Gossip King

Mr. Yang smiled dryly with him, embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Dad, I think this Gao Leng is not knowing how high the sky is, and he actually scheduled the same day with us. How many contacts does he have? Isn't it Su Su and Wang Cong?" Yang Peng was young and energetic, and made a few more calls to confirm the star At the meeting, Sheng Magazine had indeed decided to hold the summit on the same day as them, but they couldn't come down in one breath.

"If it weren't for me... if I hadn't said too much about Uncle Tao's birthday, what would happen to him? He will set the same day with us!" Yang Peng was upset and angry, although they couldn't hear others say it. What, you can guess what, at this time, after seeing the official website that Tao Lao did not attend the summit, those entrepreneurs laughed and watched the show.

It is a foregone conclusion that Yang Peng was beaten by Gao Leng.

But Gao Leng directly set the summit on the same day. This is undoubtedly forcing Lao Yang, who plans to retire, to play. Is this the rhythm of destroying his son and then destroying Laozi? This rhythm is obviously not what Yang Lao wants to see. This summit is not only about the rise and fortune of Fengxing Magazine, but also about the dignity of the Yang family.

If you lose, Fengxing Magazine and Xingsheng Magazine are two levels of media, one high and one low.

If he loses, Mr. Yang's identity as one of the media veterans who has been in business for most of his life will not be preserved in his later years.

You know that there are only four or five private magazines that have done a lot. A man who has been in the media for half his life has been posted by a kid who has been in the media for a year or two. Doesn't he fight?

"This young man..." Old Yang sneered and stood up, Yun Danfeng lightly patted some dust on his legs: "I don't know how high the sky is."

"Hahahaha." Tao Guoan also stood up and stretched out his hand to hold Yang Lao's hand: "Lao Yang, I have to go back to deal with the Disciplinary Inspection Commission. The organization must talk to me. You, slow down with that kid. Slowly fight, hold a summit of the same nature on the same day, this time it is lively!"

This summit, after two wars, is destined to attract the attention of everyone in the financial circle.

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Xingsheng magazine meeting room.

"Attention to all departments, the date of our summit is set on the 20th, the same day as Fengxing Magazine." Gao Leng sat in the middle of the long conference table, turned a pen in one hand, and the silent conference room echoed. He made a very domineering but very calm voice.

After speaking, the people in the conference room seemed a little overwhelmed, and no one answered for a few seconds.

"Same... the same day?" Xingsheng's advertising manager took the lead in speaking, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"Fengxing Magazine has Tao Lao oppressing, are we on the same day as them?!"

"Did Gao always say the same day? Did I hear it wrong?"

For a while, the meeting room was either surprised or whispered. At this time, the official website of Fengxing Magazine was still calm, and all the important managers in the meeting room were simply absent. At this time, she was arranging to report the matter of Tao Guoan.

At this time, all the advantages are still on the side of Fengxing Magazine.

"Mr. Gao, I suggest not to be on the same day." The advertising manager stood up and handed out a document with anxious expression: "After Fengxing Magazine announced the summit, many of our companies that originally planned to come over declined. There have been more than a dozen advertising cooperations that have been discussed so shortly. If it were held on the same day, I’m afraid..."

"Yeah, it's the first summit in the inland region. In the inland region, our Xingsheng magazine has few contacts. If it is held on the same day, everyone will go to the popular side, which would be embarrassing."

The managers looked at the pile of unsubscribed advertising contracts in the hands of the advertising manager, and all talked with frustration.

The door of the meeting room opened. Jian Xiaodan wore a black tight-fitting suit on his upper body and a pair of white trousers on his lower body and walked in. As soon as he came in, these managers automatically closed their mouths and worked as the vice president for several months. The queen's aura is coming more and more. Although the corner of her mouth is smiling, she glanced at everyone coldly and said to Gao Leng's side: "General Manager Gao, someone reported Tao Guoan's intention to make money during the summit. "

As soon as this sentence came out, the meeting room was fried.

"Tao Guoan's 60th birthday, catching up with the summit of Fengxing Magazine, I heard that the president of Fengxing Magazine, Yang Peng, took the initiative to talk about Tao's birthday when he called the invited company, so he was reported." Jian Xiaodan said loudly. The corners of the mouth rose slightly.

"Okay! Here is a good show..."

"I think it must have been reported by Mr. Gao. Mr. Gao really has a hand."

"Of course I have one. How can it be possible for people who have the hook village project in their hands to be the general manager in less than a year?"

"Fortunately, we are his soldiers. If this is his rival's soldier, it will be suffocated... Yang Peng was beaten by Gao Leng so that his father would not recognize him..."

Those who can sit in the conference room for a meeting are old gingers. As soon as they heard Tao Guoan’s report, they understood that Waterloo would appear in the next summit. After learning that Tao Guoan was reported, everyone looked at them more coldly. Fear.

Yes, fear.

It is a terrible thing for a person to have strength, and it is even more daunting for a person to have strength and strategy. Now everyone knows that Gao Leng dared to tear it up, even the former vice president of commerce, he did not show any mercy.

If a person’s blood gets cold during a business war, this is really scary. From time to time, managers secretly look at calmly sitting in the middle of the conference table with their peripheral vision. Although they are smiling slightly, they are scary. The high cold.

The next meeting was full of morale, especially after seeing the announcement on the official website of Fengxing Magazine in the next ten minutes, everyone smiled on their faces, and joined the discussion on the details of the summit’s promotion in a relaxed mood, according to Gao Leng’s orders. , The formal invitation letter will start in the afternoon.

As for the invitation letter and the title of the magazine, Gao Leng directly copied Fengxing Magazine very fiercely. That is to say, whatever title he puts on Fengxing Magazine, Xingsheng will make whatever title, not only the title is the same, but also the design style. It's almost the same. Just like Wong Lo Kat and Jia Duo Bao.

Whoever wins is a genuine product, whoever loses is a copycat.

This saves trouble. You don’t even need the design. Just copy it and change it slightly, and change Fengxing to Xingsheng...

Thinking of Fengxing Magazine's angry look when they saw the exact same publicity drafts of their own magazines, every manager couldn't help but laugh. From time to time throughout the meeting, a certain manager suddenly smiled and suffocated. With.

"Oh hello, look, Fengxing Magazine has a new action." While discussing the details of the promotion, a manager picked up the phone and suddenly said loudly: "Look at their Weibo, look at it."

Everyone picked up their phones and clicked on the official Weibo of Fengxing Magazine. A black and white art photo of Yang Lao was posted on Weibo on the official website. This is a photo of him carrying a vintage camera more than 20 years ago. The following text: The first summit in the inland, Lao Yang's final work.

"This son has just been slapped and ran to call his father, this is."

Hahahaha, a burst of laughter broke out in the conference room.

"But this Lao Yang's final work, these companies must also give face, he has been in the media for more than 30 years, and his connections are amazing." An older manager did not smile, but frowned. Looking at Gao Leng, he stood up respectfully, bends slightly, and said cautiously in a reminding tone: "General Manager Gao, Mr. Yang Zhiping from Fengxing Magazine should not be underestimated. He can call at least thirty companies. The boss of a well-known company has more contacts than you. I think, is it necessary to invite CEO Lu to come out?"

"Yes, now the situation of our two summits is temporarily even, but if Yang Zhiping comes out, he has accumulated more than 30 years of contacts is not a joke, plus it is the final work, I can see Mr. Lu Helped."

Gao Leng's hand quickly tapped on the table twice, revealing a mysterious smile. He shook his head: "I'm not Yang Peng. If I can't do it, I'll find my father. I don't need to find Mr. Lu. I'm waiting for Yang Lao. ."