Chapter 432: Many Hands Make Light Work

December 24, Christmas Eve in the Western world.

Because he was in New York and had friends in China, Fang Zhuo held a small banquet at the landmark Time Warner Center in the city, with the trio of welcoming + listing + holiday ceremony.

The location of the banquet can have a panoramic view of the scenery of this area, and it is also facing the tall large billboard - that is where President Fang will appear. At 11 o'clock in the evening, the last hour of Christmas Eve lasts until New Year's Day, and the advertisements have been bought by Yike.

Of course, there will not only be photos of Yike's president's refined photos, but also some comments on Yike by Wall Street, interviews with President Fang by various media, and Yike's own business plans.

Speaking of which, this is not much different from the nature of the small advertisements on street poles. That is to ask for a child with a large sum of money, and this is to ask for a large sum of money.

The listing time of Yike has been officially confirmed. It will be listed on NASDAQ on January 2, 2004 with the stock code YIKE, becoming the first company from mainland China to be listed in the United States this year.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the small banquet that was scheduled was quickly expanded.

The Time Warner Center was just opened on a large scale this year, and Deutsche Bank's headquarters in the United States had moved here not long ago. When they heard that their partners were holding a cocktail party, they naturally wanted to join in the fun.

In addition, Fang Zhuo also had an attitude that his employees could come whenever they wanted, so the scale of the party quickly increased and the cocktail party quickly became lively.

Yike, MIGA, PL, Deutsche Bank, Anliang...

Employees, partners, and new-age financial managers in Chinatown, everyone drank and chatted lively, spending Christmas Eve in New York together.

It was under such circumstances that Ni Runfeng met the energetic Mr. Fang.

The high-rise buildings outside were lined up one after another, and the atmosphere of the banquet was noisy and happy.

The neon lights of the city on Christmas Eve were dazzling, and the performances in the center of the stage caused cheers from time to time.

When Ni Runfeng saw Fang Zhuo, he felt that Mr. Fang under the lights was really covered with a halo.

"Mr. Ni, come here, let me introduce you. This is Buckhouse, the vice president of Deutsche Bank." Fang Zhuo waited for his domestic friend to come and introduced him to him in English with a smile, "This is Jennifer, the senior vice president of IDG America."

"Buckhouse, Jennifer, this is Ni Runfeng, the chairman of Changhong, the most famous TV brand in our country."

Ni Runfeng didn't understand English and left the translator in the middle of the cocktail party. He thought he was just here to meet, but he didn't expect this to happen.

His smile was a little hasty and awkward, and he could only shake hands with the two foreigners in a friendly manner.

Even though the lights were flickering, Fang Zhuo keenly noticed the look of old Ni and quickly guessed the reason.

He chatted with Deutsche Bank and IDG for a few words, and euphemistically expressed that he wanted to talk to domestic friends about something, and the two of them walked away tactfully.

"Mr. Ni, it's a bit noisy here, sit by the window." Fang Zhuo changed a glass of wine, handed another glass to Ni Runfeng, and asked him to walk to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Ni Runfeng is now in a desperate situation, because he was deeply touched by Mr. Fang's consideration for him who didn't know English. He wanted to sigh but held back, and walked to a small table slightly away from the lively party.

"What's the matter, Old Ni? Why did you go to the United States in person to go through some legal procedures?" Fang Zhuo changed the address in a private occasion, clinked glasses with the old entrepreneur, and asked about the situation, "I just returned to New York today, and I have been busy until now, and I haven't asked Martin. Hey, Old Ni, is your communication with the lawyer going smoothly?"

Ni Runfeng took a sip of wine and smiled, "It's going smoothly. Thank you, Mr. Fang. I came to New York to discuss important business cooperation, and by the way, I'm urging the dealers to pay their debts."

Fang Zhuo frowned, "Old Ni, why are you still hiding it? This is New York, I can't hurt you sitting here, tell the truth."

Ni Runfeng was stunned, looking at Mr. Fang's sincere eyes, tears almost fell.

In this foreign country, foreigners are celebrating the holidays together, Yike is going public, but I am the only one who has fallen into such a situation.

He let out a long sigh and said, "Mr. Fang, Changhong is in trouble. The issue of this American distributor has a great impact."

Fang Zhuo frowned, "Old Ni, why is it so?"

Ni Runfeng was thinking after hearing this.

After a long time, he sighed, "I don't have Li Dongsheng's good luck. I have had conflicts with some people on the road to developing Changhong. Now, I am really worried about the future of the company."

Li Dongsheng is the president who successfully took control of TCL. He has similar business, similar intentions and different endings as Ni Runfeng.

"Old Ni, although we don't communicate much, I, Fang Zhuo, really admire you. You are the kind of doer I admire." Fang Zhuo heard the unexpected answer and pondered for a moment, "If you need any help, just ask."

Ni Runfeng drank half a glass of wine directly, and then showed the bottom of the glass: "Mr. Fang, it's all in the wine."

Fang Zhuo was about to speak with a smile, when he suddenly saw Yu Hong coming over from the other side and Xiong Xiaoge behind her.

Oh, Old Xiong is here.

Xiong Xiaoge, the president from IDG Huaxia who wanted to sever ties with him and not talk about personal matters but only business matters, has arrived.

"Old Ni, let me introduce you to a friend. I don't know if you know him, Xiong Xiaoge from IDG." Fang Zhuo said to Ni Runfeng, stood up to greet him, and took a new glass to pour wine.

When Xiong Xiaoge came closer, Fang Zhuo handed over the wine glass without any greetings, and asked with a smile: "Is it Mr. Xiong or Lao Xiong who came today? Are you here to talk to me about business or feelings?"

Xiong Xiaoge smiled, took the wine glass directly, tilted his head back to drink a glass of wine, and then showed the bottom of the glass: "Mr. Fang, it's all in the wine."

Ni Runfeng:?

Fang Zhuo held back his laughter and introduced sideways: "Mr. Ni Runfeng from Changhong, this is Mr. Xiong Xiaoge from IDG."

Ni Runfeng shook hands awkwardly and greeted him as if he had heard of his name for a long time.

Xiong Xiaoge was very surprised to see the head of Changhong here. After warmly exchanging pleasantries, he sat at the table and first poured wine into Mr. Fang's glass, then Mr. Ni, then Mr. Yi Keyu, and finally himself.

"I was so happy on the way here. Yike is finally going to be listed. It's not easy." Xiong Xiaoge sighed from the bottom of his heart, "I have to toast Mr. Fang and Mr. Yu with this glass of wine. I am also happy to meet Mr. Ni, an entrepreneur. We investors admire you as doers."

Fang Zhuo:?

Ni Runfeng:?

Yu Hong raised her glass first without noticing anything unusual, and then Fang Zhuo and Ni Runfeng followed suit.

One glass of wine passed.

However, the more lively the atmosphere was, the more uncomfortable Ni Runfeng felt. He sighed again: "I am not a practical man. If it weren't for Mr. Fang's help, I might not even be able to find the right lawyer when I encountered a problem this time."

He raised his glass again, thanking you and feeling distressed: "Mr. Fang, I toast to you. I still say the same thing, thank you."

Fang Zhuo waved his hand: "Old Ni, if you want to treat me as a friend, don't say such things. Let's be casual today and don't drink alone."

He pretended to be displeased and reprimanded: "If there is a problem, solve it. Why are you so depressed? Tell me what problem you want to solve. Even if you can't solve it, Mr. Xiong is here, I am here, and everyone can help!"

Xiong Xiaoge looked at this scene in surprise. What's the matter? What's the situation between Mr. Ni's grateful look and Mr. Fang's bad attitude?