Chapter 176: Reception A Few Things (Part ) Chen Zhe was over there. He finished his noodles and sent messages to Yu Xian before returning to school. The loneliness and solitude that arose from the tiredness just now has long disappeared. Starting a business is the path I have chosen. I must do it myself in the early stages, so it is normal to suffer a little and be tired. After returning to the dormitory, Chen Zhuo sorted out his thoughts, turned on his computer and contacted Deng Zhi. Chen wanted to confirm what dietary restrictions they had when they came tomorrow with several people coming over. The purpose of asking for the number of people is to determine the size of the box; As for dietary restrictions, that is a rule of society. It is best not to ask questions like "Boss, what do you want to eat?" during official social events. It seems like you are respecting the leader, but in fact you are throwing the problem to the leader. How can the leader respond? I can only say "whatever" but I will blame you for not being sensible. So the most appropriate question to ask when receiving guests is "What do you avoid eating?" In fact, if you know the other person's taste or even hometown in advance, it will be easier to arrange. People in Sichuan, Chongqing, southern Hunan and western Jiangxi like spicy food, people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang like it slightly sweeter, and people in eastern Guangdong and southern Fujian prefer it lighter... In short, if you have a rough idea of it, you won't make big mistakes when ordering food.
Thirdly, there is the issue of drinking. Chen Zhuo estimated that the other party probably didn't drink, but he still needed to confirm with the restaurant whether they had mid- to high-end red and white wines. Since we are doing it according to the specifications for receiving leaders, we should just be prepared for any eventuality. So, Chen Zhuo asked Deng Zhi on QQ about the specific time of his visit the day after tomorrow, how many people would be coming, and what dietary restrictions everyone had... Deng Zhi quickly understood what Chen Zhuo meant. She replied: We will be there at noon, and just eat a few bites in your cafeteria, don't go to a restaurant outside. You haven't made any money from your business, and you're thinking about spending it? Maybe Deng Zhi now still looks at Chen Zhuo as he did when he was a child, like a junior high school student looking at a 5 or 6-year-old kid, so there is a hint of education in his tone. After all, one is the deputy editor-in-chief of a column of a major newspaper, and the other is just a college student. Chen stared at Deng Zhi's reply. Actually, it's okay to eat in the cafeteria, but it's better to eat in a restaurant. In 2007, there were very few college students starting their own businesses, so there was always an inherent impression that they were immature, and eating in the university cafeteria might have deepened this perception. Formal social events can slowly change this inherent impression and make everyone feel that "Tracing Back Technology" is not just a joke. Chen replied: Actually, there are many people in our team, not just me. The company manager is Professor Zeng Kun, the master's supervisor of the School of Computer Science at CUHK, and he also intends to treat you to a meal. Chen Zhuo invited her again in the name of Zeng Kun, and this time Deng Zhi did not refuse. However, she was also very confused. Wasn't Chen Zhuo the founder of the company? Why didn't she become the general manager? However, these issues can be clearly understood when we meet, so there is no need to rush now. Deng Zhi told Chen that two colleagues would come over, one would be a driver and the other an assistant, and that if they had no dietary restrictions, normal eastern Guangdong cuisine would be fine. Chen knew that the only upscale Cantonese restaurant near the school was Haiyanlou. The next day was the 20th. After finishing his class in the morning, Chen went to this Cantonese restaurant and told the floor manager that he wanted to book a private room for lunch tomorrow. The 21st was a Wednesday, and seats were not in high demand at noon on a weekday. After the floor manager asked the number of people, he took Chen to a suitable private room. Chen pushed the door open and took a look. He was quite satisfied with the decoration. He then looked at the menu and the drinks. Basically, all kinds of Cantonese cuisine and red and white wines were available. We Chinese like to talk about things at the dining table, so for reception, "eating" is the core. In order to ensure a meticulous reception, you must confirm it with the hotel in advance, mainly to see whether the decoration, dishes, prices... are satisfactory to you. If not, there is still time to change them.
When Chen Zhuo was paying the deposit at the front desk of Haiyan Building, the floor manager looked at Chen Zhuo's youth and couldn't help but teasing him, "Young man, you take this so seriously, are you inviting your parents-in-law to dinner here?" "Yes." Chen agreed with a smile and said, "Is there any discount for treating my parents-in-law to a meal? For example, college students can get a 20% discount." There will be about 12 to 15 people having lunch tomorrow. According to Haiyanlou's standards, even if they don't order imported seafood, it will cost about 100 per person. One meal costs a college student two or three months' living expenses. This may not be a big deal for the knowledgeable Deng Zhi, but it will definitely impress those college students who are still studying. "Our prices are already very low, we can't get a 20% discount." The floor manager looked embarrassed, then clapped his hands and said, "How about this, I'll give each of you a plate of after-meal fruit. I hope you can successfully please your father-in-law and mother-in-law!" Chen smiled, thanked, and left. After class in the afternoon, he went to the packaging store in Jiangnan West and took back the packaging boxes and gift bags of five USB flash drives. The name and logo of "Guangzhou Suhui Information Technology Co., Ltd." were clearly printed on it. Although there were two extra copies, in reception work, more gifts of this kind should be prepared in advance. After returning to the dormitory, Yu Yu looked at the things in Chen's hand, turned them over and over, and asked in confusion: "Did Lao Liu participate in any activities of this company? Why did they give you so many USB flash drives as souvenirs?" "Yes, Mr. Yu, please give us your evaluation of this souvenir. Is it cool?" Chen asked deliberately, wanting to hear the opinion of a completely neutral third party. "It's okay." Yu Yu said: "A company that can afford such packaging must be quite large." "Hahaha……" Chen Zhuo was very happy to hear that. He picked up his phone and went to the balcony. "Old Six is crazy." Yu Yu said in confusion: "Why is he so happy when I praise other people's companies? What kind of technology company is Suhui? I've never heard of it before." Chen was on the balcony and first told Deng Zhi the room number of Haiyan Building and asked them to go directly to the box at noon. Then, Chen Zhuo sent messages to He Yu and Fang Qing, reminding them to gather at Haiyan Building before 11 . tomorrow, and to take a leave if they had classes, because this was the first dinner together since the team was founded. Finally, Chen Zhuo also called Zheng Ju and Zeng Kun. After all, these two people have different identities, so when Chen Zhuo is with them, he always calls them to discuss anything, and tries to avoid the "notification" meaning when sending messages. However, Zheng Ju and Zeng Kun were both surprised to hear that there would be a reporter from Yangcheng Evening News interviewing them tomorrow. They are all loyal readers of the evening paper and are well aware of the wide audience of this newspaper in eastern Guangdong. How could a small company that has just been established and has no influence actually have a reporter from the Yangcheng Evening News come to interview them in person? I heard that it was a more prominent page like "City Focus", which must be fueled by connections. "Chen Zhe, we are now comrades in the same boat." Zheng Ju couldn't help but ask, "Just tell me the truth, does your family have an elder working in the city's Propaganda Department?" The Propaganda Department is the business guidance unit for these media mouthpieces. If this is the reason, then it is understandable. "No." Chen denied it and told the truth: "My father is just a grassroots official."
Zheng Ju didn't believe it at all, and kept saying that Chen was very tight-lipped and asked him to share any secrets with him in the future. Although Zeng Kun's reaction was not as exaggerated as Zheng Ju's, after hanging up the phone, he suddenly sat up from the bed, turned on his computer and started working overtime. "Not going to sleep?" His wife Xia Huilan asked, since her husband became a manager, he has to work overtime almost every night when he comes home. Sometimes it would even be delayed until the early morning. Although it was a bit hard, Xia Huilan felt that this was a good thing when she saw that her husband seemed to have found hope in life again and was no longer as depressed as before. "You are sleepy, take a rest first." Zeng Kun stared at the screen and said without turning his head. Xia Huilan sighed in her heart. There was no study room at home and the computer was placed in the bedroom. How could she sleep when her husband was typing away on the keyboard? He went out to make a cup of tea and quietly placed it next to Zeng Kun's hand. He went to bed, found a book and started reading casually. It was almost two o'clock when Zeng Kun typed the last code and stretched himself contentedly. When he turned around, he found that his wife was still awake, and then he realized that he had affected her. "sorry." Zeng Kun felt quite sorry. "What are you talking about?" Xia Huilan shook her head, but asked curiously, "Why are you getting up to work overtime again? Weren't you busy for a while after dinner?" Zeng Kun explained: "Tomorrow at noon, the company will have a lunch, and a reporter from Yangcheng Evening News will come to interview me. I will improve the tutoring website again, so that at least there will be a sample that can be presented to the public." "Yangcheng Evening News?" Xia Huilan's surprised expression was exactly the same as Zeng Kun's when he first heard about this. "Yes!" Zeng Kun looked somewhat excited, perhaps because when people have hope they will be motivated and will pay the price for it without hesitation. Anything that is beneficial to the new company can arouse great passion in Lao Zeng. …… The next day, the 21st, the interview and social event were scheduled for noon. Chen Zhuo had four classes in the morning, but he asked for leave for the last two classes and the teacher didn't say anything. Chen Zhuo is usually quite serious in class and completes group assignments in a timely manner. He is also the class monitor, so it is understandable that he occasionally asks for leave for some reasons. Because Chen Zhuo had taken two classes off, he was the first to arrive at Haiyan Building. He placed the five gifts behind the sofa, then asked the waiter to turn on the air conditioner in the private room. He drank tea while waiting. Not long after, Zeng Kun arrived. Chen Zhuo and Lao Zeng didn't say much before Fang Qing, Ning Lianlian and their roommate named Zhuang Mengshi also came.
Ever since Fang Qing and Ning Lianlian agreed to Chen Zhuo's idea of operating the "Tutoring Network" in a market-oriented manner with a curious and fresh attitude, Chen Zhuo asked them to continuously improve the framework of the Tutoring Network. Especially with the joining of Associate Professor Zeng Kun, his standards became even stricter. Due to lack of manpower, Fang Qing also brought in his roommate Zhuang Mengshi, making them an all-female team. "You all have classes in the morning, right?" Chen asked. "Yes, I have." Fang Qing was still the most graceful and elegant one. As the spokesperson of the Women's Army, she covered her mouth and smiled and said, "But Mr. Chen, you asked us to arrive before 11 o'clock, so I can only ask for leave." Now Fang Qing, like He Yu, began to call Chen Zhe "Mr. Chen". In fact, the two teams had never met before, and this was the first time they met. After a while, Zheng Ju also entered the box, sweating profusely. He thought the distance was short so he simply didn't take the bus and jogged all the way here. He didn't expect that it was still a bit hot in Guangzhou at noon in November. However, what Chen Zhe did not expect was that He Yu, Ye Xiaofeng, Meng Fang and Guo Yuan all arrived around 11:. Although they apologized as soon as they came in, "It's not good to skip class today, because the professor will call the roll..." Zheng Ju still frowned: "Why don't you just ask for leave? Chen Zhuo and Fang Qing also need to be called on the roll. Don't you know that today is the first dinner and there are reporters interviewing?" Facing Zheng Ju's questioning, He Yu and the others lowered their heads and said nothing, just thinking in their hearts: Who is Fang Qing? That girl with black-framed glasses? Why do they look like they work in technology? Also, Chen Zhuo never said that there was a reporter interviewing him! Chen picked up the tea and took a sip. The problems with Senior He and the others had existed for a long time. Perhaps because he was too familiar with them, he had never been able to completely correct his attitude. Since he had put Fang Qing forward, he was clearly telling both teams that given limited resources, he could only support one side. However, it is not appropriate to criticize anyone now. Chen was smiling and joking with Ye Xiaofeng. He Yu and the others thought that the matter of being late was over. At around 11:45 am, when Chen was introducing the identities of each team member to each other, there was a creaking sound of a door, and three people appeared at the door of the box. Chen raised his head and looked at the radiant urban beauty in the middle. He walked over calmly, stretched out his hand and said politely: "Sister Zhizhi, why didn't you tell me in advance so that I could pick you up." ······ (I wrote so much in this chapter without realizing it, sorry for being late.) (End of this chapter)