129. There is no ceiling in the workplace, only eaves
Ling Ling saw Zhang Fangjie's expression immediately darken, and she quickly took over, saying, "We'll help Xijing identify its target audience. While different social classes may have different knowledge and educational backgrounds, they all share the same basic need for clean drinking water. Rest assured." Chu Qi also tugged at De Lina's sleeve from under the table, signaling her to stop her nonsense. Cheng Yanbing, however, pressed De Lina relentlessly, "So, tell me, what influence does our Xijing brand have?" De Lina stubbornly pulled Chu Qi away, scoffing, "I don't think it has much. I haven't used your products, and I don't know the quality. So, I think it would be more cost-effective to run some simple, repetitive, brainwashing ads directly on local TV stations and try to sell as many units as possible." Ling Ling felt her entire body sink, her heart in her throat. She was about to interrupt when Cheng Yanbing cut her off. He said, "You, Tuowu, are our advertising company. Our brand has no influence. Aren't you the ones who should reflect on this?" "Yes, Mr. Cheng..." Ling Ling was about to mediate when the self-righteous and reckless Delina spoke up again: "I think the only way for small domestic brands is to sell at low prices and target the rural market—" Ling Ling cut her off sharply, saying, "First, clarify what 'dumping' means before you come here and express your views on political economy." Ling Ling suppressed her anger and made a 'please' gesture, signaling Chuqi to drag Delina away. "I think we've had a very thorough chat today. We'll be leaving now," Cheng Yanbing said, his face sullen, as he stood up and left. Zhang Fangjie hurried after them, leaving with a brusque remark: "If you haven't discussed this internally, don't come out and cause trouble." "No, no, Sister Fang—" Ling Ling trotted after them, apologizing profusely. She quickly called out to Shaoyao, gesturing for her to bring the generous gifts she'd prepared and follow. But when she reached their car to present them, Zhang Fangjie hurled two gift boxes out the window. Shaoyao squatted on the ground, picking up the scattered high-end cosmetics and the velvet and gold floss inside the gift boxes. Ling Ling's chest heaved with anger. She took a deep breath and trudged up to the office building. *~*~*~*~*~*~~ Ling Ling, chasing the suspect back to the company, walked with such gusto that it felt as if she were about to throw a bench at her target. She angrily walked into the workstation of Delina in Group A. Before she could even open her mouth, she heard the rich girl sobbing and complaining to her father on the phone, detailing the details of this rotten...
Ling Ling saw Zhang Fangjie's expression immediately darken, and quickly took over the conversation, saying, "We'll help Xijing identify its customer base. Although different social classes have different knowledge reserves and educational backgrounds, they all share the same basic need for clean drinking water. Please rest assured."
Chuqi also pulled Delina's sleeve from under the round table, signaling her to stop talking nonsense.
Cheng Yanbing kept asking Delina, "Then tell me, what is the influence of our Xishi brand?"
Delina willfully pulled Chuqi away and sneered, "I don't think it has much influence. I haven't used your product and don't know the quality, so I think it would be more cost-effective to make some simple, repetitive brainwashing ads and directly broadcast them on local TV stations. I'll sell as many units as I can."
Ling Ling felt her whole body sink, her heart in her throat. Just as she was about to interject, Cheng Yanbing interrupted her. He said, "You, Tuowu, are our advertising agency. Our brand has no influence. You should be reflecting on this."
"Yes, Mr. Cheng..." Ling Ling was about to mediate when the self-righteous De Lina spoke up again: "I think the only way for small domestic brands is to sell at low prices and go to the rural market—"
Ling Ling interrupted her sternly, "First, figure out what 'dumping' means before you come here to express your views on political economics." Ling Ling suppressed her anger and made a 'please' gesture, signaling Chu Qi to drag Delina away.
"I think we've had quite a good chat today, so we're leaving now." Cheng Yanbing's face sank as he stood up and left. Zhang Fangjie quickly followed him, and before leaving, she rudely said, "If you haven't discussed this internally, don't come out and cause trouble for others."
"No, no, Sister Fang--" Ling Ling trotted after them, apologizing all the way, and hurriedly called Shaoyao, motioning her to take out the generous gifts prepared in advance and follow them. But when she caught up with their car to give the gifts, Zhang Fangjie threw two bags of gift boxes directly out of the car window.
Shaoyao squatted on the floor, picking up the scattered high-end cosmetics and the velvet and gold floss from the gift boxes. Lingling's chest heaved with anger. She took a deep breath and trudged up to the office building.
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Ling Ling, chasing the killer back to the company, marched with such gusto that she felt as if she were about to throw a bench at her target. She stormed over to Team A's Delina's workstation. Before she could even open her mouth, she heard the rich girl sobbing and complaining to her father on the phone about the unprofessionalism of this shabby advertising agency. She lamented that she had tried to win the negotiation with the client, but was being unreasonably suppressed by her unsympathetic superiors.
Ling Ling didn't want to argue with this unreasonable and silly girl from the landlord's family anymore. Just let her be silly like this. She didn't deserve any wisdom.
Ling Ling turned around and walked towards Fang Tuowu's office. She just wanted to kick Delina out and let this idiot pack up and get out!
Just as she reached the door, she saw Mr. Fang answering the phone through the floor-to-ceiling glass window. She had no choice but to wait outside the door and pace back and forth to relieve her anger.
After Fang Tuowu finished the call, he waved her in. Before she could speak, Mr. Fang spoke first, "Lina's father, Mr. De, called me just now; Xijing's CEO, Cheng Yanpeng, also sent me a message saying that they are temporarily not cooperating on the new water purifier product."
Ling Ling's heart sank upon hearing this opening, her anger instantly extinguished by the icy water. However, she still defended herself, "Boss Fang, this accident was caused by Delina. She actually spoke out while we were meeting with the client without fully understanding the situation, angering the client and leading to this situation."
"I originally placed her in Group A because I trusted you. If there's a problem with the people below, the higher-ups can't claim to be completely blameless."
After Fang Tuowu said this, Ling Ling fell completely silent. She instantly understood her situation and knew that if she continued to resist, it would not only be futile, but would also lead to an even more humiliating death.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Fang. I will try my best to repair my relationship with Xi Jing. As for Mr. De, thank you for your help in apologizing on my behalf." Ling Ling said dejectedly, and then left Mr. Fang's office.
She walked into the meeting room she'd been in, locked the door, and slammed the pile of documents she'd spread out on the table onto the floor. This was the culmination of several nights of hard work, the scattered paper clips and dovetail clips looking like the brain cells she'd burned out while desperately trying to come up with something creative had resurfaced.
The grievances that she had been suppressing in Mr. Fang's office just now burst out, tears streaming down her face, and she vented her pent-up anger and grievances unscrupulously.
Feeling a little relieved, she hugged her shoulders and looked out the window at the gray and depressing sky. Hearing some anxious footsteps outside the meeting room, she turned her head to look at the shadows reflected in the glass window. It should be Chuqi and Shaoyao pacing back and forth worriedly.
She looked at her reflection in the mirror, wiped away the tear-stained makeup, and tried to make herself look less disheveled. She picked up every piece of paper that had just fallen to the floor, held her head high again, and walked out of the meeting room.
"Everyone, get back to your work. I'm fine." She gave them a faint smile and then walked into Group A's office. She stopped where De Lina could hear her and said to Shaoyao, who was following behind her, "The new approach to Xijing products that Lina mentioned today has given me some inspiration. We should definitely consider customer segmentation in the lower-tier markets in our strategic report. Shaoyao, please add this analysis. I'll contact Zhang Fangjie again."
The next contact with Xijing was another round of flattery. Fortunately, the product solution of Lingling team was the most satisfactory one that Xijing had seen so far, so as long as Lingling would undertake and repair those minor episodes that damaged their reputation without any bottom line, everything could be negotiated. Lingling knew that in the workplace, there might not be a ceiling, but the eaves definitely existed at all times. As long as the skills were strong and willing to humble themselves, there was no business that could not be negotiated. Of course, most customers were stingy tyrants. They agreed to it, but the price was high enough for Tuowu to bear. Lingling had no choice but to find ways to save costs everywhere without reducing the effectiveness of the advertising.
In view of Ling Ling's good performance in crisis public relations, Fang Tuowu silently gave her a very sincere reward - transferring Delina to Peng Bosheng in the media department.
Ling Ling discovered that in the workplace, there are fools and villains, but there are indeed few useless people. For example, this Delina went to the media department. I heard that she and Peng Bosheng are very close and have brought a lot of media resources. She is very much a model case of turning recyclable garbage into treasure.
When they ran into each other at the company, Peng Bosheng would tease Ling Ling, saying, "Look at you. If you had taken good care of Miss De, wouldn't all the resources I have now be yours?"
"No, no, I don't have the skills to do porcelain work. I never covet money that I can't earn. Mr. Peng is awesome!" Ling Ling applauded and flattered him, then said, "But Mr. Peng, you have to be careful too. From what I've seen of that girl Lina, whether she's clear-headed or not is a given, but I feel she's quite kind and quite reliant on the person she sets her sights on. So—be careful not to let her fall in love with you."
When Ling Ling said this, Peng Bosheng was frightened and a layer of confusion appeared on his face after the horror.
Ling Ling left with a sweet smile.
But as soon as she sat down at her workstation, she felt an inexplicable nausea rising from her stomach. She hurried to the bathroom and retched for a long time. Chuqi saw this and hurried over to take care of her, handing her tissues and mineral water.
"What happened to you?" Chuqi asked worriedly.
"I don't know. Maybe I didn't have a good breakfast, but I usually eat from the same sandwich shop." Ling Ling didn't know what was wrong with her. "But I've been feeling this way often lately." She muttered while panting.
Chuqi suddenly realized and said, "Are you pregnant?"
"Go to hell!" Ling Ling cursed, "I just broke up a while ago, didn't I tell you?"
"You only mentioned that one sentence." Chu Qi complained, and suddenly her gossipy heart was aroused and asked: "Did you break up because the child is not his?"
Ling Ling swallowed weakly, gave her a fierce look, and turned away as if she didn't want to bother with her.
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