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Chapter six hundred and ninety seventh, the narrow gate(1/2)

Seoul International Airport.

Shin Chung-hee and Jung Yong-min bowed to the exit at forty-five degrees.

"Master Uedo."

"Baga, Vice President Shin, I have reminded you that you don't need to pick me up at the airport, why do you still come?" Masami Kumodon looked at Shin Zhengxi with a face.

"I'm worried that the head of the Utou office is not familiar with the road to Seoul, so..." Shin Zhengxi said tremblingly.

"Vice President Shin, flattery cannot give you points, so let's not be an example." Masami Uchido held up the sunglasses with an outrageous lens on her nose and said, "Let's go, there are too many people at the airport."

"Yes, Yes, Yes, Master Uchido, the car is waiting outside, I'll take you there now."

Shin Zhengxi made a call and took Mami Uchi and his group to the parking lot.

In the corner of the exit, a pair of cold eyes followed Masami Uedo all the way outside. She took back her gaze until she couldn't see her back and muttered to herself, "This woman is so majestic, I will do this in the future."

The group got into the car and the convoy quickly drove to Yeouido. The office of the New Miracle Group was set up on the 27th floor of Dahan Life 63 Building on the island.

Mami Ueto acted decisively and immediately asked Shin Chung-hee to report on her work as soon as she arrived at the office.

This is the benefit of having a private jet, which can better arrange flight time, and will not make your journey too tiring, and improve time efficiency and work efficiency.

"Midou, after in-depth investigation and comparison of Midoba and Mito Group, I think Midoba is more suitable for us to invest. Li Ju of Mito Group is too aggressive;

Last year, Sanfeng Group obtained an open land originally used as a landfill in Ruicao District. It planned to build a four-story office building on this land, and the foundations have been laid;

But afterwards, Li Liu temporarily changed the plan and felt that the location there was very good and the benefits of building an office building could not be maximized. So he decided to convert it into a department store, and at the same time he asked to build a floor to create a large indoor ice rink, and change the four floors to five floors.

Because the foundation is planned according to four floors and is used as an office building, if it is to be built, the original structural plan of the floor must be changed, which obviously violates relevant regulations and is too risky. The project manager informed Li Liu of the various harms of this change and refused to implement the change.

However, Li Liu insisted on his own actions. After being rejected, he simply fired his previous project team and found a construction company that he owned and took on the subsequent projects. At the same time, Li Liu changed his mind again and converted the ice rink on the fifth floor into a catering floor."

"I'm very brave, I actually joke about my life. Vice President Shin, prepare Midoha's information, I'll take a look later." Masami Uedo picked up the mineral water on the table and took a sip, "Go to the next topic first."

"In order to welcome the convening of the Olympic Games, the Blue House has clearly proposed to vigorously support the plastic surgery industry. In the past two months, Seoul has established three new plastic surgery hospitals."

"Is there any connection between the Olympics and the plastic surgery industry?" Masami Uchido asked in surprise.

"Uh..." Shin Chung-hee said after embarrassing for a while: "The Blue House is about to express that it means that the public will actively have plastic surgery and welcome the Olympics with a better image."

"Haha, Vice President Shin, please continue." Masami Uedo said with a smile.

"I screened several hospitals with relatively high technical skills and finally selected Jelim Jelin Plastic Surgery Hospital as the acquisition target of the new miracle. On the Artist Care Fund, the young lady also agreed with my choice."

"What is the current scale of this Jerin?"

“The scale is not too large, there are only three doctors and one anesthetist, and there are several nurses, but the three doctors are also the deans, and their technical level is all top elites in various fields;

President Yang Tou Bing published the "Faceful Bone Contour Correction Surgery" at the Korean Plastic Surgery Association two years ago, published the "Clinical Analysis of Facial Bone Contour Correction Surgery" last year, and published the "Faceful Bone Contour Correction Surgery" at the first Toyo Cosmetic Plastic Surgery Association held in Tokyo this year;

In the field of facial plastic surgery, Dean Yang Tou Biao has one of the best technical skills.

College Director Yang Ding has made great achievements in neck wrinkle removal, eye plastic surgery, nose plastic surgery, body shape remodeling, chest plastic surgery, etc.;

Dean Li Renya is more proficient in plastic surgery on his legs and buttocks.”

"There are only three doctors at the same time. Jerin is the partner system?"

"Yes, there is no capital support behind Jalin, it was established by the three of them jointly funded."

"It is a good model for plastic surgery hospitals to adopt a partnership system. When the president once discussed plastic surgery hospitals with me, he told me that in the hospital, he should implement a system of higher skills and more rewards, and within the limited fee range, the higher the skilled doctor's fee standard, the higher the fee standard.

Our pumpkin cart plastic surgery chain hospital needs to create a doctor benchmark with annual revenue of more than 500 million won [731 to 1 USD], which makes it easier for us to absorb plastic surgery talents from both countries, Japan and locally.

The president’s established strategy for the pumpkin cart is to base himself on Seoul and slowly expand to other cities in South Korea, wait for a stable position in South Korea, and then wait for the right time to expand to other Asian countries."

Plastic surgery technology is actually the most advanced in the country, followed by Japan. Although the plastic surgery field in South Korea developed very early, the technology has not been very advanced. It was not until the 1970s that a group of plastic surgery talents returned from studying abroad, which brought South Korea's plastic surgery technology to a great level.

The reason why Nan Yi chose to start developing plastic surgery business from Seoul was because he knew how huge the potential consumer market in South Korea was, and he also knew that the South Korean government would build the plastic surgery industry into a national pillar industry.

After finishing her work, Masami Uedo and Shin Zhengxi left Yeouido with a stack of information. This time she flew to Seoul. In addition to paying attention to the mall investment and plastic surgery hospital, she also brought three other errands that needed to be completed:

First, investigate Zhenlu Company and study the feasibility of the acquisition; second, call a front station for py securities and Scarlett Fund to settle in Seoul; third, quietly place the Daewoo strategy team in Seoul.

Whether it is Nan Yi's memory or the research conclusions of the Intellectual Policy Committee, it shows that Daewoo's new type of chaebol and fast-growing chaebol are full of hidden dangers. With large-scale debt expansion, Daewoo seems to be expanding rapidly, with flowers and a prosperous scene, but in fact its capital chain is very fragile, like a ship that runs through the iron chain. As long as a few ships rushed, the Daewoo giant ship was instantly destroyed.

According to South Korea's current economic development pace, the door to entry of traditional industries will be closed in less than fifteen years. It is too late to wait for the new miracle to develop slowly. A whale must be killed, cut off its rotten meat, and put the whale skin on the new miracle.

At this point, Daewoo, who would kill himself, naturally came into Nanyi's sight.

...

The coastal Avenue, a presence used by Indians to benchmark the Bund.

Nan Yi said he would not comment on this place. He had passed by here several times these days, but he had never stopped to appreciate it once.

"Benjamin, is this the necklace around the queen's neck?"

Arriving at the beachfront, Shielga stood on the embankment and looked at the Arabian Sea, then looked at the cement piers on the shore, and said in great disappointment.

"Yes, it's more abstract, you need to use your own imagination, Hilga, close your eyes."

Hilljae smiled slightly and closed her eyes as she said.

"Listen, what's the sound?"

"The sound of the waves."

"No, this is my heartbeat. What does it smell?"

Hilljay knew her appearance very well, and there were many people who flirted with her. Benjamin's flirting method in front of her was a bit innovative. She wanted to see it again, so she cooperated with Nan Yi and walked down, "The smell of sea water also has a little bit of garbage smell."

"No, this is my hormones and dopamine secretion."

"Ha." Hilljay opened her eyes and smiled, "Benjamin, your methods of picking up girls are so old-fashioned and your skills are bad."

Nan Yi spread his hands and said helplessly: "There is no way. Women were chasing me before, so my skills in picking up girls have never been trained. Hilja, are you willing to show your kindness and reduce the difficulty of picking up you?"

"Haha, I'm wrong. You're not having a bad skill, you're just in a hurry to get me to bed, right?"

"You are very smart, but you speak too directly, which will make my face unstoppable."

"real?"

"Maybe."

"You certainly won't, Benjamin, you're a cheeky person."

Nan Yi deliberately said with a stern face: "You know too much, be careful that I will kill you to silence you."

"How would you let me die, gun, knife, or chainsaw? No matter what it is, as long as it is not cancer." Hilljay frowned.

"Why can't it be cancer? Some people who are very important to you have cancer?"

"Yes, my grandma."

"Sorry, I sincerely hope Mrs. Hagman will recover soon."

"Thank you, but my grandma is from my mother's side, you can call her Ms. Martin."

"Ok, I wish Ms. Martin a speedy recovery."

"We won't talk about this, Benjamin, I'll stay in India for a while. What do you think is more interesting?"

"If you want to see the scenery, you can buy a travel manual with pictures and detailed introductions. If you want to take a cultural journey, then you can go deep into the lives of locals and see, do you know who they are?"

Nan Yi said, pointing to the sidewalk with a Gandhi hat on his head, a white shirt on his upper body, and a tin-shaped container in his hand.

"Who?"

"Dawabala means lunch box person, the one who delivers lunch to customers."

"What they have is the lunch box?"

"No, the outside is a tin bucket, which is used to keep warm and prevent impact, and it is also used to mark the route, and the inside is a lunch box."

"Hmm, how do you mark the route? The color is the same, and there is no writing on the barrel."

"On the bucket lid, they have their own password system, which uses a short combination of letters and numbers to indicate the delivery address, the departure station, the arrival station, the responsible team, and other information."

"Does they want to deliver very little food? If there are too many, how can they remember it?" Shirga had already become interested in Dawabala.

"Dawabala has a lot of meals to deliver, with a total of 128,925 servings, and their number is also quite large, with a total of 2,409 people. This is the data from five days ago. It may increase or decrease now.

Although there are a lot of meals to be delivered, Dawabala is divided into sections. As long as the lunch boxes are transferred, divided, and distributed to everyone, there will not be too many addresses to remember. Moreover, their customers are relatively fixed, providing services all year round and charging monthly fees.

Dawabala's job is excellent. By chance, their meal loss rate is less than one in ten million."

"Have you learned in depth?" asked Hillja.

"Well, I'm very interested in Dawabala. Their salary is very low, but it's not easy to become a Dawabala. Someone needs to be a referral. Once they become a Dawabala, they rarely give up the job and usually keep working."

"Why? This should not be a job that requires professional skills. If they learn a skill, they should be able to find a job with higher salaries, right?"

"You will understand that most of the people here do not have any special professional skills and can only make a living by working hard. Therefore, they really want to gain stability, even if it is just stable poverty, and always know where their next meal comes from. This is a very happy thing."

"I don't understand very much. Benjamin, if you know what tomorrow, or even the day after tomorrow, what fun will life be if you don't have a sense of freshness?"

"Have you bought a lotto?"

"I buy it occasionally, but I'm very lucky and have never won the prize." Hillja said, spreading his hands.

"Okay, then let me assume that if you wake up every day, you will face countless doors. You have to open one door and walk in. Behind the door may be poverty, disease, or bullying. Various bullying may make you live worse than death, and some may make you die directly.
To be continued...
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