Reinventing the Millennium

December 24, Christmas Eve in the Western world.

Because he was in New York and had domestic friends, Fang Zhuo held a small banquet at the city's landmark Time Warner Center in line with the trio of catching up with the past + coming on the market + holiday ceremony.

The location of the banquet had a panoramic view of the area, and it was also facing a tall and large billboard - that was where Mr. Fang was about to appear, at eleven o'clock at midnight, and lasted from the last hour of Christmas Eve until New Year's Day. The advertisements were all bought by Yike.

Of course, it will not only display the carefully edited photos of Yike’s president, but also some Wall Street’s evaluation of Yike, various media interviews with the other party, and Yike’s own business plans.

Speaking of which, this is not much different from the small advertisements on the street telephone poles. That is asking for a child with a lot of money, and this is asking for a purchase with a lot of money.

The listing time of YIKE has been officially finalized. It will be listed on Nasdaq on January 1, 2004 with the stock code YIKE, becoming the first company from mainland China to be listed in the United States this year.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the small banquet planned quickly expanded.

The Time Warner Center has just begun to open on a large scale this year, and Deutsche Bank's headquarters in the United States has also moved here not long ago. I heard that the partners were hosting a reception, so I was naturally willing to join in the fun.

In addition, Fang Zhuo also treated his employees with an attitude of coming whenever they could, so the scale quickly increased and the reception quickly became lively.

Yike, MIGA, PL, Deutsche Bank, Anliang...

Employees, partners, and new-age moneymakers in Chinatown, everyone was lively drinking and chatting, spending Christmas Eve in New York.

It was under such circumstances that Ni Runfeng met the energetic Mr. Xiao Fang.

There are rows of high-rise buildings outside, and the atmosphere of the banquet is noisy and cheerful.

On Christmas Eve, the city's neon lights were bright, and the performances in the center of the stage aroused cheers from time to time.

When Ni Runfeng saw Fang Zhuo, he felt that Mr. Fang under the light really seemed to be covered with a halo.

"Mr. Ni, come on, let me introduce you. This is Backhaus, the vice president of Deutsche Bank." Fang Zhuo waited for a domestic friend to arrive and introduced him in English with a smile, "This is the senior vice president of IDG America. Jennifer.”

"Backhouse, Jennifer, this is Ni Runfeng, the chairman of our most famous domestic TV brand Changhong."

Ni Runfeng didn't understand English, so he left the translator in the middle of the reception. He thought he was just here to meet, but he didn't expect such a thing.

His smile was hasty and awkward, and he could only shake hands with the two foreigners in a friendly manner.

Even though the lights were flickering, Fang Zhuo noticed Lao Ni's expression keenly and quickly guessed the reason.

He chatted with people from Deutsche Bank and IDG, and politely expressed that he wanted to talk to friends in China about the matter, and the two people walked away in a sensible manner.

"Mr. Ni, it's a bit noisy here, sit by the window." Fang Zhuo changed his glass of wine, handed another glass to Ni Runfeng, and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window as he greeted.

Ni Runfeng is still confused today, because Xiao Fang was deeply moved by Xiao Fang's small consideration for him who did not understand English. He sighed deliberately but held it back, and followed him to a small table slightly away from the excitement of the reception.

"What's going on, Lao Ni? Why did you come to the United States to go through legal procedures in person?" Fang Zhuo changed his title when he got to a private occasion, clinked wine glasses with the old entrepreneur, and asked about the situation, "I I just returned to New York today, and I have been busy until now, and I haven’t asked Martin, hey, Lao Ni, are you communicating well with the lawyer?"

Ni Runfeng took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "It went well. Thank you very much, Mr. Fang. I'm here in New York to discuss important business cooperation, and by the way, I can collect the dealer's debt."

Fang Zhuo frowned: "Old Ni, why are you still hiding it? This is New York. I can't hurt you just sitting here. Tell the truth."

Ni Runfeng was startled, looking at Mr. Xiao Fang's sincere eyes, he almost shed tears.

In this foreign country, foreigners gather together to celebrate the festival, and Yike is bustling on the market, but I am the only one who has fallen into such a situation.

He heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Mr. Fang, Changhong has encountered some troubles, and the incident with this dealer in the United States has a great impact."

Fang Zhuozhi frowned: "Old Ni, why is this happening?"

When Ni Runfeng heard this sentence, his thoughts were spinning.

After a long time, he sighed: "I don't have Li Dongsheng's good luck. I had conflicts with some people on the way to develop Changhong. Now, I am really worried about the future of the company."

Li Dongsheng is the president who successfully obtained control of TCL. He and Ni Runfeng have similar businesses, similar intentions, and different endings.

"Old Ni, although we don't communicate much, I, Fang Zhuo, really admire you. You are the kind of doer I admire." Fang Zhuo heard the unexpected answer and pondered for a moment, "Is there anything you need my help with?" Yes, just ask."

Ni Runfeng drank more than half of the glass of wine, then lit up the bottom of the glass: "Mr. Fang, it's all in the wine."

Fang Zhuo smiled and was about to speak when he suddenly saw Yu Hong walking over from the other side and Xiong Xiaoge behind her.

Yo, the old bear is here.

President Xiong Xiaoge from IDG China, who wants to sever ties with him and talks only about business and not personal matters, has arrived.

"Old Ni, let me introduce you to a friend. I wonder if you recognize him, Xiong Xiaoge from IDG." Fang Zhuo said to Ni Runfeng, stood up to greet him, and took a new cup to pour wine.

When Xiong Xiaoge came closer, Fang Zhuo didn't say any greetings. He handed over the wine glass and asked with a smile: "Is it Mr. Xiong or Lao Xiong who is here today? Do you want to talk to me about business or feelings?"

Xiong Xiaoge was hesitant, took the wine glass directly, tilted his head and drank a glass of wine, then lit up the bottom of the glass: "Mr. Fang, it's all in the wine."

Ni Runfeng:?

Fang Zhuo suppressed his laughter and introduced sideways: "Mr. Ni Runfeng from Changhong, this is Mr. Xiong Xiaoge and Xiong from IDG."

Ni Runfeng shook hands with some embarrassment and exchanged greetings with his name.

Xiong Xiaoge was surprised to see the head of Changhong here. After being warmly polite, he sat at the table and first poured wine into Mr. Fang’s glass, then poured wine for Mr. Ni, and then Mr. Yike and Yu. In the end, you are yourself.

"I have been happy on the way here. Yike is finally going to be listed. It's not easy." Xiong Xiaoge sighed from the bottom of his heart. "I have to pay tribute to Mr. Fang and Mr. Yu for this glass of wine. It's also a new acquaintance." I am very happy that Mr. Ni is an entrepreneur. We who make investments admire you as doers."

Fang Zhuo:?

Ni Runfeng:?

Unconsciously, Yu Hong raised her glass first, followed by Fang Zhuo and Ni Runfeng.

Over a glass of wine.

However, the more lively the atmosphere became, the more uncomfortable Ni Runfeng felt, and he sighed again: "I am not a man of action. This time I encountered a problem. If it weren't for Mr. Fang's help, I might not even be able to find a lawyer."

He raised his glass again, not only to express his gratitude, but also to feel depressed in his heart: "Mr. Fang, I salute you. I still say the same thing, thank you."

Fang Zhuo waved his hand: "Old Ni, if you want to treat me as a friend, don't say such things. Let's be casual today and don't drink too much."

He feigned displeasure and rebuked: "If there is a problem, solve it. Why are you still depressed? Tell me what problem you want to solve. Even if you can't solve it, Mr. Xiong is here, and I am here. Let's gather firewood and make a flame." So high!"

Xiong Xiaoge looked at this scene in surprise, what's the matter? What's going on with Mr. Ni's expression of gratitude and Mr. Fang's mischievous attitude?