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At noon, sitting in the commercial vehicle, Fu Sheng and Sang Xiong were together. Fang Yun thought that he should not be too stingy, and looked at his body, counting the salary he paid before. Thousands of dollars on him.

"You have to treat them to a good meal."

The so-called want the horse to run, you have to give the horse grass.

Especially Fu Sheng, most of the company's affairs, large and small, have to be handled by him now. After all, Fang Yun is not yet familiar with management, but as Yi Ren said, the key is not that you take care of it, but that you find someone available to help you manage it. This Fang Yun made sense.

So, he commanded, the car quickly stopped at the door of a well-known Shangxing Hotel, intending to treat them to a good meal,
"Brother Fu, Brother Sang, you are all in higher grades than me. We have to do some work in the afternoon, so let's replace wine with tea. I have to respect you for this cup."

"Oh, Mr. Fang, you are here."

"Don't say anything in private, it sounds awkward, just call me Xiaofang."

"No, no, how can this work?"

"Okay, look at the company's affairs, big and small, I can't help much, it's all thanks to Brother Fu and Sang for helping me, I'll do it, you can do whatever you want."

"Hehe, that's fine, you've already said that, I'll make a toast."

Fang Yun smiled, "Forget you, we are friends outside, just call me Xiao Fang, or Fang Yun, whatever you want."

Hey, with his current tone, he suddenly doesn't know who he looks like.

"You have to believe me, we Xingyue people work together, we will be able to spell out a world, okay."

Qualified leaders also have to give blood to the people below. This is what Fang Yun learned from reading a management book last time.

No alcohol, just a few cups of tea. Fu Sheng and the others were not confused. When Fang Yun went to pay the bill,
"Isn't this meal cheap?" Fu Sheng stared at the dishes on the table, and then looked at the environment of the box.

"I've been here before, here, just this dish, that's the number."

"Eight hundred?"

"880 Bafang Zong may not be able to eat this meal for a small amount of [-]."

The two chatted and looked at each other with wide eyes, "It seems that Boss Fang is still rich."

"It's no wonder, he is full of confidence to get public announcements and release songs, and he doesn't want to wait for the draft in August."

"That's a good thing, don't talk about it, people are back."

Fang Yun didn't know what the two of them said, but he invited an expensive meal, and it was also for the impetuous heart in An An's company, to give a signal that even if the song release failed this time, I can still have money to burn.

Otherwise, the company's available talents, it seems that the company is really dying, and I will contact the next one, and he will not lose money.

Through chatting with Yi Ren and reading books by himself, Fang Yun gradually began to have a certain management thinking.

After dinner.

It is still on a commercial vehicle, and the license plate that is not recorded in the company cannot enter the company.
At the gate of the square in front of the company, the car was stopped by the guard, "Who are you looking for?"

As soon as Sang Xiong, who was driving, pressed the car window, he had been here many times to familiarize himself with the process, "We are from Xingyue Culture, go to Bdong Mingyi Media, and come here to discuss the contract announcement."

"Wait." The guard went to make a phone call, and then came over again, ".Sorry everyone, I don't have reservation information for Xingyue Culture here. I can only let you in if I have reservation information."

"Ah?" Sang Xiong turned his head to look at the two people in the car, and then looked back, "Why is there no appointment information? Brother, are you making a mistake? I only contacted Li Wen from Mingyi Media in the morning OK."

"Then I don't know what's going on. I need to make an appointment to open the door. I don't have any information. I'm sorry, why don't you call and ask now? I'm embarrassed if I don't have any information."

Mingyi's security department is full of quality, they don't look like their nostrils are turned upside down, and they are still solving problems patiently.

"Okay, I'll call and ask."

Sang Xiong frowned and called.

"Brother Li, hey, it's me, Xiao Sang. Yes, right, I went downstairs and said there is no appointment information. Huh? Why is that? Are you right?"

Sang Xiong's face became more and more ugly as he heard it, and finally he just said: "Got it."

He hung up the phone.

"What's the matter? Xiao Sang." Fu Sheng also asked without knowing why.

"Li Wen said that he has other arrangements in the afternoon, let us change the day." Sang Xiong understood the meaning, and a company that could bid more than Xingyue Culture contacted Li Wen, and Li Wen sent him the afternoon This is the helplessness of small companies. The channels are in the hands of others, and the seats are limited. Even if they pay, they still have to queue up for Xingyue Culture. You don’t need to think about it. Among the publicity channels, they are all extremely low.

Another day?

"Hey." It seems that this is not the first time that Xingyue has encountered this kind of thing, and Fu Sheng is used to it and then said: "Look, can I contact other liaison officers now."

Mingyi's channels are all contacted by the liaison officer to contact the company below, and then make an appointment to come and talk. Li Wen is a liaison officer in charge of publicity and distribution channels of B-level and below.

Sang Xiong also sighed, ready to continue the phone call.

Before dialing out, Fang Yun sat in the back and roughly understood what was going on, rolled down the car window, and asked the guard, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Hearing the sound, the doorman looked over, he was taken aback for a moment, then his pupils shrank, and he swallowed.
As one of the witnesses at the first scene of Mr. Qin's car delivery incident that day, how could the guard not know Fang Yun.

Even now, their security department is talking about what happened that day.

"Secretary Fang Fang." The guard stuttered.

Fang Yun smiled, "Can you save face by opening the door and letting us in? It's okay if you can't, I don't make it difficult for you."

no?The doorman is also good, how could it not be possible, and said quickly: "You are joking, you are going home when you go back to Mingyi. The appointment was wrong."

Look, this is the quality of Mingyi Anbao. He is very excited and speaks well. He deserves to be the highest salary in the industry.

"Wait a moment, I'll open the door for you."

"Thank you." Fang Yun responded with a smile, then rolled up the car window again, looked at the dumbfounded Sang Xiong ahead, and said hello, "Brother Sang, why are you still standing there, let's go in."

".oh oh."

Fu Sheng also didn't react for a long time, ". Secretary Fang?"

"Brother Fu still doesn't know?" Fang Yun explained with a smile, "I used to be the secretary of the president's office here, and it's a bit thin-skinned."

"Oh." Fu Sheng suddenly realized that he is not young, and he also knows the secretary in the president's office. His position is not high, but his status is different.

No wonder, the guard gave face, which is easy to understand.

(End of this chapter)