Chapter 562: Using New Year's Money
An Zhixia also wrote them down one by one with a pen, analyzing their pros and cons and the feasibility of signing the contract, and put them behind the previous plan.
Since there were no problems with the three major and five minor contracts, the entire process went very quickly. An Zhiqiu signed all the contracts in two days, and everyone flew back home together.
As soon as they landed, they started to go about their own business.
After consulting enough information and conducting a detailed and comprehensive market survey, An Zhixia sorted out the various plans and delivered them to Mr. Zhide.
"This is a very advanced move," Mr. De thought for a long time with a serious face, and then sighed and said, "Although I am very optimistic about this plan, I can also foresee that its implementation will encounter unprecedented resistance!"
"I know. Didn't you once say that a cat that can catch mice is a good cat, no matter if it is black or white? Our Xiahua is now developing on the international stage. It doesn't make sense that we are the only one that can export but not bring in," An Zhixia explained patiently.
"I understand what you mean," Mr. De nodded, "You wrote it very detailed in the plan, and also attached real and reliable data as evidence.
How about this, leave the file with me first, and go back to work. I will give you a reply as soon as possible. "
An Zhixia responded with a smile.
Normally, Mr. De would approve minor incidents on the spot, but this involved a big issue, so he had to discuss it with other people in the organization. After all, they controlled the direction of Xiahua's progress, so they had to be far-sighted and not be blinded by the small benefits in front of them.
There will not be much progress in this matter in the short term, but An Zhixia believes that things that are going to happen in the future should happen in advance and move in a direction that is beneficial to Xia Hua.
It is worth mentioning that when Fang Gexin returned home, she printed out all the photos she had taken and posted them all over her little house.
Then she compared her own notes, and wrote down in an infectious style the exact feelings that the scenes in the photos brought to her at the time.
She modified, added and searched for information over and over again, spending the entire summer doing this tedious and complicated work.
Suddenly one day, she ran to An Zhixia's office with her final revised version of the booklet.
"Hey, how come our second sister came out of seclusion to look for me?" An Zhixia said with some surprise and chuckled, then got up and went to the rest room to open the refrigerator, took out a bottle of drink and handed it to her.
The little girl handed over her work with a mysterious smile, then she picked up the drink, opened it, gulped it down, and said proudly: "Mom, I wrote a travel diary!"
An Zhixia knew that the little girl locked herself in the room every day, not letting anyone in and not going out to play.
The originally lively, cheerful and clever child suddenly changed her personality, and everyone in the family was a little worried about her.
Fang Yuan and An Zhixia suspected that the little girl had entered a rebellious period, or that she had just started to fall in love and had someone she liked.
However, they were relatively open-minded parents and did not think of secretly opening her room to find out what was going on.
I just tried to find out the information indirectly, but the little girl kept her little secret and didn't say a single extra word.
In desperation, An Zhixia and Fang Yuan started to play a duet in front of the children, citing many examples of their "colleagues" in order to teach the children indirectly to distinguish right from wrong and protect themselves.
The children listened with great interest and when asked about their feelings at the end, they all answered very positively.
But Fang Gexin remains the same...
When An Zhixia was about to take some necessary measures, she came over and took the initiative to explain.
"Okay, you've written it down?
But you wrote the book, but you didn't tell us a word. Your father and I were so scared that we wanted to find a psychologist to help you. "An Zhixia opened the book with curiosity and joy.
The book was very thick, and the outside was made of kraft paper. On it was pasted a picture of An Zhiqiu holding a trophy and solemnly gazing at the rising red flag.
Although the man is already a father of four children, he has been focusing on cooking for many years. He seems to be forgotten by time, and still has the purity of a college student. His eyes are full of love for the motherland, which is very contagious and can penetrate the paper directly into people's hearts and arouse resonance.
More importantly, the man has a handsome face, bright eyes and a slender figure. Under the sunlight, he looks like the most perfect statue.
When you open it, you will find that the photos are arranged almost in order, with at most two reduced color photos on each side. Combined with the little girl's deep and touching insights, it feels like a literary feast!
Although Fang Gexin is only fourteen years old, she has profound knowledge of literature and a deep understanding of foreign humanities, so her language is sometimes angry and ashamed, sometimes silent and taciturn, and occasionally she has hope in her heart, or is full of motivation to move forward, which shows more of the gap between Xiahua and international powers.
If An Zhixia hadn't known in advance that this was written by Fang Gexin, she would have really thought it was written by some young author with great potential.
This is not just a simple travelogue, it clearly drags everyone into the bustling streets of the capital of Country M, following closely beside the author, and experiencing all kinds of complex emotions that shake people's minds and almost explode in their chests through those easy-to-understand words.
"It's so well written!" An Zhixia was so immersed in it that she spent the entire morning reading it from beginning to end, studying it word by word and nodding her head in admiration.
Fang Gexin's eyes sparkled with praise, her face flushed slightly, and she tried to hold back the curve of her lips that was about to reach her ears, "Mom, do you think my book is worth making into a magazine and printing in batches for everyone to read?
Many people today do not have the opportunity to travel abroad, and even by watching TV they cannot deeply experience the feeling of a direct impact between a strong and a weak country.
So, Mom, I want to use my lucky money to print the booklet into a public welfare magazine to encourage everyone not to be satisfied with the status quo, but to work together to develop Xiahua.
Even if we don’t have high aspirations, we still have to study hard and learn skills in order to live a good life. The living standards of foreigners are there, which is enough to motivate us to make progress in all aspects! ”
An Zhixia raised her eyebrows after hearing this, and she had an idea in her mind after a moment's thought.
But she frowned slightly, "Are you sure you want to use your own New Year's money?"
Fang Gexin hesitated.
She began to count on her fingers how much money she had in her petty cash. Alas, she was full of lofty ambitions when she was pretending to be generous just now, but as soon as she had to use the petty cash, she immediately felt heartbroken.
"I, I have more than 900 yuan..." She hesitated, closed her eyes and gritted her teeth and asked, "Mom, how many copies do you think we can print?"
(End of this chapter)
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