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Chapter 61 Meeting

To be honest, Feng Yiping's little heart was also a little "flying" in this foreign land famous for its openness, but even so, Feng Yiping didn't take a look at Barbara, who was so hot and had a hook in his eyes.

He is not as short-sighted as he is doing nonsense in the company, and rabbits don’t eat grass by their nests.

In addition, he really doesn't look at it much. I'll go, Barbara, an American girl who grew up drinking milk and eating butter steak, has a fierce chest. He is worried that if he takes a look at it for the first time, he will not be able to help but take a look at it for the second time.

The company here adheres to the glorious tradition of the American IT industry. Few people in the company wear formal clothes, office areas and leisure areas, and the distinction between office areas and leisure areas is not very clear, and few people's desks are neatly arranged.

However, in domestic IT companies, when they see office environments like this they learn or learn from, they always feel a little inconsistent, as if they always lack something. Feng Yiping has found the reason now.

Mainly people are different.

The people working here are very consistent with this environment, while those college students in China who have studied five lectures, four beauties and three loves since childhood have completely different working habits from these Americans.

Just like the American automobile industry, it is impossible to learn Japanese production methods, because Japanese industrial workers imprint discipline in their bones, and domestic IT companies employees cannot learn from the old American coders in the company, and the freedom and silence in their bones are not particular.

For example, Feng Yiping felt that if he was lying on such a soft sofa, he would probably meet Mr. Zhou immediately, but the guy in front of him was lying on it, holding a computer, writing codes very selflessly. He didn't even look at this boss who was rare to come once.

Yes, they are all very selfish at work and no one is born.

I visited the three small buildings belonging to the company briefly and finally came to Mike's office, which is suitable for Feng Yiping's aesthetic. It is very simple and neat.

"Do I need to gather everyone together and have a meeting?" Mike asked.

He originally wanted to do this directly, but after seeing Feng Yiping's previous behavior, he was a little unsure.

"No, after get off work, let's arrange a simple party in the company. I'll get to know you all,"

"Okay. I'll make arrangements now," Mike was very tactful and did not ask about the specifications. With the character of this little boss, the company paid for the party to organize. He said it was simple, so just prepare some snacks and some wine.

Seeing that it was around 7 a.m. in China, Feng Yiping quickly started calling. "Yiping, have you arrived?" The one who answered the phone at home was his mother. There was a sense of worry in his voice.

"It's been a few hours since Mom, I'm pretty good. Where are you? Have you eaten breakfast?"

"Is your side going well? Are you in the company? Are you cold? Are you wearing enough clothes and eating? "Are you used to eating?" Mei Qiuping said, there were a lot of questions.

No matter when, what she cares about is always smooth or not. She doesn't wear warm clothes and doesn't get used to eating.

"Everything went well. I'm in the company now, which is warmer than the capital. As for eating, it's easier. There are many Chinese people here and many authentic Chinese restaurants."

"That's good. You wait a moment and say a few words to your dad," she put down the phone and shouted there, "Feng Laosan, come and answer your son's phone number,"

She didn't know the international long-distance charges, otherwise she would definitely hang up the phone.

Huang Jingping seemed to be still in the quilt, but when she heard his voice, she immediately became energetic. After caring about the same concern as Mei Qiuping, the point she asked was, "Have you ever met a beautiful and good-looking American girl?"

Feng Yiping immediately flashed into the company and saw the girl with a fierce chest, but said, "I think I'm going to see it, but I haven't met any one,"

Barbara and the others who received the company's email notification walked into the bathroom to make up their makeup, and they found that there were not enough mirrors. Girls came in to make up their makeup. She also found that these female employees in the company were dressed very beautifully today.

However, their preparations were almost done for the blind man to see. At the meeting, Feng Yiping just introduced himself concisely, thanking everyone for their hard work, welcome everyone to visit China, and then holding the cups, the supervisors stayed together, and they didn't communicate with them, the female employees at all.

Most of the disappointed girls, most of whom were dancing with music, asked two dance partners to dance. Barbara was a little unwilling to accept it, and calmed down and walked towards the crowd with a smile. Unexpectedly, before she got close, a guy wearing a thick knitted sweater, holding a wine glass, and staggering his steps, rushed in first.

He might not be able to say Feng Yiping's Chinese name, so he simply didn't call it, and asked directly, "Did you really write "Blue Ocean Strategy"?"

Feng Yiping smiled and didn't say anything, so there was no need to answer his question.

Mike frowned, "Frank, you're drunk," several people next to him were about to lift him away, but this guy was quite big and couldn't move at once.

"You have also written many examples of Chinese companies in the book," Yes, unlike the original author's examples of European and American companies, Feng Yiping has written many examples of domestic companies in the book, and of course, it is also good to mention.

"Since there are so many Chinese companies that are already applying the blue ocean strategy, why is China's economy still so bad?"

"Frank, right? You asked this question well. After all, there are a few Chinese companies that have applied the blue ocean strategy before. Most of them do this out of instinct, not systematically. As for China's economy, I believe that as long as you look at the annual growth rate, you won't think so,"

He originally wanted to say directly and arrogantly that in more than ten years, your food, clothing, housing and transportation, in all aspects, are inseparable from China's manufacturing. Your country is always asking our country to borrow money, but considering that although the employees present are employees of their own company, they are all Americans, it seems inappropriate to say this, so he has to give up.

"Let's go now and go to Fisherman's Wharf. This is the time to eat Dungeres crabs," Mike suggested.

"Okay," Fisherman's Wharf seems to be a very lively place, and this so-called Dengjies crab is what is called a treasure crab in China. After being imported into China, it is expensive.

So, Barbara was one step late, Feng Yiping nodded slightly to her, and then followed Mike out.

She was extremely disappointed and spread the fire on Frank who was sitting on the sofa next to her.

Frank didn't think he was too big, but he was not resistant to his infidelity. He was stepped on and shouted immediately, his voice overshadowed the music.

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This is a restaurant next to Fisherman's Wharf. The hardware level is not very high, but the business is very good. Mike said that if you don't make an appointment in advance, there will definitely be no seats at this point.

"Frank's business is pretty good, he just can't drink," Mike explained again after sitting down.

"It's okay, it's normal. I guess many people hold the same view as him. The main reason is that we haven't opened the country's door for a long time. Let's order food. I'll have a smaller lobster and a bigger crab," Feng Yiping smiled mockingly. "The catering service on the plane is always not very satisfactory."

For those who are used to eating steamed or boiled seafood, it is not easy to make seafood unpalatable, so Feng Yiping's first meal in the United States felt pretty good. However, his belly made Mike, the strong man, feel that he not only ate lobsters and treasure crabs, but also ordered mushroom soup and bread.

After eating so much, I didn’t even have to loosen my belt.

Feng Yiping actually had a lot of fantasies about his first night in the United States. Comrades, how colorful it should be.

Or you can appreciate the striptease, or go to a bar to have a romantic encounter, or watch in a cafe, or go to a nightclub...

You said that if you meet a girl, you have to follow her back to the hotel, will you obey or follow?

However, the cruel reality disappointed him again.

The hotel Mike booked for him was not in downtown, and stood in front of the window and looked out. It was as quiet and deserted as some small counties in China. Please, is this the United States good? Feng Yiping, whose jet lag has not been too reversed, was so excited that he couldn't sleep, but now he was full of grief and anger.

Peat's Hollywood movie, specially misleading.

He looked at the phone in the room in disappointment, and thought that there would be no pink phone calls coming in like some hotels in China.

Okay, take a shower and go to bed honestly!

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took off his shirt, his phone rang. (To be continued.)

ps:ps: Happy holiday! In addition, can you guess who is calling?

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