Reinventing the Millennium

On the way from the hotel to Ni Runfeng's house, the two didn't have much communication.

Because, with the end of Changhong's board meeting, news of the country's richest man arriving in Chengdu spread.

Last year, the National Bureau of Statistics issued the "Reform of my country's GDP Accounting and Data Release System", and subsequently postponed the tertiary industry census originally scheduled for 2003, and planned to conduct the industrial census and basic unit census in 2005 and 2006 respectively. The merger will also include the construction industry in the census, collectively referred to as the economic census.

That is to say, the first national economic census will be conducted at the end of 2004 this year.

The word GDP is becoming more and more important, and it occupies an irreplaceable position in many career surveys.

Therefore, the calls Fang Zhuo received along the way were getting higher and higher.

From the investment promotion bureau to the city leaders to the provincial leaders, everyone was very enthusiastic and wanted the richest man in the country to inspect the city and province.

Regarding the implementation of the tens-billion-budget project in Luzhou last year, leaders at all levels knew about it. The news spread all over the country, saying that the man could make money, really spend money, and dare to spend money.

At that time, he was not the richest man in the country, but this year he went a step further. This "come" was not called "come", but was called "come" on the phone.

When the car arrived at the community where Ni Runfeng lived, Fang Zhuo answered the last call. It was from Lu Jingmin, deputy director of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Bureau, who had just left the company not long ago.

Many leaders wanted to find out what project Mr. Fang was here to inspect. They asked around and found out that it was related to Changhong. They also learned from Lu Jingmin that the two of them could get in touch, so they asked this man to be a go-between. .

Lu Jingmin half-actively and half-passively accepted the job. This call was no longer "I will apologize to the leaders tomorrow" that Fang Zhuo said when he left the conference room, but instead became the leaders trying to pick up the slack from Mr. Fang.

In just a short journey, Fang Zhuo, who had just finished a board meeting, was scheduled to be the guest of the provincial and municipal leaders the next day.

Ni Runfeng also heard Mr. Xiao Fang's constant calls along the way. After getting off the car, he smiled and said: "Mr. Fang, our Sichuan and Sichuan leaders have always been hospitable to guests. Do you realize that?"

Fang Zhuo said with emotion: "This fully reflects the contradiction between the people's growing material and cultural needs and backward social production."

Ni Runfeng was stunned and didn't know how to answer the question.

"Haha, I remembered the newspaper I read when I came here today." Fang Zhuo smiled slightly, "Speaking of which, today's flight was a bit delayed, but Lao Ni, you will never guess whose call I have been receiving on my phone."

Ni Runfeng almost forgot about this. He really couldn't get through Mr. Xiao Fang's phone number before the meeting.

"I wanted to buy an American basketball team, the one Yao Ming played for. When I got here, the team owner Alexander called me and wanted to talk about the sale of the team and asked me to do some things after buying the team. Promise." Fang Zhuo smiled, "I was very anxious on the way, but I had to be patient and deal with it over there."

Of course, this was half true and half false. He did receive a call from Alexander. The acquisition of the Rockets was progressing, but he also deliberately waited before arriving at the hotel. When he and Lao Ni chatted, there was something similar that made both of them excited. A legitimate reason to believe.

If nothing else happens, there will be many things that both parties need to be willing to believe next.

As expected, Ni Runfeng didn't say anything, but thanked him: "Thanks to Mr. Fang this time. If it weren't for Mr. Fang, Zhao Yong would have been a sure winner in the board of directors this time."

"Are you really a board of directors? There are twenty or thirty people participating." Fang Zhuo shook his head repeatedly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "When I go back tonight, I guess a lot of people are planning to buy Changhong stocks."

Ni Runfeng's footsteps paused. Zhao Yong must have thought that today was a sure thing and called many middle and high-level people. Unexpectedly, a piece of good news suddenly came and the stock was about to rebound.

If you really want to be serious, the China Securities Regulatory Commission may hold you accountable.

He shook his head: "This meeting is to impress me, and the participants are beyond my expectations."

Ni Runfeng took Mr. Fang to the door of his house. As he opened the door, he asked seemingly unintentionally: "Mr. Fang signed a contract with APEX. Have you seen Ji Longfen?"

Fang Zhuo replied calmly: "I didn't see it. I arrived in China, and then the news came from New York. The conditions of Ji Longfen's two companies are already very bad. If Yike doesn't take over, your overseas products of Changhong will be ruined." Lost."

Ni Runfeng felt at ease, sighed again, and invited President Xiao Fang into his home.

He called his family on the way back. At this moment, wine and food were set on the dinner table, and a slightly immature young man in his twenties quickly came out of the kitchen to say hello.

"Dad, you're back. Is this Uncle Fang?" The young man hesitated when he saw Fang Zhuo.

Ni Runfeng did not hesitate: "This is your Uncle Fang, the President Yike Fang I often mention to you."

He then introduced Fang Zhuo: "This is my son Ni Boren. He is 21 years old. He is studying in Chengdu. He is a senior this year and is now interning in Changhong."

"Hello, uncle Fang, I am Ni Boren. I am knowledgeable and benevolent." Ni Boren still couldn't say it out loud.

Fang Zhuo chewed on the meaning of the name, smiled and shook hands with the young man, and said: "Your dad and I have been friends for many years. In fact, I am not much older than you. We have different opinions. I call your dad, Brother Ni." ', just call me 'Uncle Fang'."

Ni Boren breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly.

Ni Runfeng looked back at his silly son.

Ni Boren took two steps and realized that this was still "Uncle Fang"!

"Mr. Fang, sit down, my son is a good cook. I don't have enough time today, so I asked him to buy some cooked food and cook two plates of his specialty." Ni Runfeng greeted, "My wife is in Fucheng. She is here today. But you can’t control my drinking.”

Fang Zhuo smiled and said: "You can't drink too much, it's best to be a little tipsy."

Ni Runfeng agreed with this and asked his son Ni Boren to accompany him at the table.

The two of them had just exchanged pleasantries for the first three glasses of wine. Before the fourth glass of wine had started, Fang Zhuo got a little angry and asked something he had asked before.

"Old Ni, you Changhong have too many goods at APEX. Including the current overseas warehouses and Wal-Mart's warehouses, there are still 1.48 billion. I don't understand how you Changhong gave away the goods so easily. "

Ni Runfeng did not mention the insurance coverage with APEX this time. He shook his head: "Mr. Fang, I am actually very embarrassed, really embarrassed. Even though I am the chairman and general manager of Changhong Electric, there are some Things, alas..."

Fang Zhuo ate his food and waited for the next meal.

Ni Runfeng sighed and then continued: "State-owned enterprises often do things according to the wishes of the leaders. Mr. Fang is a private enterprise and does not know our distress. What the leaders value is to make the company bigger and bigger."

"In order to grow bigger, I would rather sacrifice profits in exchange for sales scale. Compared with increasing profits, this can bring more contributions to leaders."

Fang Zhuo already understood that this might indeed be a reason.

Ni Runfeng added: "Like Fucheng where Changhong is located, our Changhong did overseas exports for the first two years. Every leader smiled when they saw me. Mr. Fang, what do you think I can do?"

"The group has absolute control. I was replaced once, Mr. Fang, in 2000. Zhao Yong was in office at that time, and he wanted to reduce production capacity. Then I came up again. What will I do if you are in my position?"

Fang Zhuo frowned slightly and did not answer the hypothetical question. He just raised his hand and drank another drink.

After four glasses of wine, Ni Runfeng was already tipsy. He began to attribute Changhong's overseas strategy more to administrative factors in front of President Xiao Fang.

Fang Zhuo listened quietly, thinking about how to show the head of Changhong both soft and hard tactics from President Yike.

On the soft side, Changhong's overseas channels have been controlled. Whether it is controlled or not, this listed company is two different things.

On the hard side, some of the intrigue between Changhong and APEX was recorded by Ji Longfen. At this moment, Fang Zhuo had an M1 player with the recording in his pocket.

But how to balance it so that Ni Runfeng can better realize the win-win situation of mutual cooperation, or occasionally give up his win.

This needs to be handled a little more artistically.

Fang Zhuo thought about it and felt that the child should be taken away first.

"Xiao Ni, I see you haven't drank for a long time, but you are still sitting here. Take a sip and go about your business." Fang Zhuo picked up the wine glass and looked at Ni Boren.

"Have a drink with your Uncle Fang." Ni Runfeng greeted his son and said with emotion, "My son was brought up by my mother since he was a child, and he is more bookish."

Ni Boren smiled shyly and drank half a glass of wine.

Fang Zhuo calculated his age in his mind, and suddenly his mind changed and he changed his original idea.

He opened his mouth to praise and said, "Old Ni, you are very considerate in naming your son. The name has a really good meaning."

Ni Runfeng looked nostalgic: "Xiao Ren was also named by my mother. I feel ashamed to say that my mother has spent more time with her children than I have. I have been busy at work for the past few decades and I owe a lot to my family."

"When my mother passed away, I was still on a business trip abroad. I didn't even see her for the last time. Sometimes when I think about it, I don't know what I was planning."

Ni Runfeng sighed and drank a glass of wine by himself.

Fang Zhuo drank a glass with him silently, and said, "Then your mother also has high expectations for her grandson, Ni Boren, Ni Boren - knowledgeable and dedicated, asking questions and thinking closely, benevolence is among them."

Ni Runfeng was startled and hesitated: "Yes, my mother is very particular about naming."

Ni Boren on the side said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle Fang is right, grandma got her name from here."

"The old man is very particular because he thinks of you and wants you to follow the way of a gentleman." Fang Zhuo smiled and said to Ni Boren, "The phrase "learned and determined" is a saying in "The Analects", but many of our Chinese cultures are similar. .”

Ni Boren said politely: "Uncle Fang, please give me some advice."

"Confucius said that benevolence is the character of a gentleman. How to achieve it? You must be knowledgeable and determined, and you must ask questions and think deeply." Fang Zhuo said, "How do you explain being knowledgeable and determined? The Ercheng theory of the Northern Song Dynasty means that learning is not profound. If you don’t keep your promise, you won’t be able to fulfill it.”

"Simply put, you need to study extensively before you can go deep in one direction. Yue means concentration and purity."

Fang Zhuo poured himself a glass of wine: "To be knowledgeable is to keep the promise. Let's talk about it. This person has gone through all kinds of polishing and all kinds of temptations in society. He fell, got up, and fell again. Climb again, only in this way can a heart be polished to purity, but this purity still needs to be 'kept' to achieve the final benevolence."

"If you don't abide by it, it will be difficult to achieve the ultimate gentleman's benevolence. This is often the case with people and things."

"Xiao Ni, your grandma hopes that you can stick to your heart even if you go through ups and downs in the future. Keeping is very important."

"Weiyan Xiaoyi, the name the old man gave you has a profound meaning. You must always remember your grandma's good intentions."

After Fang Zhuo said this, he took a sip of wine and lowered his head to eat the food.

Ni Boren listened thoughtfully. In the past, he only knew that his name came from "The Analects of Confucius". He didn't expect that he could continue to explain a lot of truths: "Uncle Fang, you just said that the second Cheng of the Northern Song Dynasty was the Cheng of Zhu Neo-Confucianism. ?"

"It's Cheng Hao and Cheng Yi. Their explanation of "The Analects" should be "Er Cheng Cui Yan"." Fang Zhuo pondered for a while, "I read more complicated books, so I should remember it correctly."

Ni Boren nodded with admiration.

Just as he was about to eat the food, he suddenly noticed that his father Ni Runfeng's eyes were a little red, and he said in shock: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Ni Runfeng waved his hands and was speechless.

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same. Only when the truth is combined with personal experience can people's hearts suddenly tremble.

Ni Runfeng's mother had passed away a long time ago. Now that her son's name brought out her good intentions in naming him, coupled with the recent turmoil, the emotion and shame in his heart were intertwined, making his nose sore.

I have been in Changhong for decades through ups and downs. Now that I am approaching retirement, I still can't "keep" my original intention.

How difficult is it to keep a word?

Ni Runfeng rubbed his eyes with his hands, took two deep breaths, and the other party always said: "I'm losing my temper. I think of my mother. She was a middle school Chinese teacher. She raised me up by herself since I was a child, and she also taught me many ancient Chinese principles. "

"I actually don't like these things. I liked working with machines when I was in school. In the blink of an eye, many years have passed."

Fang Zhuo said very understandingly: "Parents are like this to their children and younger generations. Lao Ni, I believe you are the same to your children. I saw Xiao Ni today. He is a great young man. When your daughter comes back from the United States, she must have experienced it." Very capable.”

Just as Ni Runfeng was about to nod, his heart suddenly shook, and his right hand holding the wine glass trembled.

boom!

The wine glass fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Ni Runfeng looked at Mr. Fang blankly. He had never mentioned his daughter, let alone that she was in the United States, and he deliberately avoided these things, because as long as he mentioned her working at APEX, all the connections would be obvious.

Administrative factors, leadership pressure, and the previously high-sounding excuses all turned into the worst performance.

From this moment on, the admirable old entrepreneur and the head of color TV who have been in trouble for decades have become the funniest joke.

Fang Zhuo looked at Lao Ni calmly.

"Oh, Dad, have you drunk too much? I'll get another wine glass." Ni Boren didn't hear anything wrong. He just thought his father drank too much and couldn't hold the wine glass firmly.

Fang Zhuo said calmly: "Xiao Ni, don't take the wine glass. It's not good to drink too much. Let's stop here today."

Ni Runfeng's mouth was a little dry, and most of the alcohol in his head had faded.

He opened his mouth but couldn't speak.

"I have to have a meeting when I go back to the hotel in the evening. I've had a lot of fun today. Xiao Ni, you can give it to me." Fang Zhuo stood up and greeted Ni Boren, "Your dad drank a lot. I won't let him give it away. Let him have a good rest."

Ni Boren turned his head and glanced at his father. Strangely, he didn't get any response, and said quickly: "Okay, Uncle Fang, I'll see you off."

He felt that his father had drunk too much tonight.

The two quickly got up and went out.

Ni Runfeng was the only one left at home.

He sat on the chair, looking in the direction of the door alone, and slowly covered his face with his hands.