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"I'm very sorry, Mr. Chen. Capital Online and refused to sell the mail business, I failed! ”

Wang Xiaochuan was in front of Chen Bo's desk, dejected. Before going to the 263 website, he still had some confidence, but after the other party knew his intention, he didn't even give him a chance to explain, and directly rejected him.

263 enterprise mailbox is the most important business of Capital Online, if there is no email product, the whole company will be left with an empty website, then there is no competitiveness at all.

"Failure is not necessarily a bad thing, but it is necessary to summarize what went wrong. I think you seem to be from Rongcheng, right? ”

"Yes, a native of Xichuan."

"Then you are ready to prepare and negotiate the issue of Foxmail with Boda Network, and this time I will send two people to assist you. One is Zhao Chuan, the manager of the investment department, and Chen Yidan, the group administrator, you meet in Rongcheng. This time, we must only succeed, not fail! The bottom line is 10 million RMB. ”

Chen Bo didn't mean to reproach him, let alone let him stop, but then flew to Rongcheng, the capital of Xichuan.

The failure of the acquisition of 263 mailbox had long been expected by him, and the interest was not too big, even if it was used for Wang Xiaochuan to practice, so he let him contact the other party by himself to test the water.

But Foxmail he had to pay attention to, so he sent three people together, also by Wang Xiaochuan to preside over the acquisition plan, the other two are not good at technology, but market assessment and legal risk avoidance are more professional.

And it's going to be the Qingming Festival soon, and you can go home to worship an ancestor by the way, which is more convenient for public and private.

"Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can we win all battles and plan our negotiation strategy. It's not difficult to let the other party go, as long as you throw money at it, you can do it, 263 is no exception, but it also depends on his role in our development, I'm waiting for you in Pengcheng to bring good news. ”

Wang Xiaochuan's heart was flooded again, failure is not terrible, he will never allow failure to fail for the second time, Chen Bo sent two people to help him, if he can't take it down, he will have no face to see people, and secretly made up his mind in his heart that he must complete the task beautifully.

It is impossible for Chen Bo to personally negotiate every acquisition or cooperation, it is true that his success rate is higher, that is because he has a large authority and his thinking pattern is there.

In the future, there will be a lot of business to cooperate, merge, and reorganize, all of which need to be operated by manpower.

"The Qingming Festival is coming, take a few days off and you go to do a filial piety, I will go back to my hometown first and then go back to Pengcheng directly from there."

I have also stayed in Yanjing for more than a month, and the branch of Pangu Search here has been almost established, the office space is available, and the personnel are also complete.

So the time to return to Pengcheng also began to be put on the agenda, Guan Xin was too busy to leave, so he still had to take Gao Yuanyuan back, but after all, it was the day to worship the ancestors and sweep the tomb, and he couldn't deprive others of this right, so he planned to give her a few days off.

"You're going back to your hometown, isn't it fun there?"

"It's all mountainous, and there's nothing fun about it."

"I was born and raised in Yanjing, but my hometown is in Youzhou, and I don't need a girl to go back to Qingming Festival, just let my brother go, I'll follow you to play?"

"Then you go buy two train tickets."

Chen Bo saw that she insisted on going with her, so he let her go, anyway, it was only a day or two, and it would not be delayed for too long.

From Yanjing to Linzi, the distance is about 400 kilometers. But for the green train, which has not yet increased its speed, it will take more than six hours to drive.

Driving at high speed is faster than taking the train, but the car has passed, it is impossible to throw it at home, if you drive to Pengcheng, it will be more difficult, just crossing the road and bridge tolls are enough to bear, that is not idle.

This time I traveled lightly, the temperature was getting warmer before and after the Qingming Festival, and if I returned to Pengcheng, I could wear short sleeves directly, and those thick clothes were left directly in Yanjing.

Filial piety is very important in the traditional Chinese culture, even though it is not the day of the Spring Festival, but Yanjing West Railway Station is overcrowded, and people from other places in a hurry can be seen everywhere rushing back to their hometowns to sweep the tombs and worship their ancestors.

Chen Bo and Gao Yuanyuan squeezed into the green train from Yanjing to Qindao.

Because it is to go south from the Beijing-Shanghai Railway to Quancheng, the provincial capital, and then go east to walk the Jiaoji Line, it is basically all familiar hometown accents, and the Jiaodong accent is slightly different from the inland areas, with an obvious seafood flavor, Chen Bo can tell it clearly, Gao Yuanyuan sounds basically the same taste.

"Hey, I'm sorry, master. Borrow a light, my ticket is this seat. "The person who came was a young man with an authentic piano island accent.

finally squeezed through the crowd, and then threw the big and small bags on his body onto the luggage rack, and then sat down next to the aisle with his butt half-pulled. He still has a huge case in his arms, which looks like a guitar, and the cello is not so small.

"Hey, master, where are you going?" The young man sat down and greeted him warmly.

"Linzi. You are from Qindao, you are called a teacher in us, not a master. Chen Bo responded with a smile in dialect.

This aroused Gao Yuanyuan's interest, "Is there any difference between a master and a teacher?" ”

"This little girl, at first glance, is foreign silver. Let me tell you, we are the hometown of Confucius and Mencius, and we pay attention to three people as teachers, and we are not ashamed to ask. When you see strangers, you have to call the teacher, but I Qin Island Yindu is called the master, in fact, it is the same, they are all honorific titles. It's the same as calling the boss in the south and Yanjing calling buddies. ”

The young man's explanation is completely correct, Qilu culture is deeply influenced by Confucianism, and it is also reflected in all aspects of life.

Da Yan, Xiao Yan is the meaning of big girl, little girl, and there are also places called Xiao Ni, little girl. When the people of Kotoshima say "human", they pronounce the sound of "silver".

"We're all fellow countrymen, let's get to know each other, my name is Wang Bo."

"My name is Chen Bo."

Wang Bo has long hair, but he can't hide his small eyes, the bridge of his nose is not high, his mouth shape is even more ugly, and he has a mouthful of yellow teeth when he opens his mouth, he must have smoked too much. With the public's aesthetics, he is at most an ordinary person, not to mention ugly, he is a little sorry for this face.

But it is precisely with this ugly face that he got 5 billion actors, although Chen Bo has guessed who he is, but he didn't show much surprise, now is the time when he is down, and he doesn't seem to have made up his mind to develop on the big screen, so let's go with the flow.

"It's a coincidence, we both have a Bo in our names, it's really fate, brother is going home to worship his ancestors?"

"Well, yes. What about you? ”

The two of them chatted for a while.

"Me? I can't go on with Yanjing, don't you want to go back to Qindao to see, a friend wants to shoot a TV series over there, let me play a role, the kind with lines. ”

A hint of loneliness flashed in Wang Bo's eyes, but it was fleeting, and he was replaced by a harmless smile from humans and animals, which shows that his personality is quite optimistic.

"Brother Wang Bo, what kind of TV series did you film?" Gao Yuanyuan, who had been watching the scenery from the window just now, said.

"It seems to be called "Black Hole", I can't remember if it's called this name!"

"Then it should be quite fun to make a TV series, right?" Gao Yuanyuan was playful and pretended to know nothing.

"I've never made a TV series, but I did make a TV movie last year, maybe I've seen it!" Wang Bo's expression was full of pride, "It's the one that was broadcast on the movie channel "Get in the car, let's go!" I'm still the protagonist, and the other one is my high school classmate! ”

Saying this, Gao Yuanyuan had some impressions.

"I've seen that, it seems to be a story about a minibus driver. The acting is very good, so why don't you continue to stay in Yanjing as an actor? ”

"Ahem, we're so ugly, and we're not as beautiful as you. No one collects it! Wang Bo was somewhat helpless.

The entertainment industry is originally based on faces, and it is difficult to play a supporting role even if he is not good-looking, unless he is a special actor, or plays some small characters, and he is not from a professional background.

Born in a professional class, he can also accept the recommendation of his mentor to the crew, and many crews often go to the film school for casting, and there are more opportunities than going wild.

"You're holding this as a guitar, aren't you? Can you still sing? ”

Chen Bo hurriedly changed the topic, how much it hurt his self-esteem if he continued to talk, and if he recognized Gao Yuanyuan again, he would be even more sad.

"That's, didn't I blow it to you, which bar in Yanjing I haven't sang? I also wrote a song for Kwok Tin Wang on Hong Kong Island! ”

"Does he know then?" Chen Bo couldn't help but hack him.

"Well, I don't know."

"Then Brother Wang Bo, you sing one, you see how boring you are on the train!"

Gao Yuanyuan didn't say that she listened to it herself, but instead pulled in the surrounding passengers, and as soon as those people heard that there was an entertainment program, they naturally followed suit.

Wang Bo didn't refuse, anyway, the car was idle, took out the guitar, adjusted his posture and said, "Lonely Kingdom, please enjoy"

"In this corner of the world,

There is a kingdom called Lonely

There are frozen souls in it

There are also fireworks that burn

……”

Not to mention, this is really like Guo Tianwang's singing and dancing style.

"It's good, it's really good, you're so talented!" After Wang Bo finished singing, Gao Yuanyuan took the lead in applauding him.

Chen Bo feels that compared to acting, singing is at least three points weaker, thanks to him not continuing to develop on this path, otherwise it will be difficult to get ahead, Houhai and Sanlitun sing much better than him, and they don't have a chance.

"Chen Bo, don't you also play the guitar and sing one?" After Gao Yuanyuan heard Wang Bo's words, she started his idea again, and she didn't even call the boss, she was really getting more and more bold, and eighty percent of them were infected by Guan Xin.

"That's it, sing one, let's play together!" Wang Bo also said.

Chen Bo was driven to the shelves again at this time, and when he saw Gao Yuanyuan completing a crescent moon, he knew that she did it on purpose.

What is it good to sing, Chen Bo had to search his intestines again, holding the guitar and pondering for a while, and saw the crowd around here, including migrant workers, students, and white-collar workers who worked, as well as Wang Bo who drifted north.

I had the answer in my heart, "To all of you who are working hard outside!" ”

"I remember the spring many years ago

I hadn't cut my long hair yet

No credit card without her

No 24-hour hot water at home

But I was so happy at the beginning

Although there is only a broken acoustic guitar

……

"Nice, this guy sings well!" Some fellows praised in a low voice.

Chen Bo's voice is relatively rich, with a sense of vicissitudes.

"That's a good word, awesome! This is rock 'n' roll. ”

"Sounds so sad."

Chen Bo was completely immersed in the singing, and he didn't hear what they were talking about at all.

…………

Maybe one day I'll be left alone

Please leave me in that time

If one day I quietly leave

Please bury me in this spring

………

After singing the song, some people have already burst into tears, who knows how far the distance between reality and dreams is?

In the hearts of many people, dreams have been deeply buried in the spring by reality, and do not take away a cloud!