Dong Qiangqiang put away the camera, drove back to the city, enjoyed an authentic French breakfast, and then went straight to the Internet cafe.
The combined size of the photos and recording files was quite large. Dong Qiangqiang sent it to Duanmu but was returned by the other party's email. He guessed that there was not enough space in the mailbox, but this did not bother Dong Qiangqiang. He quickly applied for a domestic free network space. , and then transferred all the information to the space server, and then sent the user name and password of the FTP server to Duanmu's mailbox.
Immediately afterwards, he applied non-stop for the international domain name ".com" of the Zen Fund and the corresponding server. While uploading the website page he made last night, he called Tong Lele and Dong Yiqing respectively. Please ask them to help check English and German to eliminate grammatical or other errors in the website content.
Duanmu replied quickly, saying that after reading the information, he would find someone to consult about possible tricks in it and then contact Dong Qiangqiang. He also asked him to find as many third-party transportation companies as possible to inquire about the situation like yesterday. Grab, grab, grab
Dong Qiangqiang searched through different keywords in the search engine, and finally found eight companies that might have something to do with Vivendi. He flipped through the yellow pages of the map. The eight companies were all far and near, but luckily they were all within the five districts. He estimated that he could finish the trip in one day, which gave him a little more confidence.
Just before leaving the Internet cafe, Dong Qiangqiang accidentally opened the official website of "Lebai" travel agency.
Before returning to China, Lao Bai specifically told him to remember to maintain the operation of the website. For several days after leaving home, he was worried about problems with the server or the forum. Only when he clicked on it did he find that everything on the website was normal.
He uploaded the Paris-style photos he had taken over the past few days to the forum in detail, and combined the content of the scenic spots he had found before departure with the photos to compile a simple travel guide, supplemented by sour words, fake jealousy, and sad spring. With Qiu's emotion, the image of an artistic young man appeared online.
The strategy is complete and presentable, and Dong Qiangqiang is very satisfied with it, so the Paris line has taken shape. He felt that the biggest benefit of the job Duanmu gave him was not actually the money, but that he could organically combine on-the-ground due diligence and travel exploration. He could kill two birds with one stone and lay a solid foundation for leading tours in the future.
After writing the travelogue, he went through the text again from beginning to end. After making sure that nothing was missing, he was about to close the web page, but found that someone had already left a message at the bottom of the article.
Is there anyone else in the forum at this time? Dong Qiangqiang was quite surprised and unconsciously read out the message in a low voice: "Interesting text, vivid photos, when can I go to Paris? Oh, I envy you so much..."
The speaker’s avatar is a very cute cartoon lion. Dong Qiangqiang clicked on the avatar and discovered that she was a registered user just the day before yesterday, but she had already posted her thoughts on many posts. Looking at the comments, it seemed that she was very interested in free travel in Europe. .
Dong Qiangqiang really didn't expect that someone would find his own travel website in the vast Internet so quickly. It seems that doing SEO for the website really helps. After some joy, he left a message after the other person's text: "Europe has everything you expect. When you want to travel in Europe, you are welcome to choose Lebai as your guide. Lebai will definitely not let you down."
He refreshed the page several times after leaving a message, but the other party did not write any new messages. Just when Dong Qiangqiang was about to close the page and leave the Internet cafe, the forum showed that he had received a private message.
"Hello, can you give me your QQ number?" The sign was "Little Lion", "I have some travel-related questions that I would like to ask."
Dong Qiangqiang gave the other party his QQ number "1053286" and asked her through which channel she found Lebai.
But the "little lion" did not immediately add him to QQ as he expected, which made him slightly disappointed.嘘戅戅
With cars, long roads become short. Dong Qiangqiang quickly found the first transportation company. The company's appearance is bigger than the one he went to yesterday. In order to avoid similar unnecessary troubles again, Dong Qiangqiang adjusted the focus of his words.
After self-introduction and simple greetings, Dong Qiangqiang discovered that this is a French company. They are very polite in dealing with people. They are completely different from the one yesterday. The service quotations are also posted on the wall, which is open and transparent, and can be seen at a glance.
Dong Qiangqiang learned wisely this time. According to his description, the story became: The restaurant had previously negotiated with a garbage disposal company owned by Vivendi. The restaurant hoped to settle quarterly, but Vivendi’s charging standard was much higher than the restaurant’s. Apart from the budget, they also required settlement every two weeks without any room for negotiation. In the end, the two parties gave up because they could not agree on the cost of garbage transportation and the accounting period.
The person communicating with Dong Qiangqiang was a young-looking French girl with a small French headdress on her short blond hair and a pair of diamond drop-shaped earrings. She spoke softly and softly.
As soon as she inadvertently said, "Vivendi is also one of our customers," she was called away by her vigilant colleagues. Dong Qiangqiang had no choice but to look for other companies.
But his luck today was obviously not as good as yesterday. The remaining companies were either as wary as the first one he ran to, or when Dong Qiangqiang searched for the address of the transportation company according to the map, he found that the company had closed down, without any new discoveries at all.
When he drove into the street where the last company on the list was located, he saw the old office furniture swaying on both sides of the street at a glance. He suddenly felt cold: He had seen this scene many times in the morning. Could this company be the same as the previous one? Did several companies go bankrupt? He won't carry it so little, right?
For a moment, he had the urge to rush into a street store and buy lottery tickets.
Although frustrated, he still walked into the open door with hesitation. Through the dim light in the corridor, he saw that the name engraved on the metal nameplate on the corridor wall was exactly the name of the company he was looking for.
He looked into the room, his eyes sliding across the empty walls and finally landing on the large and small cardboard boxes and debris on the floor. Some of the cartons were full, and some were still half full, but no staff was seen in the room.
"Is there anyone here?" Dong Qiangqiang asked to another ajar door in the "empty" room.
"Who is it?" A figure stood up from a pile of cardboard boxes, startling Dong Qiangqiang.
Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man with a haggard face. He had gray hair and a face that was paler than his hair. He was slender and slightly stooped. He looked as if he had been malnourished for a long time.
"Hello, is this Dominica Logistics and Transportation Co., Ltd.?" Dong Qiangqiang looked around and asked.
Hearing Dong Qiangqiang's question, the expression on the middle-aged man's face was both surprised and embarrassed. He slowly took off his glasses, searched Dong Qiangqiang's face intently for a few seconds, and asked with vigilance: "Who are you? Is something wrong?"
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