Jiang Qin gave Wei Lanlan the phone number he wanted to call and asked people from the marketing team to call him one by one, using tactics to try to temper the boss’s temper.
“Don’t say who you are when you call, just say that you are self-employed and want to do some small business. Ask him what the lowest price is, and it will be reduced by 30%.”
“So many?” Wei Lanlan was a little stunned.
Jiang Qin nodded: “The price he offered is already high, 30% is not too much.”
“Then what if he doesn’t agree?”
“I have personally talked about it but I haven’t agreed, and you probably won’t be able to negotiate, but we still have to talk, and while we are talking, we will look for a few other positions as alternatives.”
Wei Lanlan nodded, then took out his mobile phone, saved the number, and handed it to Tan Qing.
Then Jiang Qin turned to look at Sunai, who was washing mushrooms, and asked her if she had any thoughts about the group buying website.
“Boss, I read the plan you sent me. I definitely can’t do it by myself.”
“Then let’s recruit another team. You are more experienced in this matter, so I will delegate the power to you and you will be fully responsible.”
Jiang Qin’s solution was direct violence. If there were not enough manpower, he would recruit people. Anyway, after so much advertising money, he now had a lot of money in his pocket and his words were much tougher.
Sunai was quite excited when she heard the word “decentralization”, but she didn’t know that this is the art of boss speaking. You will be given all the work, and you will feel that you have great power.
Then, a puff of smoke rose from the small yard of the farmhouse, rising along the green ridgeline, and gradually merged into the dusk sky, giving this trip a bit more peace and tranquility. .
Dong Wenhao transformed into a chef, wielding a large spatula, and wanted to make a hometown-style spicy chicken for everyone.
The streets outside are also very lively, with dense numbers of individual tourists strolling along the lake.
The little rich woman walked out from the guest room, wearing a sweatshirt with spliced sleeves and carrying a Chanel sky blue shoulder bag. She looked smart and beautiful.
“Jiang Qin, take a walk.”
Jiang Qin turned back and glanced in the direction of the stove: “Old Dong, remember to call me when you are eating. Let’s go for a walk.”
“Okay boss!”
Jiang Qin took Feng Nanshu out of the farmyard, gathered among the crowd, and walked towards the lake.
The Autumn Harvest Festival is not a traditional festival, but one created by the town to attract tourists, but there are indeed many agricultural products and snacks on the streets.
Such as roasted sweet potatoes, boiled peanuts, corn sticks, rice balls, popcorn, etc. In addition, there are handmade lanterns, handmade mats and bamboo mats.
The little rich woman walked in front. Her height of 1.7 meters made her look slim and fairy-like among the crowd. Her clear and bright eyes were floating around, full of curiosity about the products displayed on the stalls.
She had never even been to a small commodity mall when she was in Jeju. This kind of farm town was of course like another world to her.