When the morning sun shone on the conference room, Lin Qian closed the notebook in front of her and stood up with a tired but smiling smile.
Not only her, but the seven or eight young people around the conference table all had the same red eyes, messy shirts and hair. But everyone's eyes were bright, like the brightest stars.
Indeed, the current "Glamorous" brand was the brightest new star in the luggage industry.
Five days had passed since the first wave of advertisements hit the market. The market sales were growing explosively, comparable to the heyday of Vinda and Aito.
Behind the glory, of course, there were indescribable hardships. Lin Qian couldn't remember if she had slept more than ten hours in the past few days. She was starting to feel dizzy, but she was still filled with a kind of excitement, supporting her to finish the sales feedback meeting this morning.
Now, she could finally stop and take a break.
These people were all from Aida, many of them were her old subordinates and backbone. So there was no need for empty words. She let out a long breath and said, "Victory is in sight, we have made history. Now we don't need to worry about it, the market will continue to grow obediently. Today, everyone take a break! Tomorrow, we will start preparing the second phase of the promotion plan! "
Her words were humorous and high-spirited, and everyone laughed and said, "Okay!"
At this time, the secretary next to her stood up and asked with concern, "Manager Lin, you should go to sleep." Before Lin Qian could answer, the people next to her all echoed, "Yes, yes, go to sleep!" "You can't work anymore!" "If you work again, we will quit."
Lin Qian felt warm in her heart, knowing that her body was reaching its limit. She told herself that there would be no next time. She looked up and smiled, "I'll go right away, you guys have worked hard. See you tomorrow! "
Because she had been working overtime day and night, Lin Qian had set up a small bed in the back of her office and decided to stay there. After letting everyone go home, she walked into the inner room and fell asleep.
People who stayed up all night knew that when they could finally fall asleep, they would not sleep well at first, tossing and turning. Naturally, Lin Qian thought of Li Zhicheng. She took out her phone and wanted to text him. But after thinking for a while, she realized that she had nothing to say.
Because everything she wanted to say was condensed in that advertisement.
He must know everything.
Qingcheng, Qingcheng. Because of her admiration for him, what else was there to say?
With such a soft and restless mood, Lin Qian slowly fell asleep. Once he fell asleep, the sky was dark and the earth was dark. He was completely unaware of the movements around him, the opening and closing of doors, the changes in light.
Although Lin Qian's new company proudly displayed the international image of "Lin City, Taiwan, Florence" in the advertisement, her company was actually still very small. For the time being, the actual production would be entrusted to Aida, who would pay for the production. Therefore, the company in Wuhan only had a few dozen people.
As for Taiwan and Florence? Ahem, there was one person each, and they were part-time employees borrowed from Wang Taishi and David. The products were also placed in their stores for sale.
She also had her own thirty-six stratagems.
This plan was called …
Give her some color, and she'll open a dyehouse.
At the moment, Lin Qian was sleeping in the inner room. In the open office area outside, there were more than ten employees on duty. There were many aspects that needed to be monitored. It was a sunny morning, and the office was quiet. There was only the sound of people typing on the keyboard and the occasional whisper.
Until Li Zhicheng appeared.
When he walked into the office area in casual clothes, followed by a smiling Jiang Yuan, everyone from the company's front desk to a senior manager sitting at the door of Lin Qian's office stood up in shock.
In fact, their jaws were about to drop. It was unexpected, and they were flattered.
"Mr. Li!" "Mr. Li!" "Mr. Li!"
Everyone greeted him politely and respectfully, but they were also a little excited.
Li Zhicheng nodded at them, put his hand on the partition of the office area, and looked up at the surroundings.
The decoration was simple and elegant, but it was different from his preference. The ceiling and the glass door were decorated with a lot of red lines, which looked very warm.
It turned out that this was her ideal office.
Li Zhicheng smiled and said to everyone, "You've worked hard. You've done a good job. "
Everyone said, "No, no, it's only right." "Thank you, President Li."
Li Zhicheng nodded and asked, "Where's Lin Qian?"
The secretary was a little embarrassed, but still answered honestly, "Mr. Lin is sleeping inside." She pointed and said, "She hasn't slept for a few days."
Li Zhicheng's eyes followed her.
He silently stared at the closed beige door, on which hung her name tag: General Manager, Lin Qian.
"Give me the key," Li Zhicheng said calmly.
The secretary was stunned.
Jiang Yuan, who was behind him, looked down, as if he hadn't heard anything that was out of line.
And everyone else in the office was … silent.
Okay. Officially, although Glamorous was still inextricably linked to Aida, in terms of equity, it was completely independent. Li Zhicheng was the big boss of Aida, but wouldn't it be a little hard for everyone to enter my boss's office without an invitation?
Privately, some of the people in the office had heard the rumors about Li Zhicheng and Lin Qian. But all of them were rumors and had never been confirmed. Neither of the two people involved had mentioned it.
But now, Mr. Li was going to enter a woman's sleeping room in front of so many people …
Perhaps only Jiang Yuan, who was accompanying him, knew how much Mr. Li wanted to see the woman in the room.
Otherwise, why would he squeeze a day out of his busy schedule to fly to Wuhan to see her on the eve of the counterattack?
Jiang Yuan quickly gave the senior manager, who was standing next to the secretary, a look. The manager was also a veteran of Aida, so he immediately understood. He snatched the key from the hesitant secretary and handed it to Li Zhicheng. "Mr. Li, Ms. Lin will be very happy to know you're here for an inspection."
Look, what a perfect way to put it.
Except for the secretary, who was absolutely loyal to Lin Qian, who was still blushing and struggling, everyone else came to their senses and agreed with a straight face. "Yes, yes! We're so happy that Mr. Li can come. "
Li Zhicheng took the key and nodded. "You guys go ahead." He strode to the door of Lin Qian's office. He inserted the key and opened the door with a calm face. The door was closed behind him with a soft bang.
Everyone in the office looked at each other.
Jiang Yuan found an empty seat and sat down. He reached out his hand and knocked on the secretary's desk. "Do you have water? Can you get me a glass? Thank you. "
The secretary finally reacted. "Okay." She got up and went to get water. With the sound of her footsteps, the office seemed to return to peace and busyness. But in everyone's eyes, there was an obvious or hidden smile.
It had nothing to do with them, but somehow they were affected.
Because it was clearly not the boss of the company coming to visit his former subordinate.
It was just a man coming to see a woman.
It was so simple, but it touched people's hearts.
This was love.
Li Zhicheng opened the door and saw a soft light in the room.
The curtains were not drawn. Fresh and clean sunlight shone through the glass window on the woman's body.
She was still wearing a shirt and trousers, without the quilt and a coat. Her long hair was scattered on the pillow like a waterfall. Her pointy face was still as white and soft as jade, but her eye sockets were very deep, and the two dark circles under her eyes were very obvious.
Her expression was very peaceful. He opened the door, closed it, came in, and slowly walked to the bed, but she didn't feel anything.
Li Zhicheng stared at her silently for a while, then slowly smiled. He turned and walked over, first drawing the curtains. The room was dark. He walked back to her side.
The bed was very small, in the corner of the room. There was no place for him to sit, so he could only pull a chair over.
Time ticked by, but the room remained silent. Li Zhicheng held up one of her hands, brought it to his lips, and kissed it gently.
Lin Qian had a very romantic dream.
She dreamed that Li Zhicheng came to Wuhan, and even came to her office. But this was obviously impossible, because she dreamed that her office became a hotel room, and the small bed became a big bed. Li Zhicheng pressed her on the bed, repeatedly entangling her.
It was dark, and the room was dim and quiet. He lowered his head, kissing her forehead, cheeks, neck, lips … Those kisses were very light, not at all in line with Li Zhicheng's strong, deep, and sexy personality. So it was a dream. How could he kiss her so patiently? Every time he kissed her until she was infatuated, okay?
And her chest, waist, and even her ankles … The dream was so real. These places were all itchy, as if she could really feel his warm and soft thin lips and calloused fingertips.
Lin Qian's lips turned up in the dream, revealing a smile.
"Sorry …" she murmured.
Why should I apologize?
As soon as the words left her mouth, her tears began to fall.
I miss him so much. Why do I miss him so much?
In fact, these days, they rarely contacted each other. They hadn't seen each other for more than three months.
Lin Qian couldn't explain why they were so distant. Maybe it was because she actually felt very stressed after saying "I want to stand in front of everyone." She was really afraid that she couldn't do it well. How could it be so easy to build a brand so easily? So she was very afraid of failure, in front of Li Zhicheng. So unconsciously, she subconsciously avoided contact with him.
Or maybe, deep in her heart, she was also angry.
How could those people misunderstand her like this? She had to make a career, to make everyone look at her. With this drive, the only thing left in front of her was to build a brand. She couldn't care about anything else, including Li Zhicheng. She was even a little afraid of contacting him, because she was afraid of being distracted. Because she was afraid that once she returned to him, she would be trapped in the sweet love, and become accustomed to relying on him, never to be alone again.
So … sorry.
I actually miss you so much.
After saying this, she felt as if a big stone had been lifted from her heart. And in the dream, Li Zhicheng finally returned to normal and began to kiss her body more passionately. Lin Qian felt very happy. She relaxed and immediately fell into a dark and sweet sleep, even the dream disappeared.
When Lin Qian woke up, the first thing she saw was the room was dark.
It's dark? She slept for so long?
She took out her phone from the bedside table and looked, it was indeed after six o 'clock in the evening.
She helplessly rubbed her forehead and sat up. At this time, she found that she was still covered by a man's jacket, black and wide, covering most of her body.
Lin Qian was stunned.
The next second, she immediately jumped out of bed and turned on the light. The room was empty except for his coat, which was still lying on the bed.
Lin Qian pushed the door open and rushed out. She stood still and looked around.
It was already very dark outside, and there were still a few employees working overtime. Hearing the movement, they all looked up at her. Their eyes were a little strange. They looked like they were smiling, but also like they were embarrassed.
Lin Qian suddenly felt her face burning. But she still had to maintain a dignified image in front of the employees, so she calmly said to the secretary at the door, "Come in for a second."
Seeing that she was awake, the secretary was already restless and had a lot to say. She immediately followed her in, took a look at her, and closed the door behind her with a look that was even more strange than the others.
Lin Qian asked, "Did someone come just now?"
The secretary was a little surprised, "You didn't wake up? You don't know? "
This made Lin Qian suddenly feel sad, because she felt that she seemed to have missed a lot. She shook her head.
As expected, the young secretary blushed, "President Li Zhicheng of Aida Group came this morning. You were sleeping, so he took the key and opened the door himself. He stayed here until the afternoon and then left. When he left, he told me not to wake you up, and to let you sleep until you woke up naturally … "
Lin Qian's heart suddenly trembled.
Many strong emotions suddenly rushed into her heart: sweetness, sadness, longing, pity, reluctance … Finally, there was only one thought left: she wanted to see him, really wanted to see him.
"How long has he been gone?" she asked quickly, and at the same time, she picked up the coat on the back of the chair and began to put it on.
Seeing that she was in a hurry, the young secretary also became nervous and answered quickly, "5: 20! He's been gone for more than an hour! "
"He didn't say where he was going?"
"I didn't dare to ask …"
Lin Qian nodded, "I'm going out for a while. If there's nothing else, go home first." After saying that, she didn't care about her and was about to walk out. The young secretary pulled her back with a very embarrassed expression, "President Lin, here …" She pointed at her neck.
Lin Qian was stunned.
… Can't, be, right?
She glanced at the secretary, who still looked very calm, and picked up her makeup mirror from the table next to her …
The woman's neck was slender and fair, and the hickeys were dotted, red and fresh.
Lin Qian, "…"
The secretary, "…"
If she really rushed out like this and was seen by other employees and other people in the office building, she would lose her job in the future.
Why did Li Zhicheng kiss such an obvious place? Chin, neck, collarbone … and deliberately sucked a red mark? Lin Qian only felt speechless.
At this moment, she was clearly marked with a man's mark.
Is this a kind of "punishment" for not returning home for a long time?
Lin Qian's face was burning, and she coughed twice, "Do you have a silk scarf?"
The secretary reacted immediately, "Yes." She immediately rushed out, found one from her drawer, and handed it to her. The superior and subordinate pair fiddled with it for a while in front of the mirror, making sure that the silk scarf covered all the hickeys, then the secretary let out a sigh of relief, "Well, President Lin, you can go out to chase him!"
When Lin Qian walked out of the office building, it was already completely dark outside. The traffic on the road was heavy, and of course, Li Zhicheng's figure was nowhere to be seen.
At this time, the phone was also connected. After two beeps, Li Zhicheng's deep and magnetic voice sounded as she had hoped, "You're awake?"
His voice was like a gentle wind, soothing her heart.
Standing on the noisy street, she couldn't help but laugh, "Why didn't you wake me up?"
After being separated for so long, as a strong woman in front of everyone, once she spoke to him on the phone, she found it a bit difficult to adapt to her feminine temperament. Her voice was soft and angry, and it was obvious that she was acting like a spoiled child.
Li Zhicheng was silent for a few seconds.
On the other end of the line, there was a clear voice of the airport broadcast, "Your flight to Lin City, CAXXX, is about to take off …"
"How could I bear to?" he said slowly.
Lin Qian's heart was beating fast, and she took a deep breath.
So, as a big boss who had so many things to deal with every day, he came all the way to see her, and he ended up sitting by the bed for the whole day?
Her nose suddenly felt a little sour.
"You're so annoying …" she said softly.
"Yes." There was a hint of a smile in his voice, "Your brand has been established. Whenever you want to return to your hometown in glory, come back. "
Lin Qian bit her lower lip and said nothing, but she couldn't help but smile.
This man obviously wants her to go back, doesn't he? But he still spoke in such a calm and composed tone. Playing hard to get is the most annoying thing.
"Well … I still have some things to do, I'll come back after I finish them."
"Okay." He answered, "You made a good start. Now it's my turn. "
Chen Zheng and Charles had recently encountered a thorny problem.
They didn't know when a website specializing in overseas purchase of branded luggage and bags had appeared. And it was getting more and more influential, and more and more famous.
Originally, it wasn't a problem at all. Overseas purchase of famous brands had always existed. Taobao, Jingdong, all had a large number of individual merchants doing this.
What was the specific process?
Because the prices of many international famous brands in Europe and the United States were cheaper than in the mainland of China. So some people took advantage of the loophole, buying products from abroad and selling them to domestic consumers. Even with the overseas shipping fees, the prices might still be a lot cheaper than the domestic counter prices.
But this business had always been small, and it wouldn't have any impact on enterprises like DG. Why?
First of all, enterprises were not allowed to do this business, which involved import duties and brand agency issues. How could an enterprise without the qualification of brand agency buy large quantities of goods from abroad and disrupt my market? So this business had always been done by individual merchants. A brand bag would at most import a few or a dozen, which was nothing.
Secondly, how could ordinary consumers have the ability to distinguish the authenticity? Nowadays, the fake goods in China were more authentic than the real ones, so the integrity of individual merchants was also a problem.
But now, the situation had changed.
The overseas purchase mall called "Western-style", once launched, attracted the attention of many consumers.
Of course, like Taobao, it was only an online shopping platform. The ones selling overseas famous brands were still individual merchants.
But at the prominent position on the homepage, you would first see a line of promise:
Ten penalty for one fake! The website would pay in advance.
No consumer would not be moved by such a promise, and the problem they were most worried about had been solved.
If you looked further down, you would find that the majority of the products sold on the website were ZAMON brand products!
On the afternoon of the weekend, Charles urgently called for a meeting with the senior management of DG China, including Chen Zheng.
It was a lazy afternoon with sunshine, but the atmosphere in the meeting room was so tense that it was scary. Because the marketing department provided the latest statistics: in the past two weeks, the sales of ZAMON stores had dropped by 10%. This was something that had never happened to DG, which had been making great progress in the past six months. There were even some consumers who returned to the stores, asking for refunds or to make up for the difference; on the homepage of DG China's website, there were also a lot of consumer protest messages and hot posts.
This was not a good trend, very bad. Charles was keenly aware of the huge hidden crisis, so he called everyone over to discuss countermeasures.
In the huge meeting room, everyone held their breath and looked at the marketing manager, who opened the website of "Western-style".
The first thing that came into view was a large number of pictures of ZAMON bags, and below each picture, the original price was crossed out, showing the eye-catching discount price. And the inventory showed that it was very sufficient, there were more than hundreds of each product.
And the original price that was crossed out, was exactly the selling price of ZAMON in China. The discount price was generally lower than 1030, and some were even only 30% off of the original price. This was also possible, because sometimes in ZAMON's foreign stores, there would be a considerable amount of promotion for certain models of products, and all luxury brands had such behavior.
Charles looked at the whole screen, and could only break out in a cold sweat. He suddenly remembered something, no wonder he had seen a small increase in the sales of ZAMON in the US in recent months. At that time, he thought, maybe this was the "good sign" that the Chinese were talking about? Shit！
Of course, he was also very confused and angry, so he yelled at the marketing manager, "Is the management of this website reasonable? Overseas purchasing bypassing China's tariffs, this is unfair competition! "
Everyone else in the room had the same question, but the marketing manager shook his head helplessly, "No, Charles. The design of this website is very clever, it only provides a platform, just like Jingdong and Taobao. The people selling ZAMON on its platform are all individual merchants, so this kind of sales becomes individual reselling, and it has nothing to do with the website. This kind of situation is not prohibited by any country's laws. "
"Conspiracy! This is all a conspiracy! " Charles stood up angrily, and his huge body paced back and forth in the meeting room, making the others even more annoyed.
Yeah, who couldn't see that this was a conspiracy?
Chen Zheng sat next to him, and thought with a gloomy face.
How could individual merchants have the financial resources to stock up such a large amount of inventory in one go? The so-called shopping platform was just a cover. The mastermind behind it broke up into parts, and used this method to bypass the restrictions of the policy system.
And it was clearly targeting the ZAMON brand.
Other than Li Zhicheng who had been lying low for a long time, who else could it be?
And the scary thing about this website was not how many ZAMON products it actually sold, or how much market share it took. It might not even be able to catch up to the fraction of DG's sales. The key was that its sudden appearance made the majority of consumers realize one thing: a branded bag might sell for 5000 in China, but in America, it was only 2000. How could the consumers not be angry? Wasn't this a scam? Then they would wonder if ZAMON was really a top brand in the world.
And if the price system of a luxury brand was questioned, it meant that its brand value was questioned. If this continued, the image that ZAMON had painstakingly built up in China would collapse and be destroyed in an instant.
But at this moment, Chen Zheng sat among a group of foreigners, listening to Charles's anger, and listening to the discussion in English with different accents, he had a very strange feeling.
First of all, he didn't feel too much pain when ZAMON was in such a big crisis. It was far less painful than when SMQ suffered a few setbacks.
However, he also felt pressured, immense pressure. This feeling was too familiar. The last two times he fell into Li Zhicheng's hands, it was the same feeling. It was impossible to defend, and he didn't know what to do. You had no idea what he was going to do next. The only thing you knew was that once he started to fight back, you could only watch yourself fall step by step. No matter how angry you were, it seemed like you couldn't escape from him …
Of course, Chen Zheng didn't show this emotion on his face. After listening to the discussion, he said with a face full of hatred, "Charles, what should we do?"
Charles's face was cold, and his eyes were hazy as he answered, "Investigate immediately! Who is the owner of this website! It must be Li Zhicheng and Ning Weikai behind the scenes! I must sue them! "
It wasn't hard to investigate. Every company had a registered legal person, and this online mall was no exception.
A few days later, Charles and Chen Zheng got the name of the website owner, Gu Yanzhi.
It really was them!
But …
"Boss, I'm afraid we can't win the lawsuit …" the staff of the legal department said awkwardly, "Although Gu Yanzhi used to be a shareholder and a senior executive of Aida, he sold his shares a few months ago, and he sold them to us, DG. It has nothing to do with Aida, and it became his own behavior. We don't have evidence, so we can't sue Aida for unfair competition. We can't sue Gu Yanzhi either, because according to the website rules, he only provided an open platform for netizens to shop … "
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