In a high-end office building on the East Second Ring Road, the 18th floor was brightly lit. A group of people had gathered in the conference room.
Seated in the center was Jin Heng, dressed in a bespoke suit, exuding understated elegance and quality. A cup of hand-drip coffee sat before him, untouched. His entire demeanor was reserved, revealing no emotion.
To Jin Heng's left sat the senior executives of Lingmei Cosmetics, while to his right sat the contractor, Chaoxun Technology, led by Qin Shu.
"President Qin, your President Huo is really busy. We had a meeting scheduled for 7:30, and he still hasn't shown up. His time is precious, but is our President Jin's time worthless?" The one who came to question him was a middle-aged man in his late thirties, Wang Yucheng, the marketing director of Lingmei.
Qin Shu touched the bridge of his nose. He was used to this kind of scapegoating scene. He maintained a polite smile and said, "President Wang, look at what you're saying. Although President Huo is not here, he has conveyed all the instructions: fully cooperate with our mid-year promotion, especially the red envelope collection from 0:00 to 1:00 on June 18. Our group of technical staff are all prepared to work through the night to ensure that you get a satisfactory result."
During major sales events, server performance and response speed are put to the ultimate test.
"Technology alone isn't enough. What we need is creativity and innovation, to make customers willingly open their wallets." Wang Yucheng looked at Jin Heng with a fawning expression, his eyes filled with humility and respect. "Our CEO Jin heard that CEO Huo is a business genius, which is why he came in person. But your CEO Huo stood him up. What is he busy with? Is he on a date?"
Those on the tidal side, keeping their eyes closed and their minds at ease, guessed right! Qin Shu coughed, "We can't interfere in the boss's affairs, but he knows what's important and what's urgent. Besides, the meeting was originally a last-minute arrangement..."
When it comes to shifting blame, Qin Shu is also a master.
Jin Heng listened to their verbal sparring, finding it quite noisy, and rubbed his temples. "President Qin, you should still give your President Huo a call to urge him to stop."
Qin Shu's third call to Huo Yunchao finally went through. A dozen minutes later, Huo Yunchao appeared in the conference room wearing a brand-new Kiton shirt.
But then everyone started sniffing, wondering what smelled so pungent and tangy.
It's definitely melodramatic.
Jin Heng frowned almost imperceptibly.
This is the person who beat Snow in the debate and won her heart.
Back then, he was just a graduate student, but now he can talk to him on equal footing. Jin Heng relies on his family's wealth, while the other party started from scratch, which makes his feelings even more complicated.
Huo Yunchao naturally couldn't guess Jin Heng's intricate thoughts. He chose to ignore it, pulled up a chair and sat down next to Qin Shu. "President Jin, I know your company is currently at a crucial marketing juncture, but such an important meeting still needs to be scheduled in advance, otherwise it will only waste both parties' time. Although we are the service provider, we are not on call 24 hours a day. I hope you understand this."
Both sides were taken aback, not expecting the latecomer to take the initiative and turn defense into offense, demonstrating a deep understanding of the essence of Machiavellianism.
Chao Xun's men immediately straightened their backs, feeling quite proud to be in a meeting with their boss. Qin Shu secretly gave a thumbs up; he was confident in his skills, but when it came to public relations and slapping people in the face, he was truly inferior to his partner.
Jin Heng smiled. "Mr. Huo, what are your thoughts on our company's promotional activities this time?"
"Mr. Jin, technology is secondary, traffic is primary; price is secondary, positioning is primary. Your product is mid-range, targeting a young demographic of 20-28 years old. What do they like? What kind of consumption do they support with their income? How can we evoke their emotional resonance? Even their favorite idols and trending colors... This is the best strategy. Forgive my bluntness, but your company's advertising, public relations, and even celebrity endorsements have not achieved this goal."
Huo Yunchao spoke eloquently, covering topics from positioning to consumer behavior, from trending colors to brand ambassadors. Even those in marketing found it enlightening and highly beneficial.
With this scathing critique, Huo Yunchao essentially shifted all the blame, stating, "Our Happy Farm platform has a large enough customer base to effectively attract traffic. Our technology is also robust enough to handle large-scale traffic. As for whether we can retain consumers and drive sales conversion, that depends on your product, not our platform. It's like dating; it requires mutual consent, not one-sided affection."
Jin Heng listened with his eyes closed, then suddenly opened them at the end. The last sentence seemed to have a hidden meaning, but Huo Yunchao's expression was perfectly normal. "We have indeed benefited a lot from what President Huo has to say. We hope that President Huo will hold more meetings with us in the future."
"If Mr. Jin participates, I will accompany him to the end."
A meeting, in the end, must be between equals. If it's just people from Lingmei's subsidiary, then Huo Yunchao naturally wouldn't participate.
After that, we deployed some execution-side tasks, and then the meeting adjourned.
Huo Yunchao led the team away, and Jin Heng followed them downstairs. As they reached the lobby, a young woman walked through the revolving door.
She wore smoky eye makeup, her lips were bright red, and her high heels clicked as she walked. "Aheng," it was Hua Se. She glanced at Huo Yunchao and then took Jin Heng's arm.
"Why did you come here? I just finished a meeting." Jin Heng didn't want to be too close to her in public, so he pulled his arm away.
"Tomorrow, The Insider is hosting a socialite fashion charity party. I called you but you didn't answer, so I had to come to you. Every socialite has to bring their own partner. Can you lend me your place for one night?" Hua Se's voice was so soft it was almost dripping with water. She was probably a staunch believer in the saying "a woman who knows how to be charming has the best life."
"SeSe, I'm busy..." Jin Heng strode after Huo Yunchao, about to speak and arrange another meeting. Just then, Huo Yunchao took out his phone, dialed a number, and his voice was completely different from his deep and composed tone in the meeting, "DaiDai, it's me. Are you home yet?"
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