This has caused quite a stir; it's like friendly fire has been accidentally wounded.
Oh, no, the Wowo Group isn't exactly an allied force either; at most, it's a puppet army.
Zhang Yiming ran to Lin Chen's office and told Lin Chen about it.
Lin Chen frowned and said, "Don't you guys consider the nationality of the people you're advertising for?"
"Um, Mr. Lin, does that also depend on the other party's nationality?"
"Of course we should! We can forget about companies from other countries, but for companies from trashy places like Japan and South Korea, we either won't sign with them, or we'll ruin them. Isn't that common sense?"
Ah... I've learned something new. There's definitely a reason why President Lin can run the company so well.
"So what should we do next?"
"Here's what you'll do: notify Wowo.com, Lashou.com, and Meituan, and tell them what I said. Tell them to stop fighting for now, kill this discount grabbing thing, and then I'll give them all the promotional fees that our company spent on the discount grabbing thing."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yiming felt his national spirit ignite, and he walked with an aura of menace.
He relayed Lin Chen's words to Xu Maodong, Wu Bo, and Wang Xing.
Apart from Xu Maodong, who was still somewhat hesitant about the ceasefire, Wu Bo and Wang Xing both agreed immediately and firmly stated that they didn't need the promotional fee and should donate it instead.
Zhang Yiming thought to himself, "Sure enough, Xu Maodong, this puppet soldier, is no good person."
Ultimately, persuaded by Zhang Yiming, Xu Maodong also agreed to a temporary truce.
The promotional offer quickly gained a foothold in China's four major first-tier cities, and Shan Lang was even praised by headquarters for this.
In the evening, Yamajiro happily hummed a song and drank a little wine while his secretary, whom he had brought from Japan, gave him a massage.
Well, there's nothing he can do about it. He originally wanted to experience Chinese club culture, since he often heard his Chinese clients say that Chinese culture is profound and extensive!
But when he arrived, the moment he opened his mouth, people heard his thick rural accent and knew the business couldn't be done, no matter how much money he offered.
This frustrated him greatly. If he were in Japan, someone of his status would be surrounded by a retinue in the red-light district.
So, he could only resort to underhanded tactics with his secretary. After all, life is like that, and there are many such scenarios. They say art imitates life, so naturally he did just that.
Suddenly, the phone rang. Yamamoto Jiro was disappointed to see it was his subordinate.
"Baka! Why are you interrupting my drink?"
"Chief, something terrible has happened! We think we're surrounded!"
"What nonsense are you spouting? Have you had too much to drink?"
"It's true, many of our partner merchants have suddenly called to cancel their partnerships with us."
"Huh? Why?"
"They said that several of China's largest online shopping platforms quietly told them that if they continued to list the group-buying coupons we offered at discounted prices, they would have to stop cooperating with them."
"Baka yarou! This is unfair business competition, I'm going to sue them."
Enraged, Yamamoto threw his iPhone away.
*Thud*, it hit the corner of the table and shattered.
This made him even angrier. This was the latest iPhone 4 that he had bought at great expense. How much would it cost to replace the screen?
So he grabbed his secretary and tore her to shreds.
Yamete~ Yamete~
A familiar cry came from inside the house.
The handsome guy next door had just broken up with his girlfriend and was feeling down at home when he heard this sound, and he was absolutely furious.
Well, I'm heartbroken and you guys are still cosplaying, huh? Having so much fun cosplaying, huh? I'm calling the police right now.
"Hey, Uncle Hat, I suspect someone next door is committing acts against a woman's will. You guys need to come and rescue this wayward girl."
As he spoke, he placed the telephone receiver against the wall.
Upon hearing this, the man in the hat on the other end of the phone exclaimed, "This is terrible! The screaming is too awful. There must be something wrong. We must dispatch the police immediately!"
Soon, Xiao Shuai heard a knock on the door next door.
"Hello, we are from the police station, conducting a routine check. Please open the door."
Yamamoto Jiro came over and opened the door, cursing and swearing.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Hat exclaimed, "Oh ho, you dare to swear?"
"Show me your ID."
Yamamoto Jiro returned to his room to get his identification. Uncle Hat took the opportunity to peek inside and saw a girl on the floor crying while covering her private parts with her clothes.
The secretary that Yamamoto Jiro brought from Japan had actually been subjected to unspoken rules many times. She wasn't doing it willingly, but it's really hard to avoid such things in the Japanese workplace. Besides, her job and benefits were pretty good, so she had been putting up with it all.
But tonight, Yamamoto Jiro seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. He was extremely violent towards her, spanking her buttocks repeatedly, which hurt terribly.
So she cried. Who understands the hardships of being a working person? It really hurts, sob sob sob.
Uncle Hat took one look and realized that this was clearly against the woman's will, so he took her away.
Then he rushed in and grabbed Yamamoto Jiro.
"Baka yarou, what are you doing? I am Japanese, you can't arrest me."
"Stop blaming the Japanese for everything you do bad things, just be honest."
Then, the two were taken back to the police station.
"Name."
"Jiro Yamamoto."
"Still pretending to be Japanese? I'm asking for your real name."
"My name is Yamamoto Jiro."
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