Chapter 723 Fork Out

February 4th, the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, was the second day after the roadshow team arrived in Xiangjiang.

In the morning, Fang Zhuo attended the road show warm-up meeting of Bank of China and also communicated with the person in charge from Goldman Sachs. But in general, his role was just a name.

Regarding share reform, marketization, and the transformation from a wholly state-owned company to a commercial joint-stock company, at least from the perspective of shareholder allocation, we are still very serious.

We had dinner at the Bank of China Tower at noon, and in the afternoon Goldman Sachs arranged some necessary training for the mainland team. This was not the first roadshow for Fang Zhuo, so he did not accompany him considering that this time it was also a facial recognition.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Zhuo had just returned to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel after shopping, but he received a piece of bad news from Houston - in the previous game against the Miami Heat, Yao Ming was injured while fighting for a rebound. The initial diagnosis was a sprain of the medial collateral ligament of the knee joint.

The severity of the injury cannot be determined until further diagnosis.

Generally speaking, the healing time for a grade one sprain is 1-2 weeks, for a grade two sprain, 3-6 weeks, and for a grade three sprain, it is likely to be lost for the season.

The Rockets won the championship last season. This season they have maintained a strong championship lineup with good morale. Their record is only second to the Spurs in the Western Conference, but they are currently one game behind.

The Spurs are still very strong this season, and the Pistons and Heat in the Eastern Conference are also not weak. Yao Ming's accidental injury will undoubtedly cast a shadow of uncertainty on the defending sprint this season.

Fang Zhuo was in a bad mood when he heard the news. He immediately contacted the team's general manager and asked to contact the best relevant medical experts in the United States for treatment and to update the team's medical team.

He didn't go upstairs and immediately called Yao Ming himself to inquire about the situation.

Yao Ming was undergoing examination, and his tone sounded very low. This was another head-to-head confrontation with the Sharks. He did not expect to be injured unexpectedly, which is likely to affect the trend of the league this season.

Fang Zhuo warmly comforted that injuries are indeed frustrating, but they are also part of the game. If they really happen, they can only overcome them with all their strength.

After chatting like this, when Fang Zhuo put down his phone, he couldn't help but sigh, hoping that the result would not be the worst.

If it's the second level, we can still make it to the playoffs.

Fang Zhuo pondered for a while on the sofa on the first floor of the hotel, shook his head, got up and prepared to go upstairs.

"Oh yes, Ah Hu, have you contacted Situ?" Fang Zhuo remembered something.

"Mr. Fang, we made an appointment at eight o'clock in the evening." Ahu replied.

Fang Zhuo nodded slightly, and just as he was about to enter the elevator, he suddenly saw a familiar figure at the door of the hotel trying to quickly follow another person. It turned out to be Qiu Ciyun and the target of his visit today, Liang Mengsong.

He went up to him directly.

Following his footsteps, a group of people also gathered around, shocking Liang Mengsong who was walking in a hurry, and stopped unconsciously.

Fang Zhuo turned around and signaled that the security assistants would not have to follow him for now, and then smiled and said: "Hi, Dr. Liang, long time no see."

After such a delay, Qiu Ciyun followed behind. He said nothing, with a helpless wry smile on his face.

Fang Zhuo glanced at it and probably guessed that the communication process was not smooth. It was just that it was not smooth. Why did people come here directly?

Liang Mengsong, dressed in formal attire, reluctantly shook hands with the young CEO and said, "Mr. Fang, I came here today to tell you that I will not leave the Taiwan Press. Please don't waste your time on me in the future."

Fang Zhuo didn't panic and motioned for everyone to sit down.

He pondered for a moment, feeling that since Liang Mengsong was so direct, he didn't have to beat around the bush, and asked: "Dr. Liang, as far as I know, the reporter hired Luo Weiren from Intel and valued him very much. Also, your competitor Sun Yuancheng It shouldn’t be underestimated. Have you ever considered the possibility?”

Liang Mengsong was not surprised that Mr. Fang knew about the reporter's situation. He asked confidently: "Do I need to think about it?"

Jiang Shangyi, the vice president of R&D at Taiwan Records, is about to retire. Judging from the current news, his position will most likely be chosen from Luo Weiren, Sun Yuancheng, and Liang Mengsong.

According to the news and judgment that Fang Zhuo saw, it might be the outsider poached from Intel who landed by air.

"Dr. Liang, I don't understand technology, but I have some experience in business and company operations. Many times, power struggles are not just based on technical capabilities."

“As the old saying goes, before you think about winning, think about losing first.”

"Although Bingxin is far smaller in scale than Taiwan Records, it is thriving under the leadership of Mr. Qiu and Professor Hu, and it is also hungry for talents. Otherwise, I would not have come in a hurry after hearing the news of Dr. Liang's attendance at the Xiangjiang Conference."

"This is the third time I have met you. Bingxin has always been kind to Dr. Liang, and his treatment is comparable to Professor Hu. Please believe in Bingxin and our determination to develop."

Fang Zhuo said eloquently.

However, Liang Mengsong can be described as a person with a "distinctive personality". It was difficult for him to find fault with reasonable words, but he said firmly: "Mr. Fang, you said this is the third time we have met, then I hope this is our Between the last time, I will not leave Taiji.”

He wasn't afraid of offending others, nor was he afraid of being disrespectful. He stood up directly and emphasized one last time: "I won't add ice cores, so don't come to me."

When Fang Zhuo saw Dr. Liang turning around to leave, he also stood up to finish his words.

He pointed at Qiu Ciyun, who had a wry smile on his face, and said directly: "If the Taiwanese reporter can't give you the position of vice president of R&D, I can give you the position of vice president of R&D, or even more. President Qiu, you can become the president in charge of technology if you come here. !”

Qiu Ciyun's face became strange, which was something they had not communicated before.

Liang Mengsong raised his eyebrows, surprised but still unmoved.

Fang Zhuo pointed at Qiu Ciyun again and said, "Dr. Liang, look at Mr. Qiu's expression. He must not approve of my decision and invitation, but it's okay. I can make the decision."

Mr. Fang, thank you!

Qiu Ciyun: "..."

Liang Mengsong shook his head and was still determined: "Mr. Fang, I don't think I need to waste my words."

Fang Zhuo stretched out his right hand.

Liang Mengsong also stretched out his hand because of his attention to him.

Fang Zhuo shook hands and said, "Dr. Liang, look at Mr. Qiu's expression again. He may not approve of my decision, nor do he think I need to pay so much attention to you. So, whether you are on the stage or not, whether you come or not, I hope you can make a more brilliant career."

He let go of his hand and smiled slightly: "It proves my vision."

Liang Mengsong glanced at Qiu Ciyun, then at Mr. Fang, hummed with an ambiguous meaning, and turned away.

Fang Zhuo watched his back disappear from his sight, turned his head and said to Qiu Ciyun on the sofa: "Mr. Qiu, you won't be angry if I say this, right?"

Qiu Ciyun stood up and shook his head: "How could it be, I messed it up."

"It can be used as a good topic of conversation for some time in the future." Fang Zhuo smiled.

Qiu Ciyun sighed: "Mr. Fang, your mood is not affected?"

Fang Zhuo still smiled and said: "No, I am in a bad mood, but what can I do? Liang Mengsong's personality, well, if we can't reach an agreement today, we can't reach an agreement. If he really wants to leave the station, then it is definitely not our invitation that drives him, but the changes within the station. Let's see."

Qiu Ciyun nodded solemnly, intending to go up and talk about today's situation in detail.

They got on the elevator together.

Just as the elevator door was about to close, a middle-aged man hurried in.

He didn't press the floor number, but said to Fang Zhuo directly: "Mr. Fang, I'm very happy to meet you. I am Chen Zhencong, a well-known Feng Shui master in Hong Kong."

The elevator has gone up to the second floor.

Fang Zhuo stretched out his hand and pressed "4" without saying anything.

Hearing the bad news about Yao Ming's injury today, and being directly and firmly rejected by Liang Mengsong, he was in a bad mood just like what he said to Qiu Ciyun. He had no mood to deal with the customs and feng shui of Hong Kong.

The elevator went up to the fourth floor.

Fang Zhuo said lightly: "Get out, get out."

The two security assistants directly pulled Chen Zhencong, who was a little embarrassed because he didn't get a response.

"Hey, Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang, I don't have any other intentions..." Chen Zhencong shouted from outside.

The elevator door closed again, blocking the sound.

Qiu Ciyun knew that Mr. Fang was in a bad mood.

Fang Zhuo turned his head to his secretary Yu Hai and snapped his fingers, saying concisely: "Zhou."

Yu Hai nodded and replied forcefully: "Understood!"

He suddenly realized that Zhou Xin might become the biggest winner of Mr. Fang's trip to Hong Kong.