Reinventing the Millennium.

Chapter 431

December 12, Christmas Eve in the western world.

Because he is in New York and has domestic friends, Fang Zhuo held a small banquet at the landmark Time Warner Center in this city based on the trio of cleansing the dust + coming to market + festival ceremony.

The location of the banquet can have a panoramic view of the scenery of this area, and it is also facing the tall and large billboard - that is the place where Mr. Fang is about to appear. At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the last hour of Christmas Eve lasts until New Year's Day. The advertisements were all bought by Yike.

Of course, here will not only show the refined photos of Yike’s president, but also some Wall Street’s evaluation of Yike, interviews with the other party’s general from various media, and Yike’s own business planning.

Speaking of it, this is not too different in nature from the small advertisements on the street poles. It is asking for a child with a lot of money, and it is asking for a lot of money to buy.

The listing time of Yike has been officially finalized, and it will be listed on Nasdaq on January 2004, 1 with YIKE as the stock code, becoming the first company listed in the United States from mainland China this year.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the scheduled small banquet quickly expanded in size.

The Time Warner Center has just started to open on a large scale this year, and Deutsche Bank's US headquarters has also moved here not long ago. I heard that the partners held a reception, so they are naturally willing to join in the fun.

In addition, Fang Zhuo also had an attitude towards his employees who could come whenever they could, and the scale climbed up all of a sudden, and the reception quickly became lively.

Yike, MIGA, PL, Deutsche Bank, Anliang...

Employees, partners, and financial managers in the new era of Chinatown, everyone drank and chatted lively, and spent Christmas Eve in New York together.

It was under such circumstances that Ni Runfeng met the radiant Mr. Fang.

There were row upon row of high-rise buildings outside, and the atmosphere of the banquet was noisy and cheerful.

On Christmas Eve, the neon lights of the city are bright, and the performances in the center of the stage cause cheers from time to time.

When Ni Runfeng saw Fang Zhuo, he felt that Mr. Fang under the light really seemed to be covered with a halo.

"Mr. Ni, come, come, let me introduce you. This is the vice president of Deutsche Bank, Backhaus." Fang Zhuo waited for a domestic friend, and introduced him in English with a smile, "This is the senior vice president of IDG America. Jennifer."

"Backhouse, Jennifer, this is Ni Runfeng, the chairman of Changhong, the most famous TV brand in China."

Ni Runfeng couldn't understand English, so he left the interpreter in the middle of the reception. He thought he was here to meet, but he didn't expect such an event.

His smile was a little hasty and awkward, and he could only shake hands with the two foreigners in a friendly way.

Even though the lights were flickering, Fang Zhuo keenly noticed Lao Ni's expression and quickly guessed the reason.

He chatted with Deutsche Bank and IDG, tactfully expressing that he wanted to discuss things with domestic friends, and the two walked away tactfully.

"Mr. Ni, it's a bit noisy here, sit by the window." Fang Zhuo changed his glass of wine, handed another to Ni Runfeng, and greeted him as he walked towards the French window.

Ni Runfeng is now in Pingyang, because Xiao Fang was deeply moved by his little thoughtfulness of not knowing English. He sighed deliberately but held back, and followed him to a small table a little far away from the lively reception.

"What's going on, Old Ni? Why did you come to the United States to go through some legal procedures?" Fang Zhuo changed his address in private, clinked glasses with the old entrepreneur, and asked about the situation, "I I just returned to New York today, and I have been busy until now, so I didn't ask Martin, hey, old Ni, is your communication with the lawyer going well?"

Ni Runfeng took a sip of his wine and said with a smile, "Successfully, thank you Mr. Fang. I'm here to discuss important business cooperation in New York. By the way, I'll remind the dealers about their arrears."

Fang Zhuo frowned: "Old Ni, why are you still hiding it? This is New York, I can still harm you by sitting here, tell the truth."

Ni Runfeng was startled, looking at Mr. Fang's sincere eyes, tears almost came down.

In this foreign country, foreigners reunite to celebrate the festival, and Yike is going public in a lively manner, but I am the only one who has fallen into such a situation.

He let out a sigh of relief, and didn't hide it anymore: "President Fang, Changhong has encountered some troubles, and the matter of this American distributor has a great impact."

Fang Zhuo frowned straightly: "Old Ni, why did this happen?"

When Ni Runfeng heard this sentence, his thoughts turned.

After a long time, he sighed: "I don't have the good luck of Li Dongsheng, and I had conflicts with some people on the way to develop Changhong. Now, I am really worried about the future of the company."

Li Dongsheng is the president who successfully obtained the control of TCL. He and Ni Runfeng have similar businesses, similar attempts and different endings.

"Old Ni, although we don't communicate much, I, Fang Zhuo, really admire you. You are the kind of doer I admire." Fang Zhuo pondered for a while when he heard the unexpected answer, "Is there anything I can do for you? Yes, just open your mouth."

Ni Runfeng drank half of the glass of wine, then lit the bottom of the glass: "Mr. Fang, it's all in the wine."

Fang Zhuo was about to speak with a smile when he suddenly saw Yu Hong walking from the other side and Xiong Xiaoge behind her.

Yo, here comes the old bear.

President Xiong Xiaoge from IDG China, who wants to cut off his robes and talk about business affairs instead of personal matters, has arrived.

"Old Ni, I'm here to introduce you to a friend. I don't know if you recognize him, Xiong Xiaoge from IDG." Fang Zhuo said something to Ni Runfeng, stood up to greet Ni Runfeng, and took a new cup to pour wine.

When Xiong Xiaoge approached, Fang Zhuo didn't exchange greetings, handed over the wine glass, and asked with a smile: "Is Mr. Xiong or Lao Xiong here today? Do you want to talk to me about business or feelings?"

Xiong Xiaoge hesitantly took the wine glass directly, raised his neck and drank a glass of wine, then lit the bottom of the glass: "Mr. Fang, it's all in the wine."

Ni Runfeng:?

Fang Zhuo suppressed a smile, and introduced sideways: "Changhong's Ni Runfeng, Mr. Ni, this is IDG's Xiong Xiaoge, Mr. Xiong."

Ni Runfeng shook hands with some embarrassment, and exchanged pleasantries after long admiring his name.

Xiong Xiaoge was surprised to see the head of Changhong here, and sat down at the table after the warm welcome, first poured wine into Mr. Fang's cup, then poured wine for Mr. Ni, and Mr. Yi Keyu again, In the end is yourself.

"I've been happy on the way here. Yike is finally going to be listed. It's not easy." Xiong Xiaoge sighed from the bottom of his heart, "I have to respect Mr. Fang and Mr. Yu again for this glass of wine. It's also for new acquaintances. Mr. Ni is very happy as an entrepreneur, and what we invest in is to admire you doers."

Fang Zhuo:?
Ni Runfeng:?

Unconsciously, Yu Hong toasted first, followed by Fang Zhuo and Ni Runfeng.

One glass of wine.

However, the more lively the atmosphere was, the more unhappy Ni Runfeng felt. He sighed again: "I'm not a man of action. This time I encountered a problem. If it wasn't for Mr. Fang's help, I might not even be able to find the right lawyer."

He raised his glass again, both in gratitude and in distress: "President Fang, I respect you, the same sentence, thank you."

Fang Zhuo waved his hand: "Old Ni, don't say such things if you want to treat me as a friend. Let's do whatever we want today, don't drink booze."

He feigned displeasure and reprimanded: "If there is a problem, solve the problem. Why are you still depressed? What problem do you want to solve? Even if you can't solve it, Mr. Xiong is here, and I am here. High!"

Xiong Xiaoge looked at this scene in amazement, what's the matter?What's the situation with Mr. Ni's grateful appearance and Mr. Fang's distasteful attitude?
(End of this chapter)