Vol 3 Chapter 225: think too much?

"Tomorrow, you will go to work in a factory in the mainland, on the front line, until the school starts," Li Haoze said to his son with a cold face in the business class, looking at his drowsy counterparts, "After graduation in the second half of next year, the same is true. , At least one year in the front line,"

Li Haoze doesn’t look at the color on his son’s face that is more bitter than Huanglian. "In this year, you are the most common grassroots employee. There is no special treatment. The food and lodging are the same as ordinary employees. Well, I still give you a benefit. In an employee apartment with eight people, your one has only four people."

"I will specially urge Lao Wang that you have done a good job without rewards, if you make a mistake, you will be severely punished."

"This year, you are allowed to go home three times, Mid-Autumn Festival, Spring Festival, and your mother's birthday,"

Li Haoze said what he was thinking in his heart one by one, “Our conversation today is a conversation between men. I don’t want you to reveal half a word to your mother when you go home, and I don’t want you during that year. Accept the help of any relatives and friends, can you do it?"

When Li Jialun saw his dad even asking this, he always looked out the dark window and didn't dare to say anything, "I must follow your wishes,"

Li Haoze could hear the reluctance in his son's words, but, take your time, hoping to correct him before he retire.

Since the richest man Li sent his two sons to Stanford to study, many celebrities in Hong Kong have also sent their juniors to Stanford to study, but Li Haoze now finds that what his son lacks may not be the education of a prestigious school, but Understanding of the worldly human relationships.

Everything came too easy, making him a little bit forgetful. He has reached the point where he ignores many rules and treats everything as a child's play. Such a character is not qualified as an ordinary person, let alone as the heir of a family.

Putting the company in his hands, I am afraid that there will be constant troubles, and Zhang Daji will be shut down in less than two years, or maybe people will be brought in.

He has been ups and downs in the business sea for decades. His son designed a person, but he didn't really have much opinion. What he was annoyed was that a bunch of people designed a person, but the final goal was not reached, but he actually caught fire.

On the other hand, Feng Yiping's handling method after encountering this incident is to endure when it should be endured, when it should be ruthless, and when it should be thick and black, it will be thick and black..., sway freely, and in the final result, let people like yourself actively bleed In order to get his forgiveness, let's not say, I really have a sense of not knowing him.

Comparing the two, the difference is too big. In the past two days, he has sighed with emotion several times, son, it is really good for others!

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As soon as Luo Xinlan arrived at home to put down her luggage, she received a call from Xu Bin. He had already arrived in Hong Kong to make an appointment with her.

Are you in such a hurry to jump into this pit? Or are you worried that what we say will not count?

She thinks too much. Feng Yiping doesn't worry that they will not be able to count. Such business decisions are not made by patting their heads. How can they be easily overturned?

He is really anxious, besides, how can this be a pit? When the free exercise is passed next year, the number of mainland visitors to Hong Kong will increase sharply, and you will regret it.

He had originally planned to buy a property in Hong Kong. In his impression, it seemed that the property market in Hong Kong would fall to next year and then slowly rise again. The current price is still more suitable.

It is estimated that it would cost more than 100 million yuan to buy a beautiful mansion in the middle of the mountain. It happened that by buying a hotel, this money can be saved.

To be honest, he has always been a little uncertain about buying a luxury house in Hong Kong.

Hong Kong, a place that is in line with the world, has learned a lot of good things, and has also caught a lot of bad things.

For example, in such a place, there are really a lot of criminals, and there are also a lot of rich people who have been kidnapped by them and torn tickets. Even the Li family and Guo family, which are ranked number one or two in Hong Kong, have family members kidnapped. The ransom, Both are record-breaking.

Li Guo was targeted because of their two families, notorious in Hong Kong, and some rich people who became the target of kidnappers because of their high-profile purchases of high-priced luxury houses.

Of course, there are also some unlucky ones. For example, because the divorce went to court and paid sky-high alimony payments, they were targeted by the kidnappers.

In short, in Hong Kong, Feng Yiping feels that, on the whole, it seems that it is really not a good thing to buy high-profile luxury houses.

Even if you strengthen the security, it is not necessarily useful. After all, only Thousand Days is a thief, and there is no Thousand Days to prevent thieves.

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For Google, Page only raised his head and gestured to Feng Yiping, and continued to work on the keyboard. Brin walked out with a smile, "I can't see it, you actually designed it to move fast."

"I was forced, I needed money very much at that time," Feng Yiping smiled and changed the subject, "It's a pity that I didn't know you. I heard that you wanted to sell the company for $1 million?"

After going on that show, he knew there was such a trouble.

But there is no way, cbs found him through Apple, and Jobs, who learned the news, urged him to reveal it in the name of an Apple executive, because Apple is now aspiring to become a consumer electronics company.

"How about little Amanda?"

"Very good, now it is getting more interesting day by day,"

At this moment, Marissa Mayer walked in front of her with a cold face, without even looking here, Brin was a little puzzled, "What's wrong? Did any of us provoke her?"

Feng Yiping just remembered that on the day of her son's full moon, Marisa said that she had something to discuss with herself, and then she forgot to concentrate, "Oh, it seems that two days ago Marisa said that she had something to discuss with me, and I will be back later."

"Hi, Marisa," Feng Yiping caught up, but Marisa didn't pay attention to him, holding a document, as if she was explaining work to a group.

Feng Yiping was not in a hurry. He held his hand and waited beside him. He followed into the office after the matter was over there, "I'm sorry, beauty, there have been too many things in the past two days, but I really didn't mean it."

Marissa treats him as air.

Feng Yiping is quite experienced in this kind of thing. He told a few classic paragraphs with confidence. Unfortunately, he forgot that the cultures of China and the United States are different. These paragraphs can make girls laugh at home. Marissa didn't respond at all.

Feng Yiping was a bit silly, touching his nose and said, "Then you are busy,"

When he walked to the door, he called out, "Wait," and then threw a folder.

"What is this?" Feng Yiping opened it and saw that it turned out to be some suggestions for increasing the stickiness of registered users of nextdoor.

One point is mentioned. Considering that they are often online, many of them are housewives, and some fun games can be added.

Not to mention, this is really a way, and Feng Yiping immediately thought of a specific plan, such as Xiaoxiaole and Lianliankan, which he often played later.

Feng Yiping was a little touched. Apart from the meal, Marisa has been helping nextdoor for free, which is quite rare in the American society.

He patted the folder, and thanked him sincerely, "These suggestions are very important, thank you, Marisa,"

The sentence that followed is a bit stern, "Unfortunately, I am already a child and her dad, otherwise I will definitely agree to it."

Marissa finally smiled, "Hey!" Finally looking at Feng Yiping, "You think too much, I just like this website very much, I hope to build her more successfully,"

With that, how come it feels more like there is no silver three hundred taels here?

Well, I must be thinking too much.

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When his daughter was over a hundred days later, Feng Yiping wanted to leave their wives for a business trip for the first time. He wanted to go to Wall Street to finalize the lead underwriter for the listing of Yijia Express Hotel, and also to Harvard to settle the contribution fee and sign some new authorizations. Harvard Business School Press also discussed the publishing intentions of several countries.

Everything went smoothly, even two days earlier than originally planned.

"Feng, do you book a ticket back to San Francisco?" asked Owen, who was driving from Harvard.

Feng Yiping looked at the north and didn’t know what was going on. He just couldn’t let it go. "No, let’s go to Washington~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and we are all here. We are going back to China soon. Let’s go and see. Take a look.

Three hours later, Feng Yiping wandered around Georgetown University again, walking down the same road. The students after class chatted and walked past him. Feng Yiping stopped to look at it from time to time, and there would be free vegetarians coming here. Trash can?

No, there is no such person.

Owen sat in the car on the side of the road and stared at this side. The little boss was a little strange now, as if he was cherishing something.

"Hi," Feng Yiping stopped a tall black brother holding a basketball, "Excuse me, how do I get to the Academic Affairs Office?"

The black buddies were very enthusiastic and turned to show him the way, "Go straight along this road and turn left at the end." When he turned around, the person asking for the directions was nowhere to be seen.

Feng Yiping ran to the car panting, "Quickly, keep up with that car," he said, pointing to the Corolla in front.

The car was just started, the driver seems to be a girl? Owen thought.

Corolla walked northwest along the Potomac River. After passing George Washington University, she stopped in front of an apartment, as if a more mature Ma Ling hurried out of the car. At the gate on the steps, a black aunt opened the door. Waiting for her.

"Stop," Feng Yiping suddenly didn't dare to follow.

After a while, he let Owen slowly drive a little ahead. This is a house with a basement underneath. On the side of the road, I really can't see what's inside the room.

Suddenly, Feng Yiping clearly heard the child's crisp cry from the apartment, and he suddenly froze there.

I must be thinking too much again!