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181: Priority protection

"Why, these people can't leave?" Chai Yibin narrowed his eyes.

"No, it's this..." Huang San looked embarrassed, but quickly gritted his teeth and said to the security guard: "Please leave these sticks and their secretaries. They are not welcome here."

"

"Why?", the female secretary looked ugly and said sharply: "We are here to invest!"

"Just because this is China, I give priority to protecting the interests of our customers." Huang San knew that there was no room for change anyway, so he said bitterly: "Get out quickly, you are not welcome in this stadium."

He said it in a high-sounding way, but what he was thinking about was why these gangsters did this to provoke these three second-generation people.

This decision was easy to make. After offending Bangzi, Chai Yibin could take care of him, so he could still eat. If he offended Chai Yibin, even if Bangzi was willing to take him to Bangzi country, he would not be willing to leave his hometown.

A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake, but this stick is a small snake at best. Here, Chai Yibin, Wu Shiqing, and Li Jianghe, who doesn't know the details, are the local strong dragons.

The cursing stick and the female secretary were forcibly taken away by the security guards.

They didn't want to think too much, so they just followed the manager's instructions, and the stick was not polite when he came in. The security guards looked unhappy, so they just reported their private scandal and dragged him out.

"No more fighting, let's go sit in the lounge for a while." Wu Shiqing shook his head.

"Okay", Chai Yibin gave the middle finger to the sticks, "Brother Wu, Jiang He, go sit for a while."

In the lounge.

Manager Huang San asked someone to bring a pot of hot tea, but he didn't leave for a while.

"I originally wanted to ask you to change things, but I didn't expect you would still be drinking tea here." Wu Shiqing picked up the tea cup and smiled at Li Jianghe: "It seems that it is God's will."

"If it is God's will, it is God's will that I hit those sticks." Chai Yibin was still not interested in Wu Shiqing's theory of gods and ghosts. He turned to Huang Sand and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you today."

"Don't say goodbye, this is the way to go in the stadium." Huang San said with a "righteousness": "We can let them dominate in our Yingtian Mansion. It's a shame that they are not Japanese, otherwise I would be shirtless."

"Okay, I know what you think," Chai Yibin smiled, "I don't care who those people are from. If something happens, I will resist. When I drink with Mr. Liu later, I will put in a good word for you."

Mr. Liu is the actual owner of this golf course.

"Thank you, thank you." Huang San bowed, "Then I won't disturb the three of you."

"Okay", Wu Shiqing waved to him.

Huang San retreated to the door.

"I almost killed a few Korean businessmen who were fighting against the autumn wind." Chai Yibin was talking about the stick in the sneak attack. He said, "Jiang He thanks me, I will remember this favor."

"What kind of favor is this?" Li Jianghe shook his head and asked curiously: "Old Chai, how do you know they are here to beat the autumn wind?"

"What if those few wealthy plutocrats are really here to invest, and this is just a small battle? Real managers and female secretaries will not be in the situation just now. This is called knowing the boss by looking at the subordinates." Chai Yibin blew the tea cup casually.

Hot, continued: "The Bangzi economy has been in decline in the past few years, and there have been too many investments. These few little shrimps cannot make waves."

After World War II, Bangzi was impoverished. However, thanks to various factors, he developed rapidly. In 1996, he became a developed country. However, Bangzi was unlucky. In the second half of 1997, the global economic crisis broke out, and he suddenly returned to China.

Before liberation, the stock market fell by 70% to 80%.

In the end, Bangzi sued the IMF, a fund organization called International but actually controlled by Bald Eagle. At that time, their finance minister said this: ""All requests of the IMF will be agreed to only if it does not harm Bangzi's politics.

"."

But in the end, it decisively became a captive of the United States and accepted the so-called "package reform plan" in the previous government textbooks. Just look at the 30% high interest rate to see how outrageous this plan is.

Therefore, Bangzi's economy has been "recovering" in the past few years, and the effect is not bad. At least the stock market is stable. However, because its own economic structure relies heavily on exports, its main exporting countries have not yet recovered from the economic crisis.

It's difficult to get over it, so overall it's still very difficult.

Some Bangzi businessmen choose to invest in our country nearby, but according to geographical location, they still give priority to Ludi and the bay area in the three northeastern provinces, and not many come to Yingtian.

Because they have left Bangzi's economic radiation area, the local government in Yingtian does not have any favorable policies to attract Bangzi, and most of them have stayed in Ludi.

The three of them chatted for a while and walked out of the lounge. Chai Yibin took out his membership card and asked Huang San to swipe it, and the three of them walked into the parking lot together.

"Oh, by the way, Brother Wu, when will your Silver Angel arrive? I'm quite greedy," Li Jianghe said, looking at Wu Shiqing's Mercedes-Benz.

"Customization is slow, at least I won't be able to get it this year." Wu Shiqing put one hand on the car door and took out a business card with the other hand: "This is the business card of the manager just now. If you want to play, just take it."

"Then I'll keep it." Li Jianghe casually put the business card into his pocket.

After leaving the golf course, the three people separated.

Wu Shiqing went home, Chai Yibin went to the company, and Li Jianghe drove to the industrial park.

"I remember the animation should have been broadcast for three days, right?" Li Jianghe walked into the studio and got straight to the point.

"No, our time slot is in the evening. Although this is the third day, today's program has not been broadcast yet." Geng Haiyin dragged out a stool and said: "But according to the feedback from the TV station, our ratings on the second day reached 0.2%.

It’s quite impressive.”

In the wireless era, we look at clicks, and in the cable era, we look at ratings.

0.2% is actually not high, but if a new animation from a small TV station can achieve this result, it is already considered very good.

"It has great potential and should be able to exceed 1% in the future." Geng Haiyin is very optimistic. "It's not the weekend now. Many parents don't let their children watch more, or even let their children watch animations at night. The data will definitely increase by the weekend. Waiting for the children

Just like it.”

"Not bad." Li Jianghe nodded, "If, I mean if, we can cooperate with a large amusement park, do you think there is any model that can be adopted?"

"Large-scale amusement park?" Geng Haiyin thought for a while, "Get some dolls and give out some small gifts, or simply open a small exhibition hall in the amusement park, or hold a theme exhibition. Hey, animation and amusement parks are naturally easy to cooperate.

, there are many methods.”

"Oh", Li Jianghe rubbed his hands together and thought seriously.

"Boss, isn't there a playground design company next door? They are experts. Why don't you stop by and ask them?" Geng Haiyin said with a smile: "Why, boss, we are going to have a playground?"

"I wish I had. I have so much money." Li Jianghe picked up a cup of Coke on the table and drank it. "Drink less. I see you have gained weight recently."

"This is all because the boss treats you well." Geng Haiyin patted his belly and said, "Thank you."
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