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商業技術为佛山商业添砖加瓦

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3月27日，由广东省连锁经营协会商業技術专业委员会与佛山市禅城区经济和科技促进局共同举办“商业科技工作培训班“，在佛山市禅城区创意产业园隆重开班。广东省连锁经营协会孙雄会长、佛山市禅城區經濟和科技促進局副局長陳娴、深圳市华阳信通科技发展有限公司董事长黄新山、深圳市飞瑞斯科技有限公司总经理王道江、广东新信德节能环保有限公司董事长胡海，来自佛山市禅城区企业中高层管理者等共计五十余人参会。会上就”移动互联网环境下传统行业的O2O体系建设”、“以数据为中心，以客为先的大数据分析系统”、“商企全方位节能的科技应用现状和趋势”三个主题展开演讲，用科技武裝商業，用科技改造商業，共同打造“綠色商業、智慧商業、現代商業”。

佛山市禅城區經濟和科技促進局副局長陳娴

參會領導合影

培訓現場

演講詳細內容：

黃新山——移動互聯網環境下傳統行業的O2O體系建設

http://www.gdchain.org/index.php?m=content&c=index&a=show&catid=78&id=8927

王道江——以數據爲中心，以客爲先的大數據分析系統

http://www.gdchain.org/index.php?m=content&c=index&a=show&catid=78&id=8928

胡??海——商企全方位節能的科技應用現狀和趨勢

http://www.gdchain.org/index.php?m=content&c=index&a=show&catid=78&id=8929

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Day broke, a dingy grey, dark with woolly cloud and heavy rain; a wall of fog rose up around us, while the road was uphill towards the mountains. “No, sir! I won’t go up, today, even if you did plan to surprise——” Dick, Larry and Mr. Whiteside, listening for a call from Sandy, went hurrying along. But no call from Sandy. He had decided that it would be a wiser thing to hide than to risk doing battle with the pilot if he was actually as bad as they suspected; with that in mind he had crawled in through the opening from the back, into the fuselage of the amphibian. There, fairly comfortable, he lay, full length, listening. The open top allowed air to come because a strong, puffy breeze had gotten up, driving great, black thunderclouds before it. [122] Grenville, being on the look-out for new taxes, had paid particular attention to the rapid growth of the American colonies, and was inspired with the design of drawing a revenue from them. 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