Reinventing the Millennium.

Chapter 719

On February 2th, the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the second day after the road show team arrived in Xiangjiang.

In the morning, Fang Zhuo attended the road show warm-up meeting of the Bank of China, and also communicated with the person in charge of Goldman Sachs, but in general, his role is just a reputation.

Regarding share reform, marketization, and the transformation from a wholly state-owned company to a commercial joint-stock company, at least from the perspective of shareholder allocation, we are still very serious.

At noon, I ate at the Bank of China Building, and in the afternoon, Goldman Sachs arranged some necessary training for the mainland team. This is not the first road show for Fang Zhuo, and he did not accompany him considering that this is also a face-to-face show.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Zhuo had just returned to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel after a stroll, but received a bad news from Houston—in a game against the Miami Heat just now, Yao Ming was injured in a rebound. It was preliminarily judged to be a sprain of the medial collateral ligament of the knee joint.

The level of injury is subject to further diagnosis.

Generally speaking, the healing time for a first-grade sprain is 1-2 weeks, for a second-grade sprain it is 3-6 weeks, and for a third-grade sprain, it is likely to be reimbursed for the season.

The Rockets won the championship last season. This season, they have maintained a strong championship lineup with good morale. Their record is second only to the Spurs in the West, but they are currently one game behind.

The Spurs are still strong this season, and the Pistons and Heat in the Eastern Conference are also strong. Yao Ming's accidental injury will undoubtedly cast a shadow of uncertainty on this season's defending sprint.

Fang Zhuo was in a bad mood when he heard the news. He immediately contacted the general manager of the team and asked to contact the best relevant medical experts in the United States for treatment and to update the team's medical team.

He didn't go upstairs either, and immediately called Yao Ming himself to inquire about the situation.

Yao Ming is undergoing an examination, and his tone sounds very low. This game is another head-to-head confrontation with the Sharks. He did not expect to be accidentally injured. This will most likely affect the trend of the league this season.

Fang Zhuo comforted, saying that injuries are indeed frustrating, but they are also part of the game. If we really encounter them, we can only overcome them with all our strength.

After chatting like this, when Fang Zhuo put down his phone, he couldn't help sighing, hoping that the result would not be the worst level.

If it is the second level, it can still catch up with the playoffs.

Fang Zhuo pondered for a while on the sofa on the first floor of the hotel, shook his head, got up and prepared to go upstairs.

"Oh yes, Ah Hu, has that Situ contacted yet?" Fang Zhuo remembered something.

"Boss Fang, we have an appointment at eight o'clock in the evening." Ah Hu replied.

Fang Zhuo nodded slightly. Just as he was about to walk into the elevator, he suddenly saw a familiar figure at the door of the hotel trying to keep up with another person. It was Qiu Ciyun and Liang Mengsong, the target of his visit today.

He went straight up.

Following his footsteps, a group of people also surrounded him, which shocked Liang Mengsong, who was walking in a hurry, and stopped unconsciously.

Fang Zhuo turned his head and signaled that the security assistants don't have to follow, and then said with a smile: "Hi, Dr. Liang, long time no see."

After such a delay, Qiu Ciyun followed behind, but he didn't speak, with a helpless wry smile on his face.

Fang Zhuo glanced at it, probably guessing that the communication process was not going well, but it was just not going well, why did people come here directly?

Liang Mengsong was dressed in formal attire, shook hands with the young president reluctantly and said, "Mr. Fang, I came today to tell you that I will not leave the desk. Please don't waste your time on me in the future."

Fang Zhuo didn't panic, and motioned for everyone to sit down.

He pondered for a while, and felt that since Liang Mengsong was so direct, he didn't have to go around the bush, and asked, "Dr. Liang, as far as I know, Taiji recruited Luo Weiren from Intel and took him very seriously. Also, your competitor Sun Yuancheng It should not be underestimated, have you ever considered that there is a just in case?"

Liang Mengsong was not surprised that Mr. Fang knew the situation of the desk recorder. He asked confidently, "Do I need to think about it?"

Jiang Shangyi, vice president of R&D of Taiji, is about to retire. Judging from the current information, his position is likely to be born among Luo Weiren, Sun Yuancheng, and Liang Mengsong.

According to the news and judgment Fang Zhuo saw, it might be the outsider poached from Intel who airborne.

"Dr. Liang, I don't understand technology, but I have some experience in business and company operations. In many cases, power struggles are not only based on technical capabilities."

"As the old saying goes, don't think about winning, think about losing first."

"Although the scale of Bingxin is far smaller than that of Taiji, it is thriving under the leadership of Mr. Qiu and Professor Hu, and it is also eager to seek talents. Otherwise, it would not have come here in a hurry after hearing the news of Dr. Liang's attendance at the Xiangjiang meeting."

"This is the third time I've seen you. Ice Xin has always been kind to Dr. Liang, and the treatment can also be compared to Professor Biao Hu. Please believe in Ice Xin and our determination to develop."

Fang Zhuo spoke eloquently.

However, Liang Mengsong can be described as a "distinctive personality". He listened to reasonable words and was not easy to find fault, but he said firmly: "Mr. Fang, you said this is the third time we met, then I hope this is our relationship." For the last time between, I will not leave the desk recorder."

He wasn't afraid of offending people, and he wasn't afraid of losing his sympathy, so he stood up directly, and finally emphasized again: "I won't join the ice core either, don't come to me."

Fang Zhuo saw that Dr. Liang turned around and was about to leave, so he also got up and wanted to finish speaking.

He pointed to Qiu Ciyun with a wry smile on his face, and said directly: "If Tai Ji can't give you the position of vice president of research and development, I can give you, or even more, Qiu is always the president, and you can be the president in charge of technology when you come here !"

Qiu Ciyun's face became strange, which was something he had never communicated with before.

Liang Mengsong raised his eyebrows, although he was surprised, he was still unmoved.

Fang Zhuo pointed to Qiu Ciyun again, and said, "Dr. Liang, look at Mr. Qiu's expression. He must not approve of my decision and invitation, but it's no problem. I can be the master."

Mr. Fang, thank you!

Qiu Ciyun: "..."

Liang Mengsong shook his head, still resolute: "Mr. Fang, I don't think there is any need to waste your tongue."

Fang Zhuo stretched out his right hand.

Liang Mengsong also stretched out his hand because he valued him.

While shaking hands, Fang Zhuo said, "Dr. Liang, look at Mr. Qiu's expression again. He may neither approve of my decision nor think that I need to attach so much importance to you, so whether you are on stage or not , whether you come or not, I hope you will make a more brilliant career."

He let go of his hand and smiled slightly: "It proves my vision."

Liang Mengsong glanced at Qiu Ciyun, then at Mr. Fang, let out an inexplicable "hum", turned and left.

Fang Zhuo watched his back disappear from sight, turned to Qiu Ciyun who was on the sofa and said, "Mr. Qiu, you won't be angry if I talk like this?"

Qiu Ciyun stood up and shook his head: "Why, I messed up the matter."

"It can be used as a good conversation piece for some time in the future." Fang Zhuo said with a smile.

Qiu Ciyun sighed: "Mr. Fang, your mood is not affected?"

Fang Zhuo still smiled and said: "No, I'm in a bad mood, but what can I do? Liang Mengsong's character, um, if it doesn't work out today, it won't work out. If he really wants to get it out of Taiwan, It was definitely not our invitation that drove him, but the internal changes in Tai Ji, let’s take a look.”

Qiu Ciyun nodded solemnly, planning to talk about today's situation in detail after going up.

They got on the elevator together.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a middle-aged man hurried in.

He didn't count the layers, and said directly to Fang Zhuo: "Mr. Fang, I'm very glad to meet you. I'm Chen Zhencong, a well-known Feng Shui master in Xiangjiang."

The elevator has gone up to the second floor.

Fang Zhuo stretched out his hand and pressed "4" without saying a word.

Hearing the bad news of Yao Ming's injury today, and being directly and firmly rejected by Liang Mengsong, his current mood is really as bad as what he said to Qiu Ciyun.

The elevator goes up to the fourth floor.

Fang Zhuo said lightly, "Fork out, fork out."

The two security assistants directly dragged out Chen Zhencong, who was a little embarrassed because he didn't get a response.

"Hey, Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang, I have no other intentions..." Chen Zhencong shouted from outside.

The elevator doors closed again, blocking out the sound.

Qiu Ciyun found out, Mr. Fang is really in a bad mood.

Fang Zhuo snapped his fingers to his secretary Yu Hai, and said concisely, "Zhou."

Yu Hai nodded, and replied forcefully: "Understood!"

He suddenly realized that Zhou Xin might be the biggest winner of this trip to Xiangjiang.

(End of this chapter)