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Feng Yiping is a man of his word, and when he says he'll go to Fifth Avenue, he really ans it – plus take pictures.

It was only when they arrived on Fifth Avenue that Feng Yiping truly appreciated the luxury of this aweso city of New York. On both sides of the road, skyscrapers stood side by side, all vying to be the tallest, while the shops below housed famous brands from all over the United States and the world.

In Jacob's words, 'You can find famous brands from all over the world on this street,'

'There are also many museums on the street, such as the tropolitan Museum of Art. Shall I take you there?' Seeing that Feng Yiping had no intention of shopping, Jacob suggested.

Feng Yiping pretended to look at his watch, "I want to go, but visiting the tropolitan Museum will take at least half a day. We'll talk about it later when we have ti. Let's just sit here," he said perfunctorily, pointing to an outdoor café on the road ahead.

He wasn't interested in visiting museums right now.

What he hated most before was that whenever people talked about going abroad, they would brag about which museums they had visited. For example, when many people went to Paris, the first place they went to was either the Moulin Rouge or the Avenue Montaigne, but the photos they showed off to others were always of the Louvre.

That was really quite aningless, and Feng Yiping didn't want to brag about being like that either. Since they were out to have fun, of course they would do whatever made them feel comfortable and happy, and there was no need to pretend that they were in a foreign country, mainly to be imrsed in art and culture.

...

As for the New York Economic Club, the original Feng Yiping had never heard of it. This ti, after receiving an invitation, he looked up so information and discovered that it was really a very prestigious club.

It was founded in 1907 by the Modern Wall Street Boss Club, a private organisation that unites the global business and financial communities to discuss global economic developnt.

Therefore, its mbers overlap to so extent with those of the Modern Wall Street Boss Club.

What kind of existence does the Wall Street Modern Owners Club, a club with a na that is both rustic, arrogant and vulgar, have? Its founders were the 24 stockbrokers who signed the Sycamore Agreent, which was the earliest club for broker owners.

The union committee of this club is familiar to everyone. It was first renad the New York Stock Exchange mbers Association, and in 1863, it was once again renad to its current na, the New York Stock Exchange.

So, aweso!

So, the New York Economic Club is, in terms of origin, a genuine second generation.

It is not just a second generation, because of the Arican-style political and business mobility system, this so-called largest private club in the United States has a very close relationship with the governnt. It is said that throughout the 1960s and 1970s, it not only provided a lot of resources to put JFK on the throne, but also had a lot of say in public policy at the ti.

In addition, it often exists as the 'third track' diplomatic departnt of the United States.

Before the 1990s, it mainly organised speeches by world leaders. Not only did the US president give speeches here, but also Winston Churchill, Margaret Thatcher, Mikhail Gorbachev, Indira Gandhi, and even President Feng Yiping, who gave a speech here in April last year.

It was only in recent years that the Club has started to organise speeches by academics and business people.

'As far as I know, you will be the first Chinese person not in a leadership position to be invited by our club, and you are also one of the youngest speakers to have ever given a speech at the club,'

Julie always regarded Feng Yiping as an ordinary young man. On the way to the club, she said to Feng Yiping, who looked a little solemn, trying to cheer him up a bit: 'Young people like these kinds of honours, don't they?'

But her words were useless. Feng Yiping nodded indifferently, as if he didn't care about such honours.

In fact, he had known about them long ago, and he did care and was excited about them. But right now, he didn't have ti to think about them.

He was holding the speech in his hands, quietly looking out the window. In fact, his mind was not at all outside.

He had been taking deep breaths in secret and going over in his mind once again what his expression should be at the beginning of his speech, what his pace and tone of voice should be, what actions he should make in the middle, how often he should look at the audience and at the people on the stage, and what he should do if he got stuck or said the wrong word.

This was a very crucial opportunity, not only for him personally but also for Jiasheng Group, and he could not afford to make any mistakes.

The speech was to be held in the club's large hall, which resembled a theatre. Feng Yiping, who liked things simple and bright, didn't really like the place, which had a dark, deep maroon colour as its main the, old-fashioned luxurious decorations, and dim lighting.

But the rich people at the club obviously liked this sowhat historical place and were quite proud of it, so Feng Yiping just went along with it.

Like in China, there was a podium on the stage-like dais in the middle, with two rows of seats on either side. Naturally, the big shots of the club and so forr governnt officials sat there.

After the chairman of the club had briefly introduced Feng Yiping's identity and highly praised his book, the lights in the rest of the hall dimd, and only this part of the stage was brightly lit.

In a suit, Feng Yiping, amid applause, smiled and walked to the back of the podium, looking vacantly at the large audience below. 'Mr. Chairman, gentlen, ladies, seniors, good afternoon everyone! Thank you very much, Mr. Chairman, for your comnts on my work, and thank you all for your support.'

He felt a little dry in his throat and his voice wavering when he said these words, so he took a big gulp of mineral water and, instead of holding his fists in front of him as before, relaxed and rested his hands on the sides of the lectern. He even leaned his whole body against the lectern, with his right foot extended to the left of his left foot, touching the ground only with the tips of his toes.

'To be honest, my original intention in writing this book was to figure out what I had to do to gain an advantage over other companies in the industry, to survive and even thrive.

In other words, the purpose of writing this book in the first place was to target the businesses of everyone here, and everyone here was my hypothetical enemy.'

He said this unconventional opening with a smile, and the audience, both on and off the stage, listened with a smile. Among the twenty-odd people on the stage, many of them laughed out loud.

'I know this sounds a bit arrogant, but when I was penniless, this was indeed how I thought. I was young, and I lacked everything except dreams and courage.

At the ti, I thought, if I were to start a fast food business, how would I compete with my peers, and how would I compete with Yum! If I were to make software, would Microsoft crush with the slightest action?

If I hadn't thought through these questions, I wouldn't have felt secure when starting my own business, because I knew that without a clear strategy, any success I might achieve would be temporary.

At that ti, the more I thought about it, the more helpless I felt, the more disappointed I beca, and the less confident I was.

Because I had analysed countless possibilities, but when I had achieved sothing and was qualified to face everyone in the company, I still had no chance of success.

Because whether it was tangible or intangible capital, I could not compare with everyone.

But should I just give up? This was certainly an easy option, but obviously not the right one.

So I thought and thought, and then I happened to see so examples of people using it. Inspired by them, I finally got a general direction: in the existing highly competitive market, that is, in the Red Sea as described in the book, I cannot compete with everyone, so I have to find a new way and a new market.

Finally, I had a feasible idea, and I finally had a little confidence to start a business. In the process of starting a business, I not only explored and studied other examples, but finally, I finally sumd up the principles of the blue ocean strategy and how to create, formulate, and execute a blue ocean strategy that suits your company.

Today, those who bought tickets to listen to Feng Yiping's speech all have similar problems as him. Although they are now much stronger than Feng Yiping when he first started his business, there are still mountains with various advantages in front of them. Feng Yiping's words have touched their hearts, and everyone is deeply moved.

If you don't plan for the future, you will have imdiate worries. The sa applies to a business. Therefore, many listeners who were also worried about the future of their business did not hold back in giving Feng Yiping, who shared their concerns, a round of applause.

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