Spring Breeze Twenty Years

Chapter 1351 You

Director Gao glanced at Tian Yuan: "Have you investigated this company, Fuyingmen?"

Guo Quangui said, "They opened more than a dozen self-service stores in Fengtian, which is quite a large operation, but so what? We know this stuff, right? The space is rented, the goods are stockpiled, how much capital can they possibly have?"

The media often regards 95 as the first year of the domestic supermarket industry, but that's not actually the case.

Back in the 80s, cities like Guangzhou, Shanghai, Beijing, and Fengtian had supermarkets, though they were called self-service stores back then.

Entering the 90s, it was also called a hypermarket, and this industry had already begun to show its potential. However, it wasn't until 95 that it was uniformly called a supermarket, or simply a supermarket.

Before the 90s, the goods in self-service stores were mainly imported and were more expensive than outside. In the 90s, after the opening of hypermarkets, prices began to fall and the variety of goods became more abundant. By 95, supermarkets had become synonymous with low prices and convenience.

By 95, Shanghai Lianhua had already developed into a thriving enterprise, and Carrefour had also entered the domestic market.

The convenience store model, a small, everyday supermarket, has already matured.

Therefore, people are no strangers to the essence of this business model at this time.

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After considering for a moment, Director Gao said, "Can a company that a South Korean would willingly offer to acquire for five million US dollars really be as worthless as you describe? Are the South Koreans some kind of shrewd businessman? Have you ever seen a foreigner willingly offer such a high price?"

Tian Yuan chuckled and looked at Guo Quangui: "Director Xin said that they offered a high price because they wanted to speed up the investment process and make the investment more feasible. Normally, that would be impossible."

Nongshim is currently under construction in Shanghai and will be put into production next year. The contract with Qingdao has been signed and the funds have arrived. Construction will begin in the spring. Fengtian Renjia is going to invest 15 million US dollars to build a production and processing center and open a self-service supermarket.

I think we should support and assist foreign investors like this; it's a good thing for both the country and the local area. It's an investment of over 100 million!

Director Gao took out a cigarette, and Guo Quangui immediately took out a lighter to light it for him. Director Gao nodded and threw the cigarette pack on the table: "The company is based in Fengtian, and the Korean investment is also in Fengtian. We don't need to get involved, do we?"

Guo Quangui said, "You can't say that, Director. This happened here, and we've already been involved. If we don't handle it well, wouldn't it be even more unfair to be blamed for something we didn't do? Don't you think so?"

Director Gao thought for a moment and nodded, "That makes sense."

"We're in a tough spot. The company isn't here, and the investment isn't here either. What should we do?"

Guo Quangui said, "Let's contact the Liaodong Foreign Affairs Office for cooperation. After all, this involves diplomacy, and they'll definitely be willing. If Liaodong puts a little pressure on them, it won't be a big deal."

Right now, they're like frogs in a well. Once they merge with Nongshim and become a multinational corporation, they'll have something to offer them and will thank us later. If all else fails, we can just close the store. What can they do? What waves can they possibly make?

Director Gao pondered for a moment and said, "Do you have the phone number of the person in charge at Fuyingmen? Give it to me."

Guo Quangui returned to his office and retrieved Chen Hui's contact information.

Director Gao glanced at them and said, "Alright, you can go back first. Keep Nongshim calm, and I'll contact them."

Tian Yuan smiled and said, "How could we trouble you, Director, to come personally for such a small matter? We can contact them directly. We've already said everything we needed to say. Guo Ge and I are planning to meet with them again in the next couple of days to explain the policies and their implications."

Director Gao thought for a moment and said, "You guys continue with what you were doing. I'm a little interested in these two brothers, but it's not hard to make a phone call. You guys go ahead and get busy."

Tian Yuan and Guo Quangui exchanged a glance, but they couldn't really do anything about it. They couldn't just stop the director from making that call, could they?

After Guo Tian and the other person left, Director Gao looked at Chen Hui's phone number, thought for a moment, walked back to his desk, and picked up the phone.

"Hey? Do you have time? Help me look up information about Fengtian Fuyingmen Supermarket Management Company, yes, Fengtian, Liaodong."

"Why are you, the director of the foreign affairs department, concerned about companies in Liaodong? Don't you have anything better to do?"

"What's it to you? Hurry up. It's urgent, the sooner the better. It's related to a case I have."

"A meal of mutton stew."

"...I don't believe you'll ever need my help in your life. Fine, you sheep, I'll make you regret it."

After hanging up the phone, Director Gao leaned back in his chair and pondered for a moment before picking up Chen Hui's phone to look at it. He had a feeling that something was amiss; it wasn't as simple as it seemed.

Director Gao tucked the phone into his notebook and picked up the documents on the table to look at them.

Reviewing documents is an important part of foreign affairs work. Foreign relations are constantly in motion, and there is always a power struggle between countries. Staying informed and paying attention to these issues is an essential skill for every foreign affairs worker.

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"You traitor, do you still want me or not? Give me a straight answer."

Xiao Hong, clutching her pillow, nestled in the corner of the kang (heated brick bed), feigning a wronged and sad expression as she looked at Xiao Wei. Zhang Lele, wrapped in her small blanket, was fast asleep, her two soft, white hands occasionally clenching together.

Xiao Wei looked at his daughter's face for a while and asked, "What are you doing now?" He reached out to touch his daughter's little hand.

Xiao Hong came over and pushed him away: "Don't move, it's mine."

Xiao Wei smiled and sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed): "Are you happy now? Actually, I always guessed it would be a girl. I actually kind of wanted a girl too, how heartwarming that would be."

Look at Beibei, she's so adorable.

I just don't know who I'll resemble when I grow up, I'm talking about personality.

Xiao Hong glared at Xiao Wei: "So you're saying I have a bad personality?"

Xiao Wei said, "What are you doing? You're acting like a complete idiot. Other women in their postpartum period should lie still and rest, but you're practically climbing on the roof."

Xiao Hong, her cheeks puffed out, looked at Xiao Wei: "Look at the time! How long have you been back from the hospital? Don't you want to come back?"

Xiao Wei chuckled: "I've got things to do, haven't I? Why aren't I doing my work? I've assigned a manager to your house in England; someone has to oversee it, right?"

Xiao Hong rubbed her pillow and muttered, "Who knows if what you're saying is true or false? Give me back my house! I've never even seen the house, and it's all up to you."

Xiao Wei said, "As long as the property is registered in your name, that's fine. I've already given you the deed, documents, and tax bills. George will be going back to work soon, and then we'll rent out the other three sides except for the one on John Adam Street. We'll settle the income with you every six months."

Xiao Hong started humming and started hitting a pillow with it.

Xiao Wei reached out and pulled Xiao Hong into his arms: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Xiao Hong looked at Xiao Wei and said, "You."

Xiao Wei paused for a moment, then kissed Xiao Hong on the lips: "No, it can't be like this. It has to be at least after the baby is a month old. This is no joke."

(End of this chapter)