Zhao Hui had been to this office once before, supposedly to discuss cooperation details, but it was actually a business visit.
Located in the heart of Beijing's East Third Ring Road, the Guomao area is one of the most expensive areas in the city, and most of the companies that operate here are well-known foreign enterprises or various emerging companies that are not short of money.
Yang Xishu explained that Xiangyu Group also owns two office buildings in Beijing, but as the next generation of a prominent entrepreneur, she does not want to rely on her father's fame and wants to "do everything on her own."
Zhao Hui nodded in agreement, but in his heart he was thinking, if it weren't for his father's fame and support, which young entrepreneur would start by renting an entire floor of the most expensive office building in Beijing?
However, after some investigation, he also felt that Yang Xishu was quite wealthy, her storefront was very respectable, and her product managers were quite professional when they gave new product demonstrations.
But when Zhao Hui observed the president's expression as Wei Changfeng stepped into the office, he realized that this so-called business cooperation was probably just another "high-class celebrity chasing" activity.
This was completely different from the Yang Xishu he had met last time. Last time, although she was dressed in designer brands, she had the air of a young businesswoman and spoke fluently about her company's plans and product development. Although she sometimes seemed a little naive, she still seemed very calm and wise.
At the time, Zhao Hui was thinking to himself: "Like begets like, and perhaps there is some truth to that. This girl looks young, but she does seem to have inherited the temperament of her father, Yang Kai, a business tycoon. Perhaps she will really grow into an outstanding female entrepreneur in the future."
But the moment Wei Changfeng appeared, Yang Xishu saw that his expression and eyes betrayed everything: they were no different from the fervent admiration of a fan!
Advertisers will naturally choose celebrities they admire to endorse their products. No one would pay a celebrity they dislike to endorse their product. However, there is a difference between admiration and infatuation.
A true businessman considers everything from a market and profit perspective, rather than spending money on personal preferences. The doubts that Zhao Hui and Wei Changfeng had when they first saw the endorsement price are now crystal clear.
Yang Xishu simply has a lot of money and doesn't consider the future development and profitability of the product; she just chose to collaborate with her favorite celebrity.
She greeted him warmly and shook hands with Wei Changfeng, who responded somewhat shyly. He had seen this kind of infatuated gaze for many years and immediately understood everything.
He glanced at Zhao Hui, who was also looking at him. They didn't exchange a single word, but they both knew what the other wanted to say.
At this moment, their only thought was that they hoped this wealthy female fan wouldn't cause any trouble and that the collaboration would proceed as a legitimate business partnership.
Because everything had been agreed upon beforehand and several rounds of communication had been conducted, Duan did not intend to break the contract at the last minute just before it was about to be finalized.
Besides, Miss Yang didn't do anything outrageous or impolite; she just failed to manage her eager expression.
Assistant Xiao Hao was also standing next to Wei Changfeng. Although he wasn't as quick-witted as Zhao Hui, he could tell that the female president of the company was being a little too enthusiastic towards his brother.
Both parties' managers and legal representatives were very dedicated, and all the details of the contract were confirmed again. Wei Changfeng, his agent Zhao Hui, and Yang Xishu, the person in charge of Party A, all signed the contract.
Yang Xishu was overjoyed, her face beaming with uncontainable happiness.
Objectively speaking, she is still very beautiful, especially today. Her makeup is appropriate and her clothes are luxurious, indicating that she has carefully dressed up in advance.
The only problem was that the perfume was too strong, making it hard for Wei Changfeng, who had a sensitive respiratory system, to breathe.
After the contract was signed, it was lunchtime, and Yang Xishu suggested that everyone have a meal together to celebrate.
This was a normal business social activity, which had been discussed with Zhao Hui before. They planned to have a casual meal together after the contract was signed, so Wei Changfeng couldn't refuse.
“Let’s go to a quieter restaurant! Changfeng has a lot of fans, and we haven’t filmed the collaboration ad yet. If the paparazzi see us, they’ll make a big deal out of it,” Zhao Hui said.
Yang Xishu said it had been arranged long ago at one of her father's clubhouses. It was not open to the public and only received business partners.
When they were getting into the car, she insisted on inviting Wei Changfeng to ride with her. Zhao Hui said they had driven there, and Yang Xishu laughed and said to him, "Are you afraid I'll eat you up?"
Several people present felt awkward after these words were spoken, but the speaker didn't seem to care at all.
Helpless, Zhao Hui and Wei Changfeng got into Yang Xishu's car, leaving Xiao Hao, who had come with them, to drive behind them.
The Xiangyu Group's clubhouse in the suburbs of Beijing is quite large, somewhat like the Castel family's estate that Wei Changfeng visited in France, only much smaller in scale.
Even so, it still has its own pavilions, towers, bridges, and streams. The garden is full of plants, and koi carp swim freely in the pond. The whole clubhouse is like a paradise.
The dining was, of course, extremely upscale and exquisite, ranging from various intricately handcrafted cold dishes to wild-caught yellow croaker, known as "gold bars of the sea," and extremely rare blue lobsters from Australia. Whether it tasted good or not is another matter, but the sheer variety was dazzling.
As expected, during the meal, Yang Xishu asked for Wei Changfeng's private contact information.
She didn't seem to mind the people at the table. Her entourage consisted of her trusted manager, who had been in charge of the initial coordination and negotiations for this business collaboration. Wei Changfeng's side consisted of his assistant and agent, so everyone at the table could be considered "one of their own."
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