Zhou Bashi couldn't wait to go to the new map Xicheng to check it out, but he had something to do during the day, so he could only wait until he came back in the evening to play.
Today is the weekend, a day for leaders to work overtime.
Zhou Bachu saw that it was almost time and went downstairs. The female leader was already waiting at the bottom of the dormitory building.
"What a show. You made me wait for you for so long. I think I have really failed as a minister. Even the officials in the department look down on me. Well, don't you think it's Director Zhou?"
Oh, Ran Qiuran has to understand. That's a stage show, that's a bluster. After the last time, she learned a lot and learned to take preemptive strikes.
What can Zhou Baqi say? Subordinates are not allowed to speak harshly to the leader.
"I'm driving today."
Zhou Ba wax took the initiative to stop the hard work.
"today?"
Ran Qiuran threw the car keys to Zhou Baqi.
"I'll give you the keys and leave the car at your place. You can drive it as you please, but you have to wash, refuel, and maintain the car. I'll reimburse you for the money. From now on, I'll use the car, call you, and be on call."
"I'm not your personal secret."
"I'll give you an extra three hundred a month."
"I am a principled person."
"five hundred."
"make a deal."
Zhou Bachu accepted the car keys with tears in his eyes. Damn it! You evil capitalist! I am definitely not compromising with money. What I am doing is trying my best to undermine the enemy from within, and sooner or later I will make all your money little by little, hum.
Without further ado, Zhou Bashi drove into the car and went to meet the client with Ran Qiuran. This time he should actually meet the client, as Ran Qiuran didn't give him any instructions.
The two drove to a place, a mid-range business restaurant in the business district, and contacted them on the phone. The other person was the person in charge of the rice phone marketing department in Bincheng, named Zhao Gang.
"Oh, hello, I thought Sister Xu was responsible."
Ran Qiuran was a little surprised when she saw this person. This was not the first time she had cooperated with this sponsor. The previous few times, she had been in charge of a person named Xu Hong. This time she didn't know why she changed the person.
"Xu Hong has been transferred from the marketing department. From now on, I will be responsible for your Bincheng side."
Zhao Gang ignored the no-smoking sign in the restaurant, lit a cigarette, held it between his fingers, and explained impatiently. He looked like his temper and mood were not very good.
Zhou Basuo didn't understand this. He was recruited to be the driver and bodyguard. He would just talk to them about their business, while he would just sit there and cook.
Ran Qiuran has come into contact with many people, and when she saw Zhao Gang's image and attitude, her heart skipped a beat.
A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties with an old-school agency style. This is not the appearance of an ordinary person who works in the field in the marketing department. Usually such hard work is done by young children. In addition, the other party has a bitter, hateful and irritable look on his face.
He looks impatient, what could this be? Most likely, he is someone who has just been kicked off and marginalized.
Yes, Ran Qiuran guessed it right.
Zhao Gang was just fired from the central business department of Rice a while ago. Due to business ability issues, he was demoted by the management with a pay cut.
Is there any problem with the business ability? Yes, Zhao Gang used to work in a dry plastics factory. He was lucky enough that when the rice brand was founded, his factory became a start-up partner. Standing at the forefront, one man was able to rise to heaven, and the brand took off together.
But as time went by, the business grew bigger and bigger, and Director Zhao, who had little education and vision, couldn't keep up. The main reason was that the bad habits developed in small workshops were hard to change. He couldn't figure out the things on the books and liked to use public funds.
We also have some shortcomings, and we are also stingy in doing things. You used to be able to work in a small factory, but now you can no longer do it, and then you were marginalized and sent to the bottom of the marketing department.
Zhao Gang's current situation can be said to be aggrieved and angry. He has no place to vent his anger. Ran Qiuran and the others, college students who are easy to bully, bump into him. What can happen?
During the conversation between the two, they were relatively friendly and restrained at first, but it became more and more uncomfortable as they went on. Zhao Gang always hinted to Ran Qiuran in roundabout ways, "We are sponsors, and your school is asking us for money. Whether we give it or not depends on my market."
The person in charge of external publicity has the final say. You should be smarter.
What does it mean to be smarter?
rebate.
For a brand like Rice that specifically targets the market of college students and young people, the annual publicity and promotion funds and the budget for university sponsorship are very high.
Even though it is a big brand, you may think that it is difficult to get online and get sponsorships. In fact, this is not the case, because they have a special budget of publicity money every year and give it to various universities, so sponsorship of this kind of brand is actually possible.
It's easier to get than the small self-employed restaurant in front of the school.
Of course, in a place like this where there are people and money, there will definitely be a lot of dirty things to do. Kickbacks have always been a sensitive and annoying topic.
The last time Xu Hong was there, she didn't dare to mention this, but this time it was replaced by Zhao Gang, who had many old-school bad habits, which made everyone very unhappy, and even threatened him openly in the end.
I'll give you an appropriation for 30% of your senior high school. We'll share the money 50/50. You can take the money back to the school or keep it yourself. Don't be shameless. If it doesn't work, you Bincheng University won't take any of the sponsorship fees this year.
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After Zhao Gang finished speaking, he smoked there by himself. Ran Qiuran even said a few polite words to him, but he didn't know what was wrong and bit him back. I went back and told the company that the minister of the external relations department of Bincheng University was dishonest and dishonest.
After swallowing the sponsorship fee, you can see if your school will be allocated the sponsorship budget in the future.
What kind of shameless scoundrel is this? Zhou Ba Wa was busy working, and he could feel Ran Qiuran's face darkening next to him. The air pressure was so low that it was so heavy that he could hold water in his hands.
"Wait a moment, I'm going to the bathroom."
Ran Qiuran got up and went to the bathroom. Zhou Ba was half full after finishing his meal. He raised his head and puffed out his cheeks, which were still chewing rice. He looked at Zhao Gang who was sitting there with an expression on his face. He got up and went to the bathroom to urinate. When he came out, he saw Ran Qiuran washing his hands.
Touch up makeup by the basin.
He thought for a while, took out the Golden Retriever Grain Stealer from his pocket, and put his cell phone on it to block it, pretending to play the recording on the phone, and let the Golden Retriever Grain Stealer follow suit and play the recording he had just memorized.
"I'll give you an appropriation for 30% of your senior year. We'll split the money 50-50. You can take the money back to the school or keep it yourself. Don't be shameless. If it doesn't work, you Bincheng University won't take any of the sponsorship fees this year.
Already."
The voice and timbre are exactly the same as those of Zhao Gang. If you transcribe this into your mobile phone and hand it directly to Da Mi as evidence, you will naturally be able to distinguish right from wrong.
Ran Qiuran looked at Zhou Bashi with some surprise.
"Do you still have such a keen mind?"
"I just heard that the more you talked, the tone became more and more wrong, so I recorded it." Zhou Ba Wax Tan spread his hands: "Do you need it?"
Ran Qiuran smiled and shook her head.
"How is it possible to use it? If you use it, you can really stink and kill that Zhao Gang. But in the future, people will say that Ran Qiuran from the external relations department of Bincheng University will record business discussions in the business field. Who will dare to talk to me in the future?"
Shang."
Ran Qiuran touched up her lipstick in front of the bathroom mirror, and said with a relaxed and confident smile:
"In the business world, a reasonable approach may not necessarily be reasonable, and a correct approach may not necessarily be beneficial. A small role like Zhao Gang is not worthy of me losing my goodwill to mess with him."
Hearing the words, Zhou Bawa didn't understand, but since Ran Qiuran said he didn't need to help, he was still happy to save the trouble. He took away the golden retriever food thief and the two returned to the table. Ran Qiuran had already prepared a counterattack, while Zhou Bawa continued.
cooked rice.
Zhao Gang looked at his watch and said impatiently: "I haven't thought about it yet. I don't have time to waste time with you students every day..."
However, before he finished speaking, he received a call from the company, asking him what he was doing and why all the external relations departments of universities in Bincheng came to complain and refused to cooperate with the rice brand in publicity and promotion?
Zhao Gang was astonished and sweatdropped on his forehead. He stammered and didn't know how to explain. He didn't even know what happened.
Zhou Bashi raised his head and glanced at Ran Qiuran, and found that Ran Qiuran was secretly communicating with him with raised eyebrows, showing off in a arrogant manner, as if to say, you see this is not easy to do, do you understand the value of Bincheng University's external relations socialite?
