The supreme master of the female president

Jiangtian Group.

Yang Yitian parked the car, took the elevator to the president's office, lay on his back on the European-style sofa, and stared at the ceiling with fixed eyes.

After a few minutes, Yang Yitian took out his mobile phone, found Liu Yanran's number, hesitated for a while, and pressed the dial button.

"Hi, the phone you dialed is off."

Yang Yitian frowned deeply, and slowly put away his phone, remembering what Liu Yanran said last time, unless she took the initiative to contact him, don't go to her.

However, Yang Yitian misses his son so much that he can even dream of his immature face when he sleeps at night, and the way he laughs at him.

"The Liu family." Yang Yitian's deep pupils released a ray of coldness. The Liu family is his biggest obstacle. If this gap is not crossed, then he and Liu Yanran's son will never be able to return to their side.

Therefore, Yang Yitian knew that he had to develop his own business in the shortest possible time in order to confront the Liu family head-on.

Yang Yitian picked up the landline on the desk, dialed Wu Qiufeng from the marketing department, and asked deeply, "How is the jewelry store going?"

"Chairman, the store has started to be renovated, and it will officially open in a week!" Wu Qiufeng responded.

"As soon as possible!" Yang Yitian hung up the phone after finishing his instructions, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window, looking at the busy flow of people below, his eyes were gloomy and gloomy, thinking about something.

a few days later.

A tall, yellow-haired, blue-eyed foreigner with a western face came to Jiangtian Group. He was carefully selected by Bolinke and sent to help Yang Yitian manage jewelry marketing.

"Your Excellency, my name is John, and I was sent by Mr. Brinker to assist you!" John put his right hand on his left chest and bent slightly towards Yang Yitian to show his respect for him.

Yang Yitian looked indifferent, and said lightly: "Sit down!"

"Okay!" John sat in front of Yang Yitian, with his hands on his knees, and seemed a little nervous.

"What did you come to Ningjiang, did Bolinke tell you?" Yang Yitian asked in a deep tone.

"Mr. Brinker has already said that I will do my best to help the adults and manage everything in the jewelry store." John replied in awe.

Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows, and after a while, he asked in a low voice: "Are you confident that you can monopolize most of the domestic market within a year?"

"This..." John was stunned by Yang Yitian's words. Monopolizing the domestic market within a year is undoubtedly not a daydream, and it is impossible to do it at all.

"Lord Reaper, I'm sorry that I may not be able to do it, because your jewelry store has not been officially launched on the market, nor does it have enough reputation signs, and customers will not buy it in a short time, unless you invest a lot of advertising and sell all the prices. Lowering this might work, but at the same time we would lose a lot of money!"

John explained to Yang Yitian in detail that it is easy to sell the signboard, as long as there is enough money, but who is stupid enough to make a loss-making business.

After listening to John's words, Yang Yitian squinted his eyes and pondered thoughtfully.

"Okay, just do as you said, don't worry about the profit, sell everything at the original price, and put out the signs!" Yang Yitian said in a deep voice.

John wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to refute Yang Yitian's meaning, and agreed in awe: "Okay, Lord Death!"

Seeing John's hesitant to speak, Yang Yitian frowned, and said deeply: "If you have anything to say, you can bring it up, don't be afraid!"

John struggled for a long time, and finally said what was in his heart in front of Yang Yitian, and said: "Master Reaper, this method cannot last long, and it can only be limited to hunger marketing, otherwise the fame will be released by then. If the price is raised, customers will be dissatisfied, and even colleagues will complain because of our malicious price increase!"

"What you said makes sense!" Yang Yitian nodded. The best way is hunger marketing, limited purchases within the specified time, but at the same time it cannot last for a long time.

"My lord, if you don't want to make money, but just want to make your jewelry famous, I have a very good idea." John said hesitantly.

"What way?" Yang Yitian raised his eyebrows and asked.

"As far as I know, your domestic network is very developed. You can set up a jewelry store website, and then select a few beautiful jewelry, and let people share them to bargain. , use the coaxing head obtained with zero yuan to advertise for us spontaneously, and invite some first-line celebrities to endorse to increase trust!" John said.

Yang Yitian touched his chin. John's method sounds very good, but he doesn't know how effective it will be.

"Okay, this is up to you, just tell me what you need!" Yang Yitian said calmly.

"My lord, can I visit your jewelry store first?" John smiled.

"No problem!" Yang Yitian stood up, dialed the marketing department with his landline, and told Wu Qiufeng to come over to his place.

After three or four minutes, Wu Qiufeng knocked on the door and came in, softly said: "Chairman, are you looking for me?"

"This is John. He will be in charge of everything in the jewelry store in the future. Now take him to see the store!" Yang Yitian briefly explained John's identity to Wu Qiufeng.

"Hello, Mr. John, I'm Wu Qiufeng, the manager of the marketing department!" Wu Qiufeng stretched out his little hand and shook John lightly.

"Hello, Manager Wu, I'm sorry to trouble you!" Gentleman John said with a smile.

"No trouble!" Wu Qiufeng talked to John for a few words, and after greeting Yang Yitian, he left his office to see the environment of the jewelry store.

At this time, only Yang Yitian was left in the office. He sat slowly on the sofa, took out a cigarette and took a puff. The hotel, jewelry, entertainment venues, etc. had already been taken care of by someone, so he didn't need to do it himself. Like a hands-off shopkeeper.

Now, everything is ready, it's just time
Haicheng.

In a first-class hospital in the urban area, a 25-year-old woman was waiting anxiously outside the operating room, and beside her was a tall, slightly dark-skinned man.

The dark-skinned man looked at the woman's haggard face and couldn't help feeling a little distressed, and comforted him, "Wuxin will be fine, don't worry too much!"

The woman lowered her head, did not speak aloud, her hands were tightly gathered together, and she kept praying in her heart.

"Ding!"

Half an hour later, the closed operation door opened, and the woman stepped forward in panic, and asked nervously to the attending physician, "Doctor, is my daughter's operation finished?"

The doctor took off the mask, smiled with relief, and said, "Well, the heart bypass operation was successful, and her congenital heart disease will slowly recover!"

Hearing the attending doctor's words, the woman was so moved that she burst into tears in an instant. Crystal tears flowed down her cheeks, and she kept choking up and said, "Thank you, doctor, thank you very much!"

"No, this is my duty!" The attending physician smiled and left the operating room.

The dark-skinned man next to him thoughtfully took out a tissue, wiped the woman's tears, and said with a gentle smile, "Wuxin is fine now, you don't have to cry anymore, I feel very sad looking at it, Xinyao"