Chapter 21: A Sudden Inspiration
"About?"
"Hmmm......"
The two asked and answered, and the questioner didn't know what 'the appointment meant', but the answerer was red-faced.
Xue Jun pursed his lips and said: "Brother Fanzi, don't get me wrong, Xiaoxi is my good sister, she has to let me go with her, but I don't like the senior who invited him." So I want you to pretend to cheat on Xiaoxi so that I don't have to go. β
"I see." Zhang Fan said with a smile: "You look very honest, and your heart is very lively." Don't pretend, I'll treat you to a snack later. β
"Really?" Xuejun nodded happily: "Then let's go talk to Xiaoxi!" You don't know how disgusting that senior is, he is swaggering with his mouth open and closed, and he has dyed yellow hair and pierced ears, which is the kind of disgusting Korean style......"
"Don't you students like it?" Zhang Fan followed her and said: "I see that Korean dramas are very popular on TV now. β
"I just don't like it." Zhao Xuejun turned around and came to Zhang Fan: "I like that kind of ancient monarch student, who has a demeanor and can be a good person, how can I fall in love all day long like in Korean dramas, and I don't need to work to fall in love?" β
"Hehe......" Zhang Fan was amused by her cute tone: "You are really different." Do you know what it means to be in love? β
"Isn't it just the noisy and noisy, crying and crying on TV, and the last sentence of 'Oba' will be married."
Saying that, Xue Jun walked around to Zhang Fan's side again: "By the way, did Brother Fan Zi fall in love when he was in school?" Do you have a favorite girl? β
"Nope." Zhang Fan smiled: "We have a strict patriarchal mentality, very few girls go to middle school, and many of the students in a high school class are boys...... Then I came to work after graduating from high school. β
"Then I'm better than you." Zhao Xuejun raised his head and smiled: "When I was in high school, several boys in my class wrote love letters to me, but they were all funny!" I lied to them and said, 'I'll go home and tell my parents, they want to see you,' and then I was too scared to talk to me. Hahaha......"
"Hehehe..."Zhang Fan chuckled.
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Walking across the basketball court, the two met Qian Xiaoxi and her dormitory girl waiting on the side of the road, and three imported sports cars of different styles were parked next to them.
"Is that him?" Zhang Fan saw Hong Junyang, who he saw at the exhibition in the afternoon, next to a Bugatti, and the other party looked at him and turned his eyes on Zhao Xuejun.
"Ah, I'll be waiting for you." Xiaoxi stepped forward and grabbed Xuejun and said, "Do you want to change your clothes?" β
"No need Xiaoxi, I'm not going." Xue Jun said with a half-red face: "I have already made an appointment with Brother Fan to go to eat together, and he will pick me up now......"
"Hello Xiaoxi." Zhang Fan nodded with a smile.
Xiao Xi smiled knowingly, patted Xue Jun's shoulder and said, "You guys are very fast, then we'll go." When you come back, remember to talk about the 'battle report'. β
"Xiaoxi, is this your friend?" Hong Junyang stepped forward and said, "My name is Hong Junyang, and my English name is Jason." β
"Hmm." Xuejun nodded and didn't take his hand, Xiaoxi introduced: "Brother Jason, she is my good sister Zhao Xuejun, who used to be a famous 'Sai Zhaojun' in our high school!" β
"Don't talk nonsense." Xue Jun pursed his lips and looked at Zhang Fan: "Brother Fanzi, let's go first." β
"Good. Lost Mr. Hong. Zhang Fan nodded and followed Xue Jun to the girls' dormitory.
"Brother Jun, have you taken a fancy to that chick?" Seeing that Hong Junyang had been staring ahead, a companion stepped forward and laughed.
The parents of these rich second generations are all business partners, they used to be a boat, and now they are called members of the Chamber of Commerce.
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Pengcheng West Gate Snack Street.
This old street can be traced back to the Ming Dynasty at the earliest, and it is still thriving after 300 years of wind and rain.
From hot and sour noodles, teppanyaki, spicy barbecue, to meat buns, noodles, pancakes and fruits, etc., it can make people dazzled.
Rice noodle stand.
"Boss, ask for two large bowls. Brother Fanzi, can you eat spicy? The rice noodles here are super delicious! β
"I grew up eating chili peppers." Zhang Fan half-jokingly.
Since coming to this street, he has found that Xuejun is really an out-and-out foodie, and he is excited when he sees the food.
"Don't be hard-mouthed, your face is red, and you say that you grew up eating spicy food."
Xue Jun nibbled on the meat bun and turned his head to look around, saw Zhang Fan staring at him quietly, slowly put down the food in his hand and said, "Am I too edible?" β
"Hmm." Zhang Fan nodded and said, "It's a little worse than my sister, but you also have a fight." β
"You have a sister?" Zhao Xuejun immediately became interested: "How old is your sister?" Where is it now? β
"Studying at Yenching Normal University, one year older than you......"
"Teacher's ......"
"Mr. Zhang! What a coincidence. β
When the two were talking, an unfamiliar voice suddenly interjected, and it was Zhou Yang, a reporter from South China News.
"Brother Yang." Zhang Fan turned his head in surprise, Zhou Yang took the initiative to shake hands with him and said, "When will Mr. come back?" This trip is still smooth, right? This is my girlfriend Dong Xin. β
"Brother Yang just calls me a mortal. This is my friend Zhao Xuejun. After introducing each other, the four of them sat down at a small table.
Zhou Yang's girlfriend also graduated from Peng University and is currently working in Zhou Yang's father's company.
Looking at the second daughter who was talking hotly, Zhou Yang whispered to Zhang Fan: "Have you been to the Tianshan Forum recently?" Your post has been replied to more than 10,000 times, the number of hits has soared to more than 3 million, and many Internet portals are talking about your article. β
"There are two fools who want to mess with you, saying that you are disturbing the domestic economic environment, and alarmist ......"
"Really?" Zhang Fan laughed after hearing this, he was busy with his own business recently, but he forgot about Tianshan's post.
"Brother went 'there' this time, did you see the big boss?" Zhou Yang asked the most critical place.
"When I saw it, it felt very kind." Zhang Fan picked up the rice noodles and said, "That gentleman also praised your brother for your very well-written review article......
"Really?!" Zhou Yang forcibly suppressed his excitement and asked, "What do you mean...... Already read my article? β
"Hmm." Zhang Fan said with a smile: "Actually, Mr. only learned about me through your article, and it would be difficult for me to be invited to that place if I didn't have Brother Yang." β
"No wonder, no wonder...... I said how those two people found me all at once. Zhou Yang was excited with pride, and a sense of accomplishment arose.
After eating the rice noodles, the four of them walked from the east to the west, and then went back to the gate of Peng University, and passed in the blink of an eye for two hours.
"Brother Fanzi, you should go back early." Xuejun stands outside the school gate.
"Hmm." Zhang Fanmu sent her back to school, and Zhou Yang smiled: "Fanzi's vision is also first-class. Where do you live? I'll send you back. β
"No need, Brother Yang." Zhang Fan stopped a taxi and said, "You and your sister-in-law go back early, and we will sit together when we have time." β
"That's fine." Zhou Yang didn't let him much, and after Zhang Fan left, his girlfriend Dong Xin on the side asked, "Zhou Yang, is this the boss's son again?" Pretty good. β
"Do you think the people I know are all rich second generations?" Zhou Yang said with a smile: "You haven't seen his good place, if it is really announced, the whole country may be in an uproar!" β
"The group of fools on the Internet still planned to borrow him for not hype, and their faces hurt when I saw it. Hehehe......"
"What are you laughing at? What 'does the face hurt or not'?"
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At 10 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Fan returned to Wangjiang Hotel, talked with Wang Zhi for a few words, and then returned to the room to continue planning his 'career'.
Pouring a glass of boiled water, Zhang Fan searched for the 'Pengcheng Huasheng Business Forum' mentioned by Boss Gao.
The forum is a communication place for business owners and customers, and can be regarded as a 'semi-e-commerce communication platform'. The website was built in 04, with more than 50,000 registered people, and six major sections such as [exchange] [transaction] and [market information] were opened.
γMarket Conditionsγ
The first thing that catches your eye is the top news, "Preview Table of Recent Bankrupt Companies", "Sinar Mas LED Major Shareholders Don't Know Where to Go", "30,000 800 bankruptcies in the city, 90,000 people are unemployed, and the wave of bankruptcy has just begun?" ", "Bai Jing, Gangyang Lead, Ten New Bankrupt Enterprises" and so on.
Click on the "Preview Table of Recently Failed Companies", from January to the end of August this year, the name of the bankrupt company and the time of bankruptcy are densely arranged on one page, and individual medium-sized enterprises are marked in red.
Summary of business types: electronic semiconductors, LED industry, copycat manufacturers, mobile phone case manufacturers, battery manufacturers, occasionally one or two shadows of the real estate industry, but most of them are electronics or peripheral industries.
The scale ranges from a minimum of one million to more than 100 million, and some have even entered the top 100 ranks of Pengcheng.
The comments below the post are all sighs, and some 'on the list' bosses came out to talk about their 'experiences'.
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After a cursory look, Zhang Fan leaned on the chair and fell into thought.
His current advantage is that he is a 'time machine', and he can gain a long-term vision from the future broadcast that surpasses others by five years, but his disadvantage is also very obvious: that is, he does not know anything about the industry.
At the beginning, the mobile phone manufacturing he knew was a copycat industry built on the 'MediaTek one-stop solution', and after he learned from Boss Gao, it was really necessary to produce and manufacture brand mobile phones, at least six department streams:
ID industrial design, MD structure design, HW hardware design, SW software design, PM project management, QA quality supervision, and resource management department.
These six departments are the guarantee of a brand of mobile phones, in addition to which there must be equipped production lines. This is where the most money is spent.
Zhang Fan felt that he should change to a new mode of thinking and maximize his vision and the 500 million funds in his hand.
"In fact, the 'Xiaomi model' mentioned in the future broadcast can be used for reference, but this model is a bit like a leather bag company, only the design department, and the production is all handed over to the OEM company, although it can save a lot of money to do network marketing, but it feels like it is not a real mobile phone manufacturing company. This is also the reason why Xiaomi compares itself to an Internet company......"
While thinking, Zhang Fan clicked on the [Trading Section] in the forum, and one of the posts attracted his attention, "Sell a complete set of mobile phone manufacturing lines, which can be taken over." γ
Zhang Fan clapped his hands and said: "A 'medium-sized' enterprise like Boss Lin has a certain anti-risk advantage, and is not in a hurry to sell the company at a low price, I can buy those 'second-hand small production lines' that are eager to sell!" β
"A production line containing **T placement machine should have no problem with a monthly output of 200,000 units, and if you collect enough 50 pieces, you can form a large enterprise with a monthly output of 10 million and an annual output of more than 100 million?!"
"Not bad! A spark can start a prairie fire, and at this time, large enterprises will tighten up and basically not expand the production line, and I can take the opportunity to collect the loose sand, just like playing Go. That's it! β
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