"Mr. Song."
Decor teased, holding up her wine glass, "Mr. Song's female companion is so beautiful."
Mr. Song looks to be around 40 years old. Although he is wearing a tailor-made suit, his beer belly ruins his beauty. Coupled with his sparse hair, he cannot be considered a domineering CEO, but only a successful "entrepreneur".
Although he was already accompanied by a curvaceous beauty, his eyes had been glued to her since she arrived. He dismissed her companion and said with a grin, "Oh, when it comes to beauty, who can compare to our President Dai?"
Facing this naked gaze, Deke remained calm, "Haha, Mr. Song, you are really joking. I am already old and ugly."
"What do you mean by old and ugly? What do you call this Dai Zong? A mature woman can attract more people than a young girl."
Dai Ke laughed twice and said, "Mr. Song, please don't flatter me. By the way, I came to see Mr. Song for business. I've read the previous cooperation agreement, and I want to discuss the profit with you again."
When talking about work, President Song's smile faded a little. "Those kinds of things are handled by my vice presidents. If President Dai wants to discuss it, why not go talk to those vice presidents directly?"
Deke hit a wall, but she didn't get angry. She said softly, "The vice president's argument just didn't make sense, so I wanted to ask President Song for help. The main contract states that the production of the co-branded cosmetics will be done by our factory, but all profits will go to Lanjiang. We're losing money to gain publicity, isn't that a bit of a disadvantage?"
President Song said sternly, "Hey, don't say that. You know how famous we are at Lan Jiang now. Isn't President Dai cooperating with us for publicity? Even if you hire a celebrity as your spokesperson, you still have to spend money on publicity. Look, I don't want a penny, and I'm still promoting you. I'm already giving you face."
Mr. Song is a seasoned man. He is clearly the one taking advantage, but he insists on pretending to be magnanimous.
However, after spending a few years in the business world, Deke was already accustomed to these intrigues. She said directly, "So this is Mr. Song's final cooperation plan, right?"
Mr. Song didn't say yes or no, but just looked Deke up and down and hinted, "There are too many people here, why don't we go somewhere else to talk."
He leaned close to Deke's ear and said, "Room 1209 downstairs, waiting for you anytime."
After saying that, he winked at Deke.
In the corner, Luo Ming, who witnessed all this, clenched the wine glass in his hand.
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Unlike Deke, who was already well-known in this circle, Suman didn't know many people here. However, after walking around a few times, she did exchange business cards with quite a few people.
One of the men, who was also a public relations manager, showed great interest in her. They not only exchanged business cards but also added each other on WeChat. He didn't leave until someone from the same company called him.
After seeing the man off, Su Man turned around and met Qiao Yingrui with a dark face. He looked like a husband who had just caught his wife cheating.
"Who is he?" Qiao Yingrui asked in a questioning tone.
Su Man said heartlessly, "I just met him. He's also a public relations manager. He heard that I had just started working and he shared his experience with me. He's a good person."
"Are you stupid? Why would he tell you this? He's just trying to take advantage of you. Delete him now."
"Deleted?"
Su Man smiled playfully, "I'm no longer a housewife. I need to have my own social circle. I think you have quite a few female colleagues on WeChat. Do you want to delete them all?"
Qiao Yingrui frowned and looked at the dress Su Man was wearing. "Your company didn't hire you just to do things that would put you in the spotlight, did they?"
The more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed to him. Otherwise, how could Zhao Man, an uneducated housewife, suddenly become a public relations manager?
Thinking of this, he naturally speculated, "There have been rumors in the circle for a long time that Dai Ke relied on her body to get to the top. What good can you expect from following her?"
Su Man frowned, "What do you mean by that?"
"What could that mean? Otherwise, how could a woman like her end up like this? You can imagine."
Qiao Yingrui, with male chauvinism etched into his genes, said arrogantly, "I'm warning you, quit your job as soon as possible. An Ning is still so young, who will take care of him if you work? Besides, I just talked to Mr. He, and the investment is almost finalized. Just be a housewife and don't dwell on those trivial things. Do you understand?"
Su Man glanced behind him and suddenly smiled. She raised her voice slightly and said, "I'm just worried that you'll be too tired. You're supporting two families by yourself, and I have to pay rent. The expenses are really too high. By the way, when are you going to tell Sister Siwen about us moving back home?"
"I'll tell her as soon as the investment is in place." Qiao Yingrui vowed.
"What if Sister Siwen doesn't agree?"
"Don't want to? Oh, she eats my food, drinks my drinks, and uses my things. If she doesn't want to, just let her get out. You've spoiled her bad habits."
After this period of time, Siwen's unreasonable behavior, coupled with Qiao Keke's occasional mischief, he was extremely impatient with the mother and daughter. Although he would not be as ruthless as he said, he still spoke harshly to Su Man without any scruples.
"Siwen used to be quite considerate, but now, maybe it's because she's too old, she's making so much noise every day that it gives me a headache. I really shouldn't have taken her back in the first place."
Su Man looked at the furious Siwen behind Qiao Yingrui with satisfaction and smiled, "Is that so..."
Qiao Yingrui was about to say something when he was suddenly pulled over and slapped hard in the face.
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