Reinventing the Millennium.

Chapter 725 Let His Father Talk (Two in One)

There was a commotion outside the Mandarin Oriental Hotel.

Even if the elevator and the guest room cut off the reporter's voice and their flashlights and microphones, Qiu Ciyun, who had never experienced such a battle, was still worried about it.

"Mr. Fang, if you say this, will the reporters write nonsense? I don't know what they will report on you tomorrow." He took the tea that Mr. Fang handed over, "Originally, this place will be different for people from the mainland. "

After Qiu Ciyun came back to his senses, he was moved by Mr. Fang's protection of himself, and worried that such a reaction would damage Mr. Fang's reputation.

"It's okay, Boss Qiu." Fang Zhuo smiled, "We're passing by, so what's the point of causing a storm?"

He waved his hand at Yu Hai and continued: "Don't be distracted by these things, and don't be provoked by the reporter's teeth. Our top priority is to get the ice core done. Sometimes I think semiconductor companies are like a marathon. , how to distribute physical strength is very important."

"Our ice core is just going to bite in the back right now and see what happens."

"After all, this year's desk reporter will change the decision-making layer, and I think there will be changes."

"Don't be affected by the noise, stay tough, Mr. Qiu, can you stay tough?"

Seeing that Mr. Fang was still worried about his state of mind, Qiu Ciyun replied with a smile: "I just haven't been treated like a celebrity before, Mr. Fang, you don't have to worry about my tenacity."

Fang Zhuo snapped his fingers and nodded: "Very well, then Mr. Qiu, you don't have to worry about me being scribbled by the media, I don't care at all."

At this time, Yu Hai came over with two gift bags and put them on the table.

"President Qiu, it's a rare trip to Xiangjiang. I asked Yu Hai to pick out a pair of glasses and a watch. Today and tomorrow are too late. You can see how the lenses fit when you go back," Fang Zhuo said.

Qiu Ciyun pushed the glasses he had been using for a long time, shook his head and said, "Why are you giving me these?"

"Make Mr. Qiu look more handsome." Fang Zhuo said seriously.

Qiu Ciyun couldn't help but laugh, he generally doesn't use such adjectives at his age.

But he didn't deny Mr. Fang's wholeheartedness.

"Tomorrow, I don't know if there will be any reporters standing guard. I was asked this evening, and Mr. Qiu will fly back tomorrow. It is inevitable that people will feel that he has fled." Fang Zhuo said again, "Yu Hai, you go to the hotel, and you want three cars tomorrow. Si, we will send Mr. Qiu to the airport, and we will leave freely."

After receiving the order, Yu Hai turned around and went to contact the hotel.

"No, no." Qiu Ciyun refused, "Boss Fang, don't worry."

Fang Zhuo smiled slightly: "Mr. Qiu, I'll let you decide on big matters, and I'll make decisions on such small things."

Seeing Boss Fang's firm expression, Qiu Ciyun had no choice but to obey.

The next day, the Xiangjiang media really reported the interview last night.

——Fang Zhuo strongly refused the invitation, bluntly saying that he did not trust Hong Kong people!
——When did Xiangjiang fall to such an extent?

——Butcher Zhang died, and he would not eat mixed-haired pigs.

——In-depth analysis of ice cores, it is still far from world-class!

——Why is Bingxin, who can't even compare with SMIC, so proud?
——Exposing Fang Zhuo's bad conduct!

Overnight, the original calls from all walks of life on the industry disappeared, and the media criticized Fang Zhuo wantonly, talking about Fang Zhuo, the industry, and Bingxin from different angles.

At the same time, the hotel still guarded a group of reporters, trying to interview better materials.

Under such circumstances, at ten o'clock in the morning, the security assistant opened the way first, and then Fang Zhuo and the others ignored the reporter's questions and swaggered onto the Rolls-Royce and headed straight to the airport.

I thought it was Fang Zhuo who left Xiangjiang just now, but he went back again at noon, still ignoring the reporter, and went back to the hotel on his own.

There are many rich people in Xiangjiang, and there are also many who ignore reporters or have a bad relationship with reporters, but...they are rich people in Xiangjiang!

Many reporters were quite annoyed, it was too unconventional for Fang Zhuo to behave like this!

Some reporters continued to squat, while others were pulling other celebrities from Xiangjiang.

This afternoon, the road show team of Bank of China was also satisfied and prepared to go home.

"Leader, there is a Rolls, and I will take you to the airport directly." Although Fang Zhuo donated Zhang Chaoyang's Rolls to Zhang Hongli, he also knew that this car was more elegant.

However, as soon as he said this, several senior executives of the road show team showed embarrassment.

It was Old Li who said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Mr. Fang, it's not easy for us to ride in your car. Don't be chased and intercepted by the reporters. I think their posture is quite bold."

"Hey, it's no big deal." Although Fang Zhuo said this, he didn't insist, but said goodbye to these high-level officials.

Lao Li is of course the highest status, but the other people participating in the road show this time are also very high-level. It may be another world to see them after two, three, or five years.

"Mr. Fang, thank you for your help this time. With you by our side, we feel much more at ease." Lao Li said with a serious smile, "Aren't you going to the Winter Olympics? There is nothing else going on here in Xiangjiang , then go, don’t be discouraged.”

Fang Zhuo replied: "I have nothing to be ashamed of. There is no way to go directly to Turin from Xiangjiang. I have booked a ticket for tomorrow night, so the journey will be more comfortable."

Lao Li nodded: "That's good. I'll say that Fang is always a steady person. If that's the case, see you in the Mainland."

He took the initiative to shake hands with Mr. Fang.

Fang Zhuo didn't send them downstairs considering the reporter's squatting.

Sure enough, the road show team was not interviewed and went to the airport in a low-key manner.

The first road show of Bank of China was very successful, and they still have a lot of work to do before going public.

"Yu Hai, get some new reports and watch them when I wake up."

Fang Zhuo planned to get a good night's sleep and then see how deep the reporter's writing skills can be.

However, when he woke up, although the reports had increased a lot, there was nothing particularly novel to him.

Fang Zhuo first made a phone call with his family members who had already arrived in Turin, and then asked Yu Hai: "Yu Hai, is this your first time in Xiangjiang? Is there anything you want to buy? Your sister said it will be deducted from her salary."

Yu Hai's being with Mr. Fang this time has been very eye-opening. Whether it's the people he met, the road show he saw, or the media criticism he witnessed, in short, he has no idea about what gift to give.

He shook his head and asked, "Boss Fang, what should we do with these reports?"

"What can I do? I can't stop their mouths and pens." Fang Zhuo glanced at the newspaper on the table, "Our company operates honestly, and we don't ask the people here to say what we like. The more you take it seriously, the more serious it is, if you don’t take it seriously, you can rush up and punch me twice?"

Yu Hai hesitated: "It won't have any additional impact, right?"

"It's okay." Seeing the doubts on the young man's face, Fang Zhuo comforted him, "You'll get used to it after a few more experiences. Things like this, when your sister and I were working together on the registration network, the old bear led a group of When people came to make trouble, I was also very nervous at the time, it was all through experience."

Yu Hai poured a glass of water and felt that he still needed to learn.

During dinner time, Fang Zhuo and his group went out to taste a well-known western food, and found that the number of reporters squatting at the entrance of the hotel had decreased significantly.

However, when they came back, there were still sporadic reporters who persisted in asking questions even if they were stopped.

"Mr. Fang, do you think an enterprise of Bingxin's scale will help Xiangjiang to transform its industry?"

"Mr. Fang, when will Bingxin catch up to Zhongxin?"

"Why do you indulge Ice Core to poach people from industry friends?"

"What's your response to Xu Jinheng's evaluation?"

Several reporters spoke very quickly.

Fang Zhuo really stopped, and asked suspiciously, "Who is Xu Jinheng?"

The reporter was not afraid that Fang Zhuo would not ask, but was afraid that he would ignore him, so he quickly relayed Xu Jinheng's statement this afternoon: "Xu Jinheng said that Fang always has the temperament of a nouveau riche, and that Bingxin will never succeed!"

"He is?" Fang Zhuo was still puzzled.

The reporters revealed their identities miscellaneously:
"Xu Jinheng is Xu Shixun's son!"

"Xu Jinheng from the Xu family!"

"Li Jiaxin's boyfriend!"

"The grandson of the ship king Xu Aizhou!"

It turned out that some reporters were trying to pry the mouths of the rich and famous in Xiangjiang, but most of them were unwilling to comment on Fang Zhuo. Finally, Xu Jinheng from the Xu family was willing to speak up. He was still so blunt, which immediately excited the reporters.

The Xu family has accumulated wealth through decades of ups and downs, and it seems that they are indeed qualified to evaluate the nouveau riche.

Fang Zhuo looked at the expressions of the reporters and suddenly realized: "Li Jiaxin's boyfriend, oh, I know him."

As he said this, he was about to continue walking into the hotel.

The reporters immediately became anxious: "Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang, what do you think of his statement? Do you think he is right?"

Fang Zhuo turned his head and smiled disdainfully: "Let him talk."

Good guy!
The reporter from Xiangjiang suddenly had a preliminary impression of the general style of the interior.

To put it this way, this playboy from the Xu family really does not treat Mr. Shang, he is Xu Shixun's youngest son, he is famous for being romantic, and he seems to be despised by Mr. Fang who has worked hard all the way...

The reporters felt the same, and hurriedly reminded themselves where their butts were, and then hurriedly passed on the latest interview materials.

Newspapers are too late, but Internet news is very convenient now.

Soon, Fang Zhuo's response was spread, and Xu Jinheng, the person concerned, was also informed.

Playboy received the call from the reporter at home, and when he heard the embellished content, he immediately became furious and wanted to go out to find the scene in person.

"Come back! What are you going to do?" Xu Shixun was reading the newspaper in the living room, and seeing his youngest son like this, he felt that he was about to cause trouble again.

"I'm going to meet that bumpkin surnamed Fang from the mainland." Xu Jinheng tried to keep his expression as natural as possible.

Xu Shixun didn't get angry and prestige: "Say it clearly."

"Dad, that Fang Zhuo, that guy from the mainland, he doesn't understand anything, he talks about Xiangjiang's industry, and he sells his semiconductors. If he fails to sell, he looks down on Xiangjiang people arrogantly." Xu Jinheng gritted his teeth and said, "Today I said two things about him. In other words, he actually said that you are qualified to talk about him! How arrogant!"

Xu Shixun closed his eyes, he knew the virtue of his youngest son.

The eldest son was found to be sick recently, but the younger son has not changed.

He shook his head, didn't even bother to find out what happened, and looked at Xu Jinheng: "If you have half of Fang Zhuo's ability, I can close my eyes when I die."

Xu Jinheng was looked down upon by Fang Zhuo just now, and now he is looked down upon by his father again, angrily said: "How can I compare with a bumpkin?"

He turned to go out.

Xu Shixun said lightly: "If you dare to go out, all cards will be stopped."

Xu Jinheng's footsteps froze, his father had really done such a thing.

"Go back to the room." Xu Shixun became more and more disdainful of his younger son's attitude, but he couldn't get angry, and said a little tiredly, "You will be confined at home this week, try if you dare to take a step."

Xu Jinheng didn't say a word, he went upstairs angrily, and if he didn't go, he wouldn't go!

Xu Shixun remained silent for a long time. Back then, the youngest son went to live with Liu Jialing in love and cohabitation despite his opposition, and immediately broke up and went home after his card was cut off. Today, he still hasn't made any progress. Who can look down on him?
However, the eldest son was found to be seriously ill, and he was already an octogenarian. The foundation of the Xu family...

He knew about Mr. Fang from the Mainland, he knew about the friction between him and Li Jiacheng, he had just said too much, and if the youngest son had one-third of his ability, he didn't have to worry about it.

Xu Shixun let out a long sigh, having a son should be like Mr. Fang.

If the children and grandchildren are like me, what to do with money, virtuous and rich, it will damage their aspirations.

My children and grandchildren are not as good as me. What do I keep money for?

……

Overnight, February 2th.

Compared with yesterday's reports, today's media is more changeable.

Some are still talking about the industry, some are criticizing Fang Zhuo's behavior style, and some are talking about the rivalry between the rich in the mainland and the rich in Xiangjiang.

I have to say that although I stand here, I still feel that Fang is always enough to punish me. I know Xu Jinheng's name because he is Li Jiaxin's boyfriend, and he is more like the 84-year-old Xu's old man.

According to Xu Jinheng's past style, he was so underestimated, this matter must not just end like this, everyone is waiting to see the good show.

However, the reporter squatting at the mansion not only failed to find Xu Jinheng, but also failed to interview his latest reaction by phone, and even received the latest news from Xu's family.

Xu Shixun, the old man of the Xu family, went to the headquarters of the building today. When he saw the reporter, he took the initiative to strike up a friendly conversation. He also talked about Fang Zhuo from the Mainland, and praised his achievements.

Even the old man said that he liked the young president's sense of responsibility and charity. He heard that Shencheng had established a foundation aimed at focusing on remote education and left-behind children, and expressed his willingness to donate money to help.

Brother Gongzi was silent, and Brother Gongzi's father was called out.

However, this statement was completely unexpected.

In the evening of that day, Fang Zhuo rejected all the banquet-like invitations from Xiangjiang, and headed to the airport again in a luxury car, preparing to fly to Italy.

After arriving at the airport, seeing that there were still sporadic reporters, he did not refuse to interview this time, and praised the openness and tolerance of the city of Xiangjiang in a good voice, and also sincerely thanked Xu Shixun for his loving donation.

This rich man in Hong Kong donated 1000 million Hong Kong dollars directly to the foundation, which is not inappropriate.

"It's too hasty this time. I hope to have a chance to meet and chat with Mr. Xu next time. It will definitely benefit me a lot."

"Thank you again, and I hope everyone can pay more attention to education and children."

Fang Zhuo was polite and thanked from afar.

The city of Xiangjiang is not without opportunities for cooperation, that is, there is no money left now, and we will contribute to this inclusive city after two years when we have money.

(End of this chapter)