A company, an army, a country, the bottom is desperately trying to get up, but the top is trying to retreat safely as soon as possible, and the results speak for themselves.

Pathetic, pitiful, alas, alas!

Mirova is in this suffocating state.

The current chairman and president, the eldest grandson of the founder, Neo Primham, is a well-known playboy in San Francisco and even California, who is passionate about chasing famous brands, stars and extravagant lifestyles, and has always lived in Hollywood, and has no intention of running his family estate in San Francisco.

In the six years since he took office, Mirova has successively closed the car radio production line, the laser disc production line, and the company's factory in Fort Wayne, Indiana, only one speaker production line remains.

Mirohua's tube speakers are loved by music enthusiasts, and they can barely survive, but in the face of the overwhelming price offensive of transistor speakers, they are also gradually declining.

Last year, because of the strong insistence of Brant, the top executive of the business department, a new Odyssey production line was added, and the situation was finally maintained.

However, most of the revenue and profits turned into dividends, which were put into Primham's personal pocket, and then turned into wine and beauty, sports cars and yachts, and intercontinental travel.

Mirohua's remaining R&D funds are pitiful, and in 73, except for the Odyssey project, there are some appropriations, and other projects are basically frozen.

With fewer resources and more intense strooping between various departments within the company, the business units that receive the most funds are naturally under the most pressure and are constrained by all parties.

The life of the engineering R&D department is also difficult, except for the Odyssey team, which can barely survive, the other project team members are scattered in large numbers, and the people who stay temporarily have no intention of developing new projects.

These are all things that Zhang Heng saw from the information provided by the consulting company in the afternoon, and he finally understood the reason why the Odyssey only achieved 350,000 sales in history, which was exactly what he was puzzled about.

Mirohua's internal system was completely paralyzed, and there was no timely and effective communication between customer service, marketing and R&D departments, and the bad feedback from the market could not be dealt with in a timely and effective manner.

The sales avalanche is an inevitable result!

The night is thick and the United States is still full of traffic on the Golden Gate Bridge.

Zhang Heng and Tian Lenong stood on the bridge, facing the Alcatraz Island, which was faintly lit in the bay, and they walked all the way from Vallejo Avenue and talked all the way, and it was already 20 o'clock in the evening.

"Brandt and I are alumni and have rented an apartment in the same place, I can arrange a private meeting for you, he won't refuse me, but I don't recommend you do it, he's a proud man, and he won't give up even if the road ahead is hard. ”

"What about you?"

"I will try my best to develop the new Odyssey, as long as I am still in the company for one day!" Tian Lenong looked back and glanced at Zhang Heng deeply, "You should have some understanding of Mirohua's situation, good luck." ”

"Lennon, you have the opportunity to tell Brandt that if I succeed in buying Mirova in the future, he will have a wider sky, and so will you. ”

Zhang Heng looked at him with a smile, along the way, Tian Lenong only talked about his own work, did not mention the company's situation at all, and could not hear a trace of complaint in his words, such an employee is undoubtedly the most appreciated by the boss.

"Not necessarily, you'd better pray that my development is slow, just think it's a race, let's do our best. Tian Lenong laughed and walked back and forth.

"Why not give you three months, and see who gets to the finish line first. Zhang Heng smiled confidently and chased after him.

......

Bidding farewell to the Lao Tian family who warmly stayed with him, Zhang Heng returned to the hotel, dug out the information again, spread out the part about Neo Primham, and studied it carefully.

His eyes finally fell on a photograph of a tabloid Hollywood report about Priham and his new 18-year-old British girlfriend.

Looking at his watch, he picked up the phone and dialed a number, and after several rings, a man's deep voice came from the opposite side.

Swallowing the "Ollie" that he almost blurted out, he politely asked, "I'm sorry, is Ms. Hussey here?"

The man said very politely: "She's not here, who are you?"

"I'm an advertiser and I have a client who wants to shoot an ad for Ms. Hussey and I'm disturbed. After explaining, Zhang Heng immediately hung up the phone, if it weren't for her sake, he wouldn't want to say a word to this rude old man at all.

He immediately dialed another number that he had written down, and when the other party heard that it was the person who printed the paper in Daheng, his attitude was good, and he immediately gave out all the information he needed.

Shaking his head and hanging up the phone of this almost flattering agent, Zhang Heng fell into deep thought.

Or in the Los Angeles area, why live outside?

Shaking his head not to think about it, seeing that it was not too late, he dialed the number he had just gotten, and soon, Olivia's familiar voice came, looking a little tired.

"Olivia, it's me, are you okay?" Zhang Heng said with concern.

"I'm okay, are you okay?" Olivia still looked indifferent.

"There's an actress who has just been in Hollywood for less than two years, and she's also from England, Leslie Ann Donn, do you know her?"

"Yes, you have something?"

"Are you on good terms?"

"We were on a crew more than a year ago, and you have something to say. ”

"I'd like to meet her new boyfriend, Neo Primham from San Francisco, can you introduce me to that?"

"Wait. Olivia hung up.

"My phone number!" Zhang Heng hurriedly shouted, and immediately dialed back, the other party was already busy.

"Next time, can you please write down my phone number first?" Ten minutes later, Zhang Heng dialed the phone, and complained in the first sentence.

Unexpectedly, she asked directly: "Write it down and you can find you, are you sure you will always be in that place?"

Zhang Heng really couldn't refute it, and smiled embarrassedly.

Olivia seemed to sense his emotion, and her tone softened a little, "Leslie and her new boyfriend are hosting a move-in party at the newly purchased villa in Maui this Saturday, and I can get an invitation." ”

Zhang Heng said happily: "Great, thank you! I asked people to come to you tomorrow to get the invitation." ”

"The name of the invitation is mine. Olivia said lightly, "She doesn't know you!"

Zhang Heng asked, "What should I do then?"

"Party attendees must bring their respective male or female companions......"

Zhang Heng's eyes widened: "Let me be your male companion?"

"I don't want to be the best, I don't want to run so far. ”

"I'm worried about you...... Martin has ideas. ”

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? Hurry up, if I don't go, I can push it off immediately. ”

"I'm a man, I'm not afraid, that's it. ”

"Itinerary-related questions, contact me tomorrow after ten o'clock, I'm going to sleep, otherwise my face will be ugly, goodbye, little man." Olivia's last sentence was a playful teasing.

"Little man, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I take it out!" Zhang Heng hung up the phone and muttered viciously.