Double evil in the business district

Xiao Yue stepped off the plane, and the dry and hot air mixed with the scent of unfamiliar spices hit her face.

This is the destination of her trip - an emerging market full of unknowns and hope.

Towering modern buildings are intertwined with low shanty towns, and noisy hawking sounds are intertwined with melodious local music. Everything seems so strange and full of vitality.

However, beneath this vitality, Xiao Yue felt a hint of uneasiness.

"Data, data..." She murmured softly, the few thin pages of information in her hands seemed so powerless.

Obtaining information here is much more difficult than she imagined. The official data is vague, and the private data is even more mixed, as if shrouded in a thick fog.

She consulted Mr. Li, a well-known local market expert, but all she got was some ambiguous answers.

Xiao Yue rubbed his temples and felt a headache.

Back at the hotel, during the video conference, Uncle Xiao's serious face appeared on the screen: "Xiao Yue, I think this emerging market is bleak. There is too little data and the risks are too great. Why don't we focus on the safe domestic market..." Xiao Yue patiently explained and analyzed the potential of emerging markets, but Uncle Xiao was still stubborn. Conservative opposition voices continued one after another. Even President Sun, who had always supported her, raised doubts, believing that the investment plan was too radical.

"I understand your concerns," Xiao Yue said firmly. "But precisely because of this lack of information, we have an opportunity to seize the initiative!" She pulled up the small amount of data compiled by Analyst Wu and pointed to an inconspicuous curve. "Although the overall data is confusing, the sales trend of this niche product shows that the consumption habits of local young people are changing..."

In the next few days, Xiao Yue visited the market and got to know the lives of local residents.

Translator Zhou translated for her diligently, but she found that the language barrier was only superficial, and the deeper problem was the cultural difference.

She began to try to understand the market in another way, no longer sticking to cold data, but feeling it with her heart.

One day, in a bustling local market, Xiao Yue noticed an inconspicuous stall surrounded by young people.

She asked Zhou the translator to go over and ask, and only then did she know that this was a new street snack that had quickly become popular among young people.

Xiao Yue looked at the smile on the young man's face and felt something in his heart.

This snack does not appear in any market report, but it truly reflects the consumption trends of the local young generation.

Back at the hotel, Xiao Yue told analyst Wu about this discovery and asked him to investigate further.

Analyst Wu was also skeptical at first, but with Xiao Yue's insistence, he began to re-sort the data and combined it with field visits, and gradually discovered the hope hidden behind the fog.

"Mr. Xiao," Analyst Wu said with a hint of excitement, "You're right! I discovered..."

Xiao Yue's mouth curled up slightly, "Contact Shen Ting, I want to..."

As soon as Xiao Yue returned to China, he faced criticism from conservative members such as Uncle Xiao.

The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn. Uncle Xiao slammed his teacup on the table, and the tea splashed out: "Nonsense! Absolutely nonsense! You are taking risks with the company's money. What if it all goes to waste?" Other conservative members also echoed, and the conference room was buzzing like a swarm of angry bees.

In the past, Xiao Yue would always come up with detailed data and analysis, and try to convince them with his arguments.

This time, she didn't.

She looked around at everyone calmly, a confident smile on her lips: "Uncle Xiao, uncles and aunts, I know what you are worried about. Instead of arguing here, why don't we go and see it together?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the conference room fell silent.

The conservatives looked at each other in surprise, obviously not expecting Xiao Yue to make such a suggestion.

They are used to sitting in comfortable offices and giving orders, and are used to judging everything with their inherent thinking patterns. Field inspections, which are "hard work", have never been within their consideration.

Uncle Xiao was stunned for a long moment, then he pushed his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a hint of disbelief: "You...you mean, you want us to go with you to that...that godforsaken place?"

Xiao Yue's eyes were firm, and her tone was unquestionable: "That's right. It's better to see it with your own eyes than to hear it from others. I have booked your plane tickets and hotels, and you will leave in three days." After she finished speaking, she stood up and left the meeting room, leaving the conservatives looking at each other in bewilderment, like a group of acupunctured sculptures.

Three days later, Xiao Yue and his group boarded a flight to the emerging market.

Uncle Xiao complained all the way, sometimes about the bumpy plane and sometimes about the hot local climate.

The other conservative members were mostly silent, with resistance written all over their faces.

Xiao Yue sat quietly aside, watching the changing clouds outside the window, with a mysterious smile on his lips.

She made a phone call: "Expert Li, is everything ready?"

Expert Li took Xiao Yue to a secluded teahouse in a mysterious manner. Under the dim light, he took out a slightly worn report from his briefcase: "Ms. Xiao, this is the result of my many years of private research. It is incomplete, but very valuable. I hope it will be helpful to you." Xiao Yue took the report, flipped through it quickly, and her eyes became brighter and brighter.

Although this report is simple, it covers private economic activities that official data cannot reach. It is like a ray of sunshine that clears the fog and illuminates the direction for her to move forward.

This is like timely help!

After returning to the hotel, Xiao Yue immediately held an emergency meeting with analyst Wu.

The two worked tirelessly on this report, combining it with the data they had collected previously.

Analyst Wu is worthy of being Xiao's elite. He quickly captured the key information in the report and integrated it with the existing data.

Gradually, a preliminary emerging market economic model emerged before them.

Although the model is not perfect, it is a good start, like a bright light in the darkness, guiding them in the direction of progress.

Just when Xiao Yue and Analyst Wu were excited about the progress they had made, Translator Zhou rushed in, his face pale: "Mr. Xiao, something bad has happened! I just got the news that the local government may introduce new policies to restrict foreign investment..." This news was like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering the joy of Xiao Yue and Analyst Wu.

The models they worked so hard to build may become meaningless in the face of new policies.

Xiao Yue took a deep breath, trying to keep calm, his eyes sharp: "Is the news reliable?" Translator Zhou nodded nervously: "It is reliable. My friend works in a government department and heard it with his own ears." The room fell into a suffocating silence.

Xiao Yue walked to the window and looked at the brightly lit city outside, his heart surging.

After a long moment, she turned around, a look of determination flashing in her eyes. "Contact Shen Ting. I need his help." She paused, her tone turning cold. "Also, arrange for me to meet...that friend immediately."