Other than that, the two of them seemed to have nothing to say.
Tang Yili felt a little hot and pulled down her scarf, "Then I'll leave first."
"Wait a minute, senior." Cheng Zhun called to Tang Yili, "There is something I want to tell you."
This is strange.
Tang Yili tried not to look at Xun Lang, "What's the matter?"
In order not to block the way of people passing by, the three of them moved to a banyan tree outside the canteen and stood there.
Cheng Zhun said: "The school swimming team wants to change its uniforms this year and is inviting bids. Do you want to participate?"
"Change uniforms? Invite bids?"
Tang Yili didn't expect Cheng Zhun to still want to introduce business to him, so he raised his lips with a smile.
"Thank you, but based on our studio's experience in making sports clothing products, I'm afraid your swimming team won't look down on them."
Cheng Zhun: "If you come to bid, you will definitely win. We are all acquaintances."
Tang Yili was doubtful and went to see Xun Lang.
Xun Lang, who had been silent all this time, rarely spoke up and said: "The budget given by the hospital is relatively low, so no one has come to bid yet."
Sure enough, good things happened to her, but bad things happened to her.
Tang Yili smiled disgustedly and looked at Cheng Zhun, "Even you haven't learned it yet."
Cheng Zhun laughed and continued to explain. Anyway, he just wanted to persuade Tang Yili to agree to this matter.
The spring wind was brisk. Standing outdoors, Tang Yili's outfit looked a bit beautiful and freezing. The wind was like a knife, cutting through the sweater and cutting the skin inch by inch.
Tang Yili shuddered and explained to Cheng Zhun: "I have to think about this business. After all, we need to open a new production line. Our designers have never been involved in this field. The company can only make a decision after calculating the costs.
."
Cheng Zhun nodded repeatedly and said, I know, I know, senior sister, please do the calculation carefully.
"Our swimming team actually needs two uniforms, one for men and one for women, one for winter and one for summer... No, it's four..."
"Let's stop talking about it today."
Xun Lang suddenly cleared his throat and stopped the talkative Cheng Zhun.
Xun Lang looked into Shang Tang Yili's eyes and said calmly: "You can think about it after you go back. There is no need to come down. Apart from the fact that the budget of the hospital is not high, it is not easy to do this job with leaders at all levels giving advice.
"
Tang Yili suddenly felt sweet in her heart.
Is this considered a concern?
The bleak spring day seemed to be suddenly full of life.
Tang Yili rubbed his frozen shoulders and nodded towards Xun Lang, holding back his excitement and not agreeing immediately, but he was already distracted.
She separated from Xun Lang and the others and returned to the classroom.
There was still half an hour before class started, and the large classroom was filled with golden afternoon sunlight, inducing people to fall asleep. Ke Tangyili immediately called Wang Jian.
…
The next day, Tang Yili went to work in the company in the morning, and Wang Jian came to her with a messy hair, a plan, and a look of despair.
He had hardly slept all night and his temper was not good. He put the documents in front of Tang Yili and collapsed in the chair opposite.
"The little money given by the Sports Institute is not enough to make vests and pants. We also need to use good sports fabrics to make four sets." Wang Jian felt that this business was not only a loss, but also a bit insulting.
Tang Yili was not surprised. He looked through the plan and asked leisurely: "Have you contacted the people from the Sports Institute?"
"Well, there is a director named Lei. I talked to him on the phone." Wang Jian suddenly smiled again. "This director Lei is a real person. He doesn't try to fool people with bidding or anything like that. He just said directly, is this a good job?"
If you are not afraid of losing money, please come. Our requirements are not high, as long as you can wear it and don't show your buttocks."
Tang Yili also smiled.
This is indeed Ray-Ban's deep speaking style.
Even though Lei Penshen was so upright, it was no surprise that Cheng Zhun took notice. As his disciples, they had already guessed that their teacher would not be able to handle it, so they nervously made arrangements.
Wang Jian: "I see, this job is really going nowhere, let's just push it aside."
"Just because it's a matter about your alma mater, Mr. Li, we can't just come down. It won't be easy to explain to the shareholders' meeting."
Tang Yili nodded her fingertips and thought about it. What Wang Jian said was also a problem, but she still felt that this matter was not completely loss-making.
"You go and prepare the contract according to my requirements, and I'll talk to the Sports Institute again."
Wang Jian was full of distrust, but he still collected the documents and went down to prepare.
…
The day Tang Yili signed the contract with the swimming team, Cheng Zhun, the middleman, was as happy as if he had won the lottery.
At that time, he, Wei Ran, and their junior brother were doing warm-ups in the swimming pool. Lei Pen, with a gloomy face, brought Tang Yili over and introduced him.
"Tang Yili, the person in charge of Yili Clothing, is the supplier of this team uniform revision. Cheng Zhun, you are responsible for it and lead Tang Yili to collect everyone's opinions."
"okay!"
"If you need help in other aspects, you can also come to Cheng Zhun."
Lei Penshen told Tang Yili this.
Tang Yili nodded and asked carefully: "What about the other requests I made with the team..."
Lei Ban pouted deeply: "They are athletes, not celebrity models. They need to train on a daily basis. The team has agreed to shoot commercials for you, but they have to pass my test first. Anyway, they can't do it now. It will take a while.
."
But since it’s written in the contract, it can’t be ignored.
This is an additional requirement for Tang Yili to accept this order——
1. The team uniforms bear the brand of Yili Clothing.
2. Athletes such as Xun Lang and Cheng Zhun who have won brands in international competitions must wear team uniforms and make short videos of their daily training for Yili Clothing.
In this way, the swimming team can not only get free uniforms, but Yili Clothing can also expand publicity.
In business, it’s called win-win.
But in Ray Banshen’s opinion, it’s just pretentious.
He coldly said to Tang Yili, "You and Cheng Zhun should talk slowly," then he left everyone behind and walked around the swimming pool to meet Xun Lang on the other side.
At that time, Xun Lang was shirtless and doing shoulder openers - a type of ligament stretching - by the pool.
He crossed his hands and held his head. The assistant coach stood behind him, hugged his elbow joints, and slowly began to put his hands together until Xun Lang's elbows came together behind his head for five seconds.
Come to the next round.
Xun Lang was already sweating profusely in pain. Lei Pengshen came over, drove away the assistant, and went to the hospital himself.
His movements were more decisive and ruthless. He hugged his elbow and asked Xun Lang.
"Why did Tang Yili get involved in the team uniform matter?"
Xun Lang took a deep breath, glanced at the distance, and gritted his teeth.
"Cheng Zhun...he was afraid that you wouldn't be able to handle it, Director Luoyang said...so he looked for people everywhere to find a solution."
In fact, Cheng Zhun didn't know that customizing team uniforms seemed to be a hot potato, but Lei Penshen and Xun Lang had already discussed it, with Ji paying the bill and Chen Sheng following up.
, just do it quietly and it’s over.
Who would have thought that letting Cheng Zhun do it would lead to Tang Yili, which would be more complicated.
Lei Pen was furious: "Cheng Zhun, that kid! You are messing around!"
He scolded Cheng Zhun and struck hard, causing Xun Lang to "hiss" in pain.
Lei Pen was deeply angry: "What I fear most about you returning to China for training is that you will end up having something to do with Tang Yili again."
With the last deep grip, Xun Lang swallowed his roar.
After opening his shoulders, he sat on the starting platform with his arms hanging by his sides, as if he was useless. He waited for a long time before saying, "Don't worry, a breakup is a breakup, and we won't have anything else."