Mr. Bao's seemingly incomprehensible first sentence was like a big earthquake in Lily's ears. This was a clear message to Lily that he already knew her origins.
Although Lily never thought about hiding it from everyone, she never thought that this day would come so quickly, which would naturally make all her plans go to waste.
Looking at Mr. Bao's unswerving back, Lily suddenly felt a sense of domineering, as if he was warning her to be more honest on the Yellow River Road.
Then Lily returned to her room, picked up the phone and dialed Shenzhen Qiang Mujie's number, "Mr. Qiang, Mr. Bao already knows my origin, and I guess he may also know your purpose."
"Mr. Bao is now at the highlight of his life, so naturally he doesn't take us seriously."
"Then...what do I need to do next?"
"Stand still! Just open your Zhizhen Garden. I will go to Shanghai in person soon."
"okay, I get it."
After hanging up the phone, Lily suddenly realized that Mr. Bao and Mr. A were the same kind of people, with the same domineering and confident temperament and behavior. She couldn't help but want Mr. Bao to experience Mr. A's frustration in person.
At this time, inside the private room of Zhizhenyuan, Mr. Bao went straight to the point after the greetings and asked, "Mr. Bao, we are doing well, why did you do this again? Business can't be done That’s how it’s done.”
"Mr. Fan, does it have anything to do with you if I do my job?"
"How come it doesn't matter!" J "We are also selling body-blood shirts, so who else are we selling our "Sanyang" body-blood shirts to?" "
"Yellow River Road is only 755 meters long, but there are more than 100 restaurants on this street. Which one do you think influenced which one?"
"This...this is not easy to compare. Everyone is already used to the brand "J", how could they still like my "Sanyang". "
"Mr. Fan, our contract is to launch the "Sanyang" sweat shirt during the Dragon Boat Festival, and we will also invite that white snake Zhao Yazhi. As for "J", the matter of "J" has nothing to do with you, Mr. Fan, and "Sanyang". "
"this……"
"Mr. Fan, "J" is an international famous brand like Montagut, but your goal of "Sanyang" is a Shanghai famous brand. In addition, in addition to body-blood shirts, "J" also has other styles. You don't need to make the two different. Necessary contact."
"Mr. Bao, will my "Sanyang" be available on the Dragon Boat Festival? "
"It has been arranged, and Zhao Yazhi's schedule has been contacted. I will definitely give you a good result."
"Then please give me more trouble, Mr. Bao."
"Mr. Fan, this market is changing very fast. It is impossible for you to make Sanyang an enduring brand. For example, have you ever heard of any good domestic brands?" "
"Yes! Then Mr. Bao thinks "J" is enough?"
"Of course! I have very high expectations for "J". The team of fashion designers are all internationally renowned designers, and with the support of American capital, we will definitely be able to achieve long-term success."
"Awesome! I wonder if our Huxi Knitting Factory is lucky enough to be "J"'s OEM factory?"
"Will have the opportunity next time."
At this time, Lily was listening to Manager Pan's detailed report, "Boss Boss, Mr. Bao has a tight grip on Mr. Fan right now. He may never be able to escape from Mr. Bao's grasp."
"Hmph! When they signed the contract, it was already confirmed, and it is obvious that the price reduction of two yuan was only the first step of punishment. The second step, occupying the magpie's nest, is the most fatal punishment."
"What? Dove occupying the magpie's nest?"
"That's right! The "J" sweat shirts currently on the market only have the "Sanyang" label removed and then added the "J" mark."
"What? Couldn't Mr. Fan find out about the Huxi Knitting Factory?"
"Mr. Fan is already a piece of meat on the chopping board, and it is his own fate to be slaughtered by others."
"Awesome! Mr. Bao's move was so slippery, Mr. Fan has no temper at all."
"Hmph! The most powerful thing about Mr. Bao is that he found the high imitation of "Sanyang" in advance, but I don't know what means were used to make the high imitation disappear, so now "J" has no risk of high imitation. .”
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Mr. Bao did not continue to stay with Mr. Fan for much longer. Instead, he drank a few glasses of wine with the disappointed Mr. Fan, then asked Miss Wang to pay for the meal and left directly.
Before Mr. Bao stood up and left, he looked at the disappointed Mr. Fan and said, "Mr. Fan, I heard that you will retire in a year. I intend to build a "J" garment factory of my own. One day Mr. Fan will be the director of the factory. Just come to the Peace Hotel and find me."
"Thank you, Mr. Bao! I will definitely consider it carefully."
Now Mr. Fan has understood all Mr. Bao and "J"'s methods. As for his early retirement soon, it is a certainty. After all, he and Huxi Knitting Factory completely failed in this business war.
As for Mr. Bao's casual solicitation, Mr. Fan didn't take it too seriously at this time, after all, his mind was no longer on it.
"Mr. Bao, are you leaving so soon?"
"Mr. Fan likes you Zhizhenyuan very much. He has been wanting to invite me to Zhizhenyuan some time ago. Today is a dream come true for our Mr. Fan."
"Don't you have any objections to our Zhenyuan, Mr. Bao? I, Lily, will definitely learn my lesson and make corrections."
"Mrs. Boss, your mind is not on Zhizhen Garden at all. You will probably complete your mission and leave Yellow River Road soon."
"Mr. Bao, I really don't know what you mean."
"Give me a message to that Qiang Mujie. Tell him to come straight over and stop sneaking around like a mouse all day long. I'm really ashamed of Mr. A for having such a partner. He should have danced with Mr. A in the first place. Hai committed suicide."
"..." Lily's anger at this time could be said to be beyond words. She felt that Mr. Bao was humiliating Mr. A.
But the angry Lily quickly endured it, feeling that Mr. Bao was really too powerful an opponent. She stood in front of Mr. Bao as if she had no clothes on and had no secrets.
Manager Pan on the side seemed to notice some subtle things, but she turned a blind eye and ignored it, realizing that Huanghe Road and Zhizhen Garden were going to be lively next.
At this time, Mr. Fan from the Xiangjianhuan box also walked out, then looked at Lily helplessly and said goodbye, "Lily, I'm going back to Hangzhou. We'll see you again in the future."
"Mr. Fan, temporary success or failure doesn't mean anything. Just remember to be more careful next time."
"Yes! I hope there is a chance to do it again."
"Mr. Fan, have a good trip."
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