Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 122 124 [Cutting Hu again]

eight o'clock in the evening--
In Panyu in August, the night is beautiful, at least for many people in Panyu, it is a good time to play cards, drink and chat.

But for Song Zhichao, tonight is very important.

In order to have a good meeting with President Mao of Hope Technology Company, Song Zhichao chose the luxurious private room with karaoke in the deep sea fish port.

Although he knew that this hotel was opened by Cha Yongxiao and that Cheng Fafa was Cha Shao's boss, Song Zhichao still chose this hotel.

No way, this hotel is the most famous hotel in Panyu, and only this private room is the most luxurious and stylish. Since you want to have a good relationship with Mr. Mao, then of course you have to choose such a place.

Out of respect for Mr. Mao, Song Zhichao also brought Haitang and Wang Gang over. After all, he would rely on Haihai Toy Factory to win orders in the future.

It was obviously the first time for Haitang to come to such a luxurious private room. Since she left school, she took over her brother's toy factory, and then began a difficult life of saving the factory, with no time for leisure and entertainment at all.

As the technical backbone of Haihai Toy Factory, Wang Gang has never seen such a magnificent place, especially the karaoke, which he has only seen in movies. At least this thing can sing, but this is the first time he has seen it in reality.

That President Mao hadn't come yet, Song Zhichao was afraid that Haitang and the others would be anxious, so he said that everyone should turn on the karaoke and sing a few songs.

Wang Gang couldn't bear it anymore, so he glanced at Haitang.

For a long time, Wang Gang has always followed Haitang's lead. If she says no, then she can't, and if she says yes, she will definitely do it.

Haitang also felt that sitting like this was meaningless, so she nodded.Wang Gang immediately went forward to play with the karaoke player.

As expected of a technical person, Wang Gang soon figured out the way of this thing, and thought it was nothing, just like playing a video.

Song Zhichao sat on a chair by the wine table, with his legs crossed and a cigarette between his fingers, watching Wang Gang order a song.

Haitang paid attention to him, seeing Song Zhichao's calm expression, as if nothing had happened, she felt that he was trying to force his composure, after all, it was still unknown whether he would be able to get rid of Mr. Mao later.

Wang Gang has always been interested in Haitang. On this occasion, it is rare to express himself, so he said to Haitang that he would sing a song to the dear factory manager of Haitang, thanking her for her long-term efforts for the factory.

Haitang said, if you sing, you can sing, don't thank me, the factory can turn around again, it's all thanks to Secretary Song, if you sing, you should sing for him.

Hearing what Haitang said, Wang Gang looked a little embarrassed, so he looked at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao flicked the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, and said: "Singing is for fun, Ah Gang, you are the best!"

Wang Gang coughed slightly and said, "Then I will sing an old song, the theme song of the Hong Kong TV series "Shanghai Beach"..."

The music accompaniment started, the familiar melody, exciting rhythm, Wang Gang hugged the microphone, closed his eyes, and began to sing intoxicated——
"The waves run for thousands of miles, the waves of the river never stop
Cleaned up all the affairs of the world and mixed them up with the tide

Whether it's joy or sorrow, I can't tell the difference between laughter and sorrow

There is nothing to be seen in the waves of success and failure..."

To be honest, this young man Wang Gang has a good voice, at least according to Song Zhichao, a former KTV master, he can score at least 85 points for singing this song.

So Song Zhichao couldn't help applauding when Wang Gang sang wonderfully.

It's just a pity that Wang Gang didn't feel much about Song Zhichao's applause. What he paid attention to was the reaction of the director of Haitang.

Haitang also felt that Wang Gang sang well, but she didn't worry about it at all at the moment, let alone any reaction, she just took the teacup and drank it silently.

On the contrary, a waitress serving in the private room couldn't help but praise: "This handsome guy sings really well!"

Another girl who knew Song Zhichao whispered in her ear: "Who is the real song god! You have never heard him sing, it sounds good, even better than Jacky Cheung!"

The waitress looked astonished, looked at Song Zhichao who was sitting there without showing any signs of dew, and said to herself, "No way."

Then he looked at Song Zhichao who was holding a cigarette with a smile on his face, and Wang Gang who was holding a microphone and enjoying himself, and felt that the smoking man was so handsome even if he didn't do anything but just take a puff of cigarette lightly.

Sure enough, there is no comparison between handsome guys. If you compare, you will be sentenced.

How did Wang Gang know this.To be honest, this "Shanghai Beach" is already his best song.

If you let him know that he is so affectionate, you can even say that he has performed supernormally, but the result is that he can't even compare his smoking posture, then his self-esteem will be crushed to pieces.

Fortunately, there was a knock on the door at this time.

Song Zhichao didn't care about listening to the song, he quickly crushed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, then got up and went to open the door.

The waitress was the first to open the door, and it turned out that Mao Youwang, Mr. Mao, was coming.

"Mr. Mao, you are here, please come in quickly!" Song Zhichao invited Mao Youwang to enter.

Wang Gang also stopped singing and dropped the microphone to say hello.

Here Song Zhichao introduced Haitang to Mr. Mao early.

In fact, everyone had a meal last time, and met each other at the dinner, so they were half acquaintances.It's just that compared with the last time, this President Mao looked extraordinarily energetic tonight, wearing a suit and tie, holding a briefcase in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, looking like a senior person.

Mr. Mao seemed very polite. He took off his suit jacket and handed it to the waitress beside him. Then, at the invitation of Song Zhichao, he put the elder brother on the phone on the table and sat down.

Song Zhichao let a cigarette pass, and Mr. Mao took it, put it in a plate, took the wet towel handed over by the waiter and wiped his hands, and then picked up the cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Song Zhichao leaned over and lit the cigarette for him.

Mr. Mao took a puff of cigarette and said, "Sorry, I'm a little late. I was caught by a friend on the way, and we talked for a long time."

"It's okay, we just came here too. Mr. Mao, order first!" Song Zhichao handed over the prepared menu.

Mr. Mao didn't take the menu, he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry. I know you have something to talk to me about, what is it, please tell me first..."

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, sat down again, folded his hands, lowered his head to light his own cigarette, then raised his head and exhaled smoke: "Mr. Mao is really quick to talk. If this is the case, I won't hide it—"

Next, Song Zhichao talked about what happened to him while smoking a cigarette, and finally said to Mr. Mao: "So I hope to establish a deep strategic relationship with you. To be precise, I am going to order 100 million pieces from you." If there is no problem with that voice chip, we can sign another agreement according to the previous contract, what do you think?"

After listening to Song Zhichao's words, that Mao Youwang Mao always smiled, took a puff of cigarette between his fingers, exhaled smoke at Song Zhichao, and said, "As I said, I didn't develop this chip. Although I am the boss of the company , but only in name, the chip was invented by others after all, and it is my behind-the-scenes boss who really decides the power."

Immediately, the topic changed, and he said again: "But I am a businessman, and I think that my friend will not refuse an order with a quantity of 100 million..."

Song Zhichao was very happy, with joy on his face.

Begonia next to him was also very happy, and seemed to be having fun.

Song Zhichao calmed down and asked cautiously: "So you mean we can cooperate?"

Mr. Mao nodded, "Yes, yes, but you must pay all the money at once. We sell 100 cents for one chip, and 50 million chips is [-] yuan. Can you get it?"

Song Zhichao was stunned.

Haitang was also stunned.

Although she doesn't know Song Zhichao's specific family background, 50 is definitely not a small sum.

"Mr. Mao, can I have less money? After all, I'm short on cash and don't have that much money!" Song Zhichao couldn't help but said.

Mr. Mao just smiled and said: "We have no choice! You know, the cost of raw materials for this kind of chip is very high. We charge you 50 yuan, but in fact, the real money is not much!"

"Zhong You, when we do business, we pay attention to integrity, but we must also consider risks. What if we make the chip and you don't want it at that time, what should we do?"

"So, 50 yuan is indispensable. Only in this way can we cooperate deeply and establish what you call a strategic partnership. Are you right, Mr. Song?"

Song Zhichao was stopped by the question, and was a little speechless.

But soon Song Zhichao said again: "Mr. Mao, I have no objection to doing business to avoid risks, but I don't think anyone can afford 50 yuan of funds! So please think carefully..."

But before Song Zhichao finished speaking, he heard a voice outside saying: "Who said no one can get it out? You can't get it out because you are poor! But I can get it out!"

Following the sound of speaking, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and Cheng Fada, who was full of style, wore a thick gold chain, biting a big cigar, and walked in with a smile.

(End of this chapter)