Pan Qiaomu looked at the two peaches that Han Fang brought in: "Eating fruit during working hours? Is this your professionalism? Take it away."
Han Fang said: "Chen Jiaxian sent it here."
Pan Qiaomu paused suspiciously: "She is quite good at upward management and has good professional qualities."
Han Fang said: "I will take it."
Pan Qiaomu coughed: "Put it down."
What does the peach in winter mean?
Han Fang said: "Chen Jiaxian made an appointment with you and is waiting outside."
Pan Qiaomu picked up a peach, took a bite, sat back on the ergonomic chair and turned around three and a half times before steadying himself and saying reservedly: "Okay. Let her in."
Oh, it's not sweet at all.
Han Fang left the office and Chen Jiaxian walked in.
Maybe it was today's suit restraint action, but Pan Qiaomu didn't know where to put his hands for a while. Immediately, he felt that the way he held the peach in his hand was particularly silly.
He coughed: "Thank you for the peach."
Chen Jiaxian saw that her proposal prop was bitten.
Didn't she hand the USB flash drive to Han Fang along with Tao Zi, saying she needed it for the conversation? Why did Han Fang wash the peaches and bring them in?
Chen Jiaxian said without changing her face: "This is a low-sugar peach. I think you will like it."
No wonder it's not sweet.
Forget it, for the sake of her.
Pan Qiaomu sat behind his desk, expressionless, and said calmly: "Yes. Manager Chen, thank you for your trouble."
Chen Jiaxian sat in front of Pan Qiaomu's desk and took out four sugar oranges from her arms.
Pan Qiaomu doesn't like to eat fruit, but a smart leader knows how to sell face to his subordinates.
Just as Chen Jiaxian was about to speak, Pan Qiaomu touched Tangtangju and left.
He sighed and peeled off the sugar orange: "Next time we have business, don't bring food in. It makes us look very unprofessional. Let's forget it this time."
A wise leader knows how to convince people with virtue and to use kindness and power at the same time.
Chen Jiaxian looked at her skinned proposal prop: "..."
She took a deep breath, pushed the remaining three sugar oranges in front of Pan Qiaomu, and then found four paper cups.
She pointed to the four paper cups and said: "These are four cultural institutions. I have contacted them, and three companies including Fuxing have offered a price of over one million. Benliu Company's price is slightly lower, but it is still beyond our budget."
Pan Qiaomu said: "So?"
Chen Jiaxian said: "I plan to modify the bidding conditions for the Intangible Cultural Heritage Street. Instead of recruiting cultural property organizations directly, I will set two conditions: the company participating in the bidding must be a property company; the property company participating in the bidding must have a cultural property organization. support."
Pan Qiaomu looked at Chen Jiaxian: "Zhuoxiu Group has its own independent Zhuoxiu Property, and there are countless property companies below it."
Chen Jiaxian said: "Yes. So we can designate two property companies. In this way, these four cultural and cultural institutions must negotiate with these two property companies if they want to get cooperation from Zhuoxiu Group."
Chen Jiaxian took two books and placed four paper cups in front of them: "From four companies sharing the same hatred against me, to four companies negotiating separately with two companies. As opportunities increase, there will inevitably be involution. If the water is muddy, the one who has the initiative will Became us.”
Pan Qiaomu didn't speak for a long time.
Chen Jiaxian looked up at Pan Qiaomu: "Did I make my point clear?"
Pan Qiaomu's eyes were bright.
He looked at Chen Jiaxian: "How did you come up with the property company? Guan Xi taught you?"
Chen Jiaxian did not answer directly: "Two peaches kill three people."
Pan Qiaomu said: "Three people fought to death for two peaches. This is a story of chasing profit."
Chen Jiaxian shook her head: "The king designed three people to compete for two peaches, but the three people focused on the peaches, lost their control over themselves in the fight, and ultimately sacrificed their lives for a mere peach. In this game of desire, the king gained Their dominance. So they died. So it's a story about power."
Chen Jiaxian stretched out her hand and gently moved four paper cups in front of the two books, first to the left and then to the right: "So we hid behind the two property companies and muddied the water just to seize the initiative. "
Pan Qiaomu looked at Chen Jiaxian.
The corners of his lips were slightly raised.
"You are really smart." He praised with a complicated expression, "Smart, cruel, and know how to utilize resources."
Chen Jiaxian's face lit up.
Pan Qiaomu thought for a while and said, "What is our bait?"
Chen Jiaxian said: "It shows huge market demand. We have successful revenue data of hand-made copper."
Pan Qiaomu said: "It's not enough."
Fighting and negotiation in the business community is an art, and it can be even more extreme.
He was keenly aware of the greater room for maneuver.
So, what is his bait?
"We are a win-win situation." After weighing the pros and cons, Pan Qiaomu placed the remaining peach between the two books and said proactively, "I will support the implementation of your idea."
Chen Jiaxian didn't know why Pan Qiaomu was suddenly so generous. But she smiled sincerely: "Thank you."
After Chen Jiaxian left, Pan Qiaomu told Han Fang: "Please come over and have a small meeting with Guan Xi."
"Wait." He paused.
"I'll find her myself." Pan Qiaomu changed his words.
…
Pan Qiaomu and Guan Xi sat down in the cafe downstairs of the company.
Pan Qiaomu told Guan Xi Chen Jiaxian's plan of "killing two peaches and three men". After he finished speaking, he took a sip of coffee and said, "What do you think?"
Guan Xi glanced at Pan Qiaomu: "Since you have already thought about it, why bother testing me."
Pan Qiaomu put down his cup: "I couldn't figure it out before. With your ability, you can obviously be a branch director or even vice president, why did you drop to the Changlefang project to be a small manager? In order to change jobs and raise salary, we all put our titles Go high, only if you lower the title."
He paused: "Now I have figured it out. You have no intention of continuing to work for others, right? You came to Changlefang to use this project as a starting point to gather surrounding resources... After gathering the resources, Are you planning to go it alone?"
Guan Xi didn't want to answer this question. So she smiled, took a sip of coffee, and skillfully replaced her answer with a rhetorical question:
"Are you questioning my loyalty?"
Of course, Pan Qiaomu would not be involved by Guan Xi: "Two peaches and three soldiers is an excellent idea. Is it just for bidding on a small project? It is a waste of this idea, and also a waste of Zhuoxiu's brand and resources."
He stopped and waited for Guan Xi's reply.
Guan Xi thought for a long time, finally looked up at Pan Qiaomu, nodded and admitted: "This is a good opportunity to split the cake of the cultural industry. Please help me, and we will link up our resources."
Pan Qiaomu said: "Since the resources are linked, I ask for your shares. Isn't this too much?"
Guan Xi nodded: "We have a win-win situation."
She asked again: "Should you tell Chen Jiaxian about this plan, or should I?"
Pan Qiaomu said: "Don't tell her."
Guan Xi thought for a while and advised: "Although you don't like her, she is your subordinate after all. We use her plan to do things, and you should make her mentally prepared."
Pan Qiaomu's eyes were deep and his words were unceremonious: "The relationship between me and my subordinates is an internal matter within my team, and I will handle it myself."
He went online, so Guan Xi naturally couldn't interfere.
After talking about business, Pan Qiaomu leaned on the sofa in the cafe. He took a few sips of coffee and suddenly smiled: "That's really interesting. Does Jun Ziyi know what you think? Does Yu Ben know?"
Guan Xi said: "I have never hidden it. This will not be the pinnacle of my career."
