Dong Ya was very curious about which company Jiang Yimei was working for now.
If it were a small company, she would be relieved; however, how could a small company possibly go public?
"Which company are you the CEO of? Why don't you hire me sometime!"
Jiang Yimei gave an awkward smile and humbly replied, "Sister Ya, I already said it's just empty praise, don't take it seriously."
Dong Ya joked, "I think you just don't want to hire me."
But his eyes were dark, as if hiding displeasure.
Although Jiang Yimei didn't know Dong Ya's true thoughts, she could sense that Dong Ya was putting on a forced smile.
To avoid Dong Ya overthinking, she grabbed her hand and said earnestly, "Sister Ya, you have to believe me. Am I that kind of person? Power really isn't in my hands."
Seeing her sincerity, Dong Ya thought that perhaps Jiang Yimei was just all talk and no action, so she stopped pressing her: "Then, can you at least tell me which company you work for?"
Jiang Yimei lowered her hand, her face darkening, and said with difficulty, "The...the original company."
"That company from before?" Dong Ya was utterly shocked. "Didn't they fire you? How come they hired you again and made you CEO?"
Jiang Yimei was very embarrassed, and there was no pride on her face: "It's embarrassing to talk about, so I'd better not."
"Why don't you dare to say it?" Dong Ya pressed, then suddenly thought of a reason. She immediately smiled, pointed at Jiang Yimei, and said with a beaming smile, "Oh, have you been taken a liking to the boss's son?"
Jiang Yimei immediately denied it: "No!"
"That shouldn't be the case. What would they want from you?"
Dong Ya raised her hand, pinched her chin, and fell into deep thought.
Jiang Yimei felt that Sister Ya was going on and on, which was a waste of time, so she politely asked her to leave: "Sister Ya, you must be tired. Why don't you go back to your room and rest?"
Dong Ya raised her lips, unable to help but scold, "You child, how can you talk to your sister like that?"
Jiang Yimei pleaded desperately, "Sister Ya, I'm very busy right now. I'm afraid I won't be able to finish reviewing these documents even if I work all night. Please let me off the hook!"
Considering Jiang Yimei's heavy workload, Dong Ya wisely left.
As she left the room, she kindly advised, "Don't stay up too late."
"knew."
After closing the door, Dong Ya went straight to her room.
Although she appeared gentle and considerate on the surface, her heart remained unsettled for a long time.
How could she, with her pride and arrogance, allow Jiang Yimei to step on her head? She was the most outstanding person in this apartment, wasn't she?
I suffered a huge blow tonight and will be depressed for a while.
...
At 10 p.m., Jiang Yimei, who had been working all day, suddenly encountered a problem.
Several documents are related to a piece of copywriting, which is an event plan aimed at promoting the company's new products to the outside world.
This document is not yet fully developed. I am submitting it now to solicit the opinions of decision-makers, or to ask them for a new idea or direction so that they can brainstorm ideas.
Jiang Yimei has some knowledge of event planning, but it's all superficial. She finds it difficult to create a truly perfect product promotion plan, especially one that requires originality.
I searched online, but found nothing.
Looking at her phone, she suddenly had an idea.
Isn't Lin Congzhi known as a business genius? Asking him will surely yield a new perspective.
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