Under Zhu Lin's astonished gaze, I hung up the phone.
She looked at me in disbelief: "How...how did you get Mr. Yan's phone number?"
I looked at her with disdain: "Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it."
I picked up the documents on the table and was about to leave when I suddenly thought of a very critical point.
"Zhu Lin, you don't even have Director Yan's contact information. How did you manage to meet with Director Yan to discuss cooperation and show him our contract?"
Zhu Lin was stunned by my questioning. She looked flustered and tried to explain hesitantly, but I had no interest in listening and walked away from her.
I already understand it in my heart.
Zhu Lin had never met Yan Meng. The so-called client's dissatisfaction after seeing the information was just an excuse for her to make things difficult for me.
The only thing she miscalculated was that I had Yan Meng's contact information.
The next morning, I came to Bailu Clothing. The front desk received instructions from above and led me into Yan Meng's office.
"Director Yan, Miss Lan is here."
After hearing the report from the front desk, Yan Meng raised his head and happened to meet my eyes.
He curled his lips and smiled: "Miss Lan, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. It seems that you and I are really destined to be together."
The receptionist quietly left and closed the office door.
I hesitated for a moment, but my purpose today was to sign a contract and ask for help, so I convinced myself to lower my stance.
I forced an official smile, but it was superficial.
Yan Meng raised his hand to signal me to sit down, and then slowly brewed tea.
"Miss Lan specifically asked me to meet her. Could it be that she has changed her mind and wants us to make a public apology?"
He said it jokingly, joking with me.
I didn't hold back and went straight to the point: "The apology is over. I'm here today on behalf of our company to discuss cooperation with you, Mr. Yan. I hope you can let us handle your company's advertising and promotion."
"Oh?" Yan Meng looked at me with interest, "Tell me about it."
His eyes always seemed to be trying to pry into people's hearts, which made me feel uncomfortable.
But work comes first. I put aside my prejudice and introduced him in a businesslike manner: "Mr. Yan, I have investigated your company's data. Although the performance in the past two years is good, it is too stable. I have seen your company's related promotional video. The costumes are eye-catching, but the video presentation is mediocre and lacks creativity."
"Do you think our people did a bad job?" Yan Meng looked at me with half-closed eyes, a hint of danger flashing in his eyes.
No boss would like to hear others deny the achievements of his company.
I didn't panic, but simply explained my inner thoughts: "No, I just think professional matters should be left to professionals. Take your cheongsams for example. Because of your expertise, any cheongsam you bring out will be eye-catching."
Yan Meng chuckled and asked me, "Do you think you are professional enough? Why should I trust you?"
"It's all based on the reputation we've built through our collaborations with other companies over the years." Speaking of my company, I felt a bit more confident. "VC Media has been deeply involved in the advertising field for many years. Whether it's brand planning or creative design, we have a very professional elite team..."
I showed Yan Meng some of the advertising videos our company had collaborated on in the past, hoping to impress him with the results.
However, Yan Meng just took a quick look and was not very interested.
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