Reinventing the Millennium.

Chapter 535 Additional Strike
When the Forbes rich list appeared in the early years, it was once called the prisoner list.

This is not without reason.

But it is indeed an honor. Some people want to go to it, but are afraid of it.

Rich and noble do not return home, such as brocade clothing at night.

You don't know how rich I am, so what's the use of my money?

On December 12, after a night, Fang Zhuo sat in the office and ate melons online, watching Sina news with relish, while pondering with emotion in his heart, he alone had contact with two rich men who went in.

There is nothing new under the sun, and rhubarb won't be the last.

Fang Zhuo drank tea leisurely, subconsciously analyzing how to deal with this matter.

Before he could think about it, his phone vibrated.

Fang Zhuo has two mobile phones, this one has a relatively small number, and the caller is also Li Dongsheng, the head of TCL with a reputation.

He pulled himself together and answered the phone.

"Mr. Fang, haha, I just returned to China. I heard that the technology exhibition in Shencheng went well this time?" Li Dongsheng said with a smile.

"Yes, it went well. I think Epson and Texas Instruments are indeed fiercely competing for the dominance of the technical route, and there is real fire on both sides." Fang Zhuo also said with a smile.

"Well, it's a good thing for us to have competition from foreign giants. This time I wanted to represent TCL in Shanghai in person, and it was also for Deyi to stand on the platform. But there is a business abroad that must be discussed, so we can only let our deputy Always go to Shanghai." Li Dongsheng explained seriously and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, it is indeed something abroad."

Fang Zhuo was a little surprised that the other party was too polite, and said with a smile: "Mr. Li, what are you talking about? I am very grateful for your help. Why do you come to this kind of exhibition in person? We just support the scene."

Li Dongsheng on the other end of the phone couldn't grasp whether this person was speaking ironically. He politely apologized repeatedly, and finally said: "I'm done with work at the end of the month. When I go to Shanghai, I will definitely treat Mr. Fang to dinner."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Li, I'm good at eating, drinking, and making friends." Fang Zhuo responded with a smile.

call ended.

Just as Fang Zhuo was about to put down his phone, his expression suddenly froze.

Everyone knows that this technology exhibition is just a passing scene, and no one will really make an expensive rear-projection TV. Therefore, it doesn't matter whether the head of the show comes or not. Why is Li Dongsheng so apologetic?
Could someone be worried about this trivial matter?
When not to call, why did I make a special call to apologize yesterday after Da Huang's accident, this...

buzzing.

The phone vibrates again.

This time it was replaced by the old bear.

Fang Zhuo felt a little unhappy because of the last phone call, adjusted his mood, and answered the channel: "Hey, old bear, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing serious, I just want to know the inside story out of curiosity." Xiong Xiaoge's tone was brisk, and he added, "Is it convenient for Fang to ask?"

Fang Zhuo said angrily, "You also think I did it?"

"Really? Ah no, I want to ask about the inside story of e-buy's development plan." Xiong Xiaoge said.

Fang Zhuo took a deep breath and said patiently: "Old Xiong, I know you want to ask Mr. Huang something, but it has nothing to do with me. No matter how clever I am, I'm not the emperor. I just let people in here at will?"

Xiong Xiaoge said innocently: "That's right, you are not the emperor, you have all eyes and hands, so I want to ask the inside story."

Fang Zhuo had enough patience with this reputation: "Old Xiong, I'm not kidding, it's really not me."

"Forget it, come to Shanghai to chat when you have time." Xiong Xiaoge took the initiative to end the call.

Fang Zhuo held the phone in a daze.

He suddenly found that things seemed to be different from what he had imagined, and he entered a state of reflection.

Yes, for the sake of development in the past few years, some of my methods may have been extreme, which caused my friends to misunderstand me a lot.

But in fact, it is not as extreme as the conspiracy theory. Things like Rhubarb are not his own style. It is purely that he repeats the mistakes of some people on the prisoner list.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door of the president's office.

Vice President Su Wei walked in.

She sat down and said with a smile, "Boss Fang, that Huang..."

"It's not me." Fang Zhuo answered quickly, and then emphasized, "It's really not me, other people don't believe it, Xiao Su, don't you believe me?"

"I believe in you." Su Wei replied firmly.

Fang Zhuo's heart warmed up, Xiao Su, Su Su, and Wei Wei are so kind and have a tacit understanding.

"Mr. Fang, I believe you didn't do it." Su Wei added seriously, "Even if it was really you, it must be because the other party has done something too much."

Fang Zhuo sat behind the desk, and smiled abruptly. Su Wei, she can definitely bear the banner of fighting against Ali, because she has a "tacit understanding" with herself.

"Well, let's do it like this." Fang Zhuo shook his head, clearing himself.

"The leaders of the district will come to visit, Mr. Fang, you are here today, you still have to show up." Su Wei mentioned a serious matter.

Fang Zhuo nodded heavily, and agreed without saying a word.

Su Wei felt that the boss was still thinking about the follow-up measures for Skyworth, so she got up and prepared to leave the president's office.

"Wait, President Su, what do you think of this in the company?" Fang Zhuo called to the vice president.

Su Wei observed the boss's expectant eyes, and said with a smile, "It's spread in the company."

Fang Zhuo waved his hands and nodded silently.

Soon there was only one person left in the president's office.

The more Fang Zhuoyue thought about it, the more wrong it became, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was taking the blame for others for no reason. Moreover, this didn't seem to be the small area he imagined. It had already spread in the company, so what about outside?
He took a breath, picked up the pen, and began to write vigorously, intending to write an open letter.

——All colleagues of Yike, brothers and sisters, I am Fang Zhuo, you have...

Fang Zhuo wrote a few sentences, put down the pen, tore off the page and crumpled it up, what the hell!
I did it, what happened?

Flies do not bite seamless eggs.

Who made you a badass.

It's over, it's useless to talk about it.

It is more interesting to let Changhong take more market share as soon as possible.

Fang Zhuo's thoughts turned quickly, and his thoughts reconnected to the original angle, changing himself, how to deal with this matter?

It must be to stabilize the morale of the company, to appease partners, and to express respect for administrative results.

I didn't know Skyworth had such a thing before, but now that I know it, the public relations of its crisis can be reversed. After all, this is an unexpected event that will cause a listed company to temporarily suspend its trading.

So, from a competitive point of view, how can we effectively attack competitors?

It will be difficult to compete for market share for a while, but effective poaching at this moment will deal a deeper blow and have a longer-term impact.

Isn't there still room for Luzhou Meiling acquired by Changhong?

Isn't the e-buy B2C that you want to do lacks a strong player?
Right now is a good opportunity.

Fang Zhuo dialed Ni Runfeng's phone number: "Old Ni, let the headhunters get in touch with Skyworth's middle and high-level executives, and dig out those who can do things. Changhong Meiling in Luzhou needs elite soldiers."

Ni Runfeng hesitated and said, "At this time...isn't it good?"

"Market competition doesn't believe in tears." Fang Zhuo quoted Changhong's statement during the CPT competition.

"Mr. Fang, you, you really..." Ni Runfeng sighed, "You really deserve to be rich."

"I was forced." Fang Zhuo said in a deep voice.

Ni Runfeng was puzzled: "Forced? By whom?"

By you, by public opinion.

Two words came to Fang Zhuo's mind, but he suddenly became philosophical, and said leisurely: "By this world."

(End of this chapter)