"Fighting the fire." Financial manager Li Hong pushed open the door and threw a piece of paper to Yu Bi, "Do it."
Yu Ben took a closer look at the content above and his expression changed.
"Firefighting? High math questions?" He raised his head and looked at Li Hong, "Sister Hong, are you very busy in finance? Is it because the workload is not saturated?" He scratched his hair irritably, "If you want to use your brain, I have a lot of old questions. I’ll do the calculations for you.”
"So angry." Li Hong walked around the desk and tapped the six advanced math questions on the paper, "Calculus, Probability Theory and Linear Algebra, do it quickly, we are rushing to answer."
If it were someone else today, Yu Ben would definitely throw him out. But Li Hong is a senior financial officer of Zhuoxiu Group and has been re-employed after retirement, so Yu Ben must give her face.
"Childish." Yu Ben looked at it for a few times, wrote down the answer, and handed the paper back to Li Hong, who took a photo and sent it.
As soon as the WeChat message rang, Li Hong looked at it and said to Yu Ben: "Congratulations, Mr. Yu, for letting our cooperative media win and get the last spot to visit the French home furnishing store."
French home store? !
Yu Ben leaned on the chair and motioned with his eyes to Li Hong to give him an explanation.
Li Hong turned and left: "You go ask Guan Xi. I still have work to do, so I'll leave first."
Yu Ben said "heh".
He called Guan Xi on the internal phone: "What are you doing? What math problems are you doing during work hours?"
Guan Xi said without hesitation: "Huh? It was you who did it? Sure, your IQ beats everyone in the competition."
What kind of flattery is this.
Do you think you can write it off in one fell swoop?
Irritated, Yu Ben turned to look out the window, paused strangely, and then said in a firm tone: "Shi Yuan said it, there is not much time, you said you would deliver the results to me, where are your results?" ?”
Guan Xi said: "I am working hard for results."
The media friends that Changlefang cooperated with went to Shanghai to do a special topic on antique furniture. The target was a high-end antique furniture store in Shanghai. However, there was a problem in the communication. The other party refused business cooperation and only accepted ordinary visits and only received a limited number of customers within a fixed time. To make matters worse, during the business trip, all the reception places in the store were booked.
"Fortunately, someone canceled the reservation and freed up a visiting time slot. As a result, guess what? Because there were too many people who wanted to spend, or maybe it was a gimmick, the owner of this store actually created a competition to compete for the opportunity to visit?! So I’m going to help him solve this problem.”
Yu Ben said "Oh": "Okay. But are these front-line reporters really worth your time to spend time on public relations? As far as I know, the media's leaders have the final say on what topics to choose. If front-line reporters write randomly , just ask the leader to delete it.”
Guan Xi said: "But if the pen is in the hands of a front-line reporter, how to write in such a way that no one can fault it but also yin and yang, there is a lot of knowledge in it."
Yu Ben said: "Okay. So what are your public relations results?"
Guan Xi said: "On Thursday afternoon, there was an exclusive interview with the media in Changlefang, both on TV and print media, about the new culture of the old city."
Yu Ben said: "It sounds like it has little to do with Zhuoxiu Group."
Guan Xi said: "It is a soft article. Our goal is to create cultural real estate, and the brand tone is different from that of residential buildings. I hope to emphasize the 'inclusiveness' of Xiguan culture. Based on this premise, this kind of soft article has a higher style."
Yu Ben said: "Okay, you look at the arrangements."
Guan Xi handed a piece of paper to Yu Ben: "The media wants to interview Shi Yuan. This is the tone I prepared. You can take a look at it first. If there is no problem, I will send it to him later." She said, "Let Shi Yuan see it. Our progress."
Yu Ben agreed, and started reading while standing next to him: "Wait a minute, the reporter wants to see the Cantonese opera performance in Changlefang?" He looked at Guan Xi, "Where did the performance come from? You mean the spontaneous performance by a group of amateurs? To entertain yourself? Are you sure that if it reaches the local news, it won't be cut out?"
Guan Xi said: "The Changlefang project is equipped with a community party and mass activity room to enrich the entertainment life of the masses, and there are regular local cultural performances."
Yu Ben interrupted her: "Community party and mass activity room? Why didn't I know? When did the Changlefang project build a community party and mass activity room?"
Guan Xi spread his hands and looked at Yu Ben: "Tomorrow."
…
Chen Jiahao scrolled through the official account push notification on his mobile phone and was astonished: "A spherical pillow costs 20,000 yuan in a home furnishing store. You have to rush to make an appointment. Shopping actually requires you to do high-level math questions."
Song Qingxu said: "This store is very famous. It advocates artistic medieval furniture. Many entertainment stars buy furniture there."
Chen Jiaxian sat aside and said nothing.
After being fired from the wonton noodle shop, she has yet to find a new job, but reminders of her lack of money are everywhere.
This is the difference in class. Chen Jiaxian thought. Her tuition is only a fraction of a pillow; others have to fight for appointments if they want to spend the money.
Just as he was talking, Song Qingxu received a call: "Cantonese opera performance?"
Chen Jiaxian pricked up her ears.
Song Qingxu hung up the phone and called everyone over: "The Cantonese Opera Association said that a community is looking for a Cantonese opera show and has assigned a female voice to sing "Emperor's Flower". Which of you will go? It will be paid."
When the name of the aria was announced, the girls shook their heads: "I can't sing."
After a while, Chen Jiaxian went to Song Qingxu privately: "Tell them that I can."
Song Qingxu was surprised: "When did you know how to do it?"
Chen Jiaxian mustered up her courage and said, "Tomorrow."
…
Jun Ziyi agreed to the interview content sent by Guan Xi in her email. She opened the collaborative office and checked Shi Yuan's schedule.
Shi Yuan's calendar is surprisingly full.
On Thursday afternoon, Shi Yuan had an hour-long schedule with a red note on it: Changlefang.
Jun Ziyi printed out the interview details and walked into Shi Yuan's office.
Shi Yuan is wearing a suit jacket. Seeing Jun Ziyi come in, his movements subtly paused.
He took the caliber, read it quickly, and then put it aside: "Ziyi, there is a dinner party at noon. Please join me. With people from emerging technologies."
Emerging Technology is currently a hot technology company in the capital market, focusing on providing customers with digital customized solutions for smart cities.
Jun Ziyi nodded.
The lunch dinner was relatively private, with only four people. Shi Yuan introduced Jun Ziyi to everyone and pointed out the identity of her father. Several people present nodded.
Jun Ziyi sat aside with a smile.
There was no need for her to speak on this occasion. She represents a certain attitude just by sitting there.
This is not a difficult thing. But the 40-year-old Jun Ziyi began to get tired of this simplicity.
As usual, the meal started with the men praising the appearance and temperament of the women present.
Jun Ziyi listened with a calm expression.
"Ms. Jun, what a coincidence, everyone here today is an alumnus." The person opposite said, "I am majoring in water supply and drainage. Miss Jun has such a good temperament, let me guess - Art Department? English Department? Chinese Department ?”
Jun Ziyi smiled and said: "Information technology."
The other party was obviously a little surprised: "I remember that information technology was the most difficult major to get admitted to at our alma mater? Miss Jun is very smart!"
Shi Yuan said: "The information technology of my alma mater ranks among the top three in the country. Mr. Jun is a senior and outstanding talent of Zhuoxiu Group. He has just completed a new round of internal organizational structure adjustment and has outstanding capabilities."
Shi Yuan emphasized the word "general".
"Oh, Mr. Jun." The other party complimented the business for a few words, and then the topic changed.
This is just an insignificant episode, and Jun Ziyi's degree is nothing more than a talking point. Others continued talking, but Jun Ziyi began to recall why her father suggested that she choose an administrative position instead of doing a professional job when she first embarked on her career path.
Is it to focus on family?
So all of his father's network resources were used to support Lin Shuping?
The topic turned back to Jun Ziyi: "Mr. Shi must be very relieved that someone like Mr. Jun is the head of Yuecheng Company."
In the Lord?
Jun Ziyi smiled and said, "Yes. If my master were different, I might be the one sitting in Mr. Shi's seat now."
Everyone laughed: "Mr. Jun, that's so funny."
Shi Yuan glanced at Jun Ziyi.
