Chapter 562 Using New Year’s Money

An Zhixia also wrote them down one by one with a pen, analyzed their advantages and disadvantages and the feasibility of signing the contract, and put them behind the plan just now.

Since there were no problems with the three major and five small contracts, the whole process went very quickly. An Zhiqiu signed all the contracts in two days, and everyone took a flight back home.

Once they landed, they began to go about their own business.

An Zhixia, after reviewing enough information and conducting a detailed and comprehensive market survey, sorted out the various plans and sent them to Mr. De.

"This is a very advanced move," Mr. De thought for a long time with a solemn face, and said with a slight sigh, "Although I am very optimistic about this plan, I can also predict that its implementation will encounter unprecedented challenges. resistance!”

"I know, didn't you once say that a black cat or a white cat that can catch mice is a good cat? We, Xia Hua, have now developed on the international stage. It makes no sense that we can export to the outside world but not bring in the inside." An Zhixia explained patiently.

“I understand what you mean,” Mr. De nodded. “You wrote it in great detail in your plan, and you also attached real and reliable data to support it.

Let's do this, leave the documents with me first, and you can go back and continue working. I will get back to you as soon as possible. "

An Zhixia responded with a smile.

Normally, Mr. De can criticize a small matter on the spot, but this involves a large level, and he also needs to discuss it with other people in the organization. After all, they control the direction of Xia Hua's progress and must have a long-term vision instead of being blinded by the small profits and benefits in front of them.

This matter will not make much progress in the short term, but An Zhixia believes that what will happen in the future should be advanced and proceed in a direction that is beneficial to Xia Hua.

It is worth mentioning that little girl Fang Gexin developed all the photos she took when she got home and posted them all over her cabin.

Then she compared the notes she had written, bit by bit, the original touch that the scene in the photo brought to her at that time, and wrote it out in a contagious writing style.

She revised, added, and searched for information over and over again. She spent the whole summer doing such tedious and complicated work.

Suddenly one day, she ran to An Zhixia's office with the last revised version of her brochure.

"Hey, how come our second sister is willing to leave the house to look for me?" An Zhixia said with a slight smile in surprise. She got up and went to the rest room to open the refrigerator and got a bottle of drink for her and handed it over.

The little girl handed over her results with a mysterious smile, then picked up the drink and opened it. She gulped and said proudly: "Mom, I wrote a travel diary!"

An Zhixia knew that this little girl locked herself in the house every day, not letting anyone in or going out to play.

The originally lively and cheerful child suddenly changed her temper, and the family was a little worried about her.

Fang Yuan and An Zhixia had some suspicions that the little girl had entered a rebellious stage, or that she had just begun to fall in love with someone they liked.

However, they are relatively open-minded parents and have no intention of secretly opening her room to find out.

It was just a knock on the side to explore the news, but the little girl didn't even say a little secret with a small secret.

In desperation, An Zhixia and Fang Yuan began to sing a double act in front of the children, telling many examples of their "colleagues" in order to teach the children how to distinguish right from wrong and protect themselves.

The children listened with great interest. When asked about their feelings after the lecture, they all responded very positively.

Ke Fang Gexin is still the same...

When An Zhixia was ready to take some necessary measures, she came over and took the initiative to explain.

“Okay, you’ve already written a letter?

But you wrote a book, and why didn't you reveal a single word to us? Your father and I were so frightened that we wanted to find a psychologist for you to seek counseling. "An Zhixia opened the booklet with curiosity and joy.

The book is very thick, and the outside is made of kraft paper. On it is a picture of An Zhiqiu holding a trophy and solemnly looking at the rising red flag.

Although the man is already the father of four children, he has been focusing on cooking over the years. He seems to have been forgotten by the years, but he still has the purity and purity of a college student. His eyes are full of love for the motherland and are so contagious that they can penetrate the paper and penetrate directly into people's hearts, arousing resonance.

What’s more important is that the man’s face is like a crown jade, his eyes are like bright stars, and his figure is tall and tall. He looks like the most perfect statue under the sunlight.

Flipping through, the photos inside are almost arranged in order. There are at most two reduced color photos on each side. Together with the little girl’s profound and touching insights, it feels like a literary feast!

Although Fang Gexin is only fourteen years old, she has a profound accumulation of literary knowledge and a deep understanding of foreign humanities. Therefore, her language is sometimes angry and embarrassed, sometimes silent and reticent, and occasionally she is hopeful, or she is full of reserves to move forward. The motivation of Xia Hua is more about the gap between Xia Hua and international powers.

If An Zhixia hadn't known in advance that this was written by Fang Gexin, he would have thought it was a young author with great potential.

This is not just a simple travelogue, it is clearly dragging people into the bustling streets of the capital of country M, following closely beside the author, and through those easy-to-understand words, they experience a heart-shaking, almost immersive experience. Chest-exploding mixed emotions.

“It’s so well written!” An Zhixia was so immersed in it that she actually spent the whole morning reading it from front to back, reading it word by word, nodding her head in admiration.

Fang Gexin's eyes were bright after being praised by her, her little face flushed lightly, and the corners of her lips restrained from grinning to the base of her ears, "Mom, do you think this book of mine is worthy of being turned into a magazine and printed in batches for everyone?" see?

Nowadays, many people do not have the opportunity to go abroad. Even watching TV, they cannot deeply understand the feeling of a strong country and a weak country facing a direct impact.

So, Mom, I want to use my lucky money to print the booklet into a charity magazine to encourage everyone not to be satisfied with the status quo and to work together to develop Xiahua.

Even if we are not ambitious enough, in order to live a good life, we must study hard and learn skills well. The living standards of foreigners are there, which is enough to inspire us to make progress in all aspects! "

An Zhixia raised her eyebrows after hearing this, and rolled her eyes and already had an idea.

But she frowned slightly, "Are you sure you want to use your own New Year's money?"

Fang Gexin hesitated.

She started to count on her fingers how much money she had in her little treasury. Alas, when she had just been generous, she was filled with great ambitions, but when she needed to use the little treasury, she immediately felt distressed.

"I, I have more than nine hundred yuan..." She hesitated, closed her eyes and gritted her teeth and asked: "Mom, how many copies can be printed?"

(End of this chapter)