My Peerless Beauty President

"Chairman Song is joking. Everyone knows that you are a giant in the business world of Tianzhou City. As a junior, I dare not compare with you."

Xu Siqi replied modestly with a smile.

JCDecaux Group is the host, but there are not as many people present as Tianmei Company.

Because Tianmei is the undertaker of this advertising contract, so many people were brought here mainly to answer JCDecaux’s questions about project cooperation and some technical issues.

Apart from the four vice presidents and a few personal secretaries and bodyguards of the JCDecaux Group, the most important person is the general manager of the group, Song Shaoqian.

It is said that Song Shaoqian is Song Deyuan's nephew, in his 30s, studying abroad, well-informed, and extremely capable.

After working in the group for five years, Song Shaoqian started as a department manager step by step and reached his current high position, making great contributions to JCDecaux Group.

Xu Siqi exchanged warm greetings with Song Deyuan and Song Shaoqian, and under the leadership of the other party, they entered the large conference room for negotiation.

The area of ​​this conference room is about 200 square meters, and the long conference table can accommodate 100 people at the same time.

There are projectors and curtains directly in front of the conference room, as well as supporting facilities such as lecture stands and microphones.

At this time, drinks and some fruit plates had already been placed on the seats, and bunches of flowers were placed in the middle of the conference table, which was quite grandly decorated.

"Mr. Xu, the plan of this contract has been introduced in detail by our technicians before. I wonder if your company has any questions about this plan?"

Xu Siqi and Song Deyuan sat opposite each other, and asked in a very capable manner.

Song Deyuan sat in the top seat, beside his nephew Song Shaoqian.

Song Deyuan took a sip of the tea in front of him, and said unhurriedly: "Director Lei of our company has seen this plan before, but in his description, I still have doubts about some of the details. , I don’t understand it very thoroughly, so please ask President Xu to send someone to demonstrate it for us.”

Zhang Chenfeng has been sitting next to Xu Siqi, looking at Song Deyuan and Song Shaoqian intentionally or unintentionally.

His intuition told him that this negotiation may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

When Xu Siqi heard Song Deyuan's words, she nodded calmly on the surface, and then asked the technical director to explain to them.

But she was really upset in her heart. This plan has been discussed countless times before. How could the other party still have objections? Could it be that they changed their minds on the spur of the moment and deliberately made trouble?

Xu Siqi didn't know the details, but only knew that this contract was achieved by the employees of the company after a long time of hard work. It must be successful and failure is not allowed.

After about 30 minutes, the technical director finished explaining the whole plan and answered some of Song Deyuan's doubts. Song Deyuan nodded to express his satisfaction.

Xu Siqi felt at ease, thinking that he could come to the stage of signing the contract.

However, Song Shaoqian, who had been silent on the sidelines, suddenly said, "Let me excuse you, everyone knows that Tianmei's advertising plan focuses on innovation and excellence, but in this set of plans, I don't see anything that is surprising. The bright spot seems to be inconsistent with your company's usual style, can I ask the beautiful president to clear up my doubts?"

At the end of Song Shaoqian's words, he actually called Xu Siqi the beauty president, obviously a bit too frivolous.

Hearing this, even Xu Siqi, the iron-fisted female president who has experienced strong winds and waves in the mall, was a little bit impatient. She raised her brows slightly and said, "At the beginning of the plan, Chairman Song said that we should start with a calm atmosphere. Lord, so this set of plans has been revised repeatedly, and the final style has won Chairman Song's satisfaction, but now Manager Song Shaoqian actually questions this matter, I don't know how to answer it."

Song Shaoqian smiled slightly without being angry, and said, "I'm not dissatisfied with this plan, but I have doubts in my heart, where is the original intention and inspiration of this advertising plan, if it is convenient, please ask President Xu to explain. "

When talking, Song Deyuan next to Song Shaoqian kept looking at Xu Siqi, with an evil smile on his lips from time to time, which made Zhang Chenfeng very unhappy.

Xu Siqi didn't understand Song Shaoqian's intention in asking these words. On such an important occasion of signing a contract, it would be too boring to ask such questions?

Xu Siqi couldn't speak directly, so she could only calm down and answer her patiently.

However, every time a question was answered and Xu Siqi thought that the contract was about to be signed, Song Deyuan and Song Shaoqian would agree with each other very tacitly, and then asked some complicated questions that seemed to have nothing to do with the signing of the contract.

Xu Siqi could only answer in person, or let the company's professional and technical personnel explain it to him, and the time passed slowly in this boring and tedious answering questions.

During this process, the enthusiasm of Tianmei employees also decreased again and again. No one knew what kind of medicine these two leaders of JCDecaux Group were selling in the gourd.

In the conference room, probably only Zhang Chenfeng knew that the nephew and uncle were deliberately delaying time by doing this.

"Play this set with me, and I will show you a good show later."

Zhang Chenfeng remained calm, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Time passed in a hurry, more than two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and it was noon.

The Tianmei employees in the meeting room are not only in a sluggish state, but their mouths are already dry. If they continue to explain like this, they really can't bear it.

"Chairman Song, I don't know if you have any objections. If not, can we sign the contract now?"

Xu Siqi felt that there was no need to procrastinate any longer, so she asked straightforwardly.

Song Deyuan smiled slightly, put his hands together in front of the table, twirled his thumbs around it, and said, "It's already noon now, everyone is tired, let's eat lunch first, and the signing can be postponed to the afternoon."

Although Xu Siqi didn't want to have this lunch with Song Deyuan, but the signing was imminent, she had no choice but to nod her head and agree.

Song Deyuan had already arranged for this lunch. He arranged other people from Tianmei Company and several directors and managers of JCDecaux Group to other private rooms, and only invited Xu Siqi to dine in the most luxurious private room on the top floor of the hotel.

"President Xu, we have to cooperate. We haven't had a good meal together yet. Don't be restrained for today's lunch. I will entertain your subordinates. Don't worry."

Song Deyuan and Xu Siqi were very close, and when they were talking, they looked from above to below Xu Siqi, and the expression on their faces became more and more unfriendly.

Seeing this, Zhang Chenfeng frowned, took the document in his hand, pretended to ask Xu Siqi, and pushed Song Deyuan aside.

"Ok?"

Song Deyuan was squeezed by Zhang Chenfeng, his body suddenly tilted to the side, and he almost didn't fall down.

As the chairman of JCDecaux Group, a billionaire with a net worth of several billion, no one has ever dared to be so rude to him.

Song Deyuan's heart suddenly trembled, but it didn't show on his face. He asked Xu Siqi in a low tone: "This is an employee of your company, why don't you go to the private room next door to eat?"

Xu Siqi smiled slightly, and replied: "This is my personal assistant, who has always been with me the whole time, and I will go to have lunch together later, don't disturb me?"

Song Deyuan didn't expect Xu Siqi to find an assistant to follow him, and he felt upset immediately. He took a look at Zhang Chenfeng and immediately regarded him as a thorn in his side.

The nephew Song Shaoqian at the side had a cold light in his eyes, and whispered something to the personal assistant next to him, who nodded repeatedly, wondering what kind of trick Song Shaoqian had come up with.