The appearance of "Westernstyle" did affect the sales of DG in China, but the impact was not serious.
It did make some consumers distrust the ZAMON brand, but this distrust had not spread widely, and had not developed to the point of no return.
So, Charles immediately took a series of tough defense measures.
First, he immediately reported the situation to DG's US headquarters, and requested to protest to the Chinese and US customs, in the name of the company, that ZAMON products must be strictly checked in and out. This request was firmly supported by the headquarters.
Second, he ordered his subordinates to collect evidence more carefully, in order to find clues from the daily operation and policies of Westernstyle and Aida. He did not give up the hope of prosecution. But Chen Zheng was not optimistic about this. Would Li Zhicheng leave any evidence behind? What a joke.
Third, Charles immediately contacted the head offices of famous luxury brands in China, hoping that they would join hands to protest against the Ministry of Commerce of China. But this proposal did not get much response, because everyone could see that the existence of Westernstyle Mall was simply a fierce battle between Chinese enterprises and DG. For other luxury brands on the website, Westernstyle only put a few products symbolically, and most of them showed that they were out of stock. It was obvious that they wanted to mind their own business.
Other luxury brands were DG's competitors. This year, they were also jealous of ZAMON's development in China. Now, who was willing to get involved in this mess? They all pretended to be stupid, vague, and watched the tigers fight.
Regarding this situation, Charles could only angrily curse again, "Shit!"
Finally, and most importantly. Charles had to strictly control the influence of Westernstyle in the country. He knew that there was a saying in the Communist Party of China: a single spark can start a prairie fire. There was already a group of people in China who strongly resisted DG, and he could not let this force rise because of this incident. If it caused a large-scale consumer boycott, it would be bad.
So, after a secret discussion with Chen Zheng, they decided to strictly defend the internet and the media. Chen Zheng had always been well-versed in this, so he patted his chest and agreed to it. He began to run around between major media outlets and websites, throwing countless amounts of money into the bottomless water. As the saying goes, money makes the world go round.
But they were only half right.
Li Zhicheng's next step was indeed to make things difficult for DG.
However, he did not make use of the media and public opinion to incite people's emotions like he did in the past six months.
When two enemies meet on a narrow path, the brave wins. Li Zhicheng actually used the form of TV advertising to directly declare war on DG in front of the national consumers!
Overnight, the whole country knew about the price difference between ZAMON and foreign companies. They also knew about the anti-takeover war between Chinese companies and foreign companies to protect their national brands.
What do you think an ordinary Chinese would do?
In the cold night wind, Lin Qian and her colleagues sat in the office, nervously preparing for the broadcast of the second episode of "City-Toppling".
Recently, the birth of Western-style websites had attracted the attention of almost everyone in the industry. Many people in her company were also talking about it. Some people felt that this move was a hard slap to DG's face, but there were also more people who were worried. After all, the scale of the overseas purchasing agency was limited, and it wouldn't have much influence. As long as they waited for the storm to pass, DG's business would not suffer any substantial impact.
Lin Qian just smiled and said nothing in response to such comments.
Because she was very clear about Li Zhicheng's next move.
Once he found the opponent's weakness, how could he not carry out a series of fierce attacks, until the opponent could not stand up again?
Lin Qian was busy, suddenly she heard a colleague say "Hey", then she called out to everyone, "Boss Lin, hey, you guys watch TV!"
Lin Qian and others all followed the voice, an LCD TV was hanging on the wall of the office, so that they could watch all kinds of news and advertisements in time. It was the prime time of the night, the news had just finished, and an advertisement jumped in.
The screen was completely black.
Slowly, three beautiful and slightly fancy white Chinese characters appeared: Western-style.
Lin Qian immediately concentrated.
She knew that Li Zhicheng was going to do this, but she really didn't know how to run the advertisement.
Then, the picture began to change frame by frame, and a clear male voice sounded, "Tokyo, Paris, New York, Sydney …"
What was shown on the screen was all the prosperous scenery of these international metropolises. It was handled quietly and softly, with a kind of retro feeling in the midst of noise.
The picture suddenly changed again. It was no longer the city scenery, but a lot of counters displaying branded leather bags. The lights were bright, the glass cabinets were shiny, and the bags inside looked even more luxurious and elegant. But when the camera panned over, the brand of the bag was covered, replaced by "XXXXX."
The voice-over sounded again, "They are sold at this price abroad." At this time, the camera zoomed in on the price of each bag: 400, 100 euros … Then there was a line of figures converted into RMB.
"In China, they are sold at a different price."
The picture changed again, to Beijing's Wangfujing, Shanghai's Xujiahui, Guangzhou's Tianhe District … Similarly, there were counters displaying branded bags, but the prices were marked "8000, 42000, 20000" … It was obvious that they were more than 30% or even 70% more expensive than abroad.
At this time, the picture changed to a solid orange-red color, and the background music became lively.
The URL of Western-style popped up, letter by letter, looking very lively.
The voice-over said, "Western-style, global purchasing agent, authentic products at the counter, for the Chinese to smooth the price difference."
Then a few lines of text popped up:
All merchants authenticated with their real names;
If one is fake, they will be fined ten times, and the website will pay in advance;
Hot sales at a discount of 1% to 70% of the original price;
Lin Qian held her chin and watched the whole advertisement. The others were all excited, and a young man snapped his fingers, "Well done!"
Lin Qian couldn't help but laugh.
Wicked, they were really wicked.
Not to mention the "regional price discrimination" of international luxury goods manufacturers, they only said "to smooth the price difference for the Chinese". Who wouldn't be a little proud and united against a common enemy after hearing this sentence?
But this was the truth. Although the tax policy of China caused the cost of foreign bags to be higher in China than overseas. But Lin Qian had done a careful analysis and research, and she didn't think the price difference was as high as it was now.
So DG was reaping what they sowed. Who told them to think that the Chinese were stupid and rich?
She took out her phone and texted Li Zhicheng, "Great!!"
Li Zhicheng must be busy, and it took him a while to reply, with only a few words,
"Madam, you flatter me."
Lin Qian looked at the text and couldn't help but laugh.
This advertisement, as Li Zhicheng, Ning Weikai, Gu Yanzhi, Lin Qian and others expected, stirred up a thousand ripples. Soon, the advertisement was reprinted on the Internet, among the people, and even the domestic and foreign media.
Many people began to discuss whether the price difference of international brands was reasonable or not.
Many people became loyal users and fans of Western Style.
But more people began to focus on the main target of Western Style, DG Group and its ZAMON brand.
For a moment, doubts, protests, and of course, support mixed together and made a lot of noise. Overnight, DG became the target of public criticism, climbing to the top of Weibo and search rankings.
Of course, no one could tell if DG, the international business giant, would fall just like that.
But it was undeniable that the sales of its various brands and stores began to decline!
At this time, Li Zhicheng's second advertisement was launched.
At this time, Charles, Chen Zheng, and even Lin Qian didn't expect that Li Zhicheng would have a second round of attack. It was this new advertisement, which was less than 30 seconds, that successfully pushed all the consumers' resistance to DG and the attention to the battle between Chinese and foreign companies to a climax!
That was a few days later, on Saturday night.
The second episode of "Glamorous" would be aired the next night. Lin Qian rested at home for a night to build up her energy.
At 8: 05, Western Style's advertisement was aired again. Lin Qian enjoyed it as usual. Being so busy with work, this became a rare entertainment for her. Well, she was indeed a bit of a prankster. After all, it was her husband who was beating the dog when it was down.
But that night, Li Zhicheng showed her what it really meant to "beat the dog when it was down."
At 8: 28, she was browsing the news on the computer when her phone suddenly rang.
It was a text from Li Zhicheng.
"8: 30, satellite channel."
Lin Qian's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately picked up the remote control and turned it on.
There was still a candy advertisement on the TV, and the children were holding the candy and smiling. As time ticked by, Lin Qian's heart was filled with excitement and anticipation.
8: 30 sharp.
The picture suddenly lit up, and it was already the street scene of Washington.
The beginning was exactly the same as Western Style's advertisement, the style of the picture, the filming method, the tone of the music … Even the voice-over, Lin Qian suspected that it was the same person.
But the lines were similar, but different: "America, Japan, Australia, Hong Kong …"
The pictures of many stores and counters appeared on the screen. But this time, it was a completely real brand: Aida's flagship store in the United States, Sha Ying's counter in Japan, Mind's store in Taiwan … Finally, there was the page of Amazon's shopping website in the United States, on which there were several Aida and Sha Ying bags, priced in US dollars.
The voice-over sounded, "We sell them at this price abroad."
The picture flashed, and it came to the flagship stores of Aida and Sha Ying in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, Lin City, and other places.
The voice-over suddenly emphasized, "We only sell them at this price domestically."
The camera flashed a series of bags, priced in RMB, but obviously much cheaper than the prices on Amazon's website in the United States. At the same time, the specific discounts were marked in bold red words: "100ff, 200ff, 30ff …" But the price difference was definitely not as big as ZAMON's.
The picture suddenly changed, and a lot of people appeared. Looking closely, many of them were workers, with bright and honest smiles. Of course, behind them were employees with glasses, delicate features, and dressed in suits and leather shoes. There was also a mature female manager in a suit and skirt. There was also a mother in home clothes, holding her child, and the child was holding an Aida bag. There was even a foreigner, David himself. He stood at the back with a few Italian men, smiling at the camera.
The voice-over sounded, a slow and strong male voice.
"Defend the national brand!
The conscience of the Chinese people, the best bags in the world! "
His words were so powerful that Lin Qian's heart skipped a beat.
Then the picture suddenly went completely black.
Then, one by one, the logos of the domestic bags that the Chinese people were familiar with began to appear on the screen.
Aito, Aier, Aier, BH Sha Ying, MIND Mind, Vinda … and even the main brands of some other famous bag manufacturers.
"Clang, clang, clang …" They slid into the screen one by one, accompanied by a deep and soul-stirring sound. Every appearance seemed to bring with it a power that shook people's hearts.
In the end, they lined up in a neat, solemn, and silent phalanx.
Lin Qian was completely stunned.
Suddenly, with a whoosh, all the brands disappeared together, as if they were sucked into the black screen.
The advertisement was completely over.
Just like that, it came to an abrupt end. You didn't even have time to recognize all the brands on the screen.
But your heart seems to be completely shaken by the scene just now. Those brands, China's own brands, had traveled thousands of miles to conquer the global market; their employees were our own people, the "China Workers" that had been featured in Time magazine.
In the end, they formed an alliance. In the face of foreign acquisitions and internal strife, they publicly declared war.
Lin Qian's eyes instantly became moist.
Defend the national brand. Such a simple sentence, a sentence that had been said over and over again.
But how long had it been since she had heard such a deafening voice!
The TV had already started to play the series. But she just stared at the screen for a long time.
Finally, what appeared in her mind was still Li Zhicheng's handsome and cold side profile, his tall and silent figure.
She turned on her phone again and looked at the text message he had just sent. So short and calm: 8: 30, satellite channel.
Lin Qian, 8: 30, satellite channel.
Look at my soldiers approaching the city, the flames of war raging in the sky.
Lin Qian covered her face with her hands. She was smiling, but tears were welling up in her eyes.
How much she loved him, how glorious she was.
How willing she was to look up to him.
Did he know?
But at this moment, Lin Qian couldn't imagine how many people in many cities in China, in many homes, on countless streets, on countless websites … Like her, how many people had watched the western-style advertisement ridiculing ZAMON with a smile, and then quietly watched the almost tragic advertisement of China's luggage company.
An occasional critical incident caused the tragic collapse of an international brand in a certain region. Such examples were endless in modern business history.
For example, SKII was exposed to contain illegal substances, which led to the complete withdrawal of the products from the shelves in China, which greatly affected the brand image. Although it was difficult to recover in the following years, it was still no longer as glorious as before.
Another example was Pepsi's loss of trust to the consumers in the Philippines, which led to the collapse of the entire market, and eventually forced them to withdraw from the market.
And now, Charles, Chen Zheng, and their DG, which had just gained a firm foothold, were in such a crisis.
On Monday morning, the latest market data report was once again sent to Charles's desk.
Compared with the previous decline in sales, this week's figures were even more shocking. Charles could almost see that not far in front of him, was about to fall to the bottom of the valley. And even though Chen Zheng was terrified of Li Zhicheng, at this time, he was like a fish in a pond that was about to be caught in the disaster, and he became anxious. He desperately hoped that he could help Charles to save the whole situation.
Otherwise … otherwise he would have nothing!
"You know what, Ben …" At this time, Charles showed the tenacity and clear-headedness of a Asia-Pacific leader. He grabbed Chen Zheng's hand and said, "It is indeed a huge crisis in front of us, but we have no other choice. We can only get through it! "
Chen Zheng nodded his head with a grim face.
He understood what Charles meant. Now DG China was in danger, and Li Zhicheng's continuous attacks had finally pushed them to the edge of the cliff. But a centipede dies, but it doesn't fall down. Although DG China suffered heavy losses, as long as the market did not completely collapse, even if they only had one last breath, they would be able to get through this period! Consumers were forgetful, and patriotism was also a momentary impulse. With DG's huge global strength, they could still make a comeback in the future!
The two strengthened their confidence, and gathered their confidants to plot for a while. They decided to try their best to consolidate the market, and at the same time speed up some charitable activities and acquisitions in China, in order to divert consumers' attention. Look, the money we earn is supporting the poorest areas in China; look, there are also other China companies that are willing to be acquired. Why? Because this was originally a win-win situation. We brought the most advanced international technology and management concepts, and we promoted the prosperity and development of China's local business.
However, Charles and Chen Zheng did not expect that before their measures achieved any actual results, Li Zhicheng and a small group of people launched a new round of attacks.
January 3rd, the beginning of the new year. Ning Weikai, the former president of New Bori Group and the current president of Sha Ying, announced that he had acquired more than 51% of New Bori Group's shares, and became the absolute controlling shareholder and president. DG's acquisition in China was severely slapped in the face. New Bori, Aida and other industry giants had all successfully escaped their acquisition net, and the total acquisition plan only existed in name.
When the clear winter sunlight shone into the office through the glass window, Ning Weikai stood up, walked to the dressing mirror unhurriedly, and tidied up his suit.
It was time for the press conference. Yuan Jun and his confidants all walked in. Compared to Ning Weikai's calmness, their smiles were too bright.
"President, it's about time to go," Yuan Jun said.
The corner of Ning Weikai's mouth, unnoticeably raised.
Well, this guy really knew how to flatter. President, what a pleasant title.
He had been thinking about this title for years, heh …
"Then let's go." Ning Weikai nodded at them with a handsome face, and was the first to walk out of the office. A group of people dressed in suits and leather shoes, got off the elevator, passed through the staff office, and went straight to the multi-purpose hall where today's press conference was held.
Along the way, you could see that every employee of New Bori stood up uniformly, and bowed to the new president to show their respect.
This wasn't pre-arranged, it was completely the employees' spontaneous behavior.
After being depressed for too long, New Bori, the lion of the past, had finally won back its leader. Obviously, he hadn't done anything yet, but everyone seemed to be able to see the future rejuvenation and exaltation.
This spectacular scene, this mighty momentum, warmed Ning Weikai's heart.
If it was in the past, facing the respectful gazes of the crowd, he would only look straight ahead, and walk by gracefully. Because he was very clear that this was the so-called people's hearts. They needed you to be high above them. You didn't have to be kind, you only needed to bring them prestige and confidence.
But today, he was really touched, and exceptionally slowed down his steps. He nodded and smiled at every employee, and with a gaze full of courage, he soothed the expectations and desires in everyone's eyes.
Therefore, the excitement of all the employees was simply indescribable.
"Hello, President!" "Hello, President!" Such simple but respectful greetings came one after another, and in the end, they almost connected into one, vibrating Ning Weikai's eardrums.
Ning Weikai unexpectedly found that there was a trace of moisture in his eyes. But he quickly suppressed it, waved to the crowd with the most perfect posture, and walked into the multi-purpose hall with a face full of happiness.
The multi-purpose hall was already full, and the lights were flashing.
Ning Weikai and Yuan Jun sat backstage, separated by a door, watching the grand scene. The spokesperson of New Bori was smiling and answering the questions raised by the reporters one after another. And Ning Weikai was arranged to appear last, to show his face and answer a few questions, which was grand.
But at this moment, Ning Weikai listened to the bustle outside, and he felt a little self-deprecating deep down in his heart.
Looking back at the past six months, he really was busy from day to night. And it was the first time that he had done things in such a low-key manner. He had lent his elite team to Li Zhicheng, and the two of them had cooperated to create a western-style website, and a number of sensational advertisements. He had mobilized all the resources in his hands to continuously promote the anti-takeover battle among the people, the Internet, and the media … If it was in the past, he would always be in the limelight, attracting everyone's attention.
But, low-key also had its advantages.
Thinking of the share prospectus lying in the office drawer, he smiled lightly.
If it wasn't for the previous stage, he and Li Zhicheng deliberately let DG's ZAMON brand go deep into the market, how could there be a stalemate between Chinese and foreign investors? How could the outside world feel that the anti-takeover battle was in jeopardy?
How could the Zhu brothers take the bait and sell New Bori at a lower price?
But for this matter, he owed Li Zhicheng a favor. The Beijing businessman who bought the shares on his behalf was a friend of Li Zhicheng. It was said that Ming Sheng's President Kang introduced him to him.
And Ning Weikai had to admit, after more than half a year of cooperation, his relationship with Li Zhicheng was indeed inseparable. He could also feel their mutual appreciation and tacit understanding.
After defeating DG, the future of China's luggage industry would probably be a whole new situation!
He slightly squinted his long and slender eyes.
At this time, there was already a staff member knocking on the door. Yuan Jun said a few words to the staff member, and turned to look at him, "Chairman Ning, you can go out now."
Ning Weikai nodded and stood up.
Facing the full lights and applause, Ning Weikai didn't think about Lydia, who he had been avoiding for many days, nor did he think about how ugly his enemies, the Zhu brothers, must be at this moment.
He suddenly thought of Zhu Hanyu.
A clear and strong thought flashed through his mind.
He had already obtained 51% of the shares of New Bori. Her husband, became the new owner of this company.
He wanted her to see it.
When the live broadcast of the press conference was broadcast on TV, many people had different reactions.
Many netizens, many ordinary people who were aroused by the advertising of China's luggage industry, were simply overjoyed and applauded. At the peak of national passion, the top luggage industry in China had retained its sovereignty, and did not fall into the hands of foreign investors. How exciting this news was!
Li Zhicheng saw that this was the result that he and Ning Weikai had long planned, and only smiled slightly.
Lin Qian saw it, and really liked Ning Weikai a lot, and for the first time, she took the initiative to send him a text message, "Well done!"
And there were also people who saw this news, trembling with anger. Among them were the Zhu brothers, who had fallen into the trap, and Charles and Chen Zheng, whose faces were covered in dirt.
Only in Ning Weikai's own home, Zhu Hanyu stared blankly at this sudden news. She stared at the calm, sophisticated, and handsome man in the picture … Suddenly, tears streamed down her face, and she was overwhelmed with grief.
"Glamorous 2"
On the night of January 7th. When this line of words appeared on TV, all the fans of the "Glamorous" brand, as well as many viewers who had not yet bought "Glamorous" but were very interested in the advertisement, and many people in the luggage industry, all stared at the screen, unable to take their eyes off of this rising female brand, and what kind of touching and sales miracle would it bring.
"Dong Dong" was the same heart-stirring drum sound, and the screen opened again.
It was already winter. The retired soldier also changed into a white shirt and black trousers, riding a bicycle through the small town's water lane. A student on the roadside greeted him, and he became a young teacher.
When he passed by the girl's house, the bicycle stopped. He raised his handsome face, put his fingers in his mouth, and blew a long and loud whistle, his movements handsome and cold.
The door opened with a squeak, and the girl ran out like a beautiful gust of wind, jumping on the back of the bicycle.
"Where to today?" she asked, at the same time slung the purple handbag over her shoulder.
"To play Counter-Strike," he answered mysteriously.
The scene changed, and the two had already arrived at the field Counter-Strike training base. The two were wearing dark green camouflage clothes, carrying laser imitation guns, and hiding under a small hill. The only incongruity was that the girl was still carrying the beautiful purple bag.
The man frowned, "Throw the bag aside! Such a bright color, you are a live target! "
"No!" The girl hugged the bag, "This is my favorite bag." As soon as she finished speaking, a bullet was fired, and before the girl could react, the man was quick to pull her behind him.
Then … he was "gloriously shot."
The girl was stunned.
The man threw the gun away, looked at her apologetic expression, and smiled.
"What would you do without me?" He said casually, as if deep in thought, at the same time, he threw the gun away and sat down as the "dead."
The girl was stunned.
Just then, a round of bullets swept past, and she was also "shot dead."
The two of them, one sitting and one standing, looked at each other. Lasers were flying around them, and many people were running around. Only the two of them were looking at each other quietly, their faces covered in dirt.
Suddenly, they both smiled.
The girl sat down next to him, and said casually, "Then we'll always be together."
This time, it was the boy's turn to be stunned.
It was so natural, but also like fate. He put one hand on the hill next to her head, and lowered his head to kiss her.
The scene became very beautiful and hazy.
In the blink of an eye, the girl was in the man's arms, rummaging around in her purple handbag, and took out a man's wallet, "Hey, this is my gift to you …"
The boy looked at her with an epiphany.
No wonder she treasured this bag so much. It turned out that it contained something for him.
The boy took the wallet, and looked at her "Glamorous" handbag with disdain, "This bag is too fancy and impractical. Next time, I'll give you a military bag."
"… Who, wants,, a, military, bag!"
The scene changed, and the two of them were already riding a bicycle, on their way home.
The girl held his waist tightly, and leaned her head on it. The man had the wallet in his jacket pocket, and his eyes, which had always been cold, had a faint smile.
"Hey, I'm going back to Shanghai next month. I found a new job, "the girl suddenly said softly.
The bicycle suddenly stopped, and the man's feet stepped on the ground, and he suddenly turned to look at her.
"Do you want to go to Shanghai with me?" she asked.
The man was silent.
The scene froze, and then disappeared into the darkness.
The subtitles popped up: "Glamorous ending, please look forward to it."
She had to say, even Lin Qian couldn't help but smile when she heard the male lead say that the Glamorous bag was too fancy and impractical, and not as good as a military bag. And when the female lead said that she was going to Shanghai, she also felt a little melancholy.
A brand that could touch people's hearts was a good brand. Lin Qian firmly believed in this.
Sure enough, less than five hours after the commercial aired, her deputy general manager pushed the door open, looking high-spirited.
"Miss Lin, in these few hours, the online sales have doubled again!" His words seemed to be warm, and Lin Qian was all smiles.
"But …" he changed the topic, with a faint smile, "People seem to pay more attention to the commercial itself than the product itself."
"When the ending is aired, their attention will return to the product again," Lin Qian said with certainty, "The connotation given to the brand is inseparable from the product itself. The more they chase after the commercial now, the more feelings they will place on the product in the future. "
The deputy general manager nodded in agreement, and said, "Oh, by the way, DG contacted us just now."
Lin Qian was stunned, and then smiled, "What did they say?"
The deputy general manager's expression was also very meaningful, "They want to acquire."
Lin Qian leaned back in the chair, and her white and slender fingers were tapping on the table, but the smile in her eyes was getting deeper.
Recently, she had heard that DG didn't give up on the acquisition business, and was trying to split the China Industry Alliance.
Finally, they found her.
Oh, no, they found Qingcheng. Her identity had been kept a secret.
Her fingers paused, and she looked up at the deputy general manager, "You arrange people to continue to contact them, and show their intention to cooperate appropriately. But we can't let them know our relationship with Aida, and we can't let them know of my existence. "
"Okay!"
After the deputy general manager left, Lin Qian sat in the chair, spun around in a circle, and finally looked out of the window at Jiangcheng with waning lights.
Heh …
It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
Finally, it's here.
After all, she was not as shrewd as Li Zhicheng. At this moment, she was a little excited, a little flustered, and a little hesitant.
But maybe they really had a telepathic connection, and Li Zhicheng always appeared when she needed him the most. Her phone rang, and it was him.
Lin Qian smiled before she picked up the phone.
"Hello." It was a lazy, soft, and proud voice.
On the other side, Li Zhicheng was also sitting in the office.
Compared to the previous days, he was a little more relaxed now. DG China was an arrow at the end of its flight, and the people's passion to protect the national brand had finally been aroused to the peak. Now, he only needed to give a timely blow to DG China's last breath.
Therefore, his biggest problem now was ….
His wife hadn't come back yet.
"When will she come back?" He went straight to the point, and his voice was low and threatening.
Lin Qian couldn't help but laugh.
Huh? He also had times when he couldn't keep his cool? Didn't he leave kiss marks all over her body calmly, waiting for her to run back into his arms on her own?
But Lin Qian understood why he called at this time.
After seeing the second advertisement, everyone knew that the brand Qingcheng had become a complete success. And coming back after success was her promise.
Li Zhicheng had always been a man of his words. He probably wouldn't let her stay outside for another day.
"Give me a few more days." She said softly, but there was a hint of slyness in her gentleness, "It's not cool enough to come back like this." She paused and said, "I said, I want everyone to see."
Li Zhicheng was silent for a moment.
Lin Qian probably didn't know the silent emotions in the man's heart at the moment.
He heard his own woman say clearly, "It's not cool enough to come back like this." With her unique slyness and arrogance, it was like a shining pearl, hanging on the tip of his heart.
He admitted that he had been completely fascinated by this woman.
This was different from the love they used to have. In the past, the desire was equally strong, and he also wanted to possess her. But at that time, he was very sure, sure that she would always bloom in his hands. And the truth was so, she was independent, but also attached to him. Whether it was love or career, she was like a soft but tough vine, wrapped around his arms.
He admitted that he had always enjoyed her attachment to him.
But now, she completely relied on herself, opening up a sky in the business field that he controlled. She began to have her own ideas and strategies, but he didn't know about them.
This feeling was really complicated.
But the only thing he was clear about, and it was getting clearer and clearer, was that he was aroused by this woman. That included a stronger and fresher interest in her than before.
"Okay," he answered, "I can bear with it for a few more days."
Lin Qian laughed, and deliberately said, "Thank you."
Li Zhicheng answered calmly, "You're welcome. I'll get it back from you sooner or later. "
Lin Qian was speechless.
From, her, body, and …
She must have been thinking too much. Although Li Zhicheng had always been strong, he basically wouldn't say anything explicit, probably because of his culture.
Well, she must have been thinking too much. She was always thinking too much.
The two chatted for a while, and Lin Qian had an idea, "Let's video call!"
"Okay," he answered quickly.
This was the first time they had a video call. Lin Qian thought about it and felt strange. She obviously wanted to see him, but she had never thought of video calling before.
Maybe it was because she thought of a sophisticated man like Li Zhicheng, putting his face in front of the computer and video chatting with her felt weird.
The two of them went to close the door of their respective offices.
The video call was connected.
What jumped into Lin Qian's eyes was the figure of Li Zhicheng sitting in front of the window. The dark night sky, intertwined with the lights of the city, reflected a magnificent light and shadow behind him. However, he still had that calm look on his face. In the office, he was only wearing a white shirt with a slightly open collar. He was extremely handsome.
And the dark eyes as clear as the night sky, at this moment across thousands of kilometers of distance, just looked at her so clearly.
Lin Qian suddenly froze.
Crazy thinking.
When you really see his face, you find that you have long been crazy thinking.
The yearning was hidden in the busy work, hidden in the stubborn struggle. Obviously everywhere, but nowhere to be found. Until the moment when their eyes met, it clearly emerged in her heart. Such an irresistible force.
All the words were instantly drowned in her throat. Originally prepared to tease, originally prepared to chat, all lost interest.
Only the one sentence lingering in her heart was left. She said softly, "I love you."
On the other end, Li Zhicheng also quietly looked at the woman's face, which had become much thinner, and the eyes that so easily glistened with tears.
His face was calm, and his eyes were distant.
His fingers gently lifted, his thumb along the screen, along the edge of her cheek, slowly but firmly brushing.
"You better hurry up, my patience is almost at its limit."
A few days later, an explosive news, spread all over the Internet.
It was said that recently, the most popular and well-known brand, Glamorous, was likely to be sold to DG China. This was undoubtedly a ticking time bomb for the Chinese people who were in a state of resistance.
For a moment, criticism, doubt, criticism, and disappointment … were all over the major media and the Internet. There were even university students spontaneously organized to protest at Glamorous's Wuhan office.
But like the white-hot difference in the market caused by DG, Glamorous also created such a scene. On the one hand, there were more and more doubts and criticism; on the other hand, Glamorous was selling day by day all over the country. Experts were also enthusiastically talking about the value of this brand, which was rising steadily.
During this process, DG China's spokesperson also implicitly said that they were indeed discussing cooperation with some domestic brands. This made the netizens even more suspicious and nervous.
But Glamorous, the focus of public opinion, remained silent on this rumor.
After a few more days, when the doubts reached the peak, a more accurate piece of news was finally revealed.
It was said that on January 15th, the day that tens of thousands of Glamorous fans were looking forward to, the same day that the finale of Glamorous was broadcasted, the executives of Glamorous and DG Group would jointly hold a press conference. On the spot, they would sign an agreement to sell this hot brand to DG Group at a high price of 200 million.
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