Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

At the Capital Airport, a large Boeing 737-700 aircraft with a conspicuous three-star logo slowly entered the parking lot. At the same time, a car came from not far away, one by one, neatly parked in front of the aircraft. .

Under the gaze of the camera that came down first, several officials-like people, accompanied by Samsung employees, walked out of the car and waited beside the car with a smile.

Zhou Xingyu in the crowd looked at all this with mixed emotions. Sometimes, it was indeed the guests who easily felt our enthusiasm and received our super-standard treatment.

For example, when the boss Feng Yiping was treated like this?

Of course he also understood that it had something to do with Feng Yiping's own desire not to be treated like this. However, looking at the scene in front of him, overlooking the waiting hall, the people standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, they must be passing by This kind of equipment, excitedly shooting this scene and promoting this scene, in his heart, more or less, still a little unhappy.

Time seemed to pass very slowly. Zhou Xingyu saw more than once that in the porthole on the plane, someone was looking out, but the cabin door was firmly closed all the time.

Finally, the gangway was picked up, the Samsung employees became nervous, and the officials ended their chatting, and slowly gathered in front of the gangway. One of them also waved, "Zhou,"

Zhou Xingyu, who had fallen behind, could only smile and walk forward.

A sturdy man pushed the hatch, looked around vigilantly, and then stood aside with his hands. Another sturdy man came out of the cabin and stood on the other side. Obviously, the big man inside was coming out. .

Zhou Xingyu also saw that a pilot in uniform, who should be the captain, was saluting the cabin at this time. This is pie, tut!

A middle-sized elderly man finally appeared at the door of the cabin, raised his eyes and glanced down, nodded slightly, and there was a commotion in front of the gangway. Everyone was in a row, and the cameras became even more nervous and refused to let go of any detail.

The 65-year-old President Li is still steady, but he doesn't walk fast. He looks as determined as walking in his own company building.

In the eyes of the Samsung employees who picked up the plane at this time, their chairman was quite majestic. Of course, Zhou Xingyu and others would not feel this.

President Li finally walked down the gangway. The Samsung employees in front of them immediately bent their waists and bowed together. At this point, the officials still have a bottom line. They still looked forward with a smile and listened to Mr. The man at the helm introduces himself.

When Zhou Xingyu shook hands with him, he saw the head of the Samsung Empire who took the initiative to meet his boss. The smile on his face was very distinctive. It was so shallow that you would think that you had an illusion, and that expression would make You wonder if he really knows who is shaking hands with him.

It was very lively in front of the gangway. At the hatch of the engine, a bunch of people were still waiting there. When the reception below, it was almost over, they came down one by one...

It’s not a short time from when the plane stops to when the cabin door opens, but from when the cabin door opens to when a group of people get into the car, Zhou Xingyu thought, maybe it’s because there is only time for today’s protagonist. The most precious.

Sitting back in his car, he informed Wu Qian that there were two Li family members who had come. One of them was Li's parent and daughter whom the boss had contacted before.

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In the lobby of the Jiasheng Hotel, it was as lively as usual at this time, but some sharp-eyed people watched a few people guard an elevator, and a group of hotel managers in uniform walked to the door of the hotel. They suddenly became a little excited. , Is it our turn to meet the legendary Feng richest man?

However, this seems to be a little different from the legendary scene. Everyone knows a lot about Feng Yiping's deeds. One of them is that he is most opposed to such a welcome by his subordinate companies. I heard that there are express regulations for this.

Someone seems to have revealed on the Internet that when I met Feng Yiping in the hotel, the Holiday Inn didn't do anything at all. Even the lobby manager would stick to his post and serve customers first.

But look now, is this battle still small?

As for the at least twenty people waiting at the entrance of the hotel, they all stood upright at this time, and they did not talk to each other, with their hands hanging on both sides, as if they were waiting in line for review.

However, the person who wants to review them should be far away at this time... Sure enough, this legend is a legend. Now these media, like the statistics department, are becoming more and more unreliable.

However, this does not prevent them from squeezing some time to watch the excitement. After all, for most of them, such an experience must be considered future talk.

In their expectation, the car drove smoothly over, and then they felt that their previous predictions were probably all wrong, because the people waiting at the door all bowed to a car— This is obviously not the etiquette we should have.

Oh, by the way, the people just now looked a little weird, because they weren't Chinese.

Who is it here?

Soon, they saw a short and fat old man, surrounded by a large group of people, walking into the hotel without squinting. The people next to him were still bending when they were guiding, this guy!

When they watched this scene, they suddenly felt that it was necessary to take a photo, but when they looked at the old man who didn’t know who it was, and the men in suits who watched the surroundings vigilantly, they suddenly didn’t have much interest, and it seemed that everyone was right. He is very interested.

cut! It's not Feng Yiping!

"...It should be a Korean, you see, they didn't say ‘hi’ or anything," such a comment came from the crowd.

When Li's parents and daughter entered the hotel, they kept looking around.

Frankly speaking, at the entrance of the hotel, she did not see Feng Yiping. She was a little disappointed. Presumably her father should be the same as herself, but after thinking about it, it seemed nothing strange.

At present, the businessmen in this world are still worth the young man to meet downstairs in person. There are really not many people. In other words, if friendship is not considered, there is no need for him to go downstairs to meet any businessmen.

Besides, this is not under his office building, but under his hotel.

She also deliberately looked at the layout of the holiday hotel lobby, because she also runs the hotel herself, and it is the first time that she has entered Feng Yiping's company.

From the perspective of the lobby, they obviously pursued a grand and elegant style, but in terms of heritage, they still seem to be a bit worse. The several Shilla hotels under their own have a long history.

However, the quality of the staff seems to be excellent, and from her professional point of view, she can't find any shortcomings.

However, this may have something to do with the hotel's high regard for such a reception, but here, it is particularly concerned about such a facade.

The elevator came, and she was one position behind her father and followed in.

In the opposite office building, Feng Yiping didn't pay attention to the movement here, and was looking at a document with a frown.

Wu Qian knocked on the door and walked in, put down a few new documents that Feng Yiping needed to deal with, filled the cup on his desk with water, and gently backed out.

After a while, a mobile phone on the table vibrated, and Feng Yiping immediately picked it up. "Aren't you busy?" He checked his watch, "It may take a few days before I get there."

Jin Ling's voice rang, "Why do you put the domestic mobile phone manufacturers behind?"

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An hour after arriving at the hotel, Li Fuzhen accompanied his father and began to meet the officials who came to the meeting. This was a process they were already familiar with. No matter which country they went to, they would inevitably have such entertainment.

These meetings are also arranged in advance by the secretary's office. Some of the meetings are very necessary. The group’s interests here are getting heavier and heavier. Now that it comes once, it is natural to contribute to the group’s development here. , And some decisions, obviously only Dad can make.

But this morning, she didn't see her father's decision. The final focus of the officials was to get Samsung to increase investment, and such a thing is not easy to promise.

During the welcoming and sending process, it was just like this. It was noon soon, and it was time for lunch, but Feng Yiping still did not show up. Some officials expressed their willingness to have lunch in person or over the phone, but they were all one by one. After being turned down, the gracious middle-aged vice president of Jiasheng also appeared once, and asked about lunch again, but Feng Yiping still did not appear.

Soon, their lunch was delivered by a Korean restaurant that they had booked, and she saw Feng Yiping~www.wuxiaspot.com~ until the afternoon.

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At nearly three o’clock in the afternoon, Li Fuzhen accompanied his father and other executives of the electronics company, still accompanied by the vice president Zhou, to a conference room in the opposite office building. Not long after sitting down, outside In the corridor, there were kicking footsteps and voices. Those sounds soon reached the door. The Vice President Zhou stood up, and then Feng Yiping appeared at the door with a smile.

"Miss Li," he smiled and nodded at Li Fuzhen, looking at Li Fuzhen's dad who was slowly standing up, "Li Huichang, long up and down,"

Zhou Xingyu noticed that the head of Samsung at this time looked much more flexible than before. The smile on his face was flexible, his eyes were flexible, and his movements were flexible. He also smiled and walked past the group of Samsung people. He stretched out his hand to Feng Yiping from afar, "Mr Feng,"

President Li, who graduated from George Washington University, communicated with Feng Yiping very smoothly.

Feng Yiping felt that President Li’s handshake was still very powerful, but looking at the decree lines on his face, the Korean Emperor, who was the same year as his father, looked worse than his father. Much.

At this time, Li Fuzhen played the role of introducer, introducing other senior executives from Samsung to Feng Yiping one by one. This was also the main task of her trip. She couldn't talk about the specific cooperation at all—that was The territory of her brother.

The talks led by the leaders of the two parties quickly entered the topic. Zhou Xingyu asked, "What are your requirements for our cooperation?"

Opposite a middle-aged man said, "We have the following questions, I hope to discuss with you,"

Feng Yiping leaned on the chair and looked at the smiling old gentleman on the opposite side with a smile, okay, a few questions...