121. If you don’t want to wait for death, then wait till you die.
It was the end of the year, and major advertisers were replanning their brand budgets. If Ling Ling failed to connect with clients, it would cause significant losses for the company. She wanted to ask Mr. Fang for help, but she hadn't figured it out yet and didn't know where to start. To get help from a superior, one had to lay out a specific problem, outline the resources needed, and demonstrate the results and value. And she couldn't just tell Fang Tuowu to teach her from scratch. She had to let him do the whole process himself first, and then she'd leave once he'd demonstrated enough. Ling Ling was sorting through the account details she'd requested from the finance department for each advertiser, combining them with the fragmented information Chuqi, Shaoyao, and Lu Chong had pieced together over the past two days. She was thinking about securing Mei Xiao's largest client, Xijing Dishwasher. Not only was this client large within Tuowu, but they had also been the longest-standing customer, demonstrating both loyalty and dedication. She also heard that Xijing's Brand Director, Zhang Fangjie, had a close personal relationship with Mei Xiao and had introduced her to many clients. So Ling Ling wanted to take down Zhang Fangjie even more, feeling the challenge of capturing the leader first. Unfortunately, this woman didn't answer her phone calls, didn't reply to her emails, and didn't pass the friend verification on WeChat. Ling Ling felt that since modern Internet social media didn't work, she might as well go back to the old ways. Having just been promoted and faced a huge problem that she couldn't handle, couldn't handle, and couldn't make ends meet, Ling Ling could only use a stupid method. If you don't want to wait to die, then go to the scene and wait. Ling Ling went to Xijing Company several times, but was always turned away, and couldn't even get through the front desk. She had no choice but to wander around the door of their company looking for an opportunity. She finally saw a familiar face who had delivered materials to Tuowu before, walking out with a few good colleagues and joking. She approached enthusiastically and said, "Weiwei, hello! I'm Lingling from Tuowu. You remember me, right?" The girl recognized her and was quite friendly. "Yes, I do. Why are you here?" Lingling said helplessly, "Our company's CEO, Mei Xiao, who had been liaising with you, has resigned. Now I'm liaising with your CEO, Fangjie. But I'm not familiar with the situation yet. Is CEO Fangjie free right now?" Weiwei, quick to grasp the message of Lingling's predicament, naturally didn't dare to say anything more. She could only put on a professional smile and said, "Sorry, dear, I don't know. We have to go to the Workers' Stadium for rehearsal right now. Our company has a New Year's Eve party next week, so we have to go quickly." "Is CEO Fangjie coming to your rehearsal?" Lingling asked, following closely. Weiwei quickly said, "Yes, she said she'd come to cheer us on, but it will be later." Lingling received this news, and her heart...
With the end of the year approaching, major advertisers were replanning their brand budgets. If Ling Ling failed to connect with clients, it would cause significant losses for the company. She wanted to ask for help from Mr. Fang, but she hadn't figured it out yet and didn't know where to start. To get help from a superior, one had to lay out a specific problem, outline the resources needed, and demonstrate the results and value. And she couldn't just tell Fang Tuowu to teach her from the beginning. She had to let him do the whole process himself first, and then she'd leave once he'd demonstrated enough.
Ling Ling was combing through the detailed account information from various advertisers she'd requested from the finance department, combining it with the fragmented information Chuqi, Shaoyao, and Lu Chong had pieced together over the past two days. She was thinking about first securing Mei Xiao's largest client, Xijing Dishwasher. Not only was this client a large one within Tuowu, but they also had the longest-standing relationship, demonstrating high loyalty and dedication. Furthermore, she heard that Xijing's brand director, Zhang Fangjie, had a close personal relationship with Mei Xiao and had introduced her to numerous clients. This made Ling Ling even more eager to secure Zhang Fangjie, feeling the challenge of capturing the culprit first.
It's a pity that this woman doesn't answer her calls, doesn't reply to her emails, and doesn't pass the friend verification on WeChat. Ling Ling thinks that since modern Internet social media doesn't work, she might as well go the old way.
Having just been promoted and faced with a massive problem that she couldn't handle, couldn't handle, and couldn't even make ends meet, Ling Ling had no choice but to resort to a crude solution. If she didn't want to wait to die, she could just go to the scene and wait.
Ling Ling went to Xijing Company several times, but was always turned away, unable to even get past the front desk. She wandered around the company's entrance, looking for an opportunity. Finally, she spotted a familiar face, someone who had delivered materials to Tuowu before, strolling out, joking with a few close colleagues.
She approached enthusiastically and said, "Weiwei, hello! I'm Lingling from Tuowu. Do you still remember me?"
The girl recognized her and said in a friendly manner, "I remember. Why are you here?"
Ling Ling said helplessly, "Our company's CEO, Mei Xiao, who has been liaising with you, has resigned. Now I'm the one liaising with your CEO, Fang Jie. But I'm not familiar with the situation yet. Is CEO Fang Jie free right now?"
Weiwei had quickly grasped the message that Ling Ling was in dire straits, so she naturally didn't dare say anything. She could only put on a professional fake smile and said, "Sorry, dear, I don't know either. We have to go to the Workers' Stadium for rehearsal right now. Our company has a New Year's Eve party next week, so we have to leave quickly."
"Then will President Fang Jie go to your rehearsal?" Ling Ling followed closely and asked.
Weiwei quickly said, "Yes, she said she would come to cheer us on, but it will be later."
Ling Ling felt more at ease after receiving this news. After Weiwei and her group left in a taxi, she scanned a shared bike and used her phone's navigation to rush to Workers' Stadium.
She followed the signs for the Xijing Company's New Year's Gala rehearsal venue and found the venue. She quietly observed the situation from the entrance and noticed that the waiting employees were complaining. Some said the venue was too large, the heating wasn't working, and they were freezing in their costumes. Others complained that they were being asked to rehearse at this time, but the company wouldn't provide overtime pay or meals. Some employees even wanted to take photos, but there wasn't a dedicated photographer on site to help.
Ling Ling saw her chance and ordered food, coffee, and milk tea using her phone's food delivery app. She also ordered dozens of heat packs through Shansong, all with the added bonus of express delivery. Just then, she saw Zhang Fangjie arrive. She had intended to cheer up the two teams in her department, but after hearing everyone's complaints, she lost interest.
As these life-saving weapons arrived, Ling Ling magically appeared like the Balala Fairies, enthusiastically distributing them to everyone. After gaining their trust, she also helped them take photos and videos. She added everyone on WeChat one by one, and the rewards were quite substantial.
After a long period of busy work, Ling Ling finally had a break. She walked over to Zhang Fangjie and saw a cup of milk tea sitting on the empty table in front of her, even unwrapped from its paper bag. Ling Ling pulled a new cup from the bag behind her, unwrapped it, and respectfully placed it in front of her. "Sister Fang, it's evening now. You don't want a refreshing drink, do you? This one is caffeine-free and sugar-free. Try it and it'll warm you up. Have you been having trouble sleeping lately?"
Mei Xiao once took Ling Ling to a dinner party with Xi Jing. Ling Ling heard Zhang Fangjie confiding her insomnia problem to Mei Xiao. She wrote it down and used it now. The last sentence was a question. She thought, she couldn't just ignore her!
Zhang Fangjie did pay attention to her, but didn't follow her topic. A hint of sarcasm flashed across her face as she said, "Mei Xiao said you were scheming, and it turned out to be true."
Ling Ling still said in a friendly manner: "Sister Fang, if I use my thoughts in a bad way, it is called scheming; but if I use them in a good way, can you consider me meticulous?" She smiled at her ingratiatingly.
Zhang Fangjie's expression softened slightly, but she still didn't appreciate it. "What you've done just happened to be due to administrative negligence in our company. There's no need for you to come here and make a presence known. They're not interested in knowing who you are."
"They just need to know who you are. I'm just your small third party. You can contact me at any time if your company has any problems. The more I interact with your company, the more plans we can make for you in the future, which will be more suitable." Ling Ling said.
Zhang Fangjie's cold expression began to soften. She glanced at Ling Ling, then turned back to watch the awkward performance on stage. "Our company isn't planning on giving Tuo Wu any more advertising budget for next year. A few years ago, our boss actually wanted to change advertising agencies, but because of my relationship with Mei Xiao, I was the one who kept supporting them. Now that Mei Xiao's gone, I have no reason to carry on. I'm just going along with the boss's wishes. Otherwise, people will think I've taken advantage of you!"
"Sister Fang, Sister Mei was the one who officially brought me into the industry. It's fair to say I wouldn't be where I am today without her. I'm very touched that you have such a close relationship with her and aren't willing to abandon a friend. But if you immediately withdrew as soon as Sister Mei left, I think the boss would mistakenly think you'd always made decisions based on personal relationships. If you could show the boss that every little benefit was earned by the company, he'd probably trust you even more. Of course, I'm also a newbie, so think about it. We're in this for the long term, so there's no rush."
Zhang Fangjie reached out and took the milk tea Lingling had placed on the table, warming her hands. After a long moment, when outsiders might have thought she was lost in the increasingly stiff performance on stage, she slowly spoke, "For so many years, you've only managed to maintain Xijing's sales, and haven't given our company any surprises. What new ideas can you come up with?"
Ling Ling changed her attentive attitude and immediately exuded the aura of a professional elite. "Sister Fang, although the market competition is so fierce now, with a constant stream of competing products, it is not easy to maintain sales year after year. But we still found a breakthrough point for Xijing, such as third-tier small cities and small counties."
"Of course we've thought of this. The boss planned it a few years ago, but—" She curled her lips and didn't intend to continue.
"Sister Fang, if you think my idea is feasible, I will give you a plan tonight." Ling Ling took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack.
Zhang Fangjie put the milk tea back to its original place, stood up slowly and said, "Let's do it tomorrow. We'll just discuss it. Our department's rehearsal is over, and I should go home. Goodbye."
Ling Ling hurriedly stood up to see her out. When she returned, her original seat had been taken by someone else, so she had no choice but to move to the corridor. She wanted to strike while the iron was hot, so she took out her computer on the steps and started typing the plan she had just mentioned to Zhang Fangjie.
Zhang Fangjie saw the young women off first, watching them all get into taxis before returning to her car. Through the dim hallway, under the lemon-yellow light, she saw Ling Ling tapping away at her keyboard in a concrete corner. It was freezing outside, and she couldn't type more than a few lines before rubbing her hands together to warm them, tilting her head to collect her thoughts.
Zhang Fangjie's WeChat ringtone rang, and she looked away, seeing her daughter's video call request. She got in the driver's seat, placed her phone on the car mount, and drove off while video chatting with her daughter.
After her car drove into her underground parking lot, her cell phone rang. It was an email notification. The title of the latest email was: "Innovative ideas for promoting Xijing dishwashers in small cities - Tuowu/Lingling".
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