On the other side of the No. 10 Middle School alumni gathering, in the teahouse across the hall, several middle-aged men who looked to have a certain level of career status, wearing suits and casual clothes, were sitting at a round table talking about something. While occasionally flicking cigarette ash and drinking tea, some of them looked over undisguisedly.
And because there was a party going on, all the students from No. 10 Middle School went to college, and when they met up with friends on a holiday, most of the girls would dress up specially. Therefore, some of the men in the teahouse over there were more focused on the young girls. Of course, they were not necessarily naked, but their waists and faces were flashing with a unique subtlety and cunning.
After the two eye-catching girls entered, even the person sitting with his back to them, holding the armrests of the rattan chairs, turned his upper body to take a look because of the movement behind him and the attention of his companions.
A man in his thirties on the left was obviously touched. He was Wang Jialin, the vice president of the Public Multimedia Information Network. He said with a smile, "Some female college students nowadays dare to have fun. Speaking of this, I still envy President Zhao. He still has a young mentality in this regard. The girls in the Art Academy are replaced one after another. What's going on? What kind of girl is this this time? She is studying acting and is going to be sent out. Maybe she has become a little star and is kept as a beautiful girl in a golden house?"
This caused a burst of male laughter.
Zhao Yin, who is also the vice president of the company, lit a cigarette and said, "Let's not think about the little star. If she is really a little star, do you think she will hang herself on this tree of mine? I let her go out. Sometimes I go to her place to stay, but I don't expect anything else. She has more than one girlfriend... This woman is experienced. I need to train her. I will need her in the future. She can also help me make connections. So I'll just keep dating her. It doesn't matter if I lose a few dollars a year. One day I can make a good connection and the return on investment will go up..."
Someone laughed, "Boss Zhao is still superior and knows how to enjoy life. We work so hard to earn a few hard-earned dollars, but it's not as easy as Boss Zhao cultivating a mistress and building connections! What is this, a relationship under a skirt?"
"Don't brainwash me. You guys invest outside and lose at most money. It's different for me. Not only do I lose money, but I also lose my life! One drop of essence is worth ten drops of blood. I can't make it up now! I'm getting old! The Tibetan medicine I used last time was not bad..."
Several middle-aged men over there, who were obviously powerful and had a great background, burst into laughter, and they did not shy away from talking to others and did not lower their voices. Everyone at the No. 10 Middle School alumni reunion was disturbed by them and looked over, but did not dare to meet their gazes and turned their heads back quickly. There was nothing they could do about this kind of thing. The potential energy displayed by the other party was there, and it was not in the same world. There was a pressure of level difference.
The middle-aged man in the middle of the crowd was named Zhou Dong, and he was the chairman of the Public Multimedia Information Network. He was obviously used to the sexual gossip of the executives around him. He withdrew his gaze from the two girls opposite him, especially the girl in the black coat. In fact, as a well-known figure with various titles and awards on his body, and the head of a local portal with obvious policy imprints, he had no shortage of women around him. As for the girl who was obviously a college student, his eyes revealed a rare courage that a man could have towards a woman, but it quickly disappeared because he had business to attend to.
He arranged it with a look of laughter and scolding, "Boss Wang, you'd better stop bullying Boss Zhao Yin. Be careful that Boss Zhao will keep a record of you one day and find some big shots to make a fool of you! Don't try to fool around with Boss Zhao, who is an expert in this field. Hurry up and sort out the plan again... When the people arrive, we need to discuss this matter. Let me tell you, this is a target given to me by the telecom boss. If we fail to meet the traffic diversion target, none of us will have a good life next year!"
Wang Jialin nodded, "Boss Zhou, don't worry! The CQ people are here today, and we promise to take him down on the table! How much can he drink? Can he beat us? Not to mention me, Boss Zhao can't even get past him!"
The man called Zhao Yin laughed, "Pah!" and quickly expressed his loyalty to his boss, "Chairman Zhou, don't say that about me, Zhao. I don't even have an account book!"
Everyone started laughing again.
Wang Jialin, the vice president of the Public Multimedia Information Network, who was named, was smiling but secretly complaining in his heart. He was thinking that it was Zhou Dong who, on the podium of leading the top ten Internet companies in Chengdu a year ago, vowed that the local portal network would integrate "small-scale" chess and card game platforms and use the advantages of the information network to establish a forum community communication system to replace instant messaging software, and was slapped in the face a year later.
This local portal website, which was highly expected by all parties, did not achieve the expected effect at all. It was neither hot nor cold. Instead, its CQ development trend was extremely rapid.
Advertisements follow traffic, and traffic follows users. This iron law of the Internet plays a strict role here.
As a result, local portals have to rely on local relationships to establish relations with CQ, hoping that when CQ logs in and selects the communication node, it will add a public information network user login entrance to the original Internet user login options, and add some interfaces to increase the traffic of the information network and continue to obtain sufficient investment from advertisers. Otherwise, if this continues, advertising revenue will stagnate or even decrease, which will be a dead end.
But CQ's principle is not to deal with local portals, not to mention Zhou Dong, who had previously "boasted" about replacing CQ. The key is that they can't put pressure on him through official means. Although they have government and state-owned telecommunications backgrounds, their backgrounds are even more powerful. Needless to say, they know that the province strongly supports CQ, a company that showcases the Internet in Chengdu. Things that cannot be done through political means can only be done through personal relationships. In the end, it was not through matchmaking and good words from all parties that they got a chance to contact the top management of CQ.
Of course, for the people on the information network side, as long as the CQ people can come, half of the problem will be solved. The rest is the issue of how much profit will be distributed at the wine table. These can be discussed. Zhou Dong can only apologize publicly for his arrogance a year ago. Face is not worth much before a real crisis.
As long as they can make it through and earn a lot of money, the face lost in business can be regained in many places. There is no face that cannot be regained by spending money, such as those innocent female college students before.
Of course, these fragmentary conversations still floated over faintly, and there was not much information, but Cheng Ran already knew who the other party was, and of course he could guess the situation almost exactly.
Cheng Ran remembered that the Chengdu Multimedia Information Network was once very popular in his previous life. After all, Chengdu was one of the first Internet pilot cities in China. Of course, it was no wonder that Zhou Dong boasted so much when the information network was first established. But later, due to various mismanagement, the split-up in the previous life was split up, and the state-owned assets were returned to the state-owned assets. It was directly dismembered. This still had a lot to do with the level of the managers. Now it seems that there are many factors that led to the failure of this website that was highly expected by the local government. It still depends on the people.
As a result, an incident happened. Qin Qian and her good friend Yuan Huiqun were chatting alone there, and when they went to the bathroom, Zhou Dong's assistant, one of the men there, stood up and followed them.
Not long after, Qin Qian came hurriedly from the direction of the restroom, with a bad face, followed by the assistant of the other chairman, who smiled and shook his head at his chairman, indicating that it was difficult. Zhou Dong just smiled and said nothing.
When Qin Qian and Yang Xia arrived, their friends came over to chat with them, and they didn't have much communication with Cheng Ran. At this time, Cheng Ran, who was chatting with Zhang Ping and Liu Jingrui, saw Qin Qian coming over. His friend Yuan Huiqun also noticed something was wrong and went over. Cheng Ran then made a gesture to Zhang Ping and the others, then walked over to Qin Qian and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Disgusting!" Qin Qian gritted her teeth and glared in the direction of the middle-aged men. In the meantime, the assistant had already returned to the chairman Zhou Dong and whispered something. Zhou Dong nodded slightly to Qin Qian from a distance.
Qin Qian turned around and faced the concerned inquiries of Cheng Ran and Yuan Huiqun before saying, "The man just stopped me at the door of the bathroom and asked me that their chairman asked me how old I was and whether I was looking for a job... and whether I wanted to not work in the future?"
"Oh my god! These old men are so disgusting!" Yuan Huiqun said in surprise.
Qin Qian glanced at Cheng Ran and said, "It doesn't matter. I've told him that if he gives me 100 million, I can consider asking him to kneel down and smell my feet..."
Yuan Huiqun was even more dumbfounded, "You are so strong now!"
Qin Qian stuck out her tongue at Cheng Ran and smiled, indicating that I am such a hot pepper.
Cheng Ran shrugged and walked back, as long as he didn't suffer any loss.
Then suddenly there was another commotion over there.
It turned out that a girl named Du Mei dropped her scarf on the ground when she passed by. The man at the table named Mr. Wang picked it up and said, "You dropped something!"
Du Mei walked over with a red face and took the scarf from the other person. But perhaps because she was nervous, she took it and left. Then the other person started shouting, with an expression that said "something weird happened", "You didn't even say thank you!"
Then he opened his mouth and said, "You're a college student! You dropped something and someone picked it up for you, but you didn't even say thank you! What kind of character is that!"
"Is this the quality of today's college students?!"
The sound was so loud that people from other tables in the hall looked over here. Du Mei's face turned red, but she was also scared and didn't dare to go forward.
Zhang Ping and others who were dealing with something here hurried over and apologized to the other party on behalf of Du Mei.
Yuan Huiqun was aggrieved and angry, "They did it on purpose..."
Qin Qian also wanted to go over, but was stopped by Yuan Huiqun, "Don't go over and cause trouble..."
Cheng Ran made a phone call, then walked over, patted Qin Qian on the shoulder, stopped Qin Qian who was about to go over to argue, and said, "Okay, I'll take care of it."
Zhang Ping stopped talking when Cheng Ran came over. Cheng Ran, facing Mr. Wang who was still shaking his head, said, "I'm sorry. My classmate should say sorry to you. But I've said sorry so many times. It's enough. I know that the economy is developing and people's ideology and morality can't keep up. But the social hostility is heavy enough. Let's not accumulate it..."
In the first half, Cheng Ran seemed to be doing well, but in the second half, the whole atmosphere suddenly changed.
However, the students of No. 10 Middle School were never disappointed. After all, this was Cheng Ran, who had no one to suppress him after Jiang Hongshao left. Thinking back to the things he did at the end of graduation, they were still talked about with relish.
Cheng Ran smiled calmly, "Oh, by the way, are you guys discussing business here?"
"That's not good. The worst thing to do when doing business is to avoid unnecessary complications... Well, I hope you guys don't make the deal."
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely low pressure.
Zhang Ping was dumbfounded. Yuan Huiqun grabbed Qin Qian's hand and said, "Cheng Ran... is still so arrogant... Isn't he afraid of getting beaten..."
Yang Xia and others were walking over quickly, feeling anxious.
The other party slammed the bulging wallet and mobile phone in his hand onto the table with a bang, and then burst out with an unpleasant scolding.
Then, Wang Jialin, who was the first to be affected, suddenly had his phone ring. While pointing at Cheng Ran and cursing him, he stood up and looked at his phone, then quickly moved aside to answer it.
As a result, the previous defiant look gradually hardened and his face changed several times. The arrogance just now disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a flattering tone to the person on the other end of the phone who suddenly became a head shorter.
Hang up without mercy.
The people at the table who had already noticed Mr. Wang's situation had no intention of causing trouble for this group of college students. It was obvious that something had gone wrong with the most important thing that they thought was foolproof.
Wang Jialin dialed a few numbers, and after answering, he walked back with a look of grief, "The phone is turned off! The other party couldn't get through, and there are no plans to cooperate with us!... Is this person fucking sick!"
Zhang Yin's face immediately turned red with anger. "Wang Jialin, what are you doing? Are you playing tricks on me?"
Then Zhang Yin pointed at Wang Jialin and turned to the chairman and said, "Boss Zhou, there's something wrong with this guy. I'm going to call Lao Jin right away... to get some information!"
That’s it! This is the internal contradiction that has suddenly intensified.
Then the Eight Immortals showed their magical powers, and the parties present no longer cared about the group of college students in front of them, and immediately started to call for help and look for straw.
Zhou Dong from the Information Network remained standing there with a gloomy expression.
I'm guessing who's behind this.
The students from No. 10 Middle School watched a completely bloody drama.
The big guys and the little devils were in chaos.
Then, during this process, Qin Qian, who had already returned to his own position, stared at Cheng Ran in the crowd, with burning eyes, as if asking a question.
Cheng Ran shrugged and made a helpless gesture.
That means, I don’t know either…