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Chapter 7 The first business

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun shone brightly, and the fishy and salty air was filled with a freshness that was forgotten by later generations. There were few vehicles on the straight asphalt road, which was very different from the scene where the traffic was like dragons and pedestrians in Tang Xian's impression. The vast space between heaven and earth seemed to be filled with an atmosphere called slow-pacedness.

After driving to Mingzhu Lighting City, Tang Xian pushed the door and got off.

The straight Chinese suit has a unique charm of Zhongshan suit. The buttons on the small stand-up collar are casually open, and there is a pure white V-neck T-shirt inside. The suit has no shoulder line and lacks the rigid lines. Instead, it becomes more and more obedient. The trousers are straight and there is a pair of pointed mid-heel leather shoes under his feet. This outfit makes Tang Xian add a mature and restrained temperament out of thin air.

He was carrying a brown leather shoulder bag on his shoulder and stood in the four-story city of Mingzhu Lighting City. Tang Xian raised his wrist and looked at the luxurious watch on his wrist. At 2:20, this time is already working hours.

Tang Xian, who was raising his head and straight back, slammed the car door and then walked towards the Lighting City.

Taking off that casual outfit and putting on this formal outfit, Tang Xian's mentality has suddenly changed from a 16-year-old boy to the mentality of the businessman with a chic and unruly personality in his previous life.

There are two welcoming ladies in front of the Lighting City Gate. When Tang Xian walked into the Lighting City, two beautiful girls in their early twenties bent down and bowed, which made Tang Xian feel like he was a different life.

The decoration of Mingzhu Lighting City is full of Western European style, with furniture, lamps and wallpapers all having a Soviet style. Obviously, the landing of Western European home decoration style has also made Mingzhu Lighting City a huge change.

"Hello sir, is there anything that can help you?"

A beautiful young woman in her early thirties was wearing a dark uniform and a pair of black high heels on her feet. Then she walked towards Tang Xianying, her voice was gentle and smooth, her hands were gently held on her lower abdomen, and her pretty face with light makeup was full of enthusiasm.

"Are you a lobby manager?"

Tang Xian glanced at the young woman's breastplate, and a blue nameplate on her bulging and plump chest was printed with the young woman's name: Su Chen.

"Yes."

Su Chen smiled, looked at Tang Xian without a trace, and then said: "We have many lighting styles here. You can tell us what you need. We can also recommend a style that suits you."

"I would like to ask, where is Boss Yuan Jie and Boss Yuan's office?"

Tang Xian smiled and then said: "Last time I met Boss Yuan in Xinglong Pavilion, I met him very much this time. This time I was a special visit."

"Oh? Sir, your surname is yours?"

Su Chen was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then asked seriously.

"Don't let your surname be Tang Xian."

This time, the preparation was in a hurry and did not prepare a business card. This is also a difficult side of Tang Xian's personality that is a disadvantage and advantage. He has always made decisions and will not be careful. However, with such a personality, he often encounters the embarrassment of insufficient preparation.

"Then you can wait in the rest area. I need to ask Mr. Yuan for instructions. I'm really sorry."

Su Chen smiled apologetically, then reached out to signal the rest area beside him. Tang Xian nodded when he heard this, but when Su Chen left, he added: "By the way, if Boss Yuan can't remember me, you can mention it to him, my father is Tang Li."

After Tang Xian finished speaking, he walked to the rest area, but Su Chen didn't care. Although Tang Li was the fourth in charge of Binhai City, on the one hand, he did not often show his face in public. On the other hand, ordinary office workers did not need to deliberately understand the leadership team of Binhai City.

But Yuan Jie is different. For example, the bosses of large companies like them, the heads of Binhai City must keep in mind.

Tang Xian sat on the sofa, and someone brought tea in a short while. Tang Xian took a sip. It was not cheap bulk tea, but he knew that his outfit was effective.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. If Tang Xian had come over in the morning, he would have been asked for a reason to make excuses.

Tang Xian's eyes were in the display area You Ye. With his aesthetics and understanding of the home decoration storm in Binhai City in his previous life, he had to sigh. Mingzhu Lighting City is now half dead, and the marketing department of this company is really to blame.

What kind of bullshit are these? In Tang Xian's eyes, among the three exhibition halls, two of them are full of European retro lamps, or these lighting decorations are concentrated together to have a noble and elegant style, but when they come out, they remind people of the European style of the 1980s at first glance. This is the new century. The economic prosperity, the leapfrog improvement in appreciation and consumption standards has made it difficult for people to accept this style.

To put it nicely, this is a European retro style, and to the point it is a European-style lamp that has long been eliminated.

But what made Tang Xian feel hurt was that the entire big company had not discovered this problem yet, and it has to be said that this was a failure.

However, Tang Xian also knew that there was nothing he could do about this.

It’s just because the entire lighting city is just a sales center, and the real problem is still the manufacturer.

After a cup of tea, the plump and orderly lobby manager quickly walked over and smiled apologetically at Tang Xian. He looked at Tang Xian again, but there was an indescribable look in his eyes.

Tang Xian was meticulous, so he naturally knew that Su Chen had learned his identity from Yuan Jie.

"I wonder if Mr. Yuan has time?"

Tang Xian smiled, then raised his wrist and looked at his wrist. It was already 2:35 pm.

Tang Xian deliberately showed off, but he did not have any expectations. After all, Patek Philippe is not very popular in China now. Apart from some luxury goods enthusiasts, many people don’t even know this brand. Even if ordinary people observe carefully, they will not understand the actual value of this watch.

Tang Xian showed off purely because he had a date or not. Otherwise, it would be really not worth it to let Xiaoxiao steal this watch today.

However, Tang Xian didn't pay attention. When he showed his watch, Su Chen's eyes, who was standing in front of him, were slightly stunned, and then his deep pupils suddenly shrank.

The word "counterfeit" has not been popular these days, and even the industry specializing in imitating luxury goods is still in its infancy. The word "fake" will not habitually appear in the mind in front of genuine products. Therefore, Su Chen subconsciously felt that the Patek Philippe on Tang Xian's wrist was an authentic product.

"Please do this."

Su Chen led Tang Xian upstairs until the office at the end of the second floor, when Tang Xian saw the middle-aged man standing in front of the door.

Yuan Jie was wearing a casual suit and smiling, standing in front of the office door without rudeness or deliberately lowering his posture.

However, a smile appeared on Tang Xian's face. Although he was not prepared enough, what he wanted to do next was to be fully rational. People hope that the more confused the object they negotiated, the better, but at this moment, what Tang Xian needed was that the smarter Yuan Jie, the better.

"Mr. Yuan, this is Mr. Tang."

Su Chen smiled, and then introduced each other to Yuan Jie and Tang Xian.

"Sister Su... don't be so polite. It's not a feudal society. What a young man or a young man, it makes people get goosebumps."

Tang Xian smiled, and then shook hands with Yuan Jie.

"Please come in."

Yuan Jie opened the office door and then reached out to signal.

Tang Xian was not polite either. He walked into the room and waited for Yuan Jie to sit down before he sat down on the sofa in front of his desk.

Su Chen took two glasses of water in front of the water dispenser in the corner and placed them in front of Yuan Jie and Tang Xian. Then he nodded to the two and left the room.

"What should I call it?"

Yuan Jie leaned forward and pushed the water cup in front of Tang Xian. Then he said with a smile, without any contempt because of Tang Xian's age, which made people feel extremely comfortable.

However, Tang Xian also knew that this was a necessary skill for businessmen. He smiled when he heard this, and then said, "Just call Xiao Tang."

"Haha, I met Mr. Tang for the first time in Xinglong Pavilion last time, so I didn't talk a few more. I'm really sorry. I'm here to come to my house today. I'll be entertained by my brother tonight. Let's get to know each other well."

Yuan Jie smiled heartily, his voice was very contagious, neither slow nor slow. The sound alone could make people feel a kind of trust from the bottom of their hearts. It has to be said that some people are naturally suitable for struggling in the business world.

"This is not a busy time. The main reason is that I took the initiative to come to my house today. I have some ideas to discuss with Mr. Yuan."

Tang Xian said with a smile, and then said, "I'm afraid that Mr. Yuan will feel that I am a little declining, so I'm not going to borrow this outfit..."

Tang Xian did not hide his deliberate dressing at all. Who is Yuan Jie? His eyes were brighter than the eyes of a poisonous snake. No matter how he dressed up, he could still see his actual age.

"Brother Tang was joking."

Yuan Jie waved his hand, and then said curiously: "Brother is here this time, aren't you going to do business with me?"

Since the two sat down, no one talked about Tang Xian's father Tang Li, but Tang Xian knew that the most important reason why Yuan Jie sat down and chatted with him was because of his father.

"Brother Yuan is amazing."

Tang Xian smiled, then took out the plan "1998 Development Plan and Business Focus" from his bag, and then handed it to Yuan Jie.

Because Tang Xian had insufficient hardware conditions, he spent a lot of effort in this plan and analyzed and summarized almost all the possible reasons for the failure of Mingzhu Lighting City in his mind, and put forward no less than five detailed opinions and suggestions on the brand positioning and development strategies of the Lighting City. In addition, even in the entire plan, Tang Xian used his own data to analyze the sales of Binhai Mingzhu Lighting City in the three quarters of 1998. What shocked Yuan Jie was that the results obtained by Tang Xian were actually not much different from the financial statements he received.

Tang Xian's appetite is not bad.

Of course, what is more important is that the value of this equity is floating. If the adjustment strategy is successful, then the value of this 15% equity will be even greater.

Yuan Jie was a little stunned. He had never met such a person in his business in his life, and some top domestic business analysis companies dared not open their mouths so big.

"Don't look at me like that..."

Tang Xian looked at Yuan Jie's stunned look, drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and then said seriously: "I can give you two messages..."

"I know what I'm doing... I also know that it seems a bit amazing to ask for 15% of the equity with this plan, but I'm here today, and the ultimate goal is not this plan..."

Tang Xian raised his wrist and looked at the wrist watch. When he saw Yuan Jie on the opposite side, he didn't pay attention to the Patek Philippe on his wrist, he couldn't help but feel discouraged. It seemed that he was really useless today, and he gave the blind man a glare to see.

"I can give you this plan without any charge."

Tang Xian supported the desk with both hands, then stood up, looked at the mottled light and shadow under the sycamore tree outside the window, and then smiled: "But I still have two more news, I think it should be worth it."

Turning around, Tang Xian looked at Yuan Jie, and his bright eyes were filled with a glitter of confidence, which even made Yuan Jie feel a trance-like illusion. The young man in front of him was not inferior to himself in his heart.

"Mr. Yuan... dare to fight?"
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