When she got home, she locked herself in the room directly.
After so many elaborate preparations for the cocktail party, I didn’t earn even a dime at the end, and spent a lot of money on drinks.
But she knows that she has earned enough fame.
However, this is of no use.
The money she wants.
Only money can reflect her value in the shopping mall.
She is still young and has just started her career, so she does not need to spend more money than she is worth to become a philanthropist.
In her opinion, anyone who tries their best to show off that they are philanthropists when they are just starting out is a hooligan.
The most hateful thing is that her Wanqiu brand beauty cream has suffered setbacks before it even opened.
To a large extent, it is impossible to promote a product named after her.
Although Yimei Club can always sell because of its exclusive contract.
But Yimei's members are just a drop in the bucket compared to the huge market.
You know, those dealer contracts have been strictly reviewed.
Of course, we strive to be meticulous in the terms and conditions.
But the ten-year distribution rights have become a lifeline, tightly tied around Mr. Ye's neck.
In other words, as long as Huai Shen gives money, she has to supply the goods.
In the contract, both parties agreed on a price and the high and low value of the goods.
Mr. Ye can make excuses and supply the minimum supply, and Huaishen can also use excuses and buy goods at the lowest price.
As for Mr. Ye not agreeing?
Huai Shen can be dismissed with just one sentence.
If the market doesn't recognize it, it won't be sold at all.
Whether it's because he doesn't sell or for other reasons, Mr. Ye will definitely suffer the consequences of being a dumb person.
Therefore, in order to minimize the loss, she can only supply the goods at the minimum level.
Especially when Su Mu told her that Huai Shen had other channels to sell her products at sky-high prices, Mr. Ye almost became angry.
Now she wished she could tear Huai Shen to pieces with her hands.
Ten years of time.
Let alone an emerging brand, it is just a century-old famous brand. It has been hidden in the ice for ten years, and when it is taken out, it will be in vain.
Seeing Su Mu push open the door and come in, her anger level was immediately filled up:
"What to do now? I don't care, I must let that bastard die!"
Seeing that there seemed to be a blazing flame on Mr. Ye's head, Su Mu felt a little guilty and said with a smile:
"Honey, didn't we agree? Just do as I say and you can still make money."
Mr. Ye snorted and looked at Su Mu with great reluctance:
"Have you already thought about it? Want your professor to be famous?"
Su Mu chuckled, and then his face changed into a reproachful expression:
"Mr. Ye, you are my most beloved woman. Look, who else have I worried so much about besides you? It has made me lose weight several times. Come on, give me a loving hug."
After saying that, he reached out to hit Mr. Ye's chest with his head.
Dog men know.
At this time, you must not give Mr. Ye time to think, just mess around.
Otherwise, this woman will easily get into trouble, and when the time comes, she will be the one who suffers.
Sure enough, Mr. Ye's face turned red, he reached out and hit him hard on the head, and then pushed him away irritably:
"Stop being an asshole. You don't have a serious word in your mouth. I'm very angry now. Please find a way for me quickly."
The more he reached the end, the more gritted his teeth became in Mr. Ye's voice.
Su Mu chuckled, spread his hands, and said:
"Going directly to the second brand, the previous five products are all sold in Yimei. Anyway, the dilution ingredients are different. The most troublesome thing is to design a cheap package and dilute the product ten or twenty times. It will not affect you at all.
make money."
Mr. Ye sneered and said disdainfully:
"You just want your professor to be famous, right?"
Su Mu was speechless:
"Honey, it's already this time, why are you so jealous?"
Mr. Ye suddenly looked at Su Mu depressedly:
"What's wrong with me being jealous?"
Su Mu blinked mysteriously and said:
"What's the big deal? Let's find another way to turn the mountain dew into a health product and sell it? The profit from this is actually much greater than that of beauty cream."
After all, the regeneration speed of beauty sludge is far slower than that of mountain dew.
What is silt?
It was the product of the quagmire accumulated in the sewers of the alchemy room of the Tianxing Sect for thousands of years.
But mountain dew is actually a waterfall spring emerging from the center of the earth.
This thing has a body-building effect on men and women, so it is more attractive than mud that can only be used for beauty, right?
Mr. Ye is now obsessed with money.
Hearing what Su Mu said, she nodded hurriedly:
"You are right, then I will...!"
She suddenly looked at Su Mu suspiciously, with a wary look on her face:
"Are you so generous? Mufeng Hall does not belong to me alone. What conspiracy do you have?"
Su Mu smiled narrowly:
"Mr. Ye, why are you always so worried about gains and losses? You are already the eldest sister. You should be more generous in the future and stop fighting for and grabbing everything, otherwise...!"
Mr. Ye was immediately itched by these words. She stared blankly at Su Mu and said through gritted teeth:
"Or what? Do you want to die? Do you want to spoil your concubine and destroy your wife?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Su Mu suddenly laughed, making Mr. Ye blush.
"You...are laughing so hard, shut up!"
"Little Ye Zi, you have such a bad idea. Don't think about being the one who can pressure you. You have to show your skills and let the sisters obey you."
Mr. Ye suddenly felt like a basin of ice water was poured down on his head, and he almost cried.
"You dislike me now?"
"Yes, I have nothing, I am not worthy of you."
"I don't deserve to be their eldest sister either."
"Get out of here!"
Su Mu...!
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hugged Mr. Ye, not allowing her to struggle, and held her tightly in his arms:
"Stop making trouble and look at this."
He had a few extra thin pieces of paper in his hand.
Mr. Ye snorted, twisted hard, got into a comfortable position, leaned into the man's arms, and looked at it seriously.
Her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Have you anticipated what happened today?"
Su Mu shook his head:
"No, but for anything, I like to plan an escape route in advance to avoid being in trouble."
Mr. Ye glared at him charmingly and said with amusement:
"Do you treat women like this too?"
Su Mu was so angry that he reached out and grabbed a handful of her chest:
"Be serious and study hard."
Mr. Ye hit the ghost claws that were raging on her chest hard, but couldn't bear to shake them away. Gradually, the atmosphere in the room became heated.
A few thin pieces of paper, the more you look at them, the hotter they become.
In the end, Mr. Ye simply threw away the paper in his hand. As soon as he turned over, he pressed Su Mu on the bed, lowered his head and leaned forward, his eyes were frighteningly bright:
"Tell me, how did your professor hook up with you and make you so obsessed with her that she wants to divide my base?"
The author Su Mu wanted to shake his head, but his evil eyes kept turning.
Mr. Ye suddenly leaned down to his ear and exhaled like a blue breath:
"When you and her went to Huaiyuan Hall, what happened...!"
The voice gradually became inaudible.
The room directly turned into a battlefield.
Amid the rustling sounds, Mr. Ye whispered domineeringly: