a mistake

On this day, Fang Nancuo just walked into the office in the morning when he saw a group of colleagues who were silent and fidgeting.

At this time, Alan, the account director, came out of Manager Zhang's office with a face full of anger.Under the leadership of Alan, Jifeng's performance increased by 10% in one year.Therefore, he said what he said in Jifeng.Manager Zhang followed behind him, and his expression was not very good.

Alan gave Manager Zhang a blank look, and then scanned the office: "If this case is not closed, your team will not have to go to work." His tone was not high, but it seemed that a bomb had been dropped in the office.

After Alan left, everyone whispered.

Manager Zhang arranged work, so he hurriedly took Zhu Qianqian and Fang Nan to the airport by mistake and flew to Jiayang City.

Jiayang City was originally a small and unknown third-tier city. I don’t know why it was rated as an international livable city by the International Joint Planning Agency some time ago.The largest Wanzhou Group in Jiayang City wants to take advantage of this opportunity to promote it.Originally, Jifeng had already greeted Wanzhou's high-level executives, and the fourth quarter advertising bidding meeting next month was just a demonstration.However, recently, other rumors have suddenly spread within the group.The profits of the third-tier cities are not large, but Jifeng has been trying to expand its business in the southwest region for the past few years, so the company's senior management attaches great importance to this bidding.

When the three of them got off the plane, they were immediately surrounded by the hot and humid air in the south.Manager Wang Pan from Jifeng Southwest Region had been waiting at the airport for a long time, and they arrived at the hotel by car, cleaned up briefly, and went downstairs to have dinner together.As soon as the four of them entered the elevator, they saw the unrestrained Ma Yunchuan and the disgusted Cheng Jingming.That's right, the disgust was aimed at Fang Nancuo, and it was very obvious.Manager Wang, who didn't understand the situation, couldn't help but sneak a glance at Fang Nancuo.

"Hey, Manager Zhang," Ma Yunchuan looked at the four people in front of him, "Come out to run business?"

"Yes, Mr. Cheng and Mr. Ma, what a coincidence."

"The two of us are here to buy a piece of land." Ma Yunchuan spoke in a normal tone as if he was shopping for vegetables.After he finished speaking, he looked at Fang Nancuo, a little teasing: "I'm full of melancholy, and I've been away for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong."

The three "wrong" words were frustrating, and Fang Nancuo blushed at the ridicule, so he could only nod his head and avoid Ma Yunchuan's meaningful gaze.

When the four of them were eating, Manager Zhang asked Manager Wang in puzzlement: "We are bound to win this tender, why has there been a change?"

"I heard it was because of Fu Mei's intervention."

Although Jifeng is a leader in the advertising industry, Fumei Company has developed rapidly in recent years, and the competition with Jifeng has entered a fierce stage.

Manager Zhang knows that they are actually comparable to Fumei in strength, and it seems that we still have to start from within the group: "You can report to me the situation of the leaders of several departments in the evening in the afternoon."

Manager Wang nodded, and asked again: "Isn't Mr. Cheng just now Mr. Cheng from Meixiu?"

"Yes."

"A small place like Jiayang actually attracted Meixiu and Minghui." Manager Wang smacked his lips.

Manager Zhang pondered for a while, then said in a low voice, "Investigate the person who picked them up just now. Our company has business dealings with Minghui, maybe it will help us this time."

After a while, Manager Wang got the news: "It's from Wanzhou Group. I found out that Meixiu and Minghui were invited by Wanzhou. However, Mr. Cheng and Mr. Ma did not make a clear statement. Wanzhou's directors I also have a headache when I grow up, and I'm racking my brains these days. I said, how could Meixiu like this kind of place."

Zhu Yanyan sighed: "We are chasing Wan Zhou on the pole, and Wan Zhou is chasing Meixiu Minghui."

Manager Wang nodded in agreement: "That's not true. The development momentum of Meixiu has been so strong in recent years. I heard that many regions are seeking investment from Meixiu. This Mr. Cheng is really a genius, and he is sure when he makes an investment. They were in North Africa the year before last. The rare mine invested in, everyone was waiting to see Meixiu overturn. However, in less than half a year, South America actually restricted the export of rare mines, and now Meixiu’s mines in North Africa will suddenly become a rare commodity.”

Manager Wang continued to gossip about Meixiu, but Manager Zhang at the side didn't say a word, as if he was thinking about something.

The four of them prepared all afternoon, and even though the atmosphere was very pleasant for dinner with several senior executives of Wanzhou Group, the senior executives came to control the scope of the conversation, and did not mention the advertising bidding at all.

The next day, Manager Zhang took Fang Nancuo and Zhu Qianqian to visit the network in Jiayang City, but there was still no progress.

It was already 8 o'clock in the evening when we got back to the hotel. The three of them happened to see Ma Yunchuan in the lobby. He was wearing an exaggerated leopard-print T-shirt, and he had the temperament of "a lot of time to kill".

"Manager Zhang, would you like to go to the hotel bar for a drink together?" Ma Yunchuan offered an invitation.

"Okay."

"Take him too." Ma Yunchuan pointed to Fang Nancuo.

The three came to the bar in the hotel lobby, and Ma Yunchuan ordered a bottle of whiskey.

"What did you do today? I was bored to death after staying in the hotel all day." Ma Yunchuan sighed, "Old Cheng has been painting outside for a day, and he hasn't come back yet.

Fang Nan heard Huahua by mistake, and the corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously. Cheng Jingming's hobby is probably well known in the circle.

"We just visited some acquaintances today. Mr. Cheng still has this elegance?" Manager Zhang laughed with him.

"Mr. Cheng likes drawing." Ma Yunchuan looked at Fang Nancuo smacking his lips with an extremely strange expression.

Fang Nancuo's whole body was burning like a fire. He knew the relationship between Cheng Jingming and Ma Yunchuan. He probably told Ma Yunchuan about Cheng Jingming's work as a mannequin.Thinking of this, Fang Nancuo involuntarily clenched his palms.

"Jiayang is a good place, surrounded by mountains and rivers, it is worth a visit."

Ma Yunchuan shrugged disapprovingly: "Who would come to such a place if it's not for work?"

"Then I wonder if Mr. Ma can take us for a ride?" Manager Zhang said while adding wine to Ma Yunchuan's glass.

"Oh?"

"I'm here this time to win Wanzhou's fourth quarter advertisement."

Ma Yunchuan was puzzled: "What does this have to do with me?"

"Now Wanzhou is chasing after you to invest and buy land, and I hope you can take us along with Jifeng."

Ma Yunchuan changed a serious expression, he leaned forward and approached Manager Zhang: "I don't think you have figured out where you are? Even if Alan came, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like this."

Manager Zhang nodded, but did not answer.

"So, what do you have that I want?" Ma Yunchuan tilted his head and looked at the two people in front of him.

"That depends on what you need?"

Ma Yunchuan shrugged, half leaned on the back of the sofa, changed a comfortable position, and spread his hands: "It seems that I don't need anything."

"Mr. Ma, this place is tasteless to you. However, I think it's better than nothing, isn't it?"

Ma Yunchuan nodded: "This is exactly what Mr. Cheng is worried about."

"I don't know which piece of land Mr. Cheng painted today?"

Ma Yunchuan became interested, and said in a low voice, "Why do you have better news than us?"

Manager Zhang shook his head and said modestly: "I just ran all day today. I heard some messy news, which were all passed down by people below, and I don't know if it's true or not."

Ma Yunchuan raised his chin to signal Manager Zhang to continue.

"Wanzhou Group had a bad debt a few years ago. Although it did not go through legal procedures, the headquarters was ripped off by banners at that time."

"Interesting," Ma Yunchuan clapped his hands and laughed. He raised his glass, "I wish us a happy cooperation in Jiayang."