Putting aside the Ning family's affairs for the time being, Wen Liang left the courtyard and went to Fenghuangniao to find Fan Bo. After a day of preparation, at 3 pm on the 28th, Fenghuangniao Culture Media Co., Ltd. rented the auditorium of the nearby International Conference and Exchange Center to hold a press conference. More than 100 Chinese and foreign media reporters attended. Fan Bo was in high spirits and witty, answering reporters' questions one by one on the current issues of public concern. Some questions were even quite sharp, but they were all resolved by Fan Bo's extensive references in the conversation. In particular, a reporter mentioned the stock market rumors that he had recently acquired Shangning Hi-Tech. Fan Bo said with a smile, "The company intends to develop in the high-tech field. As for whether it is Shangning Hi-Tech or some other enterprise, we are still discussing. Whether it can be negotiated depends on whether the willingness of both parties to cooperate is strong enough. Maybe in a few days, we can give everyone a clear answer, but not today." Then another reporter asked whether it was too lucky and accidental that "China Can Say No" became a highlight of the Republic's WTO accession negotiations. He responded humorously, "Just like a young wife is unwilling to hug the old husband, the goddess of luck will not hug the hesitant, lazy, and cowardly man who believes in fate."
This is a quote from the famous ancient Indian fable collection "Five Volumes". After being spread by those present who knew about it, it immediately won warm applause from everyone. The entire press conference was lively and harmonious, and the occasional murderous aura disappeared in the question-and-answer interaction. Fan Bo has a wide range of knowledge and a deep understanding of marketing and communication. After practicing at Suhai Biluochun and Beijing Phoenix Bird, he has gradually acquired the ability to stand on his own. The identity of a university teacher dug out by the media is also very consistent with the image of a Confucian businessman he has tried hard to create. In short, this press conference, with the help of the east wind of entering the world, has achieved unexpected good results not only for the company but also for him personally.
On January 4, 5, and 6, the national media reported the grand occasion of the press conference in length. The sales of China Can Say No soared and officially exceeded 5 million copies on January 6, creating a miracle in the book market of the Republic. From January 1, when the book was released in the Great Hall of the People, to January 6, in just two months, the sales soared from zero to 5 million copies. Putting aside various costs, at the price of 5.8 yuan per book, the profit should be around 50 million. This figure was enough to make everyone in the cultural circle look at it.
Besides, this is just the beginning, not the end!
That night, Phoenix Bird held a celebration in the hotel. Through the relationship between Lei Fang and Beijing University Press, it invited a vice minister of the Ministry of Culture and two directors of the Market Department and Industry Department to attend. The president of Beijing University also attended the event. Fan Bo ran around and took care of everything. He felt at ease and felt like a fish in water. The neon lights above his head and the fine wine in his glass, the once unattainable dignitaries were right in front of him, chatting and laughing without any airs. The beautiful women who used to be only watched from afar and not played with were now surrounded by him with their skirts fluttering. Everyone wanted to talk to him a few more words and stay a few more minutes. What else could he ask for in life
And this kind of life is what he wants!
Tonight was destined to be an unusual night. Not only did Phoenix Bird sell its best-selling book in nearly twenty years, but also the extravagance and brilliance of the world gave Fan Bo a vague illusion - without Wen Liang, he could still develop better!
Desire is the driving force that propels human progress, while greed is the first step towards one's own destruction!
That night, Ning Xi rushed back from outside the city and met Wen Liang in the courtyard. She handed a thick stack of information to Wen Liang and said, "It is indeed as you said. The local business order is disordered and there is a serious problem of random mining. There are at least hundreds of small companies in a mining area, and most of them are mining without a license. The only state-owned factory controlled by the county is also very small due to its own technical, financial and management limitations..."
She took another document and said, "This is the information I got from the Huanghuai Provincial Bureau of Geology and Mineral Resources. It's not much different from what you said!"
When Wen Liang took it and flipped through it, Ning Xi suddenly asked, "I'm curious, how do you know so much about this industry?"
"Before I met you, I also wanted to get a piece of the pie, so I did some research beforehand." This was the excuse Wen Liang had thought of long ago. He couldn't explain the matter of rebirth, so the only way was to make himself appear a little greedy and want to make money from all kinds of things.
Ning Xi did not continue to ask about this issue. In her opinion, this was the only reasonable explanation. She said, "My grandfather returned to Beijing yesterday. I will go to see him tomorrow... Have you really thought it through?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "You are not the kind of person who gets scared when faced with things, so why bother to say such things to upset me? Now that we have come to this point, even if there are tigers in the mountains, we must go there!"
The next morning, Ning Xi came to the courtyard again. Unexpectedly, just as she walked under the old locust tree in the courtyard, she saw her eldest uncle and third uncle coming out of Ning Huchen's room together. Their faces were more solemn than each other, and it seemed that they had just been criticized.
When they saw Ning Xi, they both smiled and greeted her. The elders had always loved this most outstanding girl in the family, especially since she had been in the United States for five years and had to face such a fate after returning home. They felt pity and a little guilty. The third son of the Ning family was even more disapproving of his father's marriage. To put it bluntly, this incident was a minor setback. To put it more normally, it was just a minor adjustment for the new leader to take office. To make a big fuss about it and arrange a marriage was really an exaggeration and an overreaction.
"Your grandpa is in a bad mood today. If it's not something urgent, come back tomorrow!"
The third Ning said something in a low voice and followed the eldest. Ning Xi hesitated for a while outside the door. It would be uncomfortable to go in at this juncture. But if she missed today, she didn't know where her grandfather would go next. When she was hesitating, her grandfather's voice came from the room: "Xiao Xi is here? Come in!"
Ning Huchen was sitting behind an old-fashioned mahogany table, studying a painting of gods and ghosts with a magnifying glass. When he heard Ning Xi come in, he said without even looking up, "What's the matter? Tell me!"
Ning Xi was extremely nervous. She opened her mouth but no sound came out. After a long while, Ning Huchen put down the magnifying glass in his hand and looked at Ning Xi with interest. Seeing that her face was pale and she looked nervous, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Did the third brother scare you again? I scolded them and I'm in a good mood. Don't be afraid. Just tell me what you want to say."
Ning Xi's palms were slightly sweaty, and while the courage in her heart had not yet dissipated, she said, "Grandpa, I want to bring a friend to see you. I wonder... do you have time?"
"Friend?" Ning Huchen picked up the magnifying glass again, moved it to the upper left corner of the ancient painting, and carefully read the seal of "Zhang Gui, the Emperor's Attendant". He said casually, "Okay, I happen to be free this morning."
"ah?"
Ning Xi almost suspected that she had heard wrongly. She thought that something that was extremely difficult turned out to be so easy. Her grandfather actually agreed to it without even asking anyone. This was too abnormal.
Ning Huchen frowned slightly and said, "Why, not in the morning?"
"No, no," Ning Xi paused, and decided to make it clear, and said, "It's the friend I did business with in Qingzhou..."
Ning Huchen waved his hand and said, "Bring him here!"
Ning Xi saw that Grandpa was completely focused on the ancient painting on the table. She didn't know whether he understood what she meant, but she didn't dare to say anything more and left the room quietly.
Wen Liang was reading today's newspaper in front of a newsstand five or six streets away from the courtyard when he suddenly saw the news in the entertainment section that Jacky Cheung would be holding a concert in Wuzhou, the capital of Suzhou Province, on the 10th. Remembering that he had asked An Baoqing to help him get some tickets, he took out his cell phone and made a call.
An Baoqing has been preparing for the "National Tea Cup" in Suhai for the past few months, and successfully held a grand opening ceremony on January 0. Through Wen Liang's activities in Beijing, the CCTV Tourism Channel broadcast live, which has achieved great social influence. As of today, the competition has progressed more than halfway, not only attracting more than 30 kinds of famous teas from all over the country, including the top ten famous teas in the country, but also making the Wujiang Tea Culture and Tourism Festival held at the same time famous throughout the country. In just one week, it attracted nearly 300,000 tourists to visit and play, injecting fresh vitality into the tea economy and local market that have been in a slump in the past two years.
"Brother Jiu, Biluochun has not been eliminated, right?"
After the call was connected, Wen Liang started joking. He had been in Beijing for the past month and had left all the arrangements for Qingzhou and Suhai to his subordinates. They communicated via phone calls on major matters and nothing went wrong.
An Baoqing's joyful laughter came from the other end of the phone, saying, "We can't shoot ourselves in the foot. Biluochun is definitely the first of the top ten famous teas!"
This is the truth. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a slap in the face if we spent so much manpower and resources to build the stage, only to let others perform the show
"But Master Wen, I have to complain to you. If it weren't for the Phoenix Bird that Fan Bo created, my reputation would have definitely taken a turn for the better. You can't be too partial to one and ignore the other. We are all human beings..."
It's only been a month since we last met, but An Baoqing has become more talkative. It seems that he is doing well in Su Hai and is in a good mood. Wen Liang smiled and said, "Fan Bo is still thinking about your marketing team. Seeing that you are so proud, how about I transfer a few more people to Beijing to help Fan Bo?"
"No, don't!" An Baoqing decisively changed the subject, smiled and said, "Young Master Wen, when will you come back? I missed the opening ceremony, so you must come to the closing ceremony."
"It depends on the situation. By the way, have you got the ticket I asked you to get last time? Okay, ask someone to deliver it to the Great World, and I'll go back and get it myself..."
Just after hanging up, the phone rang again. Ning Xi's voice was slightly low:
"Come here, Grandpa agrees!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)