If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 332 No gasping when kissing, absolutely (please order all!!)

After the meeting, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Zhou returned to the manager's office and gently pinched the sleeping Xiao Nan'er's face.

This girl slept well, neither noisy nor noisy.

The whole person curled up on the sofa, and the corners of his mouth still shed crystal saliva.

Jiang Zhou couldn't help but took out his phone and took a picture of her.

Then he tore the jacket out, shook it twice, and put it back on.

In order not to disturb him, Jiang Zhou returned to the conference room after sitting quietly for a long time.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, it was gradually moving westward.

A strange man in a suit walked into Jingnan Investment.

He's bloated and, in one word, has a big belly.

There is a briefcase under the right arm, which has a rustic business sense.

Behind him was an uncle in dark blue overalls.

The two came together.

Relationships are a bit like superiors and subordinates.

The man in the suit strutted in front.

Those in overalls nodded and bowed in the back.

"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Su."

The lady at the front desk raised her head slightly: "Hello sir, do you have an appointment?"

The man in the suit took out his business card and put it on the table: "I'm the boss of Ximei Biological Processing Factory, and my name is Hong Tai."

"Oh, it turned out to be Boss Hong, then come with me, President Jiang is waiting for you."

"Mr. Jiang? No, it seems that it was President Su who called us here."

"Jiang is always President Su's boyfriend. They don't differentiate between you and me."

"Oh, that's what it is."

Hong Tai handed his briefcase to the uncle in the tooling behind.

Then followed the lady at the front desk through the office area and into the conference room with the door ajar.

"Mr. Jiang, this is Boss Hong of Ximei Biological Processing Factory."

"Please sit down, Mumu, go and pour them a glass of water."

The lady at the front desk nodded, turned and left the conference room.

At that time, Jiang Zhou put down the teacup, pointed to the chair, and motioned them to sit down.

"Mr. Hong, right?"

The man in the suit nodded and glanced at him, his eyes a little surprised: "Are you President Jiang of Xingzhou Investment?"

Jiang Zhou felt a little surprised: "Do you know me?"

"I saw you on the news some time ago. You are really young and promising. You are younger than you look on TV."

Hong Tai couldn't help but admire: "I guess you are at most thirty years old, right? Absolutely no more than thirty."

Jiang Zhou's mouth twitched: "Didn't you hear the news that I'm a college student?"

"Nowadays, doctoral students, postdoctoral fellows, etc. like to call themselves college students, which is too modest."

"Forget it, let's not talk about age."

After Jiang Zhou finished speaking, he touched his face subconsciously.

What the heck, Lao Tzu is just twenty-one years old, so he looks like the youngest?

Could it be that she was sucked dry by that little silly girl Feng Siruo a few days ago?

No, I have to eat a few big kidneys to make up for it at night.

"President Jiang, so you are President Su's boyfriend?"

Jiang Zhou regained his senses and smiled slightly: "Yes, but not many people know about this matter, please keep it a secret."

Hong Tai nodded immediately: "I understand, I understand, men, especially big bosses, like to declare themselves single outside."

"It seems that Boss Hong also likes to say that he is single outside."

"Hey, everyone is tacitly aware of this."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help but glance at him.

You are tacitly dangling.

I'm not playing like a scumbag.

It's just that I don't want people to know the relationship between Xingzhou and Jingnan.

So that future plans will not be affected, so as not to cause Feng Yue's alert too early.

"Oh, by the way Jiang Zhou, I brought you the person you asked for."

Hong Tai pointed to the uncle in tooling next to him: "His name is Gao Weijun, a worker in the factory, you can just call him Lao Gao, he's pretty good."

Jiang Zhou looked at the uncle of the tooling: "Uncle, have you been interviewed before?"

"No... no."

"It's okay, just try a few more times."

Jiang Zhou took out a document and handed it over: "Read it to me first to see if it fits."

Old Gao was a little nervous, wiped his hands on his clothes, and took the speech with both hands.

"My name is Cha Cha Cha..."

"No, this fork is your name."

Lao Gao was stunned for a while: "But my name is Gao Weijun, not Cha Cha Cha."

Jiang Zhou felt helpless, reached out and dragged the document, crossed out the three crosses, and changed it to his name.

Hong Tai was a little embarrassed: "He's just not very smart, but there's nothing wrong with speaking."

"Well, okay, read it again."

Lao Gao squeezed the revised speech and took a deep breath.

"My name is Gao Weijun. I'm a merchant of Jumei Youpin. I apologize to everyone here for selling fake products."

"In order to make up for everyone's losses, I decided to give all consumers a fake one for three in a private name."

"But the products I'm selling are not the fakes that people think they are."

"My factory was originally a OEM for first-line cosmetic brands. No matter the technology or ability, it is similar to the brand factory."

"But because there is no brand value, we can only do agency processing for foreign brands."

"But in fact, I hope to make a first-line makeup brand that belongs to our country."

"The quality of the products we make is definitely not inferior to those expensive branded cosmetics."

"If you don't believe it, you can go to a professional testing agency to test our ingredients."

"In fact, after the products we produce are taken away by the brand, the price will be 5 to 6 times more expensive when they are branded with their brand, but the things are exactly the same."

"Over the years, I have always seen people say that foreign things are better than domestic ones."

"Foreign goods are obviously expensive, and in your opinion, they are also worth the money."

"Domestic products are obviously more cost-effective, but you don't look down on them."

"But you don't know that the foreign products you use are actually all produced by our foundries."

"If everything is the same, why do people pay more for a brand that doesn't work?"

"I'm sorry for the trouble this time to everyone, so I decided to quit Jumei Youpin."

"If everyone thinks my products are good, you can come to Pinduoduo to place an order."

"Lao Gao decided to make domestic products and make his own brand, telling everyone that domestic products are not necessarily worse than foreign products."

"If you are satisfied with what you use, you can download Pinduoduo, you can get a red envelope of 100 yuan when you register, and you can get a 100 million yuan subsidy."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help but smile as he listened to him recite the speech.

6 Nima, this old Gao looks really simple and honest.

He's so simple and honest that even what he says makes people feel a little more trusting.

"not bad."

"Thank you Mr. Jiang for your compliment."

"In this way, you can memorize the manuscript here first, and I will find someone to take you to record the interview later."

"Okay okay."

Jiang Zhou nodded, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

In fact, it is against the terms of the contract for the foundry to sell products without permission.

Otherwise, pirated goods have long been popular in the country.

However, it cannot be sold on the surface, and many are sold in private.

But it's not Jiang Zhou's purpose to hit the ball.

He just needs this gimmick to come to Zeng Jumei's popularity.

By the way, whitewash the behavior of selling fakes.

After all, Pinxixi is a platform for selling low-priced cottage products.

What if you are boycotted if you don't clean it up?

Then how do you do business? .