Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

"President Chen, please," handing the luggage to the doorman, Li Fangcheng followed Mr. Chen and walked into the hotel feeling very good.

He didn't expect Feng Yiping to come down to greet them now, but he thought that at least when he left, Feng Yiping, who hadn't looked at him with a straight face before, should be delivered to the door respectfully.

"We want to see you Feng Yiping, President Feng," he rushed to the girl at the front desk.

"Sorry sir, we only check in here for you," Liu Yuanyuan replied with a very standard smile.

Who do you think you are?

Li Fangcheng was a little angry. Today I am not the me who used to be. You are a small front desk, and you let me touch soft nails like this. Although you look pretty, how about being pretty? "Do you know who we are? We are Chief Wang...,"

"Hey," Old Chen patted him on the shoulder, and took out his ID card, "Open us two suites,"

Li Fangcheng was a little embarrassed and took out his ID. "They must have the phone in Feng Yiping's room."

"Don't embarrass the little girl," Entrusted by Mr. Wang, with Mr. Wang for so many years, it is impossible for him to act as unstructured as Li Fangcheng.

But at the same time, he didn't mind that Li Fangcheng made such a small mess, which could be regarded as a greeting to Mr. Feng.

So he wouldn't let Li Fangcheng go too out of style. After all, this time, they were asking for something.

Sure enough, when the two of them went upstairs, Liu Yuanyuan immediately dialed Wu Qian's phone, "Assistant Wu, two guests came to find Yiping. Among them was a young man named Li Fangcheng who looked very arrogant. What could it be? Sent by President Wang,"

"President Wang?" Wu Qian immediately thought of the phone call during breakfast.

It seemed that this manager Wang really couldn't tolerate rejection, and he didn't answer the phone, so he sent someone over immediately.

But Li Fangcheng? Why did he get mixed up with that President Wang?

"Thank you Yuanyuan, I see,"

She looked at Feng Yiping, who was in the small conference room over there, who had a teleconference with the United States with her sleeves rolled up, and decided to put it down first.

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In the conference room, the conference call has been going on for more than an hour. Feng Yiping listened to the work reports of all the teams involved in the merger, including the expensive external teams, and the results were very good.

He couldn't help but said to the other end of the phone with a little excitement, "Everyone has done a great job. I am sure that once the approval is passed, we and Netflix will be able to unite as soon as possible. Thank you for the work of all departments. I look forward to seeing you soon, and I look forward to celebrating your success."

"We are also looking forward to it," there were uneven applause and strange shouts.

I worked for a project for several months, and now it is finally coming to an end. People who are dedicated to work will feel a sense of relief.

Feng Yiping could hear that the cheers were still exhausted.

This is also normal. It is now more than three o'clock in the afternoon on his side, while San Francisco on the other side of the phone is close to midnight, and in New York, it is already more than four o'clock in the morning.

But who calls him the boss and employer?

Feng Yiping, who had finished the meeting, sat at the table and watched the undulating waves in the distance. For a while, he couldn't help but feel a little ups and downs.

The success of the third-ranked M&A plan in his own plan is imminent. This really inspired him and gave him great confidence to complete the next two mergers.

This is definitely a staged result. It seems that it can be celebrated a little bit?

He was about to call to share the good news with everyone. The phone rang again. He looked at it and laughed, "Why, I can't sleep?"

"Yeah, I'm in the company parking lot now," Randolph's voice sounded hoarse.

"Don't look, go to sleep buddy, there are a lot of things tomorrow, but you need to nurture your energy,"

"Don't worry, you won't get things wrong," Randolph smiled heartily. "In the first few years of starting a business, staying up all night was a common occurrence. Now I have the feeling of that time, full of energy and no sleep."

Randolph looked at the company Netflix headquarters in front of him with mixed feelings.

Tomorrow, a new chapter will be opened here, but the partners who worked hard and cheered together at that time have already parted ways.

"Why, think of Hastings?" Feng Yiping heard the silence on the phone, and probably guessed what he was thinking. "By the way, did he follow you later?"

"No, he was following you,"

"Trust me Randolph, I have a solution for this, too,"

"I also looked away, let him go over the past," Randolph didn't want to make Feng Yiping embarrassed. "Don't bother you, you are also very busy now. Julia is also waiting for me at home. I have to go home." Finally, he looked around again at the office area that carried their dreams and sweat and was about to set sail again.

"When I say hello to Julia, trust me, there will be no unsolvable problems in the future, good night Randolph,"

"Hehe, I believe in you, and I also believe that you will get good news tomorrow, then, see you tomorrow,"

"I believe we will meet tomorrow," but in fact Feng Yiping did not dare to say too much.

He will be fully prepared, but as long as sec (US Securities and Exchange Commission) does not make an official announcement, there will always be variables in all this, which is why he did not let the news spread at this time.

However, a few people still must notify in advance.

He dialed Huang Jingping's phone, but it was his daughter who spoke, "Dad, where are you, don't you want Amanda?"

"Daddy called you just because he missed you. Are you happy at your grandparents' house?"

"Happy, there are a lot of friends playing with me here, I just learned a song in kindergarten today, you wait, I will sing it to you,"

"I'm a painter, and I have great paint skills...,"

Listening to his daughter's milky singing, he completely relaxed, and even the three stuttering among the little guys made him very happy.

Huang Jingping finally answered the phone, "She has been holding back and offering you treasures since noon. Are you okay? Why are you calling this time?"

"You should record it for her," Feng Yiping said.

"Then you said, uncle and they recorded it during lunch."

Hehe, Feng Yiping imagined how happy his parents would be. This is the first time their granddaughter has sang a song completely.

They missed a lot of their granddaughter's first time, but this time they finally caught up.

"I have something I want to tell you. According to the information I got, Netflix's approval is most likely tomorrow morning, Eastern Time."

"Really?" Huang Jingping's voice also rose louder, "Great,"

She is the one who knows how much Feng Yiping has put in for this merger and acquisition. At this time, she is finally about to end perfectly, and she is sincerely happy for him.

Following her, she understood why Feng Yiping made this call. Today happened to be a small year, and there was less than a week before the New Year.

"It will take nearly eight hours for this matter to have results, but if the results are the same as we expected, I must fly to the United States tomorrow morning."

"It's okay. If there is news in the evening, you will notify me as soon as possible. I will do the work of my parents."

"Don't worry, I will try my best to fly back to have reunion dinner with everyone,"

"Of course we can expect to have a reunion dinner with you, but safety is the most important thing in Yiping. There is no need to be too rushed. It does not matter if we can't come back in the evening of 30th."

Feng Yiping also has this concern. Looking at it now, he came back on the 30th day, and it was indeed a bit awkward. "Sorry, the first time I take my daughter home, I will let you..."

"What's the matter?" Huang Jingping interrupted him, "this is not another place, this is also my daughter's home, you work hard, we are waiting for your good news,"

"Yiping," Wu Qian walked in with her mobile phone, "General Manager Jin,"

Huang Jingping heard, "Then you are busy, don't worry about us, I will wait for your call at night,"

Feng Yiping put down one and picked up another one. Just as soon as he "heed", Jin Ling immediately sprayed, "Hey, what do you do, you have to hide such a big thing from me?"

"I didn't want to hide it from you, you are so busy now, I don't want you to worry, I want to wait until the evening to confirm the news before telling you,"

The production companies under the group will all have a holiday tomorrow. Jin Ling is now the busiest time. He really does not want her to be bothered now.

"I knew it, I couldn't hide it,"

"You should have understood this long ago," Jin Ling was somewhat proud.

Zheng Jiayi from the US and Wu Qian from here were brought out by her. How could she hide it?

"Yes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I understand now,"

Jin Ling signed a large stack of documents brought by Fang Yingzhi, "Then you are leaving tomorrow?"

"If there is good news we expect tonight, yes, I will leave tomorrow morning,"

"But I can't go away," Jin Ling was a little surprised. "I thought the sky was falling down this Spring Festival, and you were a tall man against it, but I didn't expect it to be like this again."

During the Spring Festival, so many companies in the group are still operating as usual. There must be someone in the country. Feng Yiping goes to the United States and Jin Ling, the president who has not yet married, is naturally the best choice.

"It doesn't matter if I don't go now, and I will greet Mr. Jin to come by after I straighten out the relationship between the two companies over there."

Feng Yiping pretended that he didn't hear her complaint. This guy now seems to be more and more acting like a baby.

"In short, you have to compensate me for a dream holiday after the year,"

"No problem, I went to the Mediterranean last time, how about going to the Caribbean this time? It's a holy place for stalkers,"

Feng Yiping always has this ability. The first sentence made Jin Ling smile, and the latter sentence made her furious, "Fuck you big head," she hung up the phone with a "pop".

This is really a present-day report. In the morning, he hung up other people's calls and returned it this afternoon.

Wu Qian still thinks that she should tell Feng Yiping about the person who was sent by President Wang. After all, that person is not a waiting person, but she watched Feng Yiping lying on the chair with her eyes closed and shaking it. , Yes, it's not disappointing.

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What Feng Yiping and the others didn’t know was that after Randolph left, more than ten minutes later, in the parking lot of Netflix, a car that seemed to be parked there started up, and there was Hastings, whose moustache had become messy. S... ()

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