Fresh wife is amazing

chapter 162
Before coming, the leader made a small fuss about the male public relations.

Said that even though the price was lowered, if the other party said something like a free orchard, stop talking.

At first, the male publicist thought that as soon as Yang Fan said such words, he would go back home with his female colleague, and the sponsorship would be a waste of time.

Unexpectedly, leadership didn't mean that.

The leader said solemnly: "As soon as the other party comes up with a free orchard plan to talk about something, even if the sponsorship fee is doubled, we have to agree to the other party. Remember, this may not be just a negotiation of millions of dollars, but tens of millions of dollars. The value of the battle for users cannot be measured, and if it has to be measured, it can range from hundreds of millions to billions, which will affect the company's major strategic deployment."

So, after seeing the words "Orchard Project" on the document bag, the expression of the male PR changed.

Immediately, he seemed to be exhausted, and he seemed to have let go of all the pressure. He was light and slumped on the seat.

Mad, do I need to spend so much time throwing it out earlier?
are you crazy!

The female publicist was very curious, why did my colleagues look like a deflated ball when they saw this document bag?

Is there any criminal evidence in the file bag?

But think about the relationship between the colleague and Yang Fan who can't hit the pole for eight lifetimes, it can't be such a coincidence.

Before coming here, the female publicist hadn't been prompted by the leader and knew nothing, so she was very confused, but she couldn't ask now.

"The deal will be based on the price you said." The male publicist no longer bargained with Yang Fan, and was worried that Yang Fan would turn his back on it and say that it was impossible now and had to double.

In this case, the male public relations negotiation not only failed completely, but also lost the soldiers and compensated his wife.

Old Zhao on the side was at a loss, what happened?

Did I just desert?

The situation took a turn for the worse, making people unable to react.

For a long time, Lao Zhao admired Yang Fan's eloquence. At best, he was eloquent, but at worst, he was talking nonsense.

No matter how you describe it, it is Yang Fan's ability.

When Lao Zhao came here today, he just planned to be an escort, to eat, drink and chat with him.

It was a pleasure to be with him, watching Yang Fan and professional public relations talents speak eloquently, and it was a great joy in life.

Normally, "Travel on the Bite of the Tongue" is scheduled to be a local station, and it wants to attract several million sponsors, which is a fantasy, and only a psychopath will sponsor it like this.

No matter how powerful a local station is, it is impossible to get several million sponsorship fees for a program.

This is the same as building a large-scale casino in the countryside. What source of customers and income can it have?

But Yang Fan was able to rely on such a disadvantage to defend against the male public relations at the right time and place, and even had room for counterattack.

But in the end, Yang Fan didn't seem to want to fight anymore, so he just threw a king bomb, game over.

What the hell is Wang Zha?
Like the female publicist, Lao Zhao wanted to pull Yang Fan aside to ask questions.

"Okay, let's continue drinking tea." Yang Fan asked the waiter to serve new tea and water.

This bowl of tea has been brewed several times, and the taste is weak.

Too strong tea, not good to drink.

Too weak tea, tasteless after drinking.

Thus, in an antique teahouse that is not known to many people, a multi-million dollar contract was tentatively settled.

Going to work tomorrow, under the witness of a lawyer, this contract is officially signed and sealed, which has legal effect.

After drinking tea, it was almost time for dinner, Yang Fan said to invite guests from afar to have a meal.

The two people from the public relations department of Yantuan quickly said that they should be the ones who invited them, and they were the ones seeking cooperation, not Yang Fan.

Yang Fan also didn't follow suit to grab orders. The idea of ​​the orchard plan was indeed more than a few million.

Just like a patent, seemingly simple, it may be worth tens of millions, or even more.

The male public relations did not dare to neglect, the leader said that this business secret is too important when it involves a battle for tens of millions of users.

The company has been scrambling to deploy the plan. If Yang Fan repents and reveals this commercial secret now, Yan Tuan will have no advantage and may even fall behind.

After dinner, after the Yantuan people left, Lao Zhao had the opportunity to ask Yang Fan: "Xiaofan, what is your document, why did the other party get caught when you threw it out?"

"A commercial secret, you can't say it." Yang Fan laughed.

Old Zhao stopped asking.

After a moment of silence, he said with complicated emotions: "Xiaofan, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart."

"Huh?" Yang Fan took the teapot and poured water for himself and Lao Zhao. He had just sat down and rested for a while before leaving.

Old Zhao sighed and said, "It's too wasteful to put on the food channel no matter how effective the show is for a project worth several million dollars."

Yang Fan nodded: "Indeed."

Old Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I can feel that way, and I can say that, but why don't you say it?"

"Okay, I won't talk anymore." Yang Fan said.

Only then did Lao Zhao continue to say: "After the contract is signed and there is funds to start the show, I'll talk to the satellite TV, and then it will be broadcast on the satellite TV."

Yang Fan was surprised: "Are you so willing?"

Old Zhao nodded helplessly: "I've been thinking about it for many days, and the food channel can't hold this big Buddha."

"That won't work, unless the satellite TV channel also contributes part of the funds." Yang Fan said.

"The contract is signed, is there still some money left?" Old Zhao asked.

Yang Fan shook his head: "It's not bad, but wouldn't it be good to give more bonuses to the program crew?"

"Okay, I'll try my best to fight for it," Old Zhao said.

Yang Fan shook his head secretly, the old Zhao people are indeed quite simple, no wonder there is a wife who holds real power, and when he is middle-aged, he only gets mixed up with a small channel director.

How could Satellite TV agree to Lao Zhao's "unreasonable" request, and would not even consider broadcasting the program "Travel on the Bite of the Tongue".

Yang Fan has studied the programs on the satellite TV channel, and there is not a single one that must be cut.

At least within this year, no program will be cut.

If it is not cut off, there will be no new programs.

Cutting off its own program and putting on someone else's program, only the leaders of the satellite TV have a problem with their minds will agree.

"Drink something?" Although he was full, Old Zhao was still a bit hungry and asked Yang Fan.

Because it was a meal with outsiders before, Lao Zhao knew his shortcomings and never drank.

Now that the outsiders are gone, he can't bear it anymore.

"Another day." Yang Fan did not agree.

Really drunk, he will not even think about going home today.

If you don't go home, you will definitely be questioned by Aunt Thirteen.

I don't know when, Aunt Thirteen has become his guardian.

"Okay, then go home." Old Zhao didn't insist.

When the two came out of the hotel, the mountain city was already full of lights and spring breeze.

Yang Fan drank some wine, but Lao Zhao didn't drink, and drove over.

Yang Fan didn't have a car, so Lao Zhao sent him outside the neighborhood of Aunt Shisan before driving back.

As soon as he got home, Yang Fan saw Guoguo sitting on his knees in the living room, with a potted green plant in front of her that was almost bald.

Aunt Thirteen sat on the sofa and read the documents, she seemed very angry.

"Guoguo, what's the matter?" After changing his shoes and walking in, Yang Fan asked Guoguo: "Who told you to kneel here? Your mother forced you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pillow flew over behind him.

(End of this chapter)