Vol 6 Chapter 127: Hard to dismantle

After 10 o'clock, Cannes, ruled by the blue sky, the sea, and the heat wave, showed a completely different side from the daytime. The beaches and nearby restaurant districts of this small town seem to have finally matched its reputation, similar to the prosperity that first-tier cities should have.

On the deck of a luxury yacht, Feng Yiping walked through the crowd with wine glasses, clinking glasses one by one with everyone, accompanied by cheerful laughter, saying "Thank you boss" and "Boss, you are so handsome".

"Everyone has worked hard, and it will be fun tonight,"

"Also, I laid the floor last night, so I can sleep on the yacht tonight,"

"I think they should continue to lay the ground floor on the yacht," a girl said, and half the sky suddenly echoed, "That's it,"

Luxury yachts are rare, but they are not too rare, because this thing is really rare for ordinary people.

But being able to rest on the yacht for one night, and still on a yacht in a well-known, romantic, and indeed very beautiful bay like Cannes, girls do not want to miss this opportunity.

One thing that is more funny is that a girl may be weaker, but three girls are not just as simple as a drama. At this time, they will generally become the masters of the situation.

As for the occasion like this, when there are more than five girls gathered together, they will do their part to become the absolute controllers of the scene.

In fact, the dominant man will have a lower and lower voice. It seems that they will all lose the right to bunk on the yacht.

Liang Yonggao's choice at this time, like many men, was to escape.

"Haha, Mr. Feng," he approached Feng Yiping with a wine glass, "You can do this today, absolutely bright,"

What he said was that Feng Yiping rented this yacht from his own pocket and let them experience it.

"Could it be that the things I did before were not open enough?" Feng Yiping said, "Also, you are too open now, don't you know that your attitude is very important at this time."

"What are you talking about?" He pretended not to understand, and walked towards the railing, "Hehe, Yiping, I want to ask you something."

Feng Yiping really couldn't see at all, this guy, how is he like a northeast man, is this an outstanding example of a husband of twenty-four filial piety?

"Yiping, you said, why can such a small city develop so well?" Pointing to the exceptionally bright Cannes at night, Liang Yonggao unexpectedly asked a rather in-depth question.

Feng Yiping really couldn't answer this for a while.

The first thing he thought of was that if Cannes is located in the south, with a warm climate, beautiful beaches and seas, and a well-known city in China, it would certainly not remain at such a small scale.

Near the coast, high-rise buildings are scrambling to build, that's certain-although many times, the rooms in these high-rise buildings are empty.

You know, in the north of France, dogs can also freeze to death in winter. In the snowy midwinter, the French people in the north also yearn for the beaches and sunshine here.

The house price will definitely be speculated at a sky-high price, and it will certainly not be as flat as it is now. The luxury house that Feng Yiping bought in Mid-Levels is less than 10,000 yuan per flat.

However, just because France has relatively few people, these small cities have developed so well?

This must be very one-sided.

This question can be thought about, it should provide a useful reference for the future development of Wuliao.

He looked at Liang Yonggao, "If you don't study, don't think, and travel thousands of miles, you're just a postman."

"Lao Liang, you can think about such a problem, I am very pleased!"

"Well, after all, we used to live together for a few days under one roof, didn't we," Liang Yonggao said with a smile, "somewhat influenced by you,"

Feng Yiping was a little bit dumbfounded, "Don't you think that at such a time, you pulled me here and said these things for what, don't I still see it?"

"Why, isn't it just to ask you for advice?" Liang Yonggao looked dumbfounded.

Feng Yiping looked at Xiao Cai, who was surrounded by girls over there, and seemed to be talking about those male compatriots stepping back, "I seem to see the scene where your child will call you mom from now on,"

Liang Yonggao moved his lips in grief and indignation, and finally squeezed out a few words, "Old classmates, be kind,"

How do you think I am trained to be so quick-witted?

"Hahaha," Feng Yiping laughed, he put his hand on Liang Yonggao's shoulder, "It's hard to dismantle people, brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong,"

Liang Yonggao shook his shoulder, "Are you comforting? Are you apologizing? Tell you, I'm a gentleman, do you know that when I'm in front of outsiders, I give her face, when at home, hum... "

Feng Yiping immediately answered, "You don't even dare not give her face, haha,"

On the other side, Mayer grabbed Wu Qian who walked out of the crowd, "Wu," she pointed to the group of young men and women who seemed to be arguing, "What happened?"

After listening to Wu Qian's introduction, she couldn't help laughing. So in China, women can still be so strong?

Feng Yiping was smiling and leaving from the side of some messy little friends, seeing Mayer raise his glass and gesture towards this side, and immediately walked over.

Wu Qian saw the boss coming and walked away quietly.

"Wu is very good," Meyer said.

Feng Yiping also knew that there was something about him, it seemed that Wu Qian could not be kept secret, "I think so too,"

Meyer followed and talked about another thing, "Ma Ling is coming soon,"

"Yes, the day after tomorrow," naturally she couldn't hide this matter.

Meyer looked at Feng Yiping with a smile, "You said, like you have been dealing with, will the personality split in the end?"

Feng Yiping immediately understood Liang Yonggao's feelings just now. It's hard to dismantle people, Lao Tie!

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The yacht rented by Feng Yiping was about two to three nautical miles away, and further away, on a two-story yacht, on the deck, a small private banquet was being held at this time.

The secretary who wears very little material but has a very prominent figure, holding a wine glass, hands all up to his head, accompanied by soft music, closed his eyes and dances like no one.

De Viller put down the telescope in his hand, sliding his left hand on the secretary's waist, "So, they are going to reinterpret the standard mode of advertising?"

The object of his questioning was an Oriental man sitting across from him, holding a beautiful blond woman with a fiery figure.

That is Hase Issei.

At this time, Hase looked very relaxed, completely taking off his polite skin during the day, idiotic and wretched.

But he still sees the problem very clearly, "No, no," he shook his head, still holding one hand around the waist of the hot blond beauty beside him, and the other hand under the table, no Know what you are doing.

"You look down on that Mr. Feng too much. He obviously wants to use his advantages in the Internet field to break the advertising market where traditional TV platforms still dominate."

"Humph," Leadwell snorted twice, not knowing whether it was aimed at Feng Yiping or the opposite Canggu, "How can it be broken so well?"

Hase smiled, "Well, I don't know, what I know is, it seems that many people on the scene today are obviously very interested in their promotion."

"What about you guys, what is your attitude toward this?" Leadwell asked.

"Our attitude is not really important." Hase's previously missing hand finally appeared on the table. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. "You know, in Europe, our budget is already small. "

In Europe, Japanese cars do not invest much in advertising, because they are not selling well in Europe.

Of course, Nissan still has a certain market, but that is also because of the French Renault. You must know that Renault is already Nissan's largest shareholder.

But for De Viller's company, the list of the well-known auto industry cannot be missed.

"That said, you were also moved?" he asked.

"Friend," Hase said with some ambiguity after swallowing a grape peeled by the beauty around him, "What I can tell you is, at least in the United States, we will definitely try something on their platform."

At this time, De Villers hates the hesitation most, if it is not happy at all~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What do I care about the United States, I care about European business.

He glanced at the beauty opposite, don't you know how much I spent tonight for you?

Hase noticed De Viller's gaze, "In my opinion, their preparations are indeed adequate and very proactive."

"For me personally, ads that are shorter, more interesting, and more in line with my preferences will interest me,"

"But look at you, at this time, I haven't thought of transformation yet,"

In fact, for a conservative guy like Hase, the words in the afternoon discussion also touched him a lot. For him, Mr. Feng, who has a complicated look and feel, his company’s innovation consciousness and ability to act is really true. It surprised him very much.

Their pragmatism also surprised him.

He really felt that although it was founded by a Chinese, it was an authentic American company inside.

"With this development, the development momentum of Internet advertising will definitely become more and more fierce,"

"It will be easier and easier for them to steal money from the TV advertising market,"

Sure enough, just say what kind of person you are.

The development of online advertising was described by him as stealing money from TV advertising.

"De Villers, so the point is, what should you do, what should you do,"

"By the way, I see, Unilever, it seems to be very happy to communicate with them," he said a message that made De Viller's heart hanging.

You see, I'm not enjoying tonight for nothing, am I?

On the yacht in front of them, Feng Yiping happened to receive a call from Sandberg, "Feng, can you continue to attend a small-scale meeting tomorrow?"

"Who is the other party?"

"Unilever," Sandberg said.