Reinventing the Millennium.

Chapter 681 Sensual Dog (Two in One)

On the evening of September 9th, Beijing International Trade Hotel will hold a Sohu internal networking reception.

However, just as the reception was about to be arranged, the employees saw the boss Zhang Chaoyang leading people away in a hurry.

Someone wondered: "Mr. Zhang, what are they doing?"

An employee who was close before said: "I heard it just now, it seems that someone is coming, and it's time to come up later."

At ten past six, Zhang Chaoyang, who personally greeted the guests, came to Fang Zhuo.

"Mr. Fang, why did you take a taxi?" Zhang Chaoyang was very surprised. If the taxi hadn't stopped in front of him, he couldn't believe it.

"The car is not with me." Fang Zhuo said with a smile.

Zhang Chaoyang looked strangely at the serious man who got off the co-pilot again, and asked, "Who is this?"

"Oh, my driver." Fang Zhuo replied.

Zhang Chaoyang shook his head, this party always took a taxi and took the driver with him, his brain circuit was different from that of normal people.

As he walked into the hotel, he said, "Today is a reception in the company. I told you to make an appointment another day. If you insist on coming here today, if I change another day, can I miss your drink?"

"I'm so excited, I don't know what to do when I look back." Fang Zhuo smiled.

Zhang Chaoyang walked a few steps, then stopped suddenly and said, "Oh yes, it's all here, I'm going to publish a book recently, show me if you can write a recommendation or something, wait a minute, the manuscript is here In the car."

He turned and walked towards the car parked in front of the hotel.

An Audi A8L.

Come here.

Fang Zhuo also looked at the car he had never met before.

Zhang Chaoyang came over, handed the manuscript to Mr. Fang, and told him, "Don't just write recommendations, read as much as you want."

Fang Zhuo glanced briefly, handed it to the driver, and asked, "What's the name of the book?"

"'My Life'." Zhang Chaoyang answered seriously.

Fang Zhuo thought for a few seconds: "Your life is not over yet, why not call it "The First Half of My Life"."

When Zhang Chaoyang thought about it, it made sense and was very rigorous.

The two walked to the hotel together, discussed a few books and read.

"Why did you change your car to an Audi?" Fang Zhuo finished the small topic and asked casually, "How about, I'll send you back that Rolls. If you don't want it, I can bring you my Ferrari."

"Hey, no, I'll see you off." Zhang Chaoyang said angrily, "I don't care, it's just a car, why don't you take a ride? Didn't you take a taxi today?"

Fang Zhuo nodded silently, that's the reason.

"What have you been up to in the capital recently?" Zhang Chaoyang asked again.

"Busy with e-buy and supplier issues, it's quite complicated." Fang Zhuo sighed, "I still have some small things about ICBC, and I haven't had a chance to rest, so there is no arrangement tonight, so I asked Mr. Zhang to drink."

Zhang Chaoyang didn't take it seriously, and the front-line problems should be left to the front-line personnel.

He took two steps before he said: "Your e-buy move is quite big, did you really do what happened to Gome?"

"I think it's not wrong for me to come today because of Mr. Zhang, you asked me face to face, instead of believing rumors like others." Fang Zhuo shook his head, "Zhang Guan Li Dai, it's not me, I'm running to do business with Gome It's all about the pattern."

On the contrary, Zhang Chaoyang didn't think as much as some people thought. He nodded and believed Mr. Fang's words.

A group of people walked into the banquet hall of the hotel.

As soon as he appeared, he heard a small exclamation.

"Boss Fang is here!"

"It's Mr. Fang!"

Hearing this voice, Fang Zhuo waved his hands casually as a greeting, and then smiled at Zhang Chaoyang: "Your Sohu employees are quite familiar with me."

"Can you be unfamiliar? Today's fellowship is also a celebration." Zhang Chaoyang said.

"What celebration party?" Fang Zhuo was amazed, the time in September was not the same.

"Celebrate Sohu's successful loss to Sina in the competition for Olympic sponsorship in 2008." Zhang Chaoyang was a little helpless.

Fang Zhuo laughed loudly: "The result hasn't come down yet?"

Zhang Chaoyang shook his head. The official results haven't come out yet, but rumors and gossip have already come out. Sina's preparations are very thorough and detailed, and the sponsorship price is also higher. The results will be announced soon.

"Mr. Zhang, if you think about it this way, if we take it from Sina, it's better than being taken away by Penguin, and it's better than being taken away by Netease." Fang Zhuo comforted.

Zhang Chaoyang thought, if Penguin gets the sponsorship, it will squeeze Sohu out of the three major portals. If NetEase gets it, it may have to enter the same echelon as Sina, and the rest will feel uncomfortable.

Now it is the No. [-] portal website that gets the sponsorship, and it is still No. [-], and the other competitors remain unchanged, which is not bad.

"Mr. Fang, you really know how to comfort people." Zhang Chaoyang praised, and led Mr. Fang to sit down.

After Fang Zhuo sat down, he looked at the layout of today's banquet hall.

The stage is empty, and there are rows of seats with obvious levels.

"I thought your networking reception was a self-service one. Everyone can drink as they please. What is this? Is there a show?" Fang Zhuo asked.

"We're going to promote an online audition for 'Sogou Girls', and we're going to record a show, and we'll have a friendship." Zhang Chaoyang said happily, "Mr. Fang, what do you think of our Sohu Entertainment?"

Fang Zhuo commented: "The Internet will definitely be connected with the entertainment industry. Sohu's choice of entertainment media is definitely no problem. Well, information platform, portal matrix, entertainment media, this move is fine."

Zhang Chaoyang nodded again and again, Mr. Fang spoke his mind.

At 06:30, the networking reception is about to begin, and the staff will adjust the microphones in the first row.

Fang Zhuo wanted to chat with Zhang Chaoyang about the development of the Internet, and every time he didn't chat a few words, entertainment companies and draft singers would come to say hello to Boss Zhang.

"Which one is beautiful?" Zhang Chaoyang asked Mr. Fang like an entertainment tycoon.

"I didn't pay attention, let's watch the show later." Fang Zhuo really didn't pay attention, but instead looked at several Sohu executives next to him with interest, like Gong Yu, the founder of iQiyi, and Li Shanyou, the founder of Ku6.com wait.

At [-]:[-], the reception officially started, and the singers came up to sing.

It was only after the singer finished singing that Fang Zhuo realized that the microphone in front of him was for commenting. Zhang Chaoyang commented on the performance on stage quite complacently, while the female singer respectfully thanked Teacher Zhang for her guidance.

Fang Zhuo was quite dumbfounded.

This feeling is quite... quite mysterious.

Listen to music, drink wine.

Fang Zhuo didn't really come here to fix someone's car. He was really tired recently. He hadn't rested for a month from south to north, so it was really relaxing to drink some wine today.

However, as he listened, Zhang Chaoyang beside him felt a little emotional.

"Mr. Fang, what do you think is the meaning of this life?" Zhang Chaoyang sighed after taking a sip of his wine.

Fang Zhuo ignored him.

"With the development of the company, our domestic Internet is definitely getting better and better, and the stock price is rising. Not to mention compared to Sina, we are also the second echelon. The money we earn will never be spent in this lifetime." Zhang Chaoyang poured himself a drink.

Fang Zhuo lifted his spirits and said, "How about giving me your money? My projects are open to all comers."

Zhang Chaoyang ignored him.

He sighed: "It's just that sometimes I feel that this life is meaningless."

Fang Zhuo asked, "Is it because you don't get enough sleep at night?"

Zhang Chaoyang shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Fang, to be honest, last year I climbed mountains and engaged in entertainment. It was very lively and lively, but sometimes I felt that life was boring."

Fang Zhuo blinked.

"I suspect that I'm almost depressed." Zhang Chaoyang said again.

Fang Zhuo said earnestly: "Mr. Zhang, don't doubt it, see a doctor, maybe it's true."

Zhang Chaoyang glared: "Boss Fang, you dare to tease me like this when you come to my place today. The people sitting here are all my brothers."

Fang Zhuo believes that life is really meaningless, and the truth will always be doubted.

He felt that it was not easy to turn a blind eye when he came over to drink today and heard the disturbing words of this man who didn't know if he was drunk.

"Well, Mr. Zhang, since you don't think it's interesting, I have an appointment to visit BOE's production line tomorrow, and you can come along. Tomorrow night, there will be a wine meeting with the e-buy supplier. Change your mood and perspective. "Fang Zhuo sincerely invited.

Just as Zhang Chaoyang was about to agree, he suddenly changed his mind: "No, not tomorrow. I promised a friend that he opened a new nightclub, and I will join him. How about in a few days?"

Fang Zhuo: "..."

Understood.

Mr. Zhang feels that life is meaningless, so he needs to be stimulated.

Fang Zhuo was silent for a while, and he didn't try to persuade him. He just said, "I think the Sogou engine launched by Sohu is good, and its own portal is also developing steadily. You just spend too much time at night."

"If one day in the future, Mr. Zhang, you feel depressed and there is nothing to resolve in life, then you can come to me at that time."

"Anyway, you gave me a Rolls, and I can't take this car for nothing."

Zhang Chaoyang toasted a glass of wine, Mr. Fang is still a good person.

Fang Zhuo drank and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't just drink. I'm serious. If you can't think about it, just call me."

"Oh, maybe I'm too embarrassed to call."

"Then, what's the matter then?"

Fang Zhuo thought again and again: "I'll bring you my Ferrari later, if you're in a bad mood, you can drive it to find me."

"I want your car? I can give you another car! Why am I embarrassed? I'll call you directly." Zhang Chaoyang smiled.

Fang Zhuo shrugged: "That's OK, call the union, call the union."

Another show on the stage ends.

Zhang Chaoyang turned on the microphone: "President Fang came to our Sohu today, let him say a few words, how about it?"

The employees present expressed their attitude with applause.

Fang Zhuo had no choice but to feel that the thoughts of those who were similar to depression were more out of touch, and they were talking about personal matters.

He watched Mr. Zhang turn on his microphone, so he could only say a few words.

"I'm here for a drink today."

"Just now I chatted with you Mr. Zhang. Sohu has developed well recently, and it is worth learning from me."

"This fraternity, what can I say?"

Fang Zhuo spoke impromptu, and said whatever came to mind: "Oh, let's talk about Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang is more real and more self-centered. He makes money when he makes money, very chic."

"It's not like some people who feel that they have become a saint after making money. They want to be a teacher on stage and give lectures."

"On this point, I still approve of Mr. Zhang."

"Boss Zhang likes cars, and I like cars too."

"Mr. Zhang likes to sing, and I also, uh, I like to listen to songs."

"Okay, okay, let's talk about this, there is no preparation, anyway, everyone is welcome to play in Yike when you have time."

Fang Zhuo turned off the microphone.

An employee in the back row yelled, "Mr. Fang, here's a song!"

Today's stage program is basically singing.

With such booing, the sound of the banquet hall gradually became louder.

"Boss Fang, come up with a song!"

"Boss Fang, come up with a song!"

Sohu's employees never tire of it.

Fang Zhuo waved his hands again and again.

"Come on, Mr. Fang, come up, come here." Zhang Chaoyang's microphone was still on, and he tried to persuade him from the side.

"No, no, I don't know how to sing. I just said that, and I can listen to songs." Fang Zhuo shook his head.

Zhang Chaoyang got excited, stood up and called his employees: "I said Mr. Fang, you said ____?"

Everyone shouted in unison: "Come on!"

Zhang Chaoyang: "Boss Fang!"

Sohu employee: "Come on!"

Fang Zhuo looked at Chaoyang's mental state and felt that he was the one who was about to be depressed.

However, he still refused.

"So, like this, Mr. Fang, let's go on stage and sing a song together. What are you afraid of being ashamed of? Let me do it together." Zhang Chaoyang was eager to try.

Fang Zhuo wondered: "It's not that I don't want to, I just don't know how to sing."

"The hardest thing about singing is opening your mouth. Anyway, we sing, and they dare not not applaud." Zhang Chaoyang talked about how to behave.

Fang Zhuo resolutely refused: "No singing, no singing, I'm not used to this, I've never sung in my company, unless..."

Zhang Chaoyang asked, "Unless what?"

"Unless you give me your Audi." Fang Zhuo had already stood up.

Zhang Chaoyang said with a smile: "Hey, this is it, use it, use it."

He took out his car keys and slapped them on the table.

Fang Zhuo took the car keys and threw them to the driver.

Come here, sing, decompress, it's okay.

Two heads of Internet companies stepped onto the stage.

There was applause and booing from the audience.

"What are you singing? What are you singing? Are there lyrics on the screen?" Fang Zhuo asked.

""Blue Lotus", I can sing this song well." Zhang Chaoyang was very confident.

Fang Zhuo looked at the screen, "Blue Lotus".

The prelude to the music sounded.

Zhang Chaoyang did his part.

"Nothing can stop your yearning for freedom."

Fang Zhuo frowned, is this intonation?
Zhang Chaoyang shook his body.

"You have nothing to worry about in your unrestrained career."

Fang Zhuo wanted to return the car keys to Mr. Zhang.

Zhang Chaoyang signaled to President Fang.

Fang Zhuo braced himself and sang a few lines: "Through the dark years, I also felt hesitant."

He just sang these two lines, and quickly motioned for Mr. Zhang to take it.

Zhang Chaoyang was in high spirits, and began to sing while pulling the microphone.

While Fang Zhuo endured it, he saw that someone in the audience had already pulled out their mobile phone to take pictures, and the executives in the front row had an intoxicated expression on their faces.

Whose ears are the problem?
Fang Zhuo didn't know how the song ended, but felt that he stepped off the stage in a flutter.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, you are off tune, do you know that?" He took a moment to question Zhang Chaoyang.

"I know, do you have to sing according to the tune?" Zhang Chaoyang said.

Fang Zhuo looked at the person in front of him in astonishment, and nodded: "Mr. Zhang, you can. If I die with you, you can buy another car."

"The car is something outside of the body." Zhang Chaoyang said with a smile, "Sexy, it ranks last."

How can such a person be depressed?
Fang Zhuo wondered, how could such a sensual Mr. Zhang be depressed?
(End of this chapter)