the boss entered 10 minutes after everybody was seated. the assistant took off his jacket and handed it to the waiter. he adjusted the chair for him to sit down. then dinner started. everything was like the movie of old-time shanghai; where the bund was the stage for all the rich and powerful to show off their prowess.
only tonite, nobody brought any armed body guard.
it was a dinner meeting. talked about whether to set up the bumping line within the company or worked with others to set it up.
"i brot a bottle of red-wine." ann said.
"nowadays a lot of wines are fake; just sugar water plus coloring." jay said.
"i know. but this was bought in the italian airport when i had my vacation there."
"why must we work so hard, at a loss for so many years? might as well be doing what the maotai people doing - make some rice wine. look, the price of a bottle of maotai increases many folds in 5 years. and people still going after it. and we are in the opposite side of the coin, the more we put into our chips, the less we sell it for..... why?" before seeping any wine, jay started to grumble.
the boss said, "who said our business cannot make money. look at the world number 1 fab, in taiwan, they are making tons of money. there's money to be made, only WE did not know how to make it."
everybody kept quiet.
last year,surprising was one of the best years in the industry, if you could not make money out of it, how are you going to make money this year?
then ah lian said, "food is here, let start the dinner."
- when things come to a head, start eating.
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