Cao Jingjing's plan is that as the vice president of Zhuomei, she will find cooperation with the other company and sign a huge gambling contract, requiring that the popularity of future live broadcasts of road shows will exceed 3 million, and the number of people online will exceed 10,000. If the conditions are met, A support fund of 30 million yuan will be provided. On the contrary, if the standard is not met, 30 million yuan will be compensated.
This kind of gambling contract is very much like a trap, but Cao Jingjing must believe that the other party will jump into it.
The reason is simple. For most businessmen, if the profit rate exceeds 50%, they will take risks. If the profit rate exceeds 100%, they will even trample on any morals and rules.
Many people seem to be very smart, but they are easily blinded by temporary interests.
Coincidentally, Cao Jingjing likes to cut leeks from such people.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jingjing's assistant had contacted the person in charge of Fengchi Media Company. The other party was very willing to cooperate with Zhuomei and actively extended an invitation to invite Cao Jingjing to dinner.
After Qin Feng learned the news, he asked, "Do you want to have dinner with them?"
Cao Jingjing said coldly: "With them? Are they worthy? Go directly to sign the contract tonight and give them a slap in the face."
"Handsome." Qin Feng praised.
"I'll take you to our company first to familiarize yourself with the environment. Let's go."
Cao Jingjing wanted to take Qin Feng to Zhuomei Building, but Qin Feng shook his head and said, "I don't want to go now."
"Why? Are you afraid that we won't entertain you well? Don't worry, I will treat you to the highest standard. How about all three of my secretaries being assigned to you to serve you?"
"That's not necessary. The main reason is that I don't have a business suit, so my outfit looks somewhat casual."
"Oh, you still pay so much attention to your personal image, that's good."
Then, Cao Jingjing said, "Then let me go shopping with you."
Qin Feng answered in two words, no money.
Yes, even if he has no money, Qin Feng is not considered rich now, and there is not much money left from answering questions before.
However, he is a person who has suffered hardships, suffered sins, experienced glory, and enjoyed wealth. Therefore, he does not care about temporary joys and sorrows or poverty. As long as he works hard, there will be bread and milk.
This is his personal experience. In the original world, every time Qin Feng's wallet bottomed out, he would receive an unexpected surprise inexplicably.
When Cao Jingjing heard that she had no money, she smiled and said to Qin Feng: "You have no money, but you were still so noble when you signed the contract?"
Qin Feng was a little unhappy and responded: "What? Must a person's integrity be linked to money?"
Qin Feng's expression was no joke, and Cao Jingjing also realized that what she just said was ill-considered.
So, Cao Jingjing said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I underestimated your strength. How about this? To express my sincerity and apology, I'll buy you a men's business suit. How about that?"
"That's so embarrassing."
"Hey, it's okay. Just kidding."
"Okay, thank you. Let's go. Which shopping mall should we go to? If you want to buy a suit, you should go to Kowloon City. There are all suits selling on the street there." Qin Feng stood up and said eagerly.
Cao Jingjing thought Qin Feng would refuse again, but she didn't expect...
"Where's your backbone? Young man?" Cao Jingjing couldn't help complaining.
Qin Feng said with a smile: "A man can bend and stretch. My backbone is always there, but it will appear when you offend my personality. On the contrary, if you are gentle and sincere to me, my backbone will naturally shrink. This is mine." The way to do things.”
After hearing this, Cao Jingjing couldn't help but sigh: "This young man has an unlimited future."
Generally, the more high-end brand suits are hand-customized and not ready-made.
On the suit street in Kowloon City, Cao Jingjing said to Qin Feng: "What style of suit do you like?"
"It will be all right."
"Wait a minute, I'll show you some pictures, you choose."
Qin Feng took her mobile phone and began to compare the photos and select them.
"The first one doesn't work, the color is too dark."
"The second one is also
No, it's too old-fashioned. "
"The third……"
Qin Feng selected more than ten items in a row, but he was not satisfied.
Jingjing stared at him and said, "Brother, what style do you want?"
Qin Feng handed the phone to Jingjing, smiled and said, "Anything is fine."
"I'll beat you to death. Who did you learn this bad habit from?" Jingjing snorted coldly.
"With you girls."
"Hurry up and get out of here. I don't have those bad habits. I'm just a yandere." Jingjing's confidence was laced with a hint of arrogance.
The sun is very bright today. On the street, the girls are all wearing parasols, except Cao Jingjing.
"Why don't you hold an umbrella?" Qin Feng asked.
"You won't get tanned, so why hold an umbrella?"
This response is quite domineering.
After a while, Qin Feng tried to ask: "There is a milk tea shop in front. Please drink milk tea. What flavor do you want?"
"Whatever." Jingjing blurted out two words.
"Strike a fresh orange with a stick?"
"If it's not strong, don't drink it."
"Peach Oolong?"
"It's too sweet to drink."
"Jasmine green tea?"
"It's too bland to drink."
"Then what do you want to drink?"
"casual."
Facts have proved that girls all over the world have "casual" personalities, but they are indelible.
Qin Feng smiled and said: "Then please go buy it, madam, and buy me a glass of lemonade by the way, thank you."
Only then did Cao Jingjing realize that she had just...
She glared at Qin Feng and said, "You just tried to trick me, you brat."
"Go buy it quickly, I'm dying of thirst."
"Speechless..."
Although Cao Jingjing complained in words, she still acted without hesitation.
That afternoon, Cao Jingjing bought Qin Feng a suit worth 80,000 yuan. It has to be said that the feeling of wearing it was just two words, "take off", and the small temperament came up immediately.
Qin Feng looked at himself in the mirror. Compared with the appearance of a thin dog more than half a month ago, he looked like the best in the world.
Cao Jingjing took a look at Qin Feng and praised: "Not bad, he has a clothes hanger figure."
The so-called hanger figure means that you can look stylish no matter what clothes you wear.
Qin Feng is now 1.88 meters tall and weighs 80 kilograms. Coupled with his golden proportions and cold and handsome appearance, there are only three words to describe him - *explosive.
"Why don't you sign another modeling contract? Our company is short of male models." Cao Jingjing looked at Qin Feng with a smirk on her face.
Qin Feng immediately refused and said: "Sexy male model, dealing cards online? I don't want it."
"What are you thinking about? I'm asking you to be a model for a clothing brand, and I'm not asking you to be a Gaga. Of course, I don't rule out that there will be commercial activities that require your attendance."
"That's it, if some rich woman falls in love with me, wouldn't I be in danger?"
Jingjing smiled and said, "You men, don't you think about hugging the lap of a rich woman every day?"
"It depends on what kind of rich woman you are. My bottom line is steel wool, thank you."
Jingjing understood immediately, hit Qin Feng with her bag, and said with a smile: "Brother, you know a lot, but when it comes to rich women, I can really introduce you to one."
"Who? How old are you? How many more years can you live?" Qin Feng asked three times.
Jingjing replied: "My sister is 26 years old and the CEO of Zhuomei. She can live for fifty years. Think about it?"
Qin Feng hates other people making such jokes the most. It has obviously aroused his interest, but...
"Pull him down, and beat him to death if he doesn't want to be a weakling." Qin Feng vowed.
"If you can get my sister, I will give you a bonus of three million."
"What are you talking about? What are you talking about? The world is declining, and money is thrown at you at every turn. Where is the morality? Where is the bottom line? Where is your sister's WeChat account?"
Jingjing smiled and said, "I'll push you in the evening."
, my sister is really super beautiful, incomparably beautiful, with a huge figure and white legs. "
"Hey, listen, your adjectives are so exaggerated."
"You can refer to me for details." Jingjing put on an ose pose.
Qin Feng was ashamed: "I dare you to praise yourself too."
However, Cao Jingjing did not lie. Their twin sisters have impeccable looks and figures.
Qin Feng was curious, what kind of parents could give birth to such a beautiful daughter?
So, Qin Feng asked seriously: "Cao Jingjing, where is your mother now?"
"You're at home, what's wrong?"
"Can I push WeChat?"
Cao Jingjing immediately showed a murderous look and asked, "Why do you want my mother's WeChat account? What do you want to do?"
Qin Feng said righteously: "I want to be friends with your mother."
Cao Jingjing cursed directly and said, "Let's be *** friends."
"Yes, yes, I just want to be your mother's friend."
Cao Jingjing was so angry that she just wanted to give Qin Feng a whip, but she was wearing a hip-covering skirt and couldn't do it.
