Reinventing the Millennium.

Chapter 197 The First Spokesperson

On the afternoon of October 10th, Yang Wan, deputy director of the marketing department of Guahao.com, arrived in Shencheng from Yangcheng.

He has mixed emotions along the way. Although Yangcheng has done a good job, the industry environment at this time is not at all as hot as it was during the subsidy war, and even the completed work makes people feel that the gold content is much lower.

In particular, the staff meeting to be held tomorrow does not know what news will be announced, which is even more disturbing.

layoffs?lower wages?Go to Yike next door?

Yang Wan heard some rumors in the past few days, and his immediate superior also had a brief communication on the phone, but the specific extent and how to implement it are not sure, so he has to worry.

He cherishes his current job very much, is very grateful for the opportunity given by his boss, and is very grateful for the company's attention. If it is not a last resort, he will definitely not leave Guahao.com, but he is not sure what will happen to the rest of the team.

After all, people are separated from each other.

After all, everyone has an old lady, and people like me have to consider their children.

"Ugh."

Yang Wan rolled up the newspaper in his hand and lightly tapped on the window of the bus, thinking that he would have to ask someone to inquire after arriving at the company today, so he could make plans early if he had relatively certain information.

Otherwise, even if you want to help the company persuade the employees in the team, it is not easy to speak up, and you can't just talk nonsense.

"Hi, is this seat empty?"

A man wearing a cap with a strange accent asked out of politeness.

Yang Wan looked up and smiled immediately: "No one, what a coincidence, I just sat next to you."

"What a coincidence." The young man obviously didn't mean to say much, nodded and sat down.

Yang Wan smiled at him, and returned his attention to his company.

However, many business elites couldn't think of a better way out for Guahao.com, and he naturally couldn't think of any way out.

In fact, Yang Wan has self-knowledge, and she is suitable for execution work, but she really has no insight into strategic development.

The airport bus started slowly, and the sky outside also dimmed.

Yang Wan turned on the small light on his seat, unfolded the newspaper he bought from Yangcheng boarding the plane, and read the replay and deduction of "Fang Zhuo's Action" several times. Many people outside the company were also very concerned about the registration The next step for the web.

"Hey, hello, is this Yi Ke famous in Shanghai?" The young man next to him suddenly spoke out, pointing to the words on the newspaper.

"Yike." Yang Wan was a little funny. This is really the right person to ask, otherwise others would not be easy to brag about, "Yike won 1000 million financing for the champion on a platform like CCTV, and [-] million in the initial stage." Valuations are pretty impressive.”

He went on to boast: "What's even more powerful is Yike's boss, who is young and promising. He not only single-handedly got money from CCTV, but also started a well-known registration network in China from scratch."

Yang Wan paused, and asked, "You should know about registered network, right?"

The young man didn't speak, just shook his head.

Yang Wan was a little disappointed, and said regretfully: "Guahao.com is one of the first batch of national-level Internet innovation industry companies. I won't mention other small honors. It just fought a vigorous subsidy war in the summer. Haven't you read the newspapers? ?”

The young man still shook his head.

"Well, anyway, Guahao.com is quite famous, and Mr. Fang Zhuofang is also very good. Yi Ke has such a good start, and he must be even better in the future." Yang Wan sorted out the logic a little bit, and even he became more confident.

The young man nodded thoughtfully and said politely, "Thank you."

Yang Wan stopped reading the newspaper and judged, "You are from the other side, right?"

"Is my accent obvious?" The young man was a little surprised.

"The ending sound on Treasure Island is more iconic." Yang Wan was happy to make friends, but also a little curious, "You are so young, do you come to Shanghai for work or to visit relatives?"

"Work," replied the young man.

This person was too succinct, so Yang Wan smiled at him and stopped thinking about chatting, and said, "Then I wish you all the best in your work in the mainland."

"Thank you." The young man thanked him, paying attention to the ending this time.

He waited for a while before taking out the earphones from his pocket and stuffing them into his ears, leaning on the seat and closing his eyes to rest.

The distance between the stops of the airport bus is relatively far. As time passed, the number of people in the bus gradually decreased, but the young man next to Yang Wan never got off the bus.

When they finally arrived at Plaza [-], Yang Wan and the young man got up almost at the same time.

"It's such a coincidence that you're here too?" Yang Wan was surprised.

"Yes." The young man replied with a motorcycle accent.

The two got out of the car together.

Yang Wan bid farewell to the young man politely, and walked towards the office building.

Unexpectedly, the young people behind also walked in the same direction after a little scrutiny.

"Uh, what a coincidence." Yang Wan couldn't help but say another sentence at the door of the office building, and then, standing in the elevator and watching the other party press "23", he blurted out, "What a coincidence, you also go to the 23rd floor?"

The young man also felt that it was destined, and said with a smile: "Yes, if I'm not wrong, it's here."

Yang Wan recalled the brief chat on the bus, took out a business card from his arms and handed it over, and introduced himself: "Yang Wan, deputy director of the marketing department of Guahao.com, did you go to Yike when you arrived on the 23rd floor?"

"Yes." The young man took the business card and was a little at a loss. He didn't have this on him, so he asked, "How do you know? Wait, you are the deputy director of Guahao.com?"

Yang Wan suppressed a smile: "Because there are only two companies on the 23rd floor of Hang Lung, if you come to the mainland to work, you won't be working in Yike, right? Then maybe we will be colleagues in the future."

"Hello, I'm Jay Chou, Mr. Yang, who came to Yike to shoot commercials and endorsements. Please give me your advice." The young talent recalled that he was a bit shy when it came to mentioning commercials and endorsements. This was his first endorsement invitation in mainland China. .

Moreover, the endorsement is actually related to music.

Yang Wan was stunned, advertisement and endorsement?Who is Jay Chou?Never heard of it.

He thought for a while, and said more sincerely: "Mr. Zhou is very polite, and the endorsement went well."

Jay Chou smiled. Following the change in the number of elevators, he felt a little nervous. He came early this trip, and his economic team was delayed due to the weather in the Taiwan Strait.

Ding dong, the 23rd floor is here.

Jay Chou goes to the left, Yang Wan goes to the right.

After a while, Yang Wan, who simply took a stroll around the company, learned that the boss was in a good mood next door, so he decided to meet with Mr. Fang and find out about the situation.

Soon, Yang Wan saw the same young man who was quietly listening to the lecture again in the conference room.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Yang." Jay Chou took the initiative to speak this time.

"It's such a coincidence, Mr. Zhou." Yang Wan didn't know what to call this young man, so he just used a popular name.

Fang Zhuo, who was holding an M1 player on the main seat, looked at the two suspiciously: "Have you seen it?"

Without waiting for Yang Wan's answer, he said again: "Don't call me Mr. Zhou, call him Director Zhou."

The two asked in unison: "Why?"

Fang Zhuo said with a smile: "The company's projects have code names, and everyone has nicknames. Jay's nickname here is Jay Chou."

Jay Chou believed it, thought it over and found it acceptable.

Yang Wan wondered, does Yi Ke have a nickname for everyone?

He suddenly thought of the portal news he had seen before, and guessed that the boss' nickname was "Venture Capital Hunter", "Equity Guard", or "Insurance President".

(End of this chapter)