It was another sultry night in Chengdu. The day before the first day of school at No. 10 Middle School, Cheng Ran and his mother Xu Lan checked out of the hotel they rented and moved into the residential complex.
The sanitation has been completed and all the things have been put in place. There is a three-bedroom house and a study room. The environment around the community is very good, with a cultural park and an industrial park... At this time in 1998, Fulong Company bought this area of Rongcheng Huatong.
Now many people outside are astonished at Fulun’s production, sales and acquisition expansion capabilities. Although Fulun started with a state-owned background, that is only a small part of it. Overall, it is still a private enterprise.
You have to know that if private enterprises enter the capital and technology intensive field without strong confidence, they are courting death. It can even be said that at this time, most of the star companies that people could name in the private enterprise sector in previous years, such as New Hope, Jianlibao, Wahaha, Gree... the feed processing, beverage, and air-conditioning industries involved are all labor-intensive or resource-intensive industries without exception.
As for the capital-intensive and technology-intensive fields, neither of them can be ventured into by a private enterprise with a weak foundation. Most of the companies that have a foothold in these fields are joint ventures with state-owned backgrounds and national teams with the word "central" in their names.
But Fu Long insisted on going down this road without looking back...
In today's southwestern business circle, the media and related industry circles have their eyes on the Fulong company. They are surprised that the company has the financial courage to attack Chengdu and acquire Chengdu Huatong for 30 million in a short period of time.
Although it was not a one-time payment, such an amount was reached during the internal standing committee meeting of Cheng Feiyang and his subordinates, who are now the backbone of Fulong, and through the signing of documents by his father.
Of course, many people don’t know that Fulun has such cash flow and has no problems with continuous investment in development and acquisition of capital chain, which is largely dependent on the sales revenue of the disaster prevention and early warning system.
It’s just that this system is currently very famous. When flood disasters broke out, many orders from meteorological departments came in. Fulon specially set up a project team, which went to various places in groups to negotiate and build the system. This can be considered an unintentional result.
Thinking about coming all the way here, Cheng Ran felt a sense of accomplishment.
It even makes people dare to imagine the future, even the more distant future... Of course, sometimes it is just a thought, but we still have to base ourselves on the current situation...
After Fulong entered the market, local telecom suppliers that occupied the market took some measures, formed alliances, and some people began to make plans behind the scenes. Some coping ideas emerged from those closed-door meetings. They poached people from Fulong, weakened the size of Fulong’s army, frequently carried out marketing and public relations, and strengthened the ties with cooperative units... Of course, there were also some hidden and shady means...
But most of the battles are still on the business level.
As long as Fulong is always on the right track, Cheng Ran will not interfere with his father and his team at this time when it comes to management and tactics.
After all, he himself is now avoiding such trivial matters, which are exhausting, and with his current status, he cannot intervene at all. He can let the ship set sail, but precisely because he did not build it himself, he does not have the ability to make the decision on the ship. It's just that in the eyes of the elders of Fulong, he holds the sharpest sword.
That is, he can directly give suggestions to Cheng Feiyang, and the key is that Cheng Feiyang is very likely to accept his suggestions...
The sign of Rongcheng Huatong has been taken down, and a new sign of Fulon Company has been hung up. The lights are still on in the conference room of the old Huatong building.
Cheng Feiyang didn't come back. Xu Lan took down the dried clothes from the balcony and told Cheng Ran, "Tomorrow when you go to class, take bus No. 37 at the door. It will take you to No. 10 Middle School in a few stops. I have prepared your schoolbag. Please check if the ink in your fountain pen is full..."
In fact, when I moved in today, I met Lian Xiaohu. Next to him was Jiang Zhou, whose nickname was "Jiang Erwa", and another person who seemed to be named Li Weilu.
The three people seemed to want to say something to him. I wonder if it was another "negotiation" thing. Before the three people could speak, Cheng Ran stretched out his hand to hold them down and said, "I have an important appointment tomorrow, so if there is anything, we can talk later."
Then, just when they were stunned, Cheng Ran walked back to his apartment building carrying various things he bought from the supermarket.
The three of them were probably a little confused at the time.
The reason was obviously absurd, but it had an unquestionable and powerful aura... It was completely impossible to refute or react to it.
What does your appointment tomorrow have to do with us today? What kind of appointment is it that makes us so nervous... Is Moscow planning a counterattack on Berlin
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In the new house, Cheng Ran made himself a cup of tea. Cheng Feiyang now had some good tea leaves, which were not bought by himself. They were sent by some local customers when he was on a business trip. Since most of Fulong's customers were enterprises and governments, many of these sent things were good things, so they were moved here together with the move.
After brewing a cup of fresh tea, the faint fragrance lingered in his nose. Cheng Ran stood outside the window, feeling somewhat uncomfortable in an unfamiliar environment. Some distant memories engraved in his mind emerged, such as when he left home for a long journey, he wanted to call home every day. Later, the longer he was away from home, the more bored he felt when he went back... Later, he moved from one city to another... went abroad for roadshows... The word "home" is like a distant corner in the palace of memory, vague and calm.
The original self had long been swept away by everything around him, trapped in the huge inertia of the world's tide, becoming more and more indifferent and numb, with a heart as hard as iron, full of desires, and almost losing the ability to perceive.
It was raining outside the window. Summer was the rainy season, and there was a lot of rain in Chengdu at this time.
The rain was hitting the leaves outside, bringing some cool breeze to the sultry weather soaked by the rain. In the light of the rented house, Cheng Ran was standing by the window. The feeling of faint attachment and melancholy in his heart once again came to his mind along with this rainy night.
Cheng Feiyang came back holding an umbrella, changed his shoes, fiddled with something, and asked if there was any soaked rice. Xu Lan hurried to the kitchen...
Then he came over and took out a bag of food from his pocket. A lot of steam came out of the inner wall of the pocket. He opened it and found five fried dumplings with crispy yellow skin. "During the meeting, they bought some fried dumplings from a cart outside and brought them to the office to eat. They tasted pretty good. I saved a few for you to try."
Cheng Feiyang opened his pocket and handed it to Cheng Ran with an eager smile on his face. The CEO of Fulong, who currently has thousands of employees, was in a meeting until the evening, but he was still thinking about taking a few fried dumplings for Cheng Ran and his mother at home.
It turns out that the so-called home is not an area that can be found on the map, nor is it a small courtyard or a building that will be completely changed in the earth-shaking changes in the future... but a period of time that will always stay there even if the sky falls and the earth breaks.
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There were five dumplings, Xu Lan tried one, Cheng Ran ate four, and then he held the tea and slurped it. Xu Lan, who had made rice porridge for Cheng Feiyang, wiped her hands and walked into the living room. Seeing Cheng Ran staring at the TV that was not turned on, she immediately asked suspiciously, "What, are you waiting for a call? Someone will call?"
Cheng Ran was shocked, realizing that his mother had seen through many details about him, and he quickly shook his head.
Today was supposed to be the first day of school for Shanhai No. 1 Middle School, but until the evening, Lao Jiang didn’t call to ask about the start of school…
This can't be a problem with call forwarding. Fulong is responsible for this. He forwarded calls to Shanhai's home phone to Chengdu. He had set it up at the time and tested it today...
So, it’s quite interesting. Did Lao Jiang forget that school starts today
Haha, it seems like I forgot everything during this summer vacation...
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On the other hand, in the single-family residential compound in Huihuaxi, Jiang Hongshao, who had just taken a shower and was only wearing pajamas, sat in the living room, peeling an apple, eating a pear, and leaning on the sofa flipping through a book.
Jiang's mother walked out of the lighted study. There were some files to be read today piled on the desk. She went out and filled a cup with water. She saw the black hair on the sofa in the living room. Jiang Hongshao glanced at her at this time.
Jiang Hongshao's mother frowned, "Why... are you waiting for a call?"
"No..." Jiang Hongshao laughed at the other end, "My hair isn't dry yet."
"Didn't you always stay in your room before?" Jiang's mother said calmly.
"It's raining, the air downstairs is better, haha..."
"Don't worry, I won't answer any calls except the internal one." Mother Jiang said this and walked back to the study room with a cup of water.
Jiang Hongshao raised the corners of her mouth awkwardly, put her feet into slippers, packed up her books and went upstairs. At the stairs, she looked back at the retro-looking telephone and a trace of annoyance flashed across her brows.
It’s very stable, Cheng Ran.
Make up the first update.