Hollywood Hunter

It's late Saturday night on the west coast of the United States, and it's Sunday afternoon on the other side of the ocean in China.

Shanghai, Bund 18.

Chen Qing wakes up from her nap, the time is 2:00 PM sharp.

Ten minutes later, from the sixth-floor bedroom down to an elegantly decorated home office on the third floor, Scotch Plaid's chairman, Emmanuel Brandt, and Charlotte Brenita from Switzerland were discussing something around a small conference table by the window, and two assistants behind a long desk were busy with their laptops.

There was also Ran Yue, the person in charge of day-to-day affairs here in China.

Ran Yue was originally flipping through a magazine on the lounge area sofa, and when she saw Chen Qing come in, she even got up.

"Sister Ran, sit down, you're welcome," Chen Qing smiled and stopped the other party, first came to Lily Favell who was beside the desk and asked, "Did that information I want from the Institute come over?"

Lily Favell nodded and handed a folder to Chen Qing.

Chen Qing took the folder, without greeting Emmanuel and the two of them, and directly came to sit down on the single sofa next to Ran Yue, flipping through the folder as she asked, "Miss Ran, is there any new questions about tomorrow's initiation ceremony?"

Tomorrow is Monday, June 10th, and the first large-scale cloud computing data center in China, Ignite, is officially opened in Shanghai.

Simon just visited China with great fanfare a month ago, such a large data center can show China's determination to develop the information industry, no matter what, the authorities attach great importance to this matter, so they took the initiative to contact and prepare a grand launch ceremony, and a number of large local enterprises will be announced on the spot again.

It just so happened that in China, Chen Qing and Lin Su were also invited, and would attend together tomorrow.

Ran Yue called at noon to say that there were some things to talk about the launch ceremony, that's why there was a question from Chen Qing, at this time: "It's like this, Xiao Qing, tomorrow there will be a leader from above temporarily coming over, over there let me ask if I can arrange a connection, so that Mr. Westeros can speak a few words via video?"

Chen Qing saw that Ran Yue was speaking vaguely, wiggled his fingers and crossed his fingers a few times, saw that Ran Yue was all slightly shaking his head, followed by shaking his head, also frowned slightly, and said, "Sister Ran, if neither of them are, it's better not to mention this matter anymore."

Wren Moon seemed to anticipate and was not disappointed, but instead said, "In that case, Mr. Jeff Bezos, is that okay? Xiao Qing, listen to me, arranging this connection is absolutely only beneficial, I can't say more specific, you will know later."

Qing Chen looked at Ran Yue and said seriously, "Sister Ran, you'd better give me the bottom line, otherwise it's really hard to do."

Ran Yue saw Chen Qing say so, hesitated for a moment, looked up at the other people in the office, took out a notepad from the satchel, quickly wrote down a name, showed it towards Chen Qing, and crossed it out.

Being in this position, Chen Qing was able to understand a lot more than before, just a glance, a little deliberation and nodded: "I will contact the boss directly."

Chen Qing said so, and things were basically finalized.

Ran Yue heart both relaxed and excited, this errand is the initiative to take over, do a good job, both for herself and her still institutional husband, screwed up, will definitely be credited, she was just a little worried that the girl in front of her can not see certain things, good thing she did not look at the wrong person, and did not follow the wrong person.

After talking about business, Ran Yue scanned the documents in Chen Qing's hands, but instead of probing, she asked, "Why didn't you see Xiao Lin?"

"She took her brother and siblings back to Hangzhou."

"Lin Dong?"

Chen Qing slightly left her mouth, "Yeah, I'll be going to the United States soon to take one last look at my folks and the great mountains."

Ran Yue could feel the small tease in Chen Qing's tone, not good to comment, just smiled.

As they chatted casually, Chen Qing also focused more attention on this corporate research report from Cersei Capital's Chinese Economic Research Institute in his hand.

The content was about the business situation of Giant Group.

After reading through the ten pages of the report, Chen Qing could only feel a messy and disorderly building in front of her, the extent of the company's internal problems was far more serious than just a big and inappropriate Giant Tower project.

This was a small homework assignment set down by the boss from earlier, and Chen Qing had been quietly following up on it.

Now it was discovered that this company was almost a typical case of the sudden rise and fall of many domestic private enterprises over the years.

The kind that needs to be cited as a warning.

Thinking about annotating a few notes at the end of the document and closing it, Chen Qing once again looked up at Ran Yue: "Sister Ran, Lin and I will return to North America tomorrow after attending the launch ceremony, and things over at Excellence need you to take more care."

This past Friday, the Excellence computer that Chen Qing had been quietly preparing for half a year was officially launched, priced at RMB 4999 for the basic configuration.

The machine was codenamed Excellence B-10.

The B here is the initials of Barrel (bucket; barrel), and the full concept is the famous 'Barrel Theory'.

The first is the "Barrel Theory", which is the theory of the "Barrel Theory", and the second is the "Barrel Theory", which is the theory of the "Barrel Theory".

The advance lasted more than half a month of marketing down, the effect was good.

A total of 12 Premier PC direct stores in South China opened on the same day, and on Friday they received 239 orders for the Premier B-10, with a turnover of RMB 1.2 million.

A good start to the year.

And it's an order because only 120 of them are in stock, and the rest will be delivered within half a month.

This is also an operational focus of Premier Computer.

Because there are too many materials and too little profit, to minimize risk, only a small amount of stock is regularly available, but reservations are accepted at any time.

Frankly, it's hunger marketing.

It works equally well.

The more difficult it is to get, the more you want it, and even if you don't buy it, you can't help but look at it a bit more.

Therefore, both the price butchery of the Premier B-10 and the hunger marketing on the opening day of the total out of stock have widely aroused media discussions on all sides, and even some other computer manufacturers have begun to pay attention.

In addition to the CPU, other than the CPU, the other are only the top configuration of the 10,000 yuan machine, and now it is directly dried up to 4999 yuan, if everyone follows up, there is no way to live. The good news is that even if you are aware of the company's background, Premier Technology is still a very small company after all, and the sales market is limited to a few provinces in South China, so the threat seems to be low.

Because of the government's strong push for information technology, China's PC market began to explode last year, with annual sales of 3.2 million units in 1995, more than quadrupling from the 700,000 units sold in 1994. This year's growth rate is not as dramatic as last year's, and the full year is also expected to reach about 5 million units, judging by sales in the first five months.

Excellence Computer sold 239 computers on the first day, because there is a pre-marketing component, even if the future year to maintain such a level, is expected to ship 87,000 units in the first year, according to the 5 million units shipped this year, 1.6% market share.

Not worth mentioning.

This is also the goal that Premier Technology hopes to achieve.

In fact, on the first day of sales, which more than doubled the expected 250 units, Premier began quietly expanding the scale of its own assembly plant.

Chen Qing's cost control of Excellence is harsh, including on staff, and even significantly inadequate, so she is not at all polite when she says that Excellence needs Ran Yue to worry about things, the company runs, because of the shortage of manpower, Ran Yue, including the entire small team in the China Daily Affairs Office were pulled strong to arrange the work.

"This is what I should do."

After all, Chen Qing didn't treat them badly at all in terms of salary, Ran Yue promised and also got up smoothly, knowing that it was time to take her leave.

It was actually tempting to spend more time in this luxurious building.

It just wasn't lost to this place after all.

The first thing that you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you're doing and how you're doing it.

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I can't help but forget to ask: "Xiao Qing, when will there be news over there?"

"It's the middle of the night in North America now," Chen Qing sent Ran Yue out, thinking, "There will definitely be a reply before midnight, the time over there is different, as long as you promise, there will be no delay in connecting tomorrow."

Sending Ran Yue away, Chen Qing came and sat down beside the two Emmanuel, "What are you guys talking about?"

"Business," said Emmanuel, who had come to a VCD industry gathering this time, and waited for Chen Qing to sit down and explained, "The Shanghai data center opens tomorrow, and inspired by this, Shari thinks that web technology tutorial books should sell very well, and it just so happens that there are already many similar publications in North America. Maybe we can translate it and sell it in China."

Chen Qing took a cup from the desktop tray and poured herself a cup of coffee as she said, "This is publishing, don't you know how strict China's control over the publishing industry is?"

Emmanuel, "Chen, don't think we don't know anything, this is a tutorial book, it's not like it's about politics."

"But it's also a publisher's business, it's not something we can do, and you're ignoring the problem of piracy, anyway, don't think about it, there's no future," Chen Qing took a sip of coffee, so to speak, and suddenly had a flash of light: "Right, you can do training courses, that's the big business, after all, just like in North America, Next many people will flock to the internet industry for gold, the need for professional training is definitely great."

The two women didn't expect Chen Qing to suddenly get excited, Charlotte Brenita said, "Training courses should be harder to do, just like the international school project we are preparing, it requires a very professional team."

"It's not the same, this is vocational training, just get by, you don't know how much those vocational training schools are scam ...... making money nowadays. And we have a ready-made advantage ah, you can get an Igret qualification certification, and then find a university to hang on to, teachers from the university to dig, now want to go to the sea a lot of talent, occasionally invited from Silicon Valley again some technical staff or venture capital executives over to teach, the reputation immediately played out."

"......"

Both girls were a bit speechless.

Sister, do you think we didn't hear that finishing word 'cheat' just now?

Even though they had been taught the lesson when they were discussing the preparations for the international school, Emmanuelle and Charlotte, who had a very positive outlook on certain aspects, still could not easily accept Chen Qing's concept of treating education as business.

However, Chen Qing was getting more and more in the mood. He took a pen and paper over and started to brainstorm the business plan on the conference table, and even pulled the two girls who had recovered from the discussion together.

After all, from the recent understanding of the various domestic vocational training industry situation, it was really profitable.

As we were chatting, Chen Qing's cell phone rang, it was Lin Su who called.

Chen Qing was writing nonstop on her hand, holding the phone under her ear, "Hm?"

"......"

"It's useless to find you ah, Jili's things, the boss personally made the decision, the reason for which we are very clear ...... help to contact other investments also can not, whether directly or indirectly, will always be involved in us, the consumption is our resources ... ...how stupid are you, where are your brains ...... Well well well, didn't the boss say it all and I remember you were there? You just tell Lee, wait another four or five years for China to enter the WTO, and if there's still a heart there then, we have a chance to work together, but certainly not now."

Same time.

Thousands of kilometers away in Ukraine it was nine o'clock in the morning.

North of Rivne, next to a residential street, Eve Bessonoskova, who had received an impromptu phone call, rushed over, and with another female guard had just gotten out of the car, just as another black car was also parked on the side of the road, and down came two tall and imposing young men.

Seeing Eve, the two were very respectful from taking the initiative to come over, "Miss Besonoskova?"

"Thank you for coming over, I had no idea what was going on."

Eve said, checking left and right to make sure of the address, walking quickly towards a courtyard not far ahead, a few others followed, soon hearing the sound of women crying as they approached, Eve even quickened her pace again, following the sound and barging straight into a courtyard.

Seeing the appearance of Eve and the others, the man in the courtyard, who was clearly drunk, used the thorns in his hands to haphazardly smack a few more times on the three women held in a ball in front of him, before he looked fiercely at the revealing Eve and the others: "Who are you?"

Eve spoke at the same time, "You stop."

Saying that they were about to move forward to stop the other party from continuing the murder, the two youths who followed them had already sharply snatched the thorns from the middle-aged man's hand, and in the process, easily pushed the equally tall middle-aged man to the ground, twisting his arms back up to look at Eve, waiting for her to send her off.

"Eve!"

One of the three girls on the floor now suddenly shouted, getting up and crying and jumping over.

Eve held the girl, who was obviously still shaking, and patted her on the back to reassure her, "It's okay, Galina, it's okay."

The girl sobbed as she recounted what had happened, "Dad ran off to drink last night and came back in the morning and beat us up, I had to call you, I ...... just got my phone and he took it away from me."

Hearing the girl's words, one of the youths holding down the middle man fumbled in the other's pocket a few times, pulled out a compact Nokia phone and tossed it over gently, Eve reached out to catch it and motioned for another female guard to check on the other two women who were still in a huddle.

The man who was pinned to the ground reacted then, but remained angry, stalking over to Eve, "I know who you are, you are Simon Westeros' subordinates, and I'm telling you, I'm Galina's father, let me go or you won't take Galina away today, I'm her father and I have custody."

The man's shouting had no effect.

Eve ignored the other man in the slightest, calmed the girl in her arms, and went over to check on the other two women who were being pulled up by the female guards, the older one was obviously Galina's mother, and the younger one would be the girl's sister.

This was the Banshikov family.

When Galina Banshikova heard her father's outcry, she immediately ran back over to Eve and hugged her, crying, "Eve, take your mother and sister and leave, will you, we don't want to stay here anymore."

"Don't even think about it, little Bikchi, I'm the head of the family, you'll all have to listen to me," the man heard and immediately shouted again, only to quickly change his tune, "But it's okay to take them, at least give me a factory, I've asked around, those girls, their families are getting a lot of compensation, Simon Westeros has a trillion dollars. I need at least a million dollars worth of factories. Hey, last time André even got rid of me for only $1,000, I have to report you guys, he must have swallowed the money he was supposed to give me, he should be put in jail as well.1 million dollars, I want $1 million dollars, or cash, I'm going to emigrate to England, I'm not staying in this shithole anymore, yes, emigrate to England, there should be another villa there for me as well, it needs to be in London. "

Eve was a very soft-hearted person, but at the sight of the crack in the back of the dress that had been drawn open by the thorns on Galina, who had returned yesterday to visit her mother and sister, and the purplish red skin inside, she pursed her lips, put one arm around the girl, and motioned for the female guard beside her to take the other two and walk out in silence.

"Hey, don't go!"

The man shouted out again at the sight of the man, Eve felt that Galina subconsciously stopped her steps, the other two women who were protected by the female guards around her were also like mice pressed by a cat, inexplicably more angry, cold face turned her head to the two youths who were still pressing the middle-aged man: "I don't know what's going on, you can contact anyone, just watch."

After saying so, I suddenly felt that the tone of my voice was a bit like a certain man.

Slightly flashed a little guilty, but still took Galina a few people straight away from this small courtyard, thinking that things should definitely inform there, and also decided in their hearts that it would be best not to let the girls of the hot spring manor go home again casually for this period of time.

Switzerland.

Geneva, still Sunday morning.

In a villa on the shores of Lake Geneva, Celia Miller is meeting with an aide to French President Jacques Chirac.

The two are sitting opposite each other on a sofa in the sitting room, the atmosphere noticeably tense.

"It's become clear that General Apri Raviere has been doing things in public and private for the past few years that he shouldn't have been doing, simply because the nephew of a close friend of his was captured on the battlefield in Rwanda, and, of course, we've found out something about the deeper identity of the young man who went to Rwanda for gold-plating, and we're not interested in that, as long as Raviere is out of office. "

The man who came to meet with Celia was a tall, somewhat balding, middle-aged man who sniffed, "That's impossible, we don't punish a general who has served our country for outsiders."

"Mr. Prek, I'm not bargaining with you, I'm just relaying my boss's request."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes at Celia, "Ms. Miller, don't you think it's unwise for a wealthy man to confront a country?"

"Mr. Preck, would you actively mess with a country on a personal basis?"

The middle-aged man subconsciously said: "Of course not."

After saying that he regretted a bit, Celia didn't give him a chance to retract: "That's the problem, no one would actively mess with a country, but if a country keeps harassing you and causing all kinds of trouble because of some entanglements, would you resist?"

"It seems we need to talk about the original cause."

"The cause of the massacre France created in Rwanda?"

"Please watch your language," interrupted the middle-aged man alertly, "Ms. Miller, France has not been involved in anything related to the Rwandan massacre."

"Then why would a French general in charge of African military affairs be so upset about it, constantly harassing my boss, the young man who prevented a great humanitarian tragedy?"

The middle-aged man didn't pick up the story again, and after a few moments of silence, he said, "I will relay the President's request regarding this side."

Celia didn't stop there and continued, "One more thing, Simon asked me to tell Mr. Chirac again that we don't want any more unpleasantness between the Westeros system and France, this is not a compromise, just a very pure reminder that we found that the recent delays in the French release review of both The Mummy and Mission Impossible 2, this tactic seems very unorthodox. Simon added that if France suppresses the business of the Westeros system in its own country, the Westeros system will suppress the business of France worldwide."

The earth keeps spinning.

Time keeps flowing.

The sun followed the spin of the planet as it ran across the Atlantic Ocean, across the American continent, to the west coast of the United States.

It's finally Sunday morning in Los Angeles.

Late last night, still woke up at 6:00 a.m. sharp to get rid of the two English roses around me, get dressed, wash up, and exercise daily.

7:00 AM.

This cliff mansion in Beverly Canyon welcomes two pairs of guests, Mr. and Mrs. Leslie Wexnay and Wexnay's private investment advisor, Jeffrey Epstein, and his girlfriend, who are scheduled to dine together. All in pairs, Simon also called an early vase over for company.

Leslie Wexnay and her entourage had been in San Francisco for the previous few days, mainly looking at investments in the Internet industry.

It is the most important thing to do is to make sure that you have the right tools to do what you want.

That's what Simon would like to see.

Leslie Wexnay is only 59 years old this year, the average person is close to retirement, for billionaires, 59 is still considered to be the age of the rich.

Anyway, Leslie Wexnay plans to start some new businesses out.

Although he had basically lost control of the LTD Group, which he had founded, but with Simon's help, the Wexnay family's wealth had been growing rapidly in recent years, and with a large sum of money in his hands, he had to do something.

The reason for meeting for breakfast was to listen to Simon's opinion.

Everyone exchanged pleasantries and sat down at the open-air dining table on the cliff adjacent to the mansion, where the morning air was cool and pleasant, next to a view of the City of Angels under the golden morning sun.

Though bar, Leslie Wexnay always had mixed feelings when faced with the young man in front of her.

Assets had increased a lot over the years, but influence had declined even more. Without the potential power that money conferred, money was much less attractive.

Like Simon Westeros just introduced the woman next to him named Melania and didn't even really recognize him, which would never have happened if he was still in control of Vermillion.

On the other side of the table, Jeffrey Epstein and his girlfriend Giselaine Maxwell do put their attitude right.

The two belong to the company that shamelessly rubbed up against them.

Just being able to sit here and have breakfast with Simon Westeros is a success, a seniority anyway. In the future, talking about business and climbing friendships and such, it was likely to be more effective with less effort to occasionally mention that they had eaten with Westeros.

So, compared to Wexner's complicated feelings, Epstein was somewhat calmer as he watched the beautiful Wickersham waitress who brought everyone their breakfast, or the beautiful girl beside Westeros.

The most important thing to remember is that you can't even get your hands on a girl you've never even met before, but you can't even get your hands on a girl you've never even met before.

This is the reality.

That's why you have to do whatever it takes to get to the top, or, accept your fate.

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