Chapter 186: Journey to Pudong

A few days after the end of the winter vacation, Feng Yiping left for Shanghai with his father. Feng Yuxuan fell ill again and wanted to see a big city that he had only seen in TV and movies. I'm on vacation, I'm going too!"

No way, in China, apart from my hometown, there are at least two cities that have a halo in most people's minds. First of all, the capital is of course, and secondly, it must be the second big city in everyone's mind, especially In the era of planned economy, everything produced in Shanghai can be said to be the guarantee of the brand in all aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

In the 1970s and 1980s, when people in the city got married, the three most fashionable items were bicycles, sewing machines, and watches. Shanghai brand watches, Phoenix or permanent brand bicycles, butterfly or bee brand sewing machines were the dreams of many brides-to-be. in the first choice.

For Feng Yiping and the others, the deepest impression is the white rabbit toffee when he was a child, and the pull-back shoes after school. When I was young, I could have a big white rabbit toffee to eat, which was much happier than the silky smooth chocolate later on. After school, if I could have a pair of white pull-back shoes, when I went to the street, I would definitely be more happy than later. Nike Adidas has pie.

In short, Shanghai is to them, the ordinary people from the countryside, just like New York is to Shanghainese.

However, at the end of the year, when business is good and there are many things to do, Feng Yiping would have wanted to go with his uncle if Cai Hong hadn't reacted too strongly. Now that his father is leaving with him, how could Feng Yuxuan leave.

For the whole year, Feng Yuxuan has worked really hard, and her parents didn't want to hurt her, so they comforted her, "I'm not going to play this time, I have business to do. Next year, I will give you a holiday and let you Have fun."

"What are you going to do, earn more money, buy a house there next year, transfer your household registration there, and turn yourself into a Shanghainese, wouldn't it be good?" Feng Yiping always spoke loudly.

After dozens of hours of ups and downs, Feng Zhenchang took Feng Yiping to the destination. It was still dark at this time, and the two of them wandered around Nanjing Road for a long time, and finally found a cheap hotel in an alley.

He didn't have a serious meal on the train, and his son was with him again. Feng Zhenchang found a restaurant and cooked a few dishes. Although he was not used to the sweet taste, there was still nothing left.

Feng Zhenchang can be regarded as a city man now, but when Feng Yiping took him to the Bund, he was still deeply shocked, "How high is that!" He looked up at the TV tower opposite.

"More than 460 meters," Feng Yiping answered him.

"Tsk tsk, that's not about a mile away."

"When things are done tomorrow, let's go up and have fun. There is a special sightseeing floor."

"Really? That's okay." For Feng Zhenchang, who has been staying in the countryside for decades, these skyscrapers are more attractive to him than the natural landscape.

At 9:00 a.m. the next day, the Shanghai Representative Office of Davis Stremaine Law Firm, located on West Nanjing Road, welcomed two guests. Glance around.

"Hello! How can I help you?" the front desk lady asked Feng Zhenchang.

"Intellectual property rights." Feng Zhenchang stumbled out this awkward term in Mandarin with local characteristics.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No, is it because I can't see a lawyer without an appointment? Then we won't waste time here." Feng Yiping took over.

Thanks to the WTO negotiations, since last year, the Ministry of Justice has limited the liberalization of the legal market, allowing qualified foreign law firms to open offices in China, but there are not many businesses that can be engaged in.

For example, the law stipulates that these offices cannot represent China's legal affairs. For lawsuits, it cannot directly deal with relevant authorities, but must entrust domestic law firms to handle them.

At the same time, these offices are not allowed to hire Chinese lawyers, and the assistants they hire are not allowed to provide legal services for the clients. They have not yet found so many workarounds, so the business is absolutely mediocre.

Besides, making an appointment for Shenma sounds like a very high-end, but does it conform to China's current national conditions?

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I mainly asked if you have any familiar lawyers. This way please!"

After sitting in the upstairs reception room for a while, Feng Yiping hadn’t finished his cup of coffee when a tall white foreigner in his forties walked in wearing a dark blue suit and shook hands with Feng Zhenchang in a very weird way. accent, "Hi, I'm Smith."

At this time, a Chinese girl in a gray professional suit flashed out from behind the foreigner. Smith was too tall and strong, and completely blocked her just now. "Hello, my name is Fan, and I am Mr. Smith's translator."

"Hi, I'm Feng Yiping, and this is my father Feng Zhenchang."

The next conversation was entirely conducted by Feng Yiping, but this time with his father by his side, he had a lot of confidence, and Feng Zhenchang didn't feel left out. He was very proud to see his son talking in front of the old man.

It took more than half an hour for Feng Yiping to introduce his two proposals to Smith, but the communication was not smooth, mainly because some proper nouns in the proposals made Translator Fan a little embarrassed.

After listening to Smith, he talked for a long time and translated it to confirm whether the two plans were original to him. Feng Yiping answered them affirmatively. Although Smith was a little surprised, he was not as surprised as Du Cheng from Dacheng Law Firm. Like a lawyer, Feng Yiping still likes the habit of foreigners respecting privacy when asked why he can make such a plan.

The second question is whether such a "show" is acceptable.

Feng Yiping had prepared this question a long time ago. He used his not-so-standard spoken language and read it to the other party on paper. Sure enough, it was just like what was said in the movie "Chinese Partner". It's the one who listens that suffers.

Smith took the paper with a smile. What Feng Yiping said had only three meanings. First, reality shows are the inevitable trend of mass media and TV media; second, many TV companies in your country have already done a lot of useful things in this regard. Try; third, the commercial value of the two sub-plans should be judged by professional TV practitioners.

Feng Yiping asked through an interpreter, "If there was such a program on TV, would you participate? Would you watch it?"

Smith laughed out loud when he heard it. If there is such a program as Extreme Speed, even if he can't participate, as long as the editing effect is not too bad, he will definitely watch it. For TV programs, the most important thing is the ratings. As long as the ratings When the rate goes up, it’s easy to say anything.

On behalf of the office, he will continue the entrustment, but the signing of the official documents will have to wait until the two proposals are translated into English.

On the third day, Feng Yiping and the others received a call, and Feng Zhenchang signed a formal entrustment agreement with them. The chief representative of the office, a foreigner with a Chinese name named Cai was also present, and said with a smile that they I am confident to fight for a higher transfer fee for Feng Yiping and the others.

Before leaving, Feng Yiping left a piece of paper, and Translator Fan helped him post a post on the BBS of various colleges and universities. Seeing that he was looking for software design personnel for such a small favor, Translator Fan naturally agreed.

Seeing that things were going well, Feng Zhenchang brought Feng Yiping to the Oriental Pearl Tower. They had been here yesterday, but Feng Zhenchang was a little bit hesitant when he saw the price. Today is different. His son seems to be earning American money. It doesn't matter if you spend a hundred and eighty.

This time it was Feng Yiping who stopped. At the ticket office, he handed the camera to his father, "Dad, go up, I'm a little scared!"

He is really afraid of heights, and it’s okay to fly, only the small window can see the outside. In such a glass-walled observation tower, his whole body is not good.

Ps: There seem to be very few monthly passes today.