The writing desk with an area of ​​less than two square meters and no baffle was quickly divided into two.

Zheng Xuehong sat down with a big golden knife, and a work card with the title of "Director" hung on his chest. It looked more formal than a regular company. At least no company's employees in the writing room they were in had a work card.

As for Song Weiyang and Chen Tao, they temporarily found an empty table.

"Print 100 copies of the letter first, and send all the express delivery this afternoon." Song Weiyang added the address of the office to the manuscript he had written long ago, and also gave a special note: The staff of this office will go to Hong Kong City for a meeting every Monday morning, and the office hours are Monday afternoon to Saturday.

There is no way, the boss of the deskmate comes every Monday morning, so Song Weiyang can only give up that half a day.

Chen Tao immediately picked up the documents and left. She was very busy at work today.

The person who was playing the table with them was Deng Xinhua, and his eyes kept staring at Chen Tao, and he took it back when the person disappeared. He asked curiously: "Director Liu, what is your China Private Enterprise Development Promotion Association for?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "You have already read it all, to promote the development of private enterprises."

"Government agency?" Deng Xinhua said in confusion, "It's not right. If you were a government agency, you wouldn't be too poor to compete with me."

Zheng Xuehong picked up the porcelain teacup, slowly used the lid to squint the foam, and looked like a leader and smiled and said, "Have you heard of China Merchants Group?"

"I only know that there is an Industrial and Commercial Bureau. Is your bureau specialized in recruiting investment? What level is it?" Deng Xinhua asked.

"I don't learn and ignorant!" Zheng Xuehong said despised, "China Merchants Group is a central enterprise. It was founded by Li Hongzhang in the late Qing Dynasty. It has been more than 100 years. China Merchants Bank is a subsidiary of our China Merchants Group."

Deng Xinhua was in awe and immediately said, "I have heard of China Merchants Bank."

Zheng Xuehong fooled: "In order to promote the development of private enterprises in China, our bureau has established a new association. The headquarters is located in Hong Kong City, the North China Branch is located in Beijing City, and the South China Branch was originally located in Shenzhen City, but was robbed by the bastards of Sheng Hai. There is no way, Shenzhen City can only set up an office temporarily, and my office director even rents the office location himself. Do you think I am unlucky?"

"Does the China Merchants Association not provide funds?" Deng Xinhua asked.

"I didn't give much, I have to save some flowers." Zheng Xuehong said.

Deng Xinhua said: "How can you help private enterprises without money?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "We focus on consulting services. To put it bluntly, we are helping private enterprises understand domestic policies, learn foreign news, help private enterprises formulate management systems, and give ideas to those private enterprises in trouble."

"Oh, I understand," Deng Xinhua said happily, "Then you can come up with ideas for our company."

Zheng Xuehong shook his head and said, "No, you are a bag company. You make money by reselling state-owned enterprise products. It is not within the scope of our association's assistance."

"The bag company is also a private enterprise." Deng Xinhua said.

"Hehe." Zheng Xuehong smiled without saying a word.

...

Three days later, a county town in central Guangdong.

Yuan Weidong inspected the factory workshop as usual, criticized and punished a lazy worker, and then returned to the factory director's office with a stomach full of depression.

Ten years ago, Yuan Weidong was just a small workshop director, and his soda plant was in a lot of debt. Just when a factory-wide employee meeting was held, Yuan Weidong suddenly stood up and issued a military order, claiming that as long as he was replaced as the factory director, if he did not turn losses into profits within a year, he would request that all positions inside and outside the party be removed.

The former factory manager Ru Wen Xianyin immediately applied to transfer to other units and handed over the soda plant to Yuan Weidonglai to manage.

Yuan Weidong had no unique secret, so he simply formulated some employee regulations, such as not being allowed to urinate and defecate anywhere in the factory, strictly prohibiting laughter and striking during work, strictly prohibiting workers from being late and leaving early, strictly prohibiting bringing products home, etc. A year later, the soda plant not only exceeded the national task, but also occupied the local beverage market.

Now the soda plant has become a famous large enterprise far and wide, and has been renamed "Taihe Beverage Co., Ltd.", and its products have been added to six categories: ice cream, ice cream, soda, popsicle, orange juice, and champagne.

However, with the invasion of foreign beverages, the increase in domestic beverages, and the competition for counterfeit beverages, Yuan Weidong's company quickly fell into trouble. He only knew that business was not easy, but he didn't know how to turn the situation around. He spent more than two million to advertise and had little effect.

"Manager, factory director..." Lao Li, director of the factory office, suddenly rushed in, so panicked that he even forgot to knock on the door.

Yuan Weidong frowned and said, "So what's wrong?"

Lao Li said excitedly: "Maintain, good news! The soda produced by our factory won the first 'Asian Pacific Rim International Beverage Fair Gold Award'! Take a look, this is a express delivery from the Special Administrative Region."

"What kind of exhibitions in Asia Pacific? We didn't go to the exhibition for soda." Yuan Weidong said in a daze.

Lao Li said: "It is an organization called the 'China Private Enterprise Development Promotion Association', which helps us participate in the exhibition. You can take a look."

The envelope is thick and contains more than 20 pieces of paper. The postage for such a weight is several dollars.

The top layer is a print letter:

"Zhi Taihe Beverage Co., Ltd. (This is handwritten): In order to promote the development and growth of state-owned beverage brands, in May this year, we brought more than 300 beverages across the country to participate in the first 'Asian Pacific Rim International Beverage Fair' held in Melbourne, Australia... With unanimous recognition from judges from more than 30 countries around the world, your company's beverages have passed the testimonials and won the gold medal... Please send specialists to Shenzhen xx with relevant certificates and 50,000 yuan in activity funds to collect trophys, medals and award certificates. - Shenzhen City Office of the South China Branch of the China Private Enterprise Development Promotion Association."

Yuan Weidong's emotions were full of twists and turns. At first, he was very happy, but when he saw that he had to pay 50,000 yuan, he immediately said to Lao Li: "This is a liar."

"Manager, please take a look at other information." Old Li reminded.

In addition to the print letter, there are relevant information from the China Private Enterprise Development Promotion Association and detailed introduction of the Asian Pacific Rim International Beverage Fair - these documents are both in Chinese and English. There are even the event process and list of winners of this exhibition. Drinks from Japan, South Korea, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Philippines, Xin, Malaysia and other regions are among them, while the winning beverages in mainland China are only Jianlibao and Yuan Weidong's soda.

Lao Li directly took out the last piece of paper: "Seem Manager, look, this is a photo copy of our award certificate. It is all in English, how beautiful it is, how could it be fake?"

It is indeed beautiful and formal. Song Weiyang even designed a logo for the so-called "Asian Pacific Rim International Beverage Fair".

Looking at the densely packed English on the information and carefully reading the content of the Chinese version, Yuan Weidong finally began to be confused and muttered: "Did we really win the award?"

"It's still an international award, bringing glory to the country!" Old Li said excitedly, "Maintain, send me to Shenzhen City and promise to get the trophy from our factory back."

"But it's not right, you have to pay 50,000 yuan." Yuan Weidong said.

Lao Li explained: "Their documents state that their association is semi-official and bears its own profits and losses. It is so expensive to go abroad to participate in exhibitions. We can't make people go in vain. Besides, when we get the prize back and find a TV station and newspaper to promote it, our factory's soda will be in the limelight. Isn't it better to spend tens of thousands of yuan on advertising?"
Chapter completed!