Although Guan Ming is a man, his heart may not be able to be grasped by anyone.
Zhou Wanli communicated and analyzed with the people above, and thought that Guan Ming would go to the rocket base to hang Zhao Jiefang, but Guan Ming didn't mention this stubble at all, as if there was no such thing at all.
And Guan Ming also reviewed himself afterwards, and he was also a little nervous at that time, probably stimulated by lung cancer, and then made up all kinds of brain supplements.
But in the end, it was just the death of an old man, and even if there were many reasons, Guan Ming couldn't put all his energy on it.
He has his own family, his own career, and the people he cherishes.
Perhaps, the biggest feeling that this incident gave Guan Ming was that the years are in a hurry, and people can't always live in an illusory world, and they still have to face what they like and don't like.
In the face of time, there is no difference between high and low status, Guan Ming only hopes that when he is a hundred years later, when he is dying, he can smile when he looks back on the past, rather than regretting it too late.
The third basement floor was cleaned up by Shuangxing, although some precision instruments still needed time to get it right, but this did not delay Guan Ming's work progress.
Guan Ming greeted Liu Mengmeng, drove another car navigation ready to be installed for the market, and began to explain his design concept.
Things are designed for human use, if it was before, Guan Ming was too lazy to talk to Liu Mengmeng about these specifically, because there are no similar products on the market, you have to use them, only he has them, if you don't use them, then some are for human use.
Guan Ming didn't know what kind of change was the right way, but he really wanted to change himself.
Not only himself, but he also hopes that his father, mother, and even Mu Xiaoxiao can change, instead of not going out of the door every day.
Money can measure material life, but not spiritual life, and Guan Ming hopes that they can all find their own life.
For example, Mu Xiaoxiao.
I consulted Guan Ming's opinion at night, and during the day, I needed to ask Guan Ming's father and mother's opinion.
Compared with Guan Ming, Guan Dad and Guan Ma are much easier to talk to, at least they don't need Mu Xiaoxiao to do something embarrassing, as long as they ask for a few words softly, the old couple will naturally agree.
"Haha, yes, yes, come and see me then, I haven't seen you for a long time, the last time I saw your Weibo, I left a message below, I like your photo so much, the building looks so beautiful" Mu Xiaoxiao lay on the bed and called with great interest.
"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, just mention my name when the time comes, well, or you call me somewhere, I'll come out and pick you up."
Mu Xiaoxiao originally wanted to pat her chest and promise that her name would work, but considering that she didn't even recognize the doorman's face, probably her name might not be powerful.
"This, I don't know, go back and ask, there should be a superfluous."
Guan Ming tilted her head to think about it, and she didn't dare to say anything, after all, inviting friends to come over to participate in the new product launch conference was just a sudden idea of hers.
Every reporter will get a new product, but she doesn't know what her friend says, and Mu Xiaoxiao doesn't know about production, so she doesn't know much.
"Uh-huh, yes, this Sunday."
"Well, I'll see you later."
Hanging up the phone, Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the small notebook on the bed, on which was her circle of friends, and she began to wonder who else to invite.
The change in identity means that her previous circle of friends has been relatively fixed or even reduced, so for her, whether it is a new friend, an old friend, or a friend who feels good is the best choice.
Liu Chunmei and Li Feifei were both invited, and they also said that they had time.
Although Guan Ming was very dissatisfied with Li Feifei's attitude, since it was Mu Xiaoxiao who spoke, Guan Ming would not easily not give Mu Xiaoxiao face.
However, although Mu Xiaoxiao was holding Shang Fang's sword in her hand, there were really not many people she could invite.
Because she found that every once in a while, there would always be a few unknown friends who disappeared, or something bad news appeared.
For example, Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to invite a college classmate before, and the relationship was not bad at the beginning, Mu Xiaoxiao even invited her to attend the wedding, but after people went back, they began to privately say that Mu Xiaoxiao had a scheming, and if she didn't graduate from college, she would get married if she was fascinated by Guan Ming.
Although Guan Ming didn't tell Mu Xiaoxiao about this matter and had already dealt with it privately, when Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to call the other party, Shuangxing came out in time to stop it.
After all, Mu Xiaoxiao only invited four people over this time.
After some actual operation, Liu Mengmeng praised Guan Ming's new product streak, and also expressed great confidence, and officially announced that in the afternoon, a new product launch conference will be held this Sunday, and invitations will be widely distributed.
"Lao Sun, what did you say this time, I heard that a considerable number of invitations were sent abroad, didn't it mean that this new product is currently only allowed to be used in China and not put on foreign markets, how good it would be to give us a few more invitations, at least it can be brisker."
A bearded man with a big bag and a small bag slipped through his equipment and complained repeatedly.
"That's right, if you follow the previous specifications, it is estimated that we can have a person on this website, don't you see that the heads of people in Shanghai are about to be beaten into dog heads, if the head is not too angry, he will not send us over."
The person called Lao Sun was not very old, in his thirties and less than forty years old, and the two of them carried a bunch of things in their hands, and then waited in line to go through the security check.
"There's no way, the key is that people send new products every time, not to mention how much it's worth on the market, anyway, after the launch, the order can be auctioned for a long time, I can't afford to wait."
The bearded man sighed.
As a reporter, especially the reporter of the new product launch conference is still very popular, generally speaking, the press conference company will not pick the door, most of them are a new product according to the number of heads, you want to go back to unpack the test or have fun or something, but ask to write a little better, it is a bribe in disguise, but no one can say anything wrong.
However, there are some differences between Guan Ming Company and other companies, the difference is that Guan Ming Company's products do not have a physical store, and all goods are purchased online.
It may be due to the lack of market cultivation stage, but it also saves a lot of trouble, and at the same time drives the scale of Foxconn.
With the prosperity of the domestic market, Foxconn has long been developed in a country with lower labor costs, but Guan Ming has a meal of milk here, and it is still a little confused.
Whether it is to gradually increase the labor cost to ensure Guan Ming's orders, or to seek new development in countries with lower labor costs.
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However, it is a pity that Liu Mengmeng can't call the shots about this kind of thing, and Guan Ming, who can call the shots, doesn't bother to think about what it means for him to reduce the cost of a single cost by one or two hundred.
But I have to mention that in this new product launch, in terms of race, most of them are yellow.
"I said a long time ago that I would wait for you directly in Shanghai, if you have to let me turn around, I'm very tired."
"It's tiring to have your boyfriend buy you a ticket, I'm already envious" "I'm sorry, she's my fiancée, and I'm not a, thank you" "You sisters."
It was noisy and noisy, and there were two more men and one woman lined up at the tail of the line
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