Hearing Li Siwen's words, Zheng Jiayu couldn't help but be surprised. How could Hualiang, a company engaged in the grain and oil business, even bother to participate in the Food Expo, cooperate with Westward Journey?

"Will people pay attention to us?"

Zheng Jiayu swallowed.

"Oh, I am also a celebrity now."

Li Siwen looked unconvinced and strode into the company, but as soon as he walked through the door, he was stopped by the security guard.

"Is something wrong? Outsiders are not allowed to visit here."

"Do you think I'm a visitor?" Li Siwen said with a sullen face, "I want to see your general manager."

"Meet our general manager? Do you have an appointment?" the security guard asked.

"Let's do this. You call your general manager and I'll talk to him personally." After Li Siwen finished speaking, he handed over the phone.

"Haha!" The security guard suddenly laughed: "Friend, there are many people who come here every day to see our general manager, and many of them are better dressed than you. If everyone of me helps report, this security guard will

I won’t be able to work for long, and besides, do you think that with my status, I will get a call from the general manager?”

After the security guard finished speaking, he waved his hand and said: "Let's go quickly, don't waste time."

The other party's words left Li Siwen speechless. At this time, Zheng Jiayu stepped forward and stuffed a hundred-dollar bill into the security guard's hand: "Security brother, please be accommodating and contact the supervisor. We are here today."

Those who talk about cooperation are not those who make trouble."

"Hey, that's it!" The security guard put the money into his pocket, and then said: "Then you wait for a while!"

A few minutes later, the security guard pointed to the office building and said: "Go inside and turn right. There is a reception room. Just wait there."

"Thanks!"

Zheng Jiayu said politely and pulled Li Siwen inside. On the way, he said proudly: "Hey, your personality effect doesn't seem to work either!"

"Ahem, it's obviously because he doesn't read the newspaper. Besides, I should give you a chance to perform, right? You just performed well and deserve praise."

Li Siwen said pretentiously.

"Giggle!"

Zheng Jiayu laughed, and the way the other party never gave up was really endearing.

Soon the two entered the reception room, chatting and waiting for the receptionist. About a quarter of an hour later, a bespectacled woman holding a copybook came in. She had an average appearance and a slim figure.

"What's wrong with you two?" the woman asked.

"I want to see you, Mr. Cui." When Li Siwen passed by the corridor, he saw the employee badge on the wall.

"Meet Mr. Cui?" The woman looked Li Siwen up and down, and after a few seconds she said, "Why do you look familiar to me?"

"My name is Li Siwen." Li Siwen stood up and shook hands with the other party.

The woman suddenly realized: "You were the one who won three gold medals at the Food Expo yesterday, right? I didn't expect you to be younger than you look on TV."

"Thank you for the compliment." Li Siwen smiled.

"You can see our Mr. Cui if you want, but do you have an appointment?"

the woman asked.

"There is no appointment, but I can guarantee that Mr. Cui will be interested in the project I have in hand." Li Siwen said with certainty.

If someone else said this, the woman would definitely think it was bragging, but Li Siwen was a famous person after all. She thought for a few seconds and said: "Mr. Cui is in a meeting. I can only wait until the meeting is over to inform you. As for whether he will

I can't guarantee that I will meet you, so you can leave a phone number or wait here."

"I'll wait here." Li Siwen said.

The woman nodded, glanced at Li Siwen again, and then left with a smile.

"You are quite popular with women. That woman didn't even glance at me just now. She was all focused on you." Zheng Jiayu said angrily.

"I asked you, can you please be more normal? You are so friendly!"

"You start talking to someone after you meet them once? What a man!"

Li Siwen looked helpless and could only lean on the chair and close his eyes to rest. Seeing his funny look, Zheng Jiayu had a winner's smile on his face.

Afterwards, the two of them chatted without saying a word. About an hour later, the bespectacled lady who had just left walked in: "You two, we, Mr. Cui, have invited you."

"Huh~" Li Siwen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood up and followed the woman upstairs.

"After we meet, don't smoke, don't cross your legs, and speak politely." The woman reminded her as she walked, and finally said: "Especially don't mention Mr. Zhou. Do you know who Mr. Jay is?"

"President Zhou Mingcheng." After Li Siwen answered, he asked, "I'm curious, why can't you mention President Zhou?"

"Since we established a branch in Pengcheng, many people want to meet Mr. Zhou through Mr. Cui every day, but Mr. Zhou is our leader and idol of Mr. Cui. Can anyone meet such a big shot? So Cui

I always hate such ignorant people.

The woman paused slightly: "If you have to let me put it bluntly, you are not good enough to meet Mr. Zhou. But don't be emotional. After all, even if the mayor of Pengcheng comes, you still can't meet our Mr. Zhou."

It will take some time, even just a phone call."

Li Siwen hummed. He could understand that although Zhou Mingcheng was only at the department level, he had strong financial resources and a high status. Even the provincial leaders asked him to invest.

Soon, several people arrived at the general manager's office on the fourth floor. After the bespectacled woman knocked on the door, they heard Cui Zhen's voice coming from inside.

"Please come in."

Cui Zhen is about forty-one or twelve years old. He wears an orthodox Chinese tunic suit, has a Chinese character face, scabbard eyebrows, and looks at people with sharp eyes.

"Xiao Wu, give Mr. Li a cup of tea." Cui Zhen did not assume a condescending attitude. He invited Li Siwen and Zheng Jiayu to sit on the sofa opposite him. Xiao Wu was the bespectacled lady.

"Mr. Cui, please introduce yourself..."

Just as Li Siwen was about to speak, Cui Zhen waved his hand and said: "No, Mr. Li is very famous now. He is the boss of Xiyou Group and the director of Sanyo. He won three gold medals in a row at the Food Expo yesterday. If I still need you,

As for the introduction, I, as the general manager, am too incompetent."

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the newspapers on the coffee table and said: "These newspapers were all delivered this morning, and I have read them all."

"Mr. Cui is joking, it's just flattery. Compared with Hualiang, our journey to the west is not even a bit worse."

Cui Zhen glanced at Li Siwen and smiled: "It belongs to Hualiang now, but the future belongs to you young people. Tell me, what do you want from me? I heard from Xiao Wu that you want to discuss a project?"

"Yes, Mr. Cui is so straightforward, so I won't beat around the bush anymore. Have you seen the design of Little Raccoon?"

"I saw it and heard that the response was very good and it won a gold medal at the Food Expo. Once this kind of snack is put on the market, it will definitely be very popular with children."

"Yes, this kind of crispy noodles is targeted at children, and I can guarantee that it will become a hit once it is launched."

"I agree with this point of view, and as far as I know, you Westward Journey have already released several popular products."

Mr. Cui nodded, but asked curiously: "But, does this have anything to do with the project we are talking about?"

Cui Zhen is smart, otherwise he would not point out that Little Raccoon simply faces the future, so he feels that a product that has won a gold medal like this is definitely not within the scope of cooperation, and is just a way for Li Siwen to prove his strength.

But what Li Siwen said next surprised Cui Zhen.

"I want to hand over the production and sales of Little Raccoon Crispy Noodles to Hualiang Agent!"
Chapter completed!