A press conference was given to the entrance only after receiving a red envelope.

When Zhang Yun heard this idea, he was completely shocked. He never thought that there would be such a crazy way to play. Others would ask for connections to send red envelopes to make their press conferences bigger, and to make the media say something better. He never expected that in Zhou Ming, the situation would be turned around 180 degrees, which was incredible.

As Zhang Yun, who was born in an intellectual family in this era, he was somewhat afraid of journalists and guys who had the right to speak on public opinion.

Zhang Yun secretly looked at the press conference scene of the multimedia conference room outside. Seeing so many reporters sitting outside, he was quite worried, thinking what if these reporters hated the red envelopes and deliberately slandered the search pot.

Then a noise came from outside seemed to prove that Zhang Yun's worries were not redundant.

...

When he arrived at the press conference, Zhang Xinghui took his secretary and reporter to find a seat to sit down. Zhang Xinghui looked around and suddenly smiled meaningfully. The secretary and reporter were both surprised and didn't understand what the boss was suddenly laughing at.

"I laugh at these mainlanders who are really petty and cautious. They receive red envelopes or press conferences to get back the face they had whispered in front of us. But they did this, don't you think they were terrible short-sighted?"

Zhang Xinghui pointed to the venue and said, "Look at these people at the scene, which of them is not full of resentment? Do these mainlanders still want us to give them any good news? They are going to offend all the media to death!"

Looking in the direction of Zhang Xinghui's finger, I saw that all the reporters at the venue were holding a face. I couldn't see the usual situation where everyone was chatting and laughing before attending a press conference.

Not only that, suddenly a reporter in the front row stood up and asked what was going on. Why have they been waiting here for so long and the press conference has not started yet? In that situation, he would have a disagreement and he would have a breakup.

Guan Chongxi, the deputy general manager of Sobao, quickly came out to explain that there were still many media that were not present and could leave at any time if they didn't want to wait.

This explanation made Zhang Xinghui even more disdainful and gave him an "arrogant" evaluation.

"If he explained with a angrily voice, he might have a chance to be forgiven. After all, this press conference was obviously arranged temporarily, and waiting for such a thing is inevitable. But now, you actually said that you don't want to wait for you to leave at any time. Is this really taking yourself seriously?" Zhang Xinghui sneered, "That is, everyone wants to search for news about yesterday's big promotion, and he doesn't want to give red envelopes for nothing, so he forced himself to sit here. If this is normal, I'm afraid it will be all gone."

In the end, Zhang Xinghui said that even if he forced everyone to stay here, it would be useless, because no one is angry now. This time, I am afraid that the news will be good.

After hearing this, the secretary and the reporter looked around. Sure enough, they saw that the reporters were looking at Guan Chongxi with murderous intent.

...

Facing the murderous intent of the reporters all over the audience, Guan Chongxi was so nervous that he stepped back to the backstage to find Zhou Ming, saying that they might just send some desserts, fruits or tea to these reporters, and finally they could save some relationship.

However, Zhou Ming asked him back: "It's only now that I think it's a bit too late to ease the relationship

Well? And do you really think it is useful?”

Of course, Guan Chongxi didn't think it was useful, but at least he could do a little bit now.

Zhang Yun told him not to worry: "Believe in Mr. Zhou Ming. Mr. Zhou Ming has told me all of them just now, there will be no problem!"

Zhou Ming also smiled and nodded at Guan Chongxi. Guan Chongxi knew that things had come to this point and it was useless for him to worry about it. It would be better to hold this press conference with peace of mind.

After about an hour, when the depressing atmosphere in the venue was about to reach its peak, Sobao's press conference finally officially began.

Soubao's press conference was very concise and was hosted by Zhang Yun on stage. At the press conference, Zhang Yun first reported on Soubao's big promotion yesterday, announced the calculation method of transaction volume, and the time point when the transaction volume reached each important stage. Finally, he also informed the ten lucky users who made the payment first and one lucky user who made the payment 30 million.

Zhang Yun said that for these lucky users, they will refund all the fees for the order, which means that all the eleven users’ purchases yesterday are exempted.

In the venue, Zhang Yun read the prepared press release, while Zhou Ming was explaining another thing to Guan Chongxi in the background.

"Originally, you should have hosted the press conference with Zhang Yun, but there is another thing you need to deal with, which is about all the reporter's red envelopes today. You can count the corresponding amount of each person, and then find the red envelopes to wrap it up." Zhou Ming explained to Guan Chongxi.

Guan Chongxi suddenly thought of something when he heard Zhou Ming’s explanation: “Mr. Zhou Ming, what do you mean?”

"When the press conference is over, we will return these red envelopes to these people separately." Zhou Ming said.

It's true.

Guan Chongxi understood Zhou Ming's idea. In fact, Zhou Ming never thought about deliberately embarrassing these media from beginning to end. Zhou Ming knew very well that Sobao, as a mainland enterprise, had to face some situations. He did this now just to change his identity relationship slightly.

Because Sobao used to beg the media to post articles in a low voice, there was no way to do this in the past, but if he did this now, Sobao would never be able to raise his head for the rest of his life. Therefore, Zhou Ming used all media urgently needed news to design this way, so that all media could pay money to enter the venue, and then return it in the form of a red envelope after the press conference.

It seems like nothing has been done, but in fact, since these reporters paid money to enter the house, they must be full of anger and resentment now, but when they go out, they suddenly find that their money has come back, and they will suddenly be ecstatic again.

This is how you say that the so-called "Mi En" fights with a grudge. If you always give him a red envelope, he will take it for granted for granted. Suddenly, one day you stop sending it, these people will feel resentful; on the contrary, if you are always bad and ask him to pay the money, suddenly one day you will give him a red envelope, even if the money in the red envelope is actually his, he will be grateful to you.

There is no way, many people are so cheap.

As for those other people who refused to take out the red envelope money... Zhou Ming had no choice but to snatch it from other people's pockets. Such a media without eyesight is basically impossible to be a partner in Sobao's future cooperation.

After understanding Zhou Ming's intention, Guan Chongxi immediately arranged it. He found the security guards at the door. The red envelopes were collected by these security guards. They had already made records when they collected them. Guan Chongxi only needed

Just pack the money in red and then send it back to everyone at the door.

...

Sobao's press conference lasted less than twenty minutes and ended. This is because everyone basically only listened to Zhang Yun's speech, and no one was interested in asking questions. Many reporters even wanted to end it as soon as possible, and then went back to write a sarcastic article of news and sarcastic sarcasm.

Although the press conference was over, Zhang Xinghui was not in a hurry to leave. He said to himself: "No wonder this treasure can be so arrogant now. It turns out that the results of the big promotion are so good?"

"But so what if you have good grades? You have offended all the reporters with short-sightedness. Do you still expect everyone to report it well for you? The same thing is a good thing, but it may not be the case in reverse!"

Zhang Xinghui told the reporter who came to him: "Find out the problem of searching treasures and try to deviate the rhythm as much as possible while the data remains unchanged. This kind of garbage company cannot make him a little better!"

The reporter nodded and said that he understood.

Zhang Xinghui stood up with satisfaction and walked towards the exit with his secretary and reporters. But they turned around and saw cheers at the door, which made Zhang Xinghui feel very puzzled: What happened?

Zhang Xinghui and the others hurried over to ask and check it out, and got an answer that they could not believe at all - the treasure-searching person sent a red envelope at the door?

"Ha! I only remembered that I sent a red envelope to remedy it. Isn't it a bit too late? Do you really naively think we will be bribed by this little money? Dreaming!" Zhang Xinghui sneered.

But no matter how ridiculed the mockery is, the money still needs to be brought back.

Zhang Xinghui, his secretary and reporters, lined up with the crowd to receive red envelopes. After a long time, he arrived at them. After signing up his name, he got the red envelope with his own name as he wished.

After getting it, the secretary quickly helped to open it and counted it roughly. Zhang Xinghui listened to the secretary counting it, and then said without hesitation: "Sure enough, these mainlanders are so stingy. They all want to remedy and ease their relationship with our media. They only gave such a small red envelope, and they are not too cold!"

However, the secretary reminded him with an embarrassment: "Editor-in-Chief, this red envelope... seems to be what we gave before, and even the money number can match."

Clams? Can you still play like this?

Zhang Xinghui was embarrassed at that time. This was what he didn't expect. Sobao actually returned the red envelopes they gave before. Then he mocked Sobao for being stingy. Wasn't that just slap himself in the face?

No! This is likely to be a coincidence!

Zhang Xinghui then quickly walked forward and asked about the red envelopes of others. The results were the same. The amount of red envelopes that everyone received was the same as what he gave.

"Let me say that, Soubao is actually quite good, and he has achieved such good results, so I deserve praise." Zhang Xinghui changed his words awkwardly.

After hearing this, the others all agreed: "Yes, Sobao is so generous and knows how to give us red envelopes of filial piety. If we don't say anything good, wouldn't we seem to be very ignorant? How can we Hong Kong City people lose to the mainland in terms of quality?"

Guan Chongxi, who was personally sending red envelopes at the door, wanted to laugh. Although he didn't pay more, the reporters were willing to praise him. Only Mr. Zhou Ming was the only skill of playing with people's hearts for Yunyun and Yu.

If you want to fight with Mr. Zhou Ming, these people are far behind!
Chapter completed!