Chapter 568 Meeting

In this foreign country known for its openness, to be honest, Feng Yiping's little heart is also a little "thumping and thumping", but even so, facing that fiery figure, hooks almost grow out of his eyes Feng Yiping didn't take a second look at Barbara who came.

He's not so short-sighted as to mess around in the company. Rabbits don't even eat grass by the side of their nests.

In addition, he is really not easy to watch, let me go, Barbara, an American girl who drank milk and grew up eating butter steak, has too fierce breasts, he is worried that he will not be able to help but look at the first glance Two eyes.

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

However, in domestic IT companies, seeing the similar office environment they learned or borrowed from, always felt a little uncoordinated, as if something was missing, Feng Yiping now found the reason.

Mainly people are different.

These people who work here are very suitable for this environment, while those college students in China who have studied five lectures, four beauties and three loves since childhood have completely different work habits from these old beauties.

Just like the automobile industry in the United States, it is impossible to learn the Japanese production method, because the Japanese industrial workers have imprinted discipline into their bones, and the employees of domestic IT companies cannot learn from the old American code farmers in the company. This kind of freedom is not particular.

For example, Feng Yiping felt that if he was lying on such a soft sofa, he would go to meet Zhou Gong immediately, but the guy in front of him was reclining on it, holding a computer, writing codes and writing so ecstatically that he didn’t even look at it. A glimpse of this rare boss.

Yes, they are very selfish at work, and no one is a bird.

After taking a quick tour of the three small buildings belonging to the company, I finally came to Mike's office, which suits Feng Yiping's aesthetics, very simple and tidy.

"Shall I get everyone together for 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, just arrange a simple party in the company. I'll just get to know everyone."

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away," Mike said without asking the specifications. With the character of this small boss, and the company paid for the organization of the party, he said it was simple, just prepare some snacks and some wine .

Looking at this meeting in China, it was after 7 o'clock in the morning, and Feng Yiping quickly started calling, "Yiping, are you here?" It was my mother who answered the phone at home, with worry in her voice.

"It's been a few hours, Mom, I'm fine. How about you, have you had breakfast?"

"Is everything going well with you? Have you arrived at the company? Is it cold? Do you have enough clothes? Are you used to the food?" Mei Qiuping asked a lot of questions as soon as she opened her mouth.

No matter what time it is, what she cares about is whether it goes well, whether she is warmly dressed, and whether she is used to eating or not.

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

"That's good. Wait a minute and talk to your dad." She put down the phone and called over there, "Feng Laosan, come and answer your son's call."

She didn't know the charges for international calls, otherwise she would definitely hang up the phone.

Huang Jingping seemed to be still under the covers, but when she heard his voice, she immediately cheered up. After caring about the same as Mei Qiuping, she asked, "Have you met any beautiful and good-looking American girls?" ?”

In front of Feng Yiping's eyes, he immediately saw the girl with a fierce chest when he entered the company, but said in his mouth, "I would like to, but I haven't met any of them."

Barbara and the others, who were notified by the company email, found that there were not enough mirrors when they went into the bathroom to touch up their makeup. Girls all came in to touch up their makeup, and she found that these female employees in the company today were dressed in They are all very gorgeous.

However, almost all of their preparations were for blind people. At the meeting, Feng Yiping just introduced himself briefly, thanking everyone for their hard work, and welcome everyone to visit China. Then, holding a cup, the supervisor They stay together and don't communicate with them female employees at all.

Some disappointed girls, most of them are accompanied by music, and they randomly find two partners to dance. Wearing a thick knitted sweater, holding a wine glass, the guy who staggered on his feet squeezed in first.

He might not be able to tell Feng Yiping's Chinese name, so he didn't address him at all, and asked directly, "Did you really write "Blue Ocean Strategy"?"

Feng Yiping smiled and said nothing, there was no need to answer his question.

Mike frowned, "Frank, you're drunk," and the people next to him were about to push him away, but this buddy was too big to move it all at once.

"In your book, you also wrote a lot of examples of Chinese companies." This is true. Unlike the original author who mainly wrote about examples of European and American companies, Feng Yiping wrote a lot of examples of domestic companies in the book, incidentally. Of course, the feet are also improved.

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

"Frank, you asked a good question. After all, there are only a small number of Chinese companies that used blue ocean strategy before, and most of them did it out of instinct, not systematic use. As for China's economy, I believe you Just look at the growth rate every year, you don’t think so,”

He originally wanted to say directly and arrogantly, after more than ten years, your basic necessities of life, food, housing and transportation will be inseparable from Chinese manufacturing, and your country will always ask our country to borrow money, but considering that the person present is himself The employees of the company, but they are all Americans, it seems inappropriate to say so, so I had to give up.

"Let's go now, to Fisherman's Wharf, it's time to eat Dungeness crab," Mike suggested.

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

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

Disappointed, she spilled fire on Frank who was sitting on the sofa next to her.

Regardless of the size of the block, Frank did not resist. He was stepped on and immediately yelled, his voice overshadowing the music for a while.

... ... ...

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

"Frank's business level is not bad, but he can't drink," Mike explained again after sitting down.

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

For people who are used to eating steamed or boiled seafood, it is not easy to make the seafood unpalatable, so Feng Yiping's first meal in the United States was quite good, but his stomach made it difficult for a strong man like Mike. Ashamed, he not only ate lobster and Dungeness crab, but also mushroom soup and bread.

After eating so much, I didn't even need to loosen my belt.

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

Or go to appreciate the striptease, or go to the bar to have an affair, or look around in the cafe, or go to the nightclub...

You said that if you meet a girl, you just want to follow you back to the hotel. Did you follow her or did you follow her?

However, the cruel reality made him disappointed once again.

The hotel that Mike booked for him was not in Downtown. Standing in front of the window and looking out, it was as quiet and deserted as some small counties in China. Please, is this America? Feng Yiping, who was not too jet-lagged, was a little excited and couldn't sleep, but now he was full of grief and indignation.

Peaty Hollywood movies, specially made to mislead.

He looked at the phone in the room in disappointment, thinking that there would not be a pink phone call like some hotels in China.

Well, take a bath and sleep honestly!

Unexpectedly, just as he took off his shirt, the phone rang.

PS: Happy Holidays! Also, can anyone guess who is calling?