During the thunderstorm, Song Yuran lay comfortably on the bed, thinking about how to gnaw on this tough bone.

Judging from the current form, it seems that the management fee is inevitable.

Pintao only provides a platform, and the brand is responsible for everything from customer service to delivery. In the future, it may offer various discounts.

If the sales volume is mediocre, this little money doesn't matter, but according to the Double Eleven shopping festival she has experienced, and the messy e-commerce festival, the activity flow is tens of millions.

If she was asked to pay a management fee of 2 out of tens of millions, she would itch for Huo Qingzhi's teeth.

Just as she was distracted, the mobile phone ringing by the bed brought her back to her senses.

"Um?"

The screen displayed Huo Qingzhi's name, and doubts appeared in his eyes for a moment, and he reported to Mr. Huo that he was safe when he got home, why are you calling now?

"Boss Huo?"

"What are you doing?" As soon as the connection was made, the other end asked straight to the point.

She stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, and besides Huo Qingzhi's voice, there was also the sound of pattering rain.

"Lay on the bed and get ready for bed." While talking, he glanced at the screen time, it was early compared with the time to fall asleep, and he was still swiping his phone at this point.

"Mr. Huo, did you call me to think about what to eat tomorrow?"

"..." Huo Qingzhi was silent, and said after a few seconds, "Well, I want to drink porridge."

"Okay, there is a good porridge shop near my house. I'll buy it for you to try tomorrow." Song Yuran was preoccupied with two tasks, and her mind was still on work, so she didn't hear what was going on back there.

"Mr. Huo, I want to fight for Taobao. As long as the conditions are attractive enough, there should be room for us to change our claim for 0 management fees."

"Still thinking about this?" Huo Qingzhi sighed, and said with a smile: "Usually you are so active after get off work, I didn't know that you are still so dedicated at home?"

"Working overtime is sitting and tormenting in the company, but lying down and distracting at home. It's different." Secretary Song said with reason.

While speaking, Song Yuran had a flash of inspiration, and quickly sat up from the bed, with a little excitement in his voice: "Mr. Huo!"

Suddenly this made the person on the other side a little nervous, he tightened his grip on the phone, and replied calmly on the surface: "Huh?"

Unexpectedly, what the secretary said in the next second was completely unexpected: "Do you think it is possible for us to make a joint dress with Pintao?!"

Huo Qingzhi: "..."

The voice was rambling, and it continued: "It is that we and Pintao jointly produce a dress, so that our Jane Eyre can use the popularity to bring Pintao together, and use this joint name as a condition to negotiate with Pintao and let him give it to us.Permanent homepage promotion, plus cancellation management fee."

Talking about work at this point in time, Huo Qingzhi felt a little helpless, "Do you think it's possible?"

"Maybe!" Song Yuran said immediately, but her voice gradually became quieter: "Well... that's right, there are additional conditions..."

"We design the clothes, and we also pay for the design and material costs of the clothes..."

Mr. Huo thought about it, and after weighing it over and over again, he came to a conclusion: "This method is not impossible. The problem is that although there is a gimmick of the joint name, Kepintao is currently not well-known, mainly relying on our publicity, and more of us selling ourBrands, consumers have not reached the point where they must pay attention to the platform, right?"

He continued: "We make a profit every time we sell a piece of clothing. It is our advantage, but it is a bit painless for Pintao."

"So I..." Song Yu paused for a moment, hesitating and hesitating, not daring to say a word, for fear that Mr. Huo would poke her along the network cable.

"What?"

"Well... that's... that..."

"Don't just talk in half."

"Okay." Song Yuran took a deep breath, "So I think that our joint model must only be sold exclusively on Pintao, and the second is that the price must be attractive enough."

"I can understand exclusive sales." Huo Qingzhi paused, "Your pricing is attractive, so attractive."

"That's right..." Song Yuran gritted her teeth, "Nine yuan and nine pieces will be delivered home with free shipping!"

Huo Qingzhi on the other end was shocked. Through the receiver, she could hear Mr. Huo taking a breath, and said in a very disbelieving tone: "Are you crazy or am I crazy?! Do you know somethingHow much does a piece of clothing cost? How much does a piece of express delivery cost? How much is the clothing design fee?"

"Mr. Huo, don't be annoyed. Listen to me, this is not completely open for sale. Let's do a rush sale! How many pieces are limited! This will minimize the loss."

"What is this called, yes! Hunger marketing!" The opening has already been opened, and Song Yuran no longer hides it, and simply starts the lobbying mode: "Mr. Huo, think about it, you can buy a brand joint model for nine yuan., Who is not tempted? Who doesn’t want it? Even if you don’t want to buy clothes at that time, if you hear that a piece of clothing is nine yuan, if you don’t buy it for nothing, you will definitely want to buy wool!”

"Besides, there is no need to worry about the price drop of our brand. After all, it is a limited edition and a joint model. It is normal to give out benefits, and consumers can understand it."

"In addition, Pintao is selling exclusively on Pintao, and many new users will flood into the platform at that time. It means that we only spent a little money to make a word-of-mouth advertisement for Pintao. Compared with the high-cost management in the futureFee, no loss!"

Huo Qingzhi only felt that her head was a little big, so she helped her forehead, "All you said is based on the belief that Pintao can really become popular, but there is no certainty in the future."

"I agree with you to fight for it today because I want to have one more sales platform and one more money-making channel. Even if it doesn't work out in the end, we won't lose money."

"But it's good for you, now you have to post money to advertise for others?" Huo Qingzhi shook his head, hating iron for not being strong, and said: "Song Yuran, Song Yuran, how should I say hello."

The boss's fierce reaction was within Song Yuran's expectations, and she had no idea, indeed, all of this is her own idea at present, and she wishful thinking that Pintao will definitely become popular.

It's fine to move your mouth before, but this time it's going to be spent for real money.

If she was in Huo Qingzhi's position, she would have wondered if she was an undercover agent sent by Pintao.

"Uh..." A look of embarrassment appeared on her face, and the hand resting on the quilt unconsciously grabbed the quilt, "Just take it as nonsense, don't take it to heart."

This topic is over.

Song Yuran was still thinking about this until before falling asleep, and felt that her idea was too outrageous. Fortunately, Huo Qingzhi didn't scold her bloody.

But this is the only thing she can think of now, the best way to break the deal with Pintao.

With this thought in mind, she slept until dawn, got up, washed her face, put on makeup and changed clothes as if nothing had happened, and went out.

It's just that before going to the company today, have to go around to Huo Qingzhi to pick her up for work.

When she went downstairs to the unit gate, she called Huo Qingzhi, but no one answered.

"..." Song Yuran stared at the screen for a while, then went upstairs with the porridge she bought.

But no one answered the phone, and no one answered the doorbell. Song Yuran was a little worried, something like last time would happen again, right?

Thinking of this, she looked around, bent down and quickly took out the spare key hidden under the carpet, and it only took a minute to open the door.

"Boss Huo...!"

She closed the door and walked inside while shouting at the top of her voice, but just after she shouted, her footsteps stopped involuntarily when she passed the bathroom.

The person she was looking for was standing in the bathroom, apparently changing clothes, with his back to the door, and he was about to pull up the zipper on his back with his head tilted.

The action was temporarily halted by her entry.

Song Yuran stared at Huo Qingzhi's fragrant shoulders and beautiful back and blinked. After realizing it, she turned around quickly and covered her eyes with both hands, "Uh, that... I didn't see anything!"

With that posture, those who didn't know it thought they saw something inappropriate for children.

"You didn't see anything at all." Huo Qingzhi came back to his senses, and pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, "Come and help me unzip the zipper, it seems to be stuck."

Song Yuran responded vaguely, then opened her eyes and walked in slowly. After carefully seeing that the zipper of the skirt was indeed entangled with her hair, she carefully pulled the hair out of the zipper.

After finishing her hair, she slowly closed the zipper. During the process, her fingertips accidentally touched Huo Qingzhi's skin, and she trembled as if she had been electrocuted.

Suddenly, she smelled mint again, this time stronger than before.

"!!" Song Yu was agitated, and immediately wanted to make sure whether the mint smell was coming from Huo Qing's cervical glands.

Just as she lowered her head to get closer, Huo Qingzhi suddenly turned around, and she had no time to brake...

In the next second, the forehead felt the touch of cold lips.

"???" Song Yu was stunned.

After reacting, he bounced away quickly, his face was shocked, and at the same time, two touches of pink quietly crept up on his cheeks, and the place kissed by Huo Qingzhi was as hot as a brand.

She covered her kissed forehead with one hand, and stammered: "Huo, Mr. Huo..."

After finishing speaking, I didn't know what to answer, and I couldn't say that I thought of confirming her pheromone just now, but I didn't expect Huo Qingzhi to turn around, get too close and kiss her directly.

Compared to Song Yuran's rapidly red and ripe tomato, Mr. Huo looked extremely calm, and said, "I just accidentally kissed you, why are you blushing?"

"Am I blushing?" Song Yu was stubborn.

Huo Qingzhi smiled, took two steps forward and stood in front of her, raised one hand and raised her chin with his index finger, "Your shy look will make people think that you are secretly in love with me."

After she finished speaking, she walked out of the bathroom, leaving Song Yuran, who was so shocked by the shock, to think about life.

She propped her hands on the sink, and stared at herself in the mirror with both eyes. The blush was no less than last night. The kiss on the forehead was obviously fleeting, but now it seemed to still exist.Some hot.

No, you blushed so much?!

Isn't it just being kissed accidentally by the same sex?Playing house in elementary school is not without kissing other girls.

You don't really have a crush on Huo Qingzhi, do you?But why doesn't the person involved know about this?!

"We are all alphas, Song Yuran, you have to calm down." She whispered, "Straight girls are just playing tricks on people's hearts. The more you panic, the more you love her."

Song Yuran calmed down, although she didn't come to any useful conclusions in the bathroom, when she came out, she saw Huo Qingzhi was already sitting at the dining table having breakfast.

While walking over, she seemed to change the subject. She said, "I called you just now and you didn't answer, and there was no response when I rang the doorbell. I thought something happened, so I used the spare key to come in."

"The phone was left in the room, but I didn't hear it." Huo Qingzhi tilted his head and said in doubt, "As for the doorbell, I didn't hear it."

"No way..." Song Yuran muttered, and went to open the door to test it himself, but it turned out that the doorbell was broken.

"However." Huo Qingzhi paused, and said with a smile, "I can see that you care about me."

"I just don't know whether it's me who is specifically concerned, or the bonus I can give you."

"..." Xiaocai fans blushed, and directly ignored the last time when Huo Qing's susceptibility period came, he himself said about the bonus, "It's a human, okay! How can I be so blind to money."

The last time something happened, what Song Yuran couldn't deny was that the first reaction in his heart was that the bonus accounted for so much of the 100 million yuan, but now, all he thought of was worrying about what happened to Huo Qingzhi before rushing in, and he didn't think about anything else.of.

Fearing that Huo Qingzhi would continue to expose her dark history, Song Yuran forcibly changed the subject. She took out the spare key from her pocket and put it on the table, "I almost forgot, this is the spare key at the door."

Then she stared at the key, "I wanted to say it last time, is it a little dangerous to put the key under the carpet? What if the cleaning lady cleans up and removes the carpet..."

"That makes sense." Huo Qingzhi drank a few mouthfuls of porridge and said slowly, "You keep the key."

"Ah?" Song Yuran was caught off guard by the sudden heavy responsibility, and hurriedly waved his hand: "No, give me the key, aren't you afraid of losing things at home?"

Huo Qingzhi glanced at her, "Idiots only pick things."

"..." Song Yuran seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand.

"The joint model you mentioned last night..."

Song Yuran immediately became vigilant, and suddenly mentioned this, President Huo wouldn't hold back all night to settle accounts with her face to face right now?!

Huo Qingzhi paused for a full minute, and Song Yuran's little heart was tied, before he said: "Find a time to write a detailed plan and let me have a look."

"Huh???" In just one minute, Song Yuran had already figured out how to defend herself, but now Huo Qingzhi actually wanted to see his own plan?Does it mean that you have accepted your idea of losing money and making money?!

"That..." Song Yuran, who was excited last night and calmed down all night, is not so happy to hear it now, but said: "Mr. Huo, think again... I think what you said last night was quite meaningfulThe truth is, if I follow my plan and lose money in the end... that would be a considerable loss."

She began to be timid: "Jane's hobby is not easy to become popular now. If she loses this bet, she will lose her wife and lose her army. Let's forget it."

"I want to say that I believe in you, but if I really say that, it will bring you a lot of psychological burden."

"In short." Huo Qingzhi said seriously: "I take the risk, don't think so much, just write."

Huo Qingzhi's unconditional support for her idea of "unconstrained style" moved Song Yuran so much that he almost had to bite a small handkerchief. In which company, most of the leaders would not have such courage.

But Huo Qingzhi not only refused as firmly as his peers, but agreed to meet under his own lobbying, and now he is willing to listen to his own ideas and invest a sum of money just to gain an uncertain possibility.

"Mr. Huo...you are really my bole!" Song Yuran grabbed her hand and said sincerely: "If you have this boss, what more can I ask for!"

Huo Qingzhi: "..." Why do these words sound so awkward.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Huo's grudge diary: Today, Yin, Song Yuran actually said that I am a straight girl, and I have a grudge, a hundred grudges.

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: I am also dreaming today, 57056246, 1 motorcycle maintenance art;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 12 bottles of careful straight daughter; 10 bottles of alfalfa; 2 bottles of 45364978;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!