Chapter 228 Another purpose

“If you come and ask me how the wine is, I will say it’s very good.

But your arrangement is not very good."

Fang Xiang took another sip of the wine. Compared to the spiciness of white wine, whiskey was milder.

The flavor is also a little richer.

But it’s still wine after all, I can’t say I like it.

"It seems that you have a lot of complaints about me?"

The middle-aged man held a glass of wine and sat in front of Fang Xiang.

"You haven't asked for advice yet?"

Fang Xiang looked at the man, who was about fifty years old and wearing a Zhongshan suit.

Although she was extremely disgusted with his arrangements for today, she still had to go for the sake of face.

"My last name is Guo, Mr. Fang, you can call me Guo Chenxi."

Director Guo introduced himself and extended his hand.

"Director Guo, was it you who deliberately arranged such a grand ceremony today?"

Fang Xiang ignored the extended hand, took another sip of wine, and put the glass on the table.

“It seems that you really have a big opinion about me.

To be honest, this kind of pomp and circumstance was not my intention.

It was the Ministry of Foreign Affairs’ intention.”

Director Guo had a smile on his face and didn't seem to care about Fang Xiang's rudeness.

He put down his wine glass, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and gestured.

"What does the Ministry of Foreign Affairs mean?"

Fang Xiang saw the cigarette in Director Guo’s hand, a Sanwu brand.

He couldn't get used to the taste of this kind of marine tobacco in his previous life, and now he has decided not to smoke.

Naturally, I had no intention of accepting it.

“Greeks have always been arrogant.

Mr. Fang should have heard what Mr. Lu said.

If you want to put a window in the wall...”

Director Guo was interrupted by Fang Xiang before he could finish his words.

“So, they deliberately asked me to negotiate some conditions that they obviously couldn’t accept.

Then show your willingness to give in and offer a condition that was originally planned.

So they can accept it?"

Fang Xiang naturally knew that sentence, and immediately thought of what Director Guo was going to say.

"As expected of you, Mr. Fang, you guessed it as soon as I opened my mouth.

That's what I mean. "

Director Guo took out another Zippo from his pocket and lit a cigarette with a ding sound.

"If you have anything else to say, tell me together."

At this point, Fang Xiang no longer wanted to see Director Guo again.

There is the presidential suite, whiskey, Sanwu and Zippo.

I'm afraid Director Guo has been corrupted, right?

I already had the idea of reporting him when I got back.

“That’s probably it…”

As Director Guo finished speaking, Fang Xiang frowned again.

“I’m just an engineer, doing scientific research.

You really want me to talk to them about Gang Gang's return home?

What kind of joke is this?!"

After listening to Director Guo's words, Fang Xiang couldn't help but have unreliable thoughts about the planner of this plan.

"It's because we couldn't come to an agreement that we turned to discussing cooperation."

Director Guo blew out a smoke ring, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip.

“That doesn’t sound right.

Have you verified this plan? How feasible is it?

The foreigners are not fools, so how can they not find out who I am?"

Fang Xiang took a deep breath. This plan was simple, very simple.

It was the way of opening the mouth as high as a lion at the beginning, using this way of entering to attract the attention of all Hong Kong people.

If he attracts the attention of senior management, they will definitely invite Fang Xiang to some private party or something.

Then Fang wanted to reveal some of his thoughts about wanting Ganggang to go home.

It was still the 60s, the Anglo-Argentine war had not yet broken out, and John Bull was still immersed in the fantasy of a world on which the sun never sets.

He did not realize that he had fallen to the second tier.

China did not adopt the domineering attitude of beating the South in the South and kicking the Soviet Union in the North.

So, isn’t it nonsense to talk about going home now?

It's nothing more than acting, but what about Fang Xiang?

“It has to be mentioned anyway, it doesn’t matter who says it first.

The important thing is to let John Bull know that we have this idea.

The higher-ups are also aware of this matter, and now is not the right time.

Even if you bring it up, people may not care.

But the groundwork that needs to be laid still needs to be laid.

Now, I'm just taking advantage of this opportunity.

No one expects you to be able to talk about Ziwu Yinchou."

After Director Guo finished speaking, he threw the empty cigarette into the ashtray.

"Talking about these things can lead to an opportunity for cooperation in selling cars?"

Fang Xiang pondered for a moment and felt that what Director Guo said was not completely unreasonable.

But how much does this have to do with selling cars?

This time, he himself didn't have much confidence in selling the car.

It's nothing more than coming to take a look at the market and get a feel for the situation.

Just show off the vehicles they produce and see if they can attract some potential buyers.

“According to the information sent from above, your batch of vehicles is still very competitive internationally.

I saw it when I was standing here just now. Apart from other things, I have never seen such a beautiful car in Hong Kong Island just by its appearance.

So, you don’t need to underestimate yourself.”

Director Guo still had that harmless smile on his face.

Following Director Guo's words, Fang Xiang took a look at the overly large glass window.

Indeed, from such a high floor, you can see quite far.

He stood up, walked to the window and looked outside.

However, the scene before him was quite similar to the South Korea he visited later.

Except for a few high-rise buildings, the rest of the place looks like an urban-rural fringe area.

There's really nothing to see.

"How does this scene compare to the one back home?"

Director Guo's voice sounded again.

“It overturned my previous understanding of Hong Kong Island.”

Fang Xiang was speaking the truth. His previous impression of Hong Kong Island was that it was a city with tall buildings everywhere and was one of the most advanced cities in the world.

But now it seems...

"This is just Hong Kong Island. The world outside is much more exciting."

At this time, Director Guo's words sounded quite meaningful to Fang Xiang.

It seems to be conveying some message in a subtle way.

"Oh? How exciting is it?"

Fang Xiang looked out the window, his mind already racing.

Could it be that Director Guo has been bribed by foreign forces?

Is this to drag him down? Or is there some other purpose?

“It’s hard to describe it in words. Only when you experience it yourself can you know how wonderful freedom is.”

Sure enough, Director Guo’s words set off alarm bells in Fang Xiang’s mind.

There is definitely something wrong with this guy.

Since there is something wrong with this guy, the solution just mentioned will definitely not work.