Chapter 31
byAfter Jane Eyre won the championship of the design competition, there was an endless stream of door-to-door cooperation, but Huo Qingzhi has more important things to deal with at present.
The company's design has been leaked again and again, and there is no doubt that there is a problem with the internal management.
Huo Qingzhi held a high-level meeting right away, focusing on observing the micro-expression of the manager of the design department, but the whole meeting ended with nothing.
The opinion given by the personnel department is to reorganize the design department. The idea is very simple, but it is very difficult to operate in practice.
Everyone was suspicious, but no one seemed suspicious, which put her in a dilemma for a while, and she didn't know how to deal with it.
"Mr. Huo, the coffee is ready."
The conscientious Secretary Song brought her a cup of coffee with a strong aroma.
He also reminded, "Mr. Huo, your susceptibility period is coming soon, and you need to use inhibitors in advance. Do you want me to buy them for you?"
"Let's talk about it." Huo Qingzhi was upset, she took a sip of coffee absently, and saw Song Yuran's back in a blink of an eye.
"Wait." She called out to him.
Song Yuran stopped and turned around, "President Huo, what else can I order?"
Huo Qingzhi pointed to the chair opposite the desk, "Come and sit, I have something to ask you."
"Oh." Secretary Song obediently sat down on the chair.
"Did you hear the meeting today?"
"What does Mr. Huo mean?"
"What do you think should be done about the design department?"
"How to deal with it?" Song Yuran said calmly, "If you want me to say to scare the chickens and monkeys, just change the manager."
The Human Resources Department also mentioned this plan, and Huo Qingzhi immediately rejected it, but this time she did not quickly reject it, but raised her eyebrows, and after thinking about it, she said, "Explain the reason."
"Mr. Huo, as the boss of the company, the design department shouldn't be the object of your personal attention. Change to a strong department manager and let him beat the people underneath."
"Now the manager of the design department is a good guy, and he can't control the situation at all, and the people under him are easy to get crooked. For this to happen, the department manager is to blame."
While speaking, Song Yuran couldn't help sighing in his heart, this President Huo is still too soft-hearted.
In the company she used to work for, the people under her had made a fool of herself. Regardless of whether she did it or not, it was inevitable that all department personnel who handled it would have their wages deducted. It is considered a kindness of the boss to dismiss a leader.
Based on Watson's current situation, what Song Yuran said is true. The design manager's management is lax, and the people under him are allowed to fish in troubled waters. In the end, the company's core design will be sold out. During his tenure, in terms of clothing sales, there has been no significant growth.The company made a particularly large contribution.
Now it's just selling the design drawings, and I'm afraid it will embezzle public funds in the future.
Huo Qingzhi listened to Song Yuran's words, pondered for a moment, and finally made a decision.
"You're right. I've thought about it. With the results of the design department's work, we really should change the leader."
It took only half an hour for this idea to come into practice, and the manager of the design department was fired.
As for the people in the design department, as Song Yuran said, someone with strong wrists needs to take over, and Mr. Huo will personally interview suitable candidates.
The effect brought by the winner of the design competition is very good, and the sales on the official website have increased significantly, but for some reason, rumors spread that Jane Eyre can design tailor-made clothes.
The price of private customization is high and the profit is high, but the audience is small. Only some people with extremely high consumption levels will customize it, and customization also takes more energy from designers.
Other ordinary consumers are the people Jane Eyre focuses on marketing.
It would be easy for ordinary customers who requested customization, but a few days later, a heavyweight came from Watson.
Huo Qingzhi was having a summary meeting that day. Secretary Song and Mr. Huo, who received the call from the front desk, hurriedly left the meeting and went downstairs to receive the guests.
It is said that a young lady came, and the father is very rich, but she didn't understand what he was doing.
Although don't know what the purpose is, but since she is the daughter of a rich family, it is not easy to dispose of it casually, maybe it is a big business.
"Hello, Ms. Li'an, I'm Mr. Huo's secretary, surnamed Song." Song Yuran introduced himself and at the same time glanced at the other party without any trace. He looked quite young, and the clothes on his body were slightly fancy and gorgeous, a bit like the middle agesclothes.
How can this be an oita control in modern times, and there is a tall and thin woman behind her, smartly dressed, unsmiling and exuding a solemn aura.
She further said, "Mr. Huo is having an important meeting, and told me to take you to the lounge to visit and wait."
A group of people went upstairs.
"Miss Li, what would you like to drink? We have coffee, tea, milk and juice."
Li An raised his hand to stop her movement, "Come here and see that there is a milk tea shop downstairs from your company, I want to drink milk tea."
"Then I'll go down and buy it for you." Secretary Song was very dedicated, "How much candy do you want?"
"Xiao Yi, go down and buy it for me." Li An turned his head to look at the person standing beside him, paused, and said, "Buy a cup for Secretary Song too."
Lin who received the order nodded and quickly left the lounge.
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The atmosphere was a little frozen, and an invisible embarrassment permeated the lounge.
Without the third person, Song Yuran, who was sitting diagonally opposite, was a little at a loss, so he could only talk to Li An bluntly, "I don't know what Miss Li is doing this time."
"It's not expensive, I have a business I want to do with you." Li An said calmly, with the calmness of a rich family's daughter in his gestures.
When Song Yuran heard it, this is a big business. You have to take good care of the rich woman in front of you, so that you can get more year-end bonuses during the Chinese New Year.
Thinking of this, the smile on Secretary Song's face deepened, "What is cooperation? Before Mr. Huo finishes his work, I will explain it to you in detail, and you can understand it more comprehensively."
Li An didn't answer her question, but just stared at her face for a while, seeing Song Yuran couldn't help touching his face, wondering if there was something on his face.
"A while ago, Luden's original design competition, the winner was designed by you, right?"
The topic turned a corner, and Song Yuran subconsciously responded.
"I was there at the time, and your works are very special. But" Li An changed the subject, "yours are more interesting."
"Ah" Song Yu was stunned, what do you mean?
"To put it simply, I have a crush on you."
""Since Jane Eyre won the award, Song Yuran's name has become a little famous, but more people's attention is on the brand.
However, several companies did not know where to find her contact information and wanted to poach them. They wanted to hire design directors with high salaries, but they were all rejected by Secretary Song who loved her work.
This is the first time someone has said something like "I've fallen in love with you" to her face.
Song Yuran was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Well, Ms. Li, you mean you want me to go to work with you."
Li An hooked his fingers at her, and Song Yuran half-believingly leaned forward, just as he leaned over, the other party grabbed her by the neckline.
Today Song Yuran wore a loose shirt with a loose neckline and a thin tie, which was held by Li An at this moment.
With that strength, she was pulled by the other party, and the distance became extremely close.
"Are you really not understanding or are you pretending not to understand?" Li An raised his chin, wanting to speak in Song Yuran's ear
At this time, the door of the lounge was opened.
Huo Qingzhi was standing at the door, and what she saw from her perspective was that the two were biting their ears ambiguously, their expressions tightened, and their eyes fell on Song Yuran's face.
That look was like a knife, and Song Yuran woke up instantly. He hurriedly distanced himself from Li An, and said with a sneer, "Uh, uh, this is our President Huo."
Busily getting up from the sofa, there was a little guilt in his eyes.
No, she was guilty and she wasn't trying to make a deal. Thinking of this, Secretary Song straightened her back.
She stared at the white wall opposite without squinting, but her ears were already in working mode, listening to their conversation completely.
First, they introduced themselves to each other, and then Mr. Huo asked the reason. Li An replied that there was a business, and Mr. Huo asked what kind of business it was.
"I want to tailor a skirt, and the price is not an issue."
Oh, it turned out that heard rumors again.
"Miss Li, I think there is a misunderstanding." Huo Qingzhi smiled apologetically, "At present, our company's designers have limited energy and have not yet opened customized services. Maybe Miss Li can learn about the ready-to-wear that we have released."
There is another reason for declining tailor-made designs. Jane Eyre is not a very well-known high-end brand at present. Even if customization is open, the price cannot catch up with well-known brands, but she doesn't want to lower the price, so she can only refuse.
"Mr. Huo, don't rush to refuse." Li An gracefully took a sip of the milk tea that Lin Yi handed over, and said with a smile, "I only order one skirt, and the price for a single piece is one million."
One, one million Song Yuran's jaw almost dropped. It can be said that he is a model of people who are stupid and have a lot of money. A luxury brand custom-made suit is about the same price, but now it is the price of a skirt.
Even Huo Qingzhi was shaken by the price. She pondered for a moment and asked Song Yuran to bring the tablet.
"This is the previous design work of our company's designers. Ms. Li can review it before deciding whether to customize it." Huo Qingzhi handed over the tablet that displayed the information.
Only fools have trouble with money.
However, Li An raised his hand and pushed it back, smiling a little more on his face, and looked up at Song Yuran, "I just want this Secretary Song to design clothes for me."
Huo Qingzhi frowned calmly, analyzing the other party's motives in his heart.
I heard Li An say, "To be honest, I saw Secretary Song at the design competition that day, and I fell in love with her at first sight."
"" Song Yuran twitched the corner of her mouth in shock.
This is not good to see ah.
Huo Qingzhi smiled lightly, took the tablet back, and said lightly, "Watson sincerely invites cooperation from all walks of life, but this is not the springboard for Miss Li to pursue. Forgive us for not being able to accept this deal."
"Mr. Huo, whether this deal can be done, I hope to hear Secretary Song's statement."
The meaning of the rich woman is obvious. What the boss says doesn't count, but what the client says counts.
The client's brain was running fast, thinking not whether to pick up, but how much commission she could get for a million.
According to the sharing rules of the design department, at least one can earn tens of thousands of yuan and bring a lot of performance to the company. It is not a loss.
The desire for money briefly dazzled her reason, it was a familiar smile open to money, she took a step forward "Miss Li, I"
Before he finished speaking, Song Yu suddenly stopped the car, the smile froze on the corner of his mouth, and slowly turned into seriousness, and said righteously, "Sorry, Ms. Li, I'm just Huo's secretary. I don't care about clothing design."Professional, you should find colleagues from our design department to serve you."
Song Yuran wept silently in her heart, the little money that was about to fly away, but judging from the strength of Mr. Huo's step on her just now, it can be seen that the boss did not want to take this job.
"Okay." Li An sighed lightly, didn't insist anymore, took out a card from the bag, and imprinted a passionate cut-a color lip print on her red lips, "Contact me anytime you change your mind."
After finishing speaking, she stuffed the card with lip prints into Song Yuran's neckline, and led them away.
Song Yuran was so shocked that she didn't recover for a long time. People in this world are too open-minded, right? She had only seen this kind of drama with a phone number stuffed into her neckline on TV.
"That, Mr. Huo." She moved, temporarily forgetting the existence of that card.
The top is very loose today, and it is made of smooth silk fabric, so when she moved the card, it slid down naturally, and fell all the way from the hem of the clothes.Qing Zhi's feet.
Mr. Huo condescended, bent down, picked up the card from the ground, and handed it to her.
For some reason, Song Yuran felt very oppressed and smelled of gunpowder. The oppressive feeling made her fingertips tremble when she reached out to pick it up.
That hand slowly approached the business card, and Huo Qingzhi suddenly raised his eyes to look at her.
Obviously it was just a normal look, but Song Yu suddenly withdrew his hands as if shocked, and dared not take them with his hands behind his back.
The card was still in the air, but Mr. Huo didn't speak, but put the card on the glass coffee table instead.
An inexplicable guilty conscience welled up, but she obviously didn't do anything.
"This time the company will help you block it, so it's not an example." Mr. Huo said with a blank expression.
Song Yuran didn't dare to say anything, and she didn't dare to ask.
"Remember, you owe me a million dollars."
Song Yuran subconsciously asked "Why?"
"Because of you, the company lost a million dollars."
Although he knew that Huo Qingzhi didn't really want her to pay, didn't Mr. Huo personally reject this business? Song Yuran was so wronged that only the word "justice" was left on his face.
"Mr. Huo, do you know why rabbits wear hats?"
"Um"
"Because of injustice"
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