When Bill Gates received a call from Feng Yu, he thought Feng Yu was going to tell him that he would work hard at Microsoft in the future. Who knew that Feng Yu would continue to ask for leave, and even take a long leave!
"Feng, other people in the company have strong opinions on you. If you do this, it will be very difficult for me."
"Bill, have I completed the company's requirements? Who else can complete it except me? I said that except for the Chinese market, I will not participate in other management, so why should I go to the board of directors? You will let me participate in other businesses Opportunities for management? Didn't I express my position on the board of directors and always supported your decision?" Feng Yu asked rhetorically.
Damn it, I gave up all other rights, so of course I don’t need to fulfill so many obligations. Besides, didn’t I tell Ballmer about the China market
Bill Gates frowned. He also found that the power given to Feng Yu was less, which seemed to be what Feng Yu wanted. However, Feng Yu stated that he would always support him, which made him very satisfied.
"Okay, Feng, then when the company needs you, you must not let everyone down." Bill Gates is actually more happy to have one less director involved in company management. After two years, when the Chinese market has stabilized, he will Feng kicked out of the board of directors!
After hanging up the phone, Feng Yu turned back to Ralph and said: "In the future, I must keep an eye on Microsoft's business. I will know about any new products or technologies the company has as soon as possible. Do you understand?"
"Okay, boss, I will keep an eye on it. What about the Amazon side, do you want to keep a close eye on it too?"
"No, you don't need to get involved in business decisions. Just leave it to Jeff. This is about the use of funds. Also, talk to those small shareholders as soon as possible and transfer their shares to Acquire it. If you run into Jeff, then give it to Jeff." If Jeff doesn't appreciate this concession, then Feng Yu is guaranteed to make Jeff regret it for the rest of his life!
"Understood."
"Well, has Boeing replied to the letter? Didn't it say that the helicopter was refitted very quickly? It's been three days, why is there no news?" Feng Yu asked dissatisfied.
Ralph looked helpless, that was a helicopter modification, and your request is almost like customization. Besides, even if it’s a car modification, it can’t be done in three days, right
"I'll urge them again to speed them up."
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"Feng, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time." At the New York airport, Kirilenko gave Feng Yu a warm bear hug and glanced at Elena. Why did Feng bring her too? Already
Didn't Feng say she wanted to see the actual performance of my financial analysts? Why would she take her with me? In Kirilenko's view, women are just playthings. Even if they like them, they can just keep them at home. Why take them out with them
Although he has only come to the United States not long ago, he has already enjoyed three American movie stars. Although the cost is not low, every time he puts those American women under him and gets what they want, he always feels a sense of pride, as if he has the entire American country under him!
"Where should we go first?" Feng Yu asked.
"Let's eat first. I know a Chinese restaurant, the roast duck in your capital. You have been in the United States for so long, so you must want to eat it. I asked someone to make a reservation."
Feng Yu's expression was a little strange. Could it be the Quanjude restaurant near Chinatown that Kirilenko was talking about
When we arrived at the place, it turned out to be Quanjude. Feng Yu smiled and shook his head.
"What, Feng, you don't like this one? There is Chinatown in front of you. There are many Chinese restaurants. Let's go and see what else is there?" Kirilenko saw Feng Yu shaking his head and thought Feng Yu didn't like it.
"Brother Ji, maybe you forgot, I told you that I also invested in a hotel."
Kirilenko looked at Quanjude's sign, then at Feng Yu, and asked with a look of disbelief: "Isn't this the hotel you bought a stake in?"
"Let's go. If you really want to come to this restaurant to eat in the future, you don't need to make a reservation. I'll give you a VIP card later." Feng Yu took the lead and walked inside. Elena walked next to Feng Yu, with a vague smile on her face. She never thought that Feng Yu could bring her to New York.
"Do you gentlemen have any reservations?" the receptionist asked in proficient English.
"Is your manager still Wang Zhiquan? Call him out and say that Feng Yu is here." Feng Yu said in Chinese.
Yingbin didn't know that Feng Yu was one of the company's bosses. He just thought that this young man knew the manager's name and spoke in such a tone. He might be from the mainland and knew the manager.
Moreover, this person was accompanied by bodyguards and got out of a luxury car. It was definitely not simple.
"Mr. Feng, please wait a moment while I speak to our foreman."
After a while, I saw a fat man running down the stairs in a hurry. He stretched out his hands towards Feng Yu from a distance: "Mr. Feng, why are you here? Please call in advance so that I can pick you up."
When the foreman reported to him, he didn't pay much attention. If a young man wanted to see him, he wanted to see him? But as soon as he heard that the young man's name was Feng Yu, he immediately jumped up from his seat and ran downstairs quickly.
Those other staff members didn't know that as the store manager of Quanjude, they knew that Feng Yu was Quanjude's major shareholder!
Is Mr. Feng coming to New York to inspect the work? Why didn't he receive any notification from China before? He's doing pretty well here, right? Could it be that someone thinks he's not doing well and is snitching
"Old Wang, why do you feel like you have gained weight again?" Feng Yu said with a smile. He followed Wang Zhiquan and only met him once in the capital.
"Ah haha, lack of exercise, lack of exercise." Wang Zhiquan smiled awkwardly.
"I just brought my friends here for dinner today. Mr. Kirilenko, a Muscovite and a good friend of mine, has booked a table with you. It is said that it is not easy to book." Feng Yu introduced Kirilenko to Wang Zhiquan.
"Hello, hello, Mr. Kirilenko, if you want to come for dinner in the future, you can come over anytime. This is our VIP card. When I am not here, you can just show this card. There is no need to book a table in advance." No need to Feng Yu said, Wang Zhiquan handed over a VIP card with both hands.
Kirilenko took it and handed it to the assistant behind him. Wang Zhiquan spoke too quickly. Kirilenko, with his little Chinese proficiency, didn't understand what it meant at all.
After the translator translated for him, he said with a smile: "I didn't expect that this store also has Feng's shares. It seems that I made the right choice."
Wang Zhiquan served the dishes himself and introduced the characteristics of each dish. When the dishes were all served, he toasted with two glasses of wine and left.
When he came out of the box, Wang Zhiquan wiped the sweat from his forehead. There should be no problem with the people being entertained today. It seems that Mr. Feng really didn't come here specifically, so there won't be any problem with his seat.
As a store manager, the money he can get is much higher than that of other store managers in China. Who makes every store manager's salary linked to the store's profit? Americans are rich, and this is New York again. The profit of this store is equal to three stores in Beijing!
"Brother Ji, where did your company rent an office?" (To be continued.)