King of Industry

  Chapter 525 Laomei’s Cultural Export

   and Qi Meiyun walked slowly on the road, listening to her complaints about work, Zhao Guoyang didn't say much to comfort him, but listened carefully.

  Zhao Guoyang's approach is undoubtedly more sincere than those who don't know what's going on, and comfort them indiscriminately, which makes Qi Meiyun's favorability for him rise a little bit.

   "Guoyang, do you think that after the reform and opening up, our country's state-owned enterprises have lost their competitiveness?" Qi Meiyun seemed to be a little melancholy.

After hearing this, Zhao Guoyang shook his head slowly: "This statement is not accurate. In fact, it is just the opposite. I think it is the closure before the reform and development that made our state-owned enterprises lose their vitality and courage to move forward. The employees lost their due aggressiveness and pioneering spirit..."

   "Uh...Guoyang, your point of view is a bit novel!" Qi Meiyun raised her brows and said in astonishment.

  Zhao Guoyang tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said: "Meiyun, I don't know much about the current situation of your company, so it's hard for me to comment."

   "But there is one thing I am sure of. The country and the SJ city government can't just sit idly by a state-owned enterprise as big as yours. They will definitely come up with effective methods to change the general situation that textile companies are struggling."

  Qi Meiyun glanced at Zhao Guoyang in disbelief, not understanding why he had such confidence.

  In fact, the reason why Zhao Guoyang knew that the country would give great support to the textile industry was also due to the industrial symposium held in Jiangnan Province last time.

  At that meeting, Wei Xinfang, director of the Jiangnan Provincial Textile Bureau, made a report.

  In the report, although Wei Xinfang did not give details, but with Zhao Guoyang's sensitivity to this kind of information, he can of course infer that the state must have some support plans for the textile industry.

   Now because of the discouragement of his old classmates, Zhao Guoyang made his deduction come out.

  To be honest, Qi Meiyun felt that Zhao Guoyang's judgment was unrealistic.

  But with Zhao Guoyang's extremely serious expression here, she was a little confused again.

Looking up and seeing her dubious expression, Zhao Guoyang smiled and said: "Old classmate, I know you may not believe what I said, but in the current situation, since you can't come up with anything, why don't you just listen to me?" One sentence is fine."

   “Sometimes, patience is also a way to get opportunities…”

  Seeing the calm smile on Zhao Guoyang's face, Qi Meiyun nodded subconsciously.

  When Zhao Guoyang drove Qi Meiyun to the downstairs of the dormitory, her emotions had already recovered from the slight loss and returned to normal.

  Qi Meiyun has always been a very cheerful girl who can often bring positive energy to people, which is also what makes her likable.

  Getting off the co-pilot seat, Qi Meiyun went around to Zhao Guoyang's side, waved with him and smiled, "Then, Guoyang, I'll go back to the dormitory first! I'm very happy today, thank you!"

  Looking at Qi Meiyun's sweet smile, Zhao Guoyang joked: "Old squad leader, why are you being polite to me! Speaking of which, I should thank you for giving me a chance to know about SJ City and the Old Town God's Temple!"

  Qi Meiyun pursed her lips and smiled, and waved goodbye to Zhao Guoyang.

  Zhao Guoyang nodded to her, closed the window, stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly drove away from the dormitory.

  Watching the car disappear into the night, Qi Meiyun sighed and was about to go upstairs.

  As soon as she turned around, a petite figure rushed forward and put an arm around her waist.

   "Hee hee, sister Meiyun, have you caught me on a date?" The petite figure said with a giggle.

  Qi Meiyun was taken aback by this figure. Just as she was about to make a move, she saw the slightly chubby face of the other person.

   "Xiaochen, what are you doing, you want to scare me to death!" Qi Meiyun gave the girl a hygienic look.

  Yan Xiaochen, Qi Meiyun's roommate, is six months younger than her and joined the company in the same year.

After Yan Xiaochen was pushed away by Qi Meiyun, she still clung to her and said, "Sister Meiyun, who was that person just now, tell me quickly! I looked at it from a distance, and he seemed quite handsome and handsome. Well! And driving, is he the driver?"

   "Go, go, don't gossip about these things. Those are my high school classmates who are on a business trip in SJ!" Qi Meiyun patted the girl and said.

   "Hey, aren't classmates the easiest to spark?" Yan Xiaochen said winkingly.

  Qi Meiyun is thinking about what she just talked to Zhao Guoyang at the moment, so naturally she has no time to talk to this weird girl.

Seeing Qi Meiyun go upstairs, Yan Xiaochen pouted and said to herself: "Huh, sister Meiyun, if you don't tell me, I won't know? Turn around, I'll go and tell you about your boyfriend's situation." Check it out..."

  After Qi Meiyun and the others drove out of the dormitory of SJ Textile Group Co., Ltd., Zhao Guoyang drove the car and turned to the avenue towards Pudong.

  While driving the car, Zhao Guoyang called Zhang Yufang and told her that he would spend the night in the company today.

  Originally, Zhao Guoyang planned to live with the SMS company.

  After all, Mr. Ji is here, so I definitely want to accompany this industry tycoon, plus living with the students, it will be more convenient when discussing design plans.

  But unfortunately, the guest house at the SMS company is under overall maintenance. Not only Zhao Guoyang can't live there, but even Mr. Ji and his party can only live in a hotel next to the company.

  At this moment, because of the distance, Zhao Guoyang thought about it, and didn't go back to stay in the hotel, but thought about going to "Xingtai International Foreign Trade Company" to deal with it overnight.

  Speaking of which, except for the office on the top floor of "Xingtai International Foreign Trade Company", the ninth and tenth floors have been converted into staff dormitories.

  In addition to Wang Zecheng, Xie Yiman, his cousin Zhao Qian, teacher Zhang Yufang has also moved here from his faculty dormitory.

  Of course, Xiao Ruoyu, his "glasses girl", and several other employees also live here.

  At this moment, Zhao Guoyang called Teacher Zhang Yufang and asked her to help clean up a room as soon as possible. It was not a complicated matter.

   Sure enough, after Zhao Guoyang talked to Teacher Zhang, she agreed with all her heart.

  In a vague way, Zhao Guoyang seemed to have heard the cheers of Xie Yiman and his cousin Zhao Qian.

   "Damn, can't you? Xie Yiman and the rest are still up?"

  After putting down the phone, Zhao Guoyang raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

  In the 1990s, at this point in time, most people must have already fallen asleep.

  Even if it is a big city like SJ City, there will be no difference.

  But now it seems that my understanding of this matter is a bit biased, as if Wang Zecheng and Xie Yiman, two "returnees" night owls, have been overlooked.

   After thinking for a while, Zhao Guoyang patted his forehead and said to himself: "I forgot that the two of them came back from the United States, and they have the habit of going to bed late."

   "It's just that the influence of these two guys is really quite big, and they have influenced all the big guys?"

   After complaining about Xie Yiman and Wang Zecheng, Zhao Guoyang parked the car at the entrance of a "KFC".

  No way, since a group of "night owls" haven't fallen asleep yet, my boss naturally wants to bring them some supper.

  Since the first KFC restaurant in China officially opened in the bustling area of ​​Qianmen in Beijing five years ago, this fast food from the United States has quickly occupied the market of urban young people.

  In that era, as soon as this KFC in Beijing opened, it set a record for the highest turnover of a single store in a single day—sold a full 300,000 yuan.

What concept is this? It is not an exaggeration to say it is a miracle.

  In that era, the monthly turnover of the Beijing Hotel would be nothing more than that.

  Through KFC, let the whole world know about the rise of China, a great eastern country.

  The first KFC in SJ City opened in Dongfeng Hotel, which is the one Zhao Guoyang rushed to right now.

   Zhao Guoyang has been criticizing Laomei’s cultural export around the world, with some admiration.

   "KFC" and "McDonald's", as the two signature products of the United States, have indeed played a very important role in their cultural output.

  After entering this small chain store, Zhao Guoyang went straight to the counter.

  In the early 1990s, KFC had very few options to choose from, and the portion of a set meal was not much, that is, two chicken nuggets and mashed potatoes.

  Of course, the price is not particularly high, the cost of a package is only 20 yuan.

  For families with a monthly income of less than 200 yuan in this era, this is not cheap but still affordable, but it can only be eaten early, not often.

  Since he decided to treat his employees to a good meal, Zhao Guoyang naturally bought enough.

   After a little calculation, there are almost twelve or three people in the company including myself, and this does not include the new students recruited by Zhang Yufang from the school recently.

  So, Zhao Guoyang said directly to the waitress at the counter: "Please pack me fifteen sets of meals."

   "Fifteen copies?" Hearing this number, the young waiter with some freckles was stunned.

  In the early 1990s, there were too few customers who could buy more than ten packages at one time. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as rare.

  Compared to the time when Zhao Guoyang lived in his previous life, KFC's current consumption is really quite high.

   Seeing the waiter slightly dazed, Zhao Guoyang coughed lightly and repeated his words again.

   While speaking, Zhao Guoyang took out three hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and handed them to the other party.

  It wasn't until this time that the waiter realized it, and said "Ah" quickly: "Sir, please wait a moment, we will prepare it for you!"

  (end of this chapter)