Zhang Ying stepped forward and held Tang Ye's hand, shook it hard, and said, "Secretary Tang, thank you. I want to thank you personally on behalf of me, and I also want to thank you on behalf of our entire public relations department..."

When he heard Zhang Ying say that he would thank Tang Ye on behalf of the Public Relations Department, several other colleagues from the Public Relations Department also agreed.

"Yes, this battle is so beautiful, thanks to Secretary Tang..."

"Secretary Tang is so powerful, even better than the ones we do in public relations."

"Secretary Tang is omnipotent, and everything can be done billions of dollars."

"You are so polite, this is everyone's credit." Tang Ye said.

He doesn't want to take credit.

After all, it is his who will be the biggest credit for whether to grab it or not.

He had to show that I was so humble that I didn't care about such trivial matters but I couldn't refuse if you insisted on giving them to me...

"We are not polite, you are too polite. If it weren't for you, we might have gone the wrong way like other hotels. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have had the chance to fight such a beautiful turnaround." Zhang Ying said stubbornly.

"It's all our own people, so Mr. Zhang is too flirting with this." Tang Ye said modestly: "Didn't you say yesterday? We Jun Yaren are not easy to bully. We defeated the enemy with our wisdom and strength... You don't need to thank me, I just did what we should do. On the contrary, we have to say thank you to Mr. Zhang. You stayed up all night last night... In any case, we have to go back and have a good rest today."

Tang Ye wanted to pull his hand away because Zhang Ying was too excited and tried too hard when shaking hands, and his palms were squeezed and deformed.

What's more, Zhang Ying has sweaty hands...

Why do men have sweaty hands?

Tang Ye still likes to shake hands with women.

"No, it's all the credit of Secretary Tang. We just did some coolies... To be honest, I'm convinced by Secretary Tang. I think it's really a pity to be a secretary. If you are willing to take over, I'm willing to abdicate and give in to the sages of the PR department manager. I'll go and help you..."

"No, no, no," Tang Ye quickly refused, glanced at Song Qingxin who was standing beside him, and said with a firm expression: "I think being a secretary is good, you can learn a lot from your leader."

"Mr. Zhang, please explain to me what it means to be a secretary is really a waste of talent? Is Tang Ye so wronged for me to be a secretary?" Song Qingxin said dissatisfied.

"Mr. Song, I didn't mean that..." Zhang Ying found out that he had said the wrong thing again.

Strange, why have you always said the wrong things these two days?

I am a PR manager, a professional who specializes in telling others how to say the right words and do the right things.

Seeing Tang Ye trying hard to break free but not wanting to hurt Zhang Ying's self-esteem, Song Qingxin said out loud: "Secretary Tang is right, Mr. Zhang should not be too polite. We are a group and a family. When the enemy invades us, we must of course work together to drive it away and make them pay a heavy price."

"Mr. Zhang has worked so hard these two days. I didn't sleep all night last night... There is nothing wrong here. It's all the finishing work, just leave it to other colleagues. I'll give Mr. Zhang a vacation. You can go back and have a good sleep now, and rest at home tomorrow... When will you be full of energy and go back to work in the company?"

"No, no, no," Zhang Ying quickly refused and said, "I'm almost terrified these two days. I've just turned the tables. How can you drive me back? I just want to stay here, watching the people who scolded us before, and now I'm queuing one by one to apologize to us..."

"Do you know? The public relations managers of two hotels just now sent me a message asking me why I didn't say hello to them with such a beautiful backhand? Hey, when they jumped out to apologize, they didn't think about saying hello to us... At that time, they were afraid they were so happy, thinking that our Jun Ya was using them as stepping stones."

"When we were attacked by the entire network, other hotels probably took action... Otherwise, why would they suddenly disappear? If there was no one secretly manipulating and guiding, I would not believe it. It would not be in line with the professional quality of a public relations staff member."

Tang Ye nodded and said, "The wall fell and everyone pushed it. What's more, it's something that is beneficial to them, so it's natural for them to get involved."

"Then they can only be jealous now. This time we will gain both fame and fortune." Zhang Ying was overjoyed.

Zhang Ying refused to go back, and Song Qingxin stopped persuading him, looking at Tang Ye and asked, "What are we going to do next?"

"Hey, why did she ask Tang Ye again? I am the PR department manager."

"Oh, that's Secretary Tang...then there's no problem."

"Why isn't you sad at all? Sure enough, it's good to get used to anything."

Zhang Ying also looked at Tang Ye with anticipation, without feeling any discomfort because Song Qingxin passed by him and asked Tang Ye directly for his opinion.

Who makes others better than themselves?

The face looks better than your own...

"First, let the group headquarters speak out, saying that while we are doing a good job in service, we will resolutely fight against any illegal and criminal acts. Junya Hotel will never surrender or compromise. This is probably what it means, and the wording will be considered by the pen holder on the group headquarters. They are all professional."

"In addition, our Garden Store's Weibo account should also stand up and speak out. Then forward the headquarters' notification. This will help you attract a lot of fans and use it when promoting hotel activities or distributing member benefits."

"Third, now is the best time for President Song to come out." Tang Ye looked at Song Qingxin and said with a smile: "The last time President Song came out to turn the tide was deeply memorable. At that time, President Song asked him to go out with a meager topic and became a hot search..."

"This time, Mr. Song is looking forward to it. Including those top stars, the attention of them is not as good as yours... Although Mr. Song doesn't care about these things, it is not a bad thing to be able to quickly attract millions of fans, right?"

Song Qingxin nodded and said, "Okay, then I will open Weibo, and the name of the Weibo is Song Qingxin?"

"Yes, just use your real name." Tang Ye nodded and looked at Zhang Ying and said, "Mr. Zhang is connected with Weibo, and said that we, Mr. Song, want to open Weibo and ask them to provide the maximum promotion resources... If you don't give it, we will cooperate with other companies."

"I understand, Weibo will definitely be unsuccessful. They like to work with popular people like Mr. Song the most... I will communicate with them in person." Zhang Ying nodded repeatedly.

He knew that Tang Ye was very right. Now is the time when President Song is crazy about harvesting attention.

After being scolded for so many days, I should have recovered my capital and profit.

It can be imagined that once Song Qingxin’s Weibo is opened, with her current popularity and dazzling image temperament... there will inevitably be a huge number of fans coming.

This is really a bad society that looks at the face.

"What else?" Song Qingxin looked at Tang Ye and asked.

As long as it was mentioned by Tang Ye, they would do it unconditionally.

This is the tacit understanding that their partners have come to over the years.

Tang Ye is a person with a lot of worries, and he will not easily say anything if he is an immature suggestion.

Since he said it, it proves that he has been brewing in his heart for a long time.

Including the three points he mentioned just now, maybe he had already conceived in advance when he was doing this game...

Tang Ye looked at Song Qingxin and said with a smile: "As the reporter, I just called to find out the case... Guess what? When the police arrested Hua Xiaorong, they met an old friend we had never met before in Hua Xiaorong's office."

"Who is it?" Song Qingxin asked with a slight look on her face.

She knew Tang Ye so well that she knew that the "old friend" that Tang Ye said must not be a friend.

Tang Ye would not easily say that someone is his friend, but someone who is his friend would be called out by him casually.

For example, Zhao Juntao who had dinner together last time, and Zhang Ruiqiu who had drunk alcohol last time......

"Shi Lei." Tang Ye said, "The founder of Stone Culture."

"Um?"

"The other founder is Mia." Tang Ye explained with a smile. "They are in a relationship."

"Oh, I understand." Song Qingxin nodded and looked at Tang Ye and said, "I am indeed an old friend. I need to take good care of you. Let me let go of it. I will take care of you if you have any questions. We will fully support you if you need it."

"This fire is so strong that you have to roast something so you don't waste it." Tang Ye said with a smile.

In life, you must believe that good will be rewarded, and evil will be rewarded.
Chapter completed!