Building madman

On the evening of January 26.

A ray of light rose from under the western sky, jumped into the sky 10,000 meters, and quickly disappeared.

At noon the next day.

Bingxiong announced that it has successfully mastered the satellite launch technology of'one arrow and six stars','one-time orbit, release in batches', and reduced the commercial satellite offer to 15 million Franklin.

At the same time, the Niobras Farm was expanded, extending 20,000 square kilometers north, including half of the mountain range.

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Jishi Yunhe Development Zone.

Suite 6066 of Anonymous Hotel.

"Boss, the commercial satellites were successfully launched, and one of them is being handed over to Taimei." Dao Shisanhui reported.

"The other five, two for Tianyu, two for the electrical industry, and one spare."

"I feel that it's a bit worthless to trade the'one arrow and six stars' technology for wasteland. It's better to change military technology."

"Our technology is advancing too fast. How can Bingxiong dare to sell us military technology? The grain trade war is about to start. There are many kinds of soybeans over there, so we are prepared."

Ge Xiaotian said, patted his forehead, which had been asleep for nearly twenty hours, and got up to wash, "Also, hand over the technology of one arrow and twenty stars to the nine institutes."

As long as you master the technology of multiple satellites with one arrow, the number of mounted satellites is not important anymore. The important thing is satellite manufacturing technology.

How to make satellites smaller and stronger, with more functions and longer lifespan, has become the next problem.

If the conditions are met, 100, 200, or even 999... are not a problem.

However, the six-star one arrow sold to the ice bear is actually a wrong technique. Even if the other party understands it thoroughly, he can only play six-star one arrow, not five-star one arrow or N-star one arrow.

Ge Xiaotian thinks that being a man and doing things is more practical, and he must be as much as he says.

Eat two casually, cope with lunch, and come to Tiancheng office.

The Jishi Canal Development Zone project has long since ended, and the main personnel have been transferred to Zaoshi New Town and Zaoshi Modern Film and Television City. Only six or seven staff members are left here to coordinate overall operations.

When they came to the negotiation area, the little pink pigs were definitely not there. The stewardess who dug up also went to Tiancheng Technical College, and a girl who seemed to have just graduated served tea.

Not long after, the supervisor walked in with the paper box.

After receiving the notice from the big boss to hold a press conference, Tiancheng International Holdings started instantly.

Select a batch of high-grade cardboard from Sun Paper.

Select a batch of frosted PVC from Wanshi Technology.

Select a batch of electroplating equipment from the electrical industry.

Select a batch of fine linen from Fairview China.

Select a group of outstanding delivery personnel from Tiantian Express...

"Boss, this is an invitation letter for a press conference."

The head of the office opened the carton and took out a sample of 16 karat size and one finger thick, which resembled a certificate of honor.

Frosted skin, light gray cover with copperplate printing, a silver-white metal card with platinum fonts in the middle, the letter "Tiancheng Chamber of Commerce 2.0 Press Conference", the letter "Invitation", the surrounding linen dragon pattern framed, the chamber of commerce below Anchor icon, graphite chip and bronze barcode on the back for anti-counterfeiting.

Ge Xiaotian was a little confused, "It's enough to send a notification with a smart card, are you all idle? It's so fancy?"

"Boss, you said that we are a big company, and we must not only be compelling, but also full of ritual."

Ge Xiaotian rolled his eyes, "How much does this set cost?"

"One hundred and eight."

"..."

"Boss, don't worry, you can pay back."

"Returning to the book, did you have to spend on preparing for the press conference?"

"Yes."

The supervisor said, with a smile that made Ge Xiaotian very familiar, "Boss, let's give it to Mr. Yu, Shaobaitou, and Olive Branch first, and then start at 688 and sell it to reporters and entrepreneurs who want to participate in the press conference."

Ge Xiaotian slapped the back of his head, "Selling invitations? You can figure it out, are you embarrassed?"

"Not ashamed or ashamed. This is what you taught us. As a supervisor, if you want to grow, you must consider the profit point of the company and reduce operating costs as much as possible. Boss, think about it carefully. How long have you not held a press conference? How many people want to know the inside story of Nanyang? How many people are curious about what 2.0 is? How many people ask Tiancheng's 02 plan? Will they rush to participate in the press conference?"

"It sounds...it seems to make sense."

"That's right, our press conference is a sign of a new era, and the invitation... more than two decades later, it is a commemorative collection."

"Are you going to do business?"

"Hang it online, auction."

"..."

Originally, Ge Xiaotian still felt that the supervisor’s brain circuit was rather strange, but now he turned to the other’s thinking, and then listened to the other’s words, he was immediately dissatisfied, "You know, why are you just the manager of Tianrong, but Brother Hao can Become the chairman of the holding group?"

"Not comparable."

"Do not!"

Ge Xiaotian clicked on the No. 13 cigar, with a trace of memory, his eyes blurred: "Once our first big project, on the eve of the opening of New Year's Day in Xingyue Bay, Xiang County, Brother Hao made a mistake in his work and did not turn off the trunk of the van when he shipped the color pages. , Causing the color pages to be lost and spilled all the way, and later this product was born and a dime was recovered. At that time, two cents were money, not to mention a dime. The old men and women all over the street were vying for the color pages."

"Ding Dong is really smart."

"No, this is not over yet, he then contacted Xiao Huang and asked the other party to reclaim the two cents."

"???"

"Many people are thinking, obviously it's just a color page, why would someone rush to recycle it at a high price? Even the old man who collects waste collects a few copies and finds that... Fuck, it's even more expensive than waste paper collection. It's cheap, so someone offered a price of three cents."

"..."

"The common people don't understand, they feel that there is something in it, so they should look through it carefully and see..."

"Is our real estate publicized like this?"

"It's not over yet, Brother Hao personally got into the crowd, selling color pages everywhere, very vaguely revealing that this color page costs one dollar!"

"???"

"At that time, Tiancheng had no money. Chen Feng was still preaching that we were going bankrupt. I was going to run away, but I definitely couldn't run. Real estate became the only profitable industry. Therefore, some people felt that 50 cents were reclaimed and 70 cents were sold for no money. The natural success, there is still profit."

"..."

"Brother Hao knows the cost, and the printing agency also wants to buy our house. The two sides hit it off. They sold it for three cents, worked overtime and printed 100,000 copies."

"Brother Hao earned two thousand yuan?"

"The second thing to make money is that we were the most successful in real estate publicity that year and we were directly selected as teaching materials."

"..."

"Does it feel like I'm stingy? Even the invitation letter wants to make money?"

Without waiting for the manager of Tianrong's service point to answer, Ge Xiaotian shook his head, "No, this is my exercise for you. If you want to grow, you must consider the profit point of the company from every detail and reduce operating costs. Think about it, how long will I take? The press conference has not been held? How many people want to know the internal situation of Nanyang? How many people are curious about what is 2.0? How many people ask Tiancheng's 02 plan? Will they rush to participate in the press conference? And preparing for the press conference, shall we? Need a fee?"

"Boss, I get it!"

"How to do it?"

"The general idea is: Your sister-in-law stole the invitation letter and sold it to earn some milk powder money."

"roll!"

Ge Xiaotian cursed with a smile, and raised his foot falsely, "You are an old man. The project is over here, and the office is useless. If this matter is handled properly, you are the general manager of the Tiancheng (Taimei) office."

"Thank you boss!"

Ge Xiaotian always felt a little wretched as he watched the other person leave, and he sighed suddenly, "Although it is quite mature, it always feels crooked."

Sighing again, just about to open Shi Guangji's notebook to write some speeches for tomorrow's press conference, the corner of his eyes glanced at the girl who was holding back her smile.

I used to stay here most of the time, and all the employees here come from the Xiangxian office. Ge Xiaotian is familiar with the few employees who stay here, and can vaguely call each other by name.

"Xiaoling, do you know why you stand here instead of being a supervisor?"

"Because I'm lazy."

"..."

Ge Xiaotian almost choked, "Are you lazy, you still have a reason?"

"I think it's pretty good now. If you are a strong woman, how can you deal with it? Look at the female executives in our headquarters. For example, the girls who used to be familiar with you in the customer service department are now in charge of international business. Now, although they are beautiful, who dares to propose to them and confess?"

"Impossible. Talking about a customer, you will always encounter similar conditions."

"Now, is there any company similar to our Tiancheng?"

"..."

"I am different. Although I am a little fatter and lazy, some people dare to hurt and some dare to love."

Seeing the other person's picture of a happy little woman, Ge Xiaotian blinked, "Are you throwing dog food at me?"

"Is it time to resign?"

"That's too late!"

"..."