Great Power Technology

Negotiations on restrictions on the use of Yinglong EDA are still ongoing. Ye Zhou did not participate in the subsequent rounds of negotiations, but he also received specific information about the negotiations from Chen Hao.

Representatives of the other party still insist on increasing the grain import quota, but the increase has been reduced from the initial 50 million tons to 30 million tons. Discussions on other aspects, such as automobile import tax rates, are more like grain import issues. Added to the head.

"It is expected that the issue of grain imports will continue to be entangled, and there will be several rounds of follow-up negotiations. The negotiation schedule has been scheduled for a month - it will be a long time."

Chen Hao sighed and said, but Ye Zhou saw a bit of relief on his face.

This is of course, their purpose is to extend the negotiation schedule and occupy the other party's energy.

"Let's talk slowly. The result will eventually come out. I may not be able to be of much help in this matter. If you need anything else, you can tell me at any time."

"It's gone for the time being. When you need to rest, go back and have a good rest. You've been quite tired recently, right?"

".It's quite tiring."

Looking at Chen Hao's heavy dark circles, Ye Zhou was really embarrassed to say that he slept for more than 8 hours every day.

"I will tell your leaders later that the overtime culture in your company should also be changed. If we want to develop, we cannot rely on health."

"There is nothing we can do. Time waits for us. But things like this should change soon, right? Our country's strength is also developing. We don't need to work so hard in the future, and we can actually live a good life."

"That's right, it mainly relies on new technologies. You see, those in our country who are engaged in international oligarch business are actually quite idle. Last time I went to DJ and drone companies, I felt that their employees were quite idle."

"But come on, boss, please look at your scarf more often. DJs are scolded online for working overtime. They are all just for you to see."

"Really? I'll look back."

Chen Hao smiled sheepishly, the two chatted for a few words, and then Ye Zhou turned around and left.

The seemingly casual conversation just now actually concealed his testing of Chen Hao. He wanted to know if the other party would test him in the same way.

I deliberately raised the argument that "the overtime culture will change soon" just to see how the other party would respond.

Normal people know that the overtime culture in China is actually forced by insufficient productivity, and the essential reason for insufficient productivity is insufficient technology.

Once the core technology is solved, most of the overtime will naturally disappear.

Now, the core technology of the chip is about to be solved.

But what made Ye Zhou helpless was that the other party was a veteran who had been working in official organizations for more than ten years. There was no loophole in what he said, making him completely unable to guess the other party's intentions.

After leaving Chen Hao's office, Ye Zhou looked at the time. It was after five o'clock in the afternoon. Ye Lan had gone to see a new house and probably wouldn't go home for dinner, so he planned to find a place to eat by himself.

After his income increased, his requirements for basic necessities, food, housing and transportation also increased. Taking dinner as an example, an ordinary pig's trotter meal could no longer satisfy him - he had to eat chicken and croquette pot, and it had to be a two-person meal. .

After ordering food at the store, just as he was sweating from eating, Ye Zhou's cell phone suddenly rang, and it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello? Hello?"

"Hello, Mr. Ye. Excuse me for interrupting you. I am the sales representative of Jiaji Company in Greater China. My surname is Liu, and Wang Mang means Mang. You can just call me Xiao Liu."

When Ye Zhou heard the other party announcing his identity, his movements suddenly stopped.

Jiaji Company is one of the four major international grain companies. Their company alone controls 40% of international grain transactions. In previous negotiations, they were also the main force in the business delegation.

Judging from his attitude, it seems that he has not made satisfactory progress in the negotiations and is starting to use customer relations channels to do his work?

Ye Zhou's tone became cold.

"Where did you get my number?"

Liu Mang, who was opposite, heard that Ye Zhou's tone was unkind and quickly explained:

"Mr. Ye, don't be angry. I got this number through a mutual friend of ours - I originally wanted to go to your office to chat first, but I went there several times without meeting you, so I took the liberty to call you. Got this call."

On the other end of the phone, Ye Zhou frowned.

Common friend?

He had no common friends with such grain speculators.

Such famine creators have only roadside lampposts as their friends.

"Can I help you?"

Ye Zhou asked angrily.

"Mr. Ye, you are a young man, so I won't beat around the bush with you. Let's go straight."

"I called you today because I wanted to ask you to meet, have a meal and chat with you."

"As you know, recent negotiations involving both of us have run into some difficulties, so our company wants to make some progress outside the negotiating table."

"But don't get me wrong, we have absolutely no intention to bribe you, this is just business practice."

"In fact, no matter which business partner we are negotiating with, we will try to become friends with them outside the commercial field. Only by becoming friends can we continue to do business."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to be friends with us. But from my personal point of view, I still very much hope that you can give me some face - even if you don't say a word at the dinner table."

"If you don't speak, I will never speak."

Not hearing Ye Zhou's response, Liu Mang sighed, paused for a moment, and said in a broken voice:

"I'm just a worker. To be honest, I really don't want to take this job, but I have no choice. If I don't do it, I have to be laid off. Brother, I'm only 30 years old, not much older than you. To be honest, you See if you can do me a favor and go out for a meal - even if we go to Central Park to drink a glass of mineral water, just treat it as helping me complete the task, okay?"

His last words revealed a completely different sincerity than his previous respectful attitude. For a moment, Ye Zhou was moved by him.

Yes, we are all just making ends meet, who has it easy?

After thinking for a moment, he asked:

"Your accent sounds like you're not from Shencheng, and you also work here?"

"Don't mention it. I don't even work here. I was just sent from Shanghai on a business trip. I won't be able to go back until I finish this meal."

Ye Zhou smiled slightly.

That would be easy.

He coughed and said:

"No. 1 Zhengyi Road, Futian District, just follow the navigation."

"Going right now?"

"Yes, go now."

With that said, Ye Zhou hung up the phone and continued to eat his chicken pot as if no one else was watching.

Half an hour later, Liu Mang finally followed the navigation and drove to Zhengyi Road.

He had a smug smile on his face.

What he said on the phone just now was half true and half false, but in the end it was just words he had carefully studied.

No matter what the pressure of life is, or why he will not be allowed to go back if he has no food to eat, these are all strategies he formulated after fully studying Ye Zhou's behavior patterns.

Young people like this have little social experience, and their biggest weakness when interacting with others is often sympathy and face.

Ye Zhou is indeed no exception.

With just a few words, she asked him out.

Didn’t we chat after meeting? is it possible? Are the two big men really just sitting across from each other drinking mineral water?

Give me a break.

Having worked in Jiaji's customer line for ten years, as long as he is given a chance to speak, he will definitely be able to open up a breakthrough.

If not this time, then next time.

Liu Mang got out of the car confidently. Ye Zhou had not arrived yet. He had just arrived in Shenzhen not long ago and was not familiar with the address. In addition, the navigation was not very accurate, so he had to stop a passerby and asked:

"Pretty boy, do you know where No. 1 Zhengyi Road is?"

The passerby looked at him strangely, then pointed in a direction and replied:

"Isn't this what it is?"

Liu Mang looked in the direction of his finger, and a large blue and white sign appeared in front of him.

Futian District Police Station.