Why don't you use a cart?"
"The cart is broken, please send a box over first."
Qiu Huoming and Zhang Song worked together to lift the box and walked straight to the office area of the organizing committee. Director Guo was also present at the organizing committee. There was an old man standing next to him, and the two of them were talking quietly. During the conversation, the old man wore a peaked cap, simple clothes and a steady temperament.
They put the box in the corner and just stood up to walk back when they heard Director Guo wave to them both, "Which university are you students from?"
Qiu Huoming took a few steps forward, approached and replied, "We are all from South China Institute of Technology."
The old man next to him smiled when he heard this and asked, "College students, that's incredible. Tell me, do you have any experiences at the Canton Fair these days?"
Zhang Song glanced at the other person. He probably had a too peaceful aura. He responded casually: "I think my foreign language has improved."
"anything else?"
Zhang Song answered honestly: "No more."
The old man's eyes moved to Qiu Huoming, "What about you?"
Qiu Huoming thought for a while and said, "I think the Canton Fair is only for domestic businesses to display, which is a bit too limited."
"Oh, why do you think so?"
"I have been accompanying some foreign customers these days and visited almost every corner of the exhibition. I found that our manufacturing industry is still dominated by low-end products. If that's all..."
Qiu Huoming glanced at the old man and suddenly paused, "If what I said is wrong, can't you go to the line with me?"
The old man was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly burst out laughing, "What's your name?"
Qiu Huoming answered honestly: "Qiu Huoming."
"What about you?" He looked at Zhang Song.
"My name is Zhang Song."
"Zhang Song, you go back first. I'll have a chat with Qiu Huoming first."
Zhang Song responded, turned around and left.
"Xiao Guo, you should go and do some work too."
Director Guo nodded, "Call me if you need anything."
Seeing that they were all gone and there was no one else around, the old man said: "Look, your words only reach my ears. If I don't speak, no one will know."
Qiu Huoming then smiled and said: "Then I'm relieved, old man, don't mind if I'm wrong."
"We export to create foreign exchange, but low-end products, although low-priced, have several limitations. 1. They have no technical content; 2. They are easily replaced; 3. The profits are not high."
"Over time, our country's products tend to become stereotyped, cheap and low-end. I studied 'radio'. Today's semiconductor industry is developing extremely rapidly. According to Moore's Law, integrated circuits will be replaced by related transistors every 18 months. The quantity will double..."
"It's better to attract outside technology and brainstorm. Our industrial chain is complete, but we just lack some technologies... Next, we can allow some joint ventures. Oh, when I say joint ventures, they are to attract foreign investment to cooperate with our domestic factories. I am here. It's called a joint venture for short..."
The old man smiled and said, "Young man, there are already several joint venture factories in Shenzhen. I understand this word. Even though I am old, I am not bad at accepting new things..."
Fortunately, there is still time...
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