When will I have a long tassel?

"What kind of organization is this Machine 20 Secretariat?" Li Taiyu looked at He Jian and asked.

"This is a newly established association in the machine tool industry, and we, Changji, are also members." He Jian replied. The Changji he mentioned refers to his former unit, Changning Machine Tool Factory. Even though he has changed jobs, when he mentions Changji, he still unconsciously uses the word "we".

Of course Li Taiyu didn't mind He Jian's wording. He frowned and asked, "Is this association very powerful?"

"Yes, the participants in this association are all the most powerful machine tool companies in China." He Jian said.

"Then can we apply to join?" Li Taiyu's imagination was wide open. In his opinion, the reason why Machine 20 gave Dongyuan Machine Tool a low score was naturally out of the need for industry protection. If you are also a member of Machine 20, if you pay a little more membership fee, will the other party give you a high score? By the way, this seems to be mentioned in a certain MBA case.

He Jian smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Li, this may not be realistic. There are only 20 members of Machine 20, all of which are among the top 30 large machine tool companies in China. As for our Dongyuan Company... there is still a little gap."

"So that's it." Li Taiyu muttered, then put on an angry face and said: "Is it important that they are large companies? If they blatantly tarnish our reputation like this, we must send them a lawyer's letter demanding that They have withdrawn these materials and publicly apologized! Oh, and they also want to compensate us for our losses! Director He, please call my father’s classmate now and ask him to come over.”

The classmate of his father that Li Taiyu was talking about was a lawyer named Lao Si Tong from a law firm called Xijia in Changning City. He actually met Lee Tae-woo's father, Lee Dong-won, at a short-term legal seminar held in South Korea. While chatting, Lao Si Tong heard that Li Dongyuan's son Li Taiyu had opened a company in Changning, so he begged for nothing and expressed his willingness to be a legal consultant for Li Taiyu's company, and claimed that everything would be free of charge.

Li Dongyuan himself is a lawyer, but he has no personal connections in China. Lao Si Tong offered to help, and Li Dongyuan certainly would not refuse. In this way, Lao Si Tong became the legal consultant of Dongyuan Company, and occasionally helped Dongyuan Company review contracts and other matters, and his work was considered professional.

Lao Si Tong is willing to serve as a legal consultant to Dongyuan Company for free. Of course, he is not possessed by an internationalist spirit, but because of Dongyuan Company's foreign investment background. Nowadays, in the promotional materials of Xijia Law Firm, the first line is "Providing legal services to dozens of Chinese and foreign companies." The word "foreign" in it corresponds to only one company, and that is Dongyuan Company.

This is a bit like the online stores that sell fake medicines in later generations. The picture of Douda on the homepage must be an old foreign man with a beard, a retired Western medicine doctor from the US Marine Corps. Some people have done research and found that at least 30 online stores use the same photo. The identity introduction ranges from the chief doctor of the Royal Medical College of the United Kingdom to the founder of a Fortune 500 pharmaceutical company. Finally, it was traced back to the source of the photo and found that It turned out that he was a farmer in Texas who only knew how to treat bloodletting even when he was sick.

Lao Si Tong hurried over after receiving He Jian's call. Li Taiyu told Lao Si Tong what happened with a dark face, and then put forward his own demands. The other party must apologize, withdraw the false propaganda, and pay a lot of compensation. at RMB 1 million.

"Mr. Li, I'm afraid this is a bit difficult." Lao Si Tong said distressedly. He is not a fool, he still knows a little bit about the law. As soon as he got started, he knew that this matter was quite troublesome.

"Lawyer Lao, isn't this an obvious act of defamation? If this kind of thing happened in South Korea, compensation would definitely be required. Even 1 billion won is not much." Li Taiyu said firmly.

Lao Si Tong asked: "Mr. Li, I don't understand machine tools. I would like to ask if the data in this booklet are false?"

"At the very least, it's not that accurate..." Li Taiyu's tone was obviously lower.

Lao Si Tong understood that the co-author was right, but he wanted to sue him for defamation, but there was no way to do it.

"Lawyer Lao, this brochure says that our machine tools are junk grade. This can be considered slander, right?"

He Jian on the side saw what Lao Si Tong was thinking and reminded him.

Lao Si Tong said: "This depends on how you understand the definition of junk level. International rating agencies also use the term junk level. It is just a grading standard and cannot be considered an insulting language."

"But the word trash, in the eyes of ordinary people, is just a curse."

"People can say that this is not a document for ordinary people to see."

"But it misled our users and caused us actual losses. Can't we also claim compensation?"

Lao Si Tong thought for a while and asked: "Mr. Li, Director He, I would like to ask, from what channel did you obtain this material?"

"He brought it." Li Taiyu pointed at Wang Yingsong who was sitting in the corner practicing Qigong and said.

"Hmm, what about me?" Wang Yingsong raised his head and looked at everyone with questions in his eyes: "Mr. Li, what's the matter?"

Li Taiyu forced 5,000 milliliters of carbon dioxide back into his Dantian, glared at Wang Yingsong fiercely, and said, "Director Wang, Lawyer Lao wants to know from where you obtained this booklet."

"Oh, that's it." Wang Yingsong was very relaxed, "I got it from a machinery factory in Heling. Their factory director took this brochure and asked me if Dongyuan's grinders were like this, so I got it from him. I have this booklet in hand."

"Where did he get this booklet?" Raostone asked.

"I don't know about that, and I didn't ask him." Wang Yingsong spread his hands, looking innocent.

"Go and ask now! Ask clearly!" Li Taiyu was furious.

"Oh." Wang Yingsong still looked lazy, stood up and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Li Taiyu asked in surprise.

Wang Yingsong said: "Let's pack our luggage and go to the station to buy train tickets."

"Who asked you to go to Heling? Can't you call and ask?"

"I don't have his phone number."

"Ask! Find someone to ask!"

"Oh, I see..."

Wang Yingsong responded, took out his cell phone and started making a call. He first called Longhu Machinery Factory in Heling, and after chatting with the director Zhao Xinggen for five minutes, he coyly asked Zhao Xinggen to help him find out the contact number of the director of Baiyu Machinery Factory in Heling. Zhao Xinggen claimed that he did not know the factory director, but recommended a friend of his to Wang Yingsong, saying that this friend might know him.

Wang Yingsong wrote down the phone number of Zhao Xinggen's friend, but was not in a hurry to hang up the phone. Instead, he expressed his gratitude to Zhao Xinggen, agreed to go to eat seafood together for a while, and discussed the issue of who would treat the guests. round of consultations.

"Director Wang, does it have to take so long for you to make a phone call?"

Seeing that Wang Yingsong finally ended his chat with Zhao Xinggen, He Jian couldn't help it anymore and asked maliciously.

"Did I take a long time on the phone?" Wang Yingsong asked in surprise.

"You talk too much nonsense!" He Jian scolded.

"Which of my words are nonsense?"

"Why did you tell the other party to eat seafood?"

"He said it first, so I can't stop talking, right? What if I have to call him again in the future?"

"Then if he says he's treating you, you don't have to fight, right?"

"Did I argue?"

"You fought!"

"That's not a fight, that's human nature..."

"You are obviously stalling for time!"

"That's enough!" Li Taiyu slammed the table hard, releasing all 5,000 ml of carbon dioxide. The volume reached 100 decibels. He raised his finger and pointed at the two of them, his fingers trembling: "When did this happen, you guys?" We are still arguing over such things!”

"I didn't fight!" Wang Yingsong felt aggrieved.

"You fought!"

"That's not a fight, that's human nature..."

"..."

Finally, I finally cleaned up the chicken feathers in this place. Wang Yingsong continued to call, and it was still five minutes of "humanity" plus five seconds of business. After asking several people, he finally called Wu Lian, the director of Baiyu Machinery Factory, on his mobile phone. By the way, Wu Lian was sitting in a seafood restaurant in Heling eating at this time, and the person sitting next to him was Zhao Xinggen.

"You mean that machine tool evaluation data of Machine 20? That was bought by our factory's salesman at the bus station."

After listening to Wang Yingsong's questions, Wu Lian burped from wine and answered nonchalantly.

"Ask him which bus station he is at." Lao Si Tong prompted beside Wang Yingsong.

"Uh-huh, Mr. Wu, which bus station is this?"

"Which bus station? Then how do I know, the bus station in Yuyuan? Or the bus station in Chengbei, anyway, they are sold in many places. Mr. Wang, why are you asking about this?"

"Well, our boss thinks this information is very good and wants to buy a few more copies and send them to the employees in the company." Wang Yingsong cleverly made up a lie. Li Taiyu nodded slightly, feeling that although this guy was a little lazy, he still had enough brains and knew how to avoid alerting others.

Wu Lian smiled on the phone and said: "You are a machine tool company yourself, do you still need to read this? Let me tell you, this evaluation of Machine 20 will be published every month. So, I will tell you Tell the salesman, let them see the new version and buy you 20 copies. The one you took last time has expired."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Lian smiled and said to Zhao Xinggen: "Mr. Zhao, you are so wicked. You created an evaluation report for a black man, and even borrowed Wang Yingsong's hand to deliver it to others. Didn't you mean to do this? Are you so popular?"

"It's fun to be angry to death!" Zhao Xinggen clapped his hands and laughed, "That Korean devil, the last time I went to Chang Ning to see him, he made a big move, and I wanted to slap him at that time. Thanks to Mr. Han, I made him Such a thing, now I want to see how angry this guy is."