Thinking about Southeast Asia, Han Songlin suddenly realised something: the natural sales destinations for Chinese industrial products are not the United States or European countries. The United States and Europe only regard China as a manufacturer of low-end products, and if you want something with a bit of technology, they will impose various restrictions.
Southeast Asia is close to China and naturally influenced by it.
Chinese goods have a huge market here.
It's going to be hard for Fule Wines to break in.
But what about Fuxing Industrial's products?
Southeast Asia is in the tropics and has a well-developed agricultural industry.
It's an exaggeration to say that you won't starve if you don't work, but it shows how good the natural conditions are in Southeast Asia.
With such a well-developed agricultural industry, does it need agricultural machinery?
'What's wrong?'
'I've just thought of something.'
Luo Xiaozhong hesitated for a moment, 'You're not regretting it, are you?'
Regretting it?
Han Songlin was a little surprised: 'What do you regret?'
Indeed, he admitted, he regretted many things, but what exactly was Luo Xiaozhong referring to?
Wait! Han Songlin looked at Luo Xiaozhong: 'No, you're not talking about Zhou Tong, are you?'
Luo Xiaozhong shrugged his shoulders, the meaning was very clear.
'You know, it was never possible between Zhou Tong and me; now that I see her getting married, I sincerely wish her happiness!'
'Happy?' Luo Xiaozhong's mouth curled up in a sneer: "You probably don't know what kind of person that young master of the Wang family really is, do you?'
Han Songlin was a little confused. Looking at Luo Xiaozhong's expression, it seemed that he looked down on other people.
What was going on?
"That guy is famous as a playboy in Southeast Asia. I heard that every night he has a different actress in bed with him!' As he said this, Luo Xiaozhong was jealous and looked down on him, but at the same time, he also felt a little envious.
Most men would envy such a life of being a bachelor every night.
I just don't know if the body can withstand it.
Han Songlin didn't know what to say, feeling sorry for Zhou Tong?
Maybe there is!
'Before you get married, after you get married, it should be fine!' Han Songlin said, not even believing it himself.
Luo Xiaozhong shook his head: 'I don't think so. A dog can't change its habits. That guy Wang Tinghe looks like he's been hollowed out by drink and sex. When Zhou Tong marries him in the future, she won't be able to enjoy conjugal bliss as soon as she steps through the door!'
Han Songlin laughed dryly, not wanting to talk about this topic anymore. It's not good to gossip about people behind their backs.
Anyway, is Wang Tinghe really that bad?
The Wang family can be said to have laid a great foundation in Southeast Asia, and it's impossible to say that they don't pay attention to the education of future generations.
Personal talent is predetermined at birth.
But rigorous education can enhance a person's strength. You can't compare them to talented players, but they are definitely stronger than ordinary people.
Basically, the children of a large family who have received a rigorous education will not be that bad, no matter how bad they are. There is a bottom line.
In the future, many families will attach great importance to their children's education, so that no matter how bad their children are, they will not be too bad.
Of course, if a child is really talented, that would really be a huge surprise.
Han Songlin was a little curious: 'Why did the Zhou family look for a marriage alliance abroad instead of domestically?'
'I really don't know what considerations were behind this. It seems that the Zhou and Wang families have always had a good relationship. The two families even seemed to have arranged a child marriage!'
Han Songlin was momentarily at a loss for words.
Are you saying that the older generation insisted on loyalty and integrity?
That doesn't seem right.
It's best to stay out of other people's business; without personal experience, who are you to judge?
Han Songlin looked out of the window. The closer they got to the city, the more buildings there were.
'Do you know when CCTV's prime advertising time is?'
Luo Xiaozhong frowned: 'Why, do you want that advertising time? It's a bit difficult right now, the new head of CCTV's advertising department is currently trying to attract advertising investment, and he says he wants to hold a bidding process.'
'I'm not asking you to use the back door, I'm going through the normal tender process. Right now, I just don't know the exact time!'
'I heard it's on the 8th of November, 118, let's go together!'
Han Songlin seemed to remember, too. The first CCTV prime time advertising tender was indeed on the 8th of November.
And it seems to be the same time every year from now on.
Let's go together!
It's interesting, even the powerful CCTV has to ask for good luck.
Luo Xiaozhong led Han Songlin to the hotel, which had been booked in advance by the Zhou family.
After the wedding in Beijing, there would be another one at the groom's home.
Luo Xiaozhong casually sat in a chair, watching Han Songlin take out a suit and casual leather shoes from his bag.
Usually, Han Songlin liked to dress more casually, and really didn't like this.
Perhaps it was influenced by the future.
In the 1990s, suits were fashionable.
Seeing someone wearing a suit and tie was a sign that they were successful.
Luo Xiaozhong: 'Don't you have a tie?'
Han Songlin looked back at Luo Xiaozhong and said: 'Why? You have to wear a tie.'
'You don't have to wear a suit...'
Right, why do you have to wear a tie?
Anyway, what is the significance of the suit and tie?
In formal situations, you have to wear a tie with a suit. It's considered a sign of good manners.
Western etiquette; this Western culture has moved east, so it has also influenced China.
After waiting for a few years, Chinese culture has regained confidence, and it is becoming more and more contemptuous of Western etiquette and the like.
Han Songlin: 'When it comes to clothes, it's all about how comfortable you are, so don't think about it so much!'
Luo Xiaozhong looked at Han Songlin's body and didn't want to say anything; compared to Han Songlin's maintenance of his figure, his own little belly had already come out.
It's only been a few years, and all of his six-pack abs have disappeared.
After putting down his things, Han Songlin and Luo Xiaozhong left the hotel.
To go find Zhou Tong?
Of course not at this time of day. After all, Zhou Tong still had a lot to do, and they were just idle people, so they didn't go over.
Unexpectedly, when Han Songlin was sitting alone in the hotel restaurant at night, Zhou Tong came over.
Looking at Zhou Tong sitting in front of him, Han Songlin was a little stunned.
Zhou Tong's face was beaming with a smile, like most brides-to-be.
Han Songlin: 'Congratulations!'
Zhou Tong poured herself a glass of water, which was just plain water; the drinking water in the hotel was all spring water collected from the mountains.
Compared to city tap water, it tasted no better.
'Sister Yu Yan, didn't she come?'
Han Songlin: 'She had to stay at home to look after the kids, so she asked me to give you her blessings for your new marriage.'
'What's there to bless about this marriage? It's just a transaction.'
Han Songlin stopped talking, not knowing what to say.
'After the wedding, I'll go abroad. I don't know when I'll be able to come back next time.' Zhou Tong's face had been wearing a smile the whole time, which made people feel a little strange.
Han Songlin suddenly couldn't take it anymore.
'Nowadays, transportation is convenient, so if you want to come back, you can just take a plane.'
Zhou Tong leaned back in her chair, and her gaze suddenly looked towards the entrance of the restaurant.
Han Songlin was a little surprised and followed Zhou Tong's gaze.
A young man and woman walked in.
The man was quite tall, but his face was a little pale and he was a little thin.
Not the kind of thin that is normal.
With normal thin, it is because the person's skeleton is small in the first place; but this person, it felt like the skin on his face was a little wrapped around the bones.