Walking out of the hospital, there were hard-working municipal, traffic police, fire fighters and personnel deployed from various units to assist in handling emergencies everywhere in the wind and snow.

After most of the day's efforts, the snowplow truck rushed back and forth, plowing the snow and spreading salt, and finally cleared the road that was barely passable.

Since all buses were stopped and there was no subway in Yuezhou, there were occasionally a few taxis with anti-skid chains but they were also overcrowded.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, Chai Muyun drove a black, white and gray three-door Isuzu Tiejingang to the side of the road.

After opening the passenger door and getting in, Lin Baiyao looked back and forth as if curious and said, "Your car?"

"Well, is that enough for a man?" Chai Muyun started the car, and the roar reached his ears. The full-time four-wheel drive was so powerful that it catapulted into the air while holding on to the snow and mud.

"More than just men, this is grandpa."

With a 3.2-liter V6, a vehicle weight of 1.8 tons, a hard-core heavy metal appearance that transcends the times, powerful suspension and shock absorption at the Baja1000 racing level, and a 50:50 four-wheel torque distribution, it can be called the wildest of wildness.

"Yes, it's ugly, but it's powerful."

I didn't expect that this charming young woman from a good family would have such an unexpected driving style.

Maybe it's like in later generations, macho men like small pink cars, and beautiful women like big cars.

Chai Muyun showed great driving skills and arrived safely downstairs at Sheng Hede Company. Lin Baiyao was about to open the door, but when he saw her sitting still, he said, "Why, you won't go back to the company?"

Chai Muyun suddenly patted the steering wheel, as if he had made up his mind, turned to stare at Lin Baiyao, his eyes full of apologies, and said: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Zhao actually has no choice. He Ming is putting too much pressure on him. Please bear with it."

…”

Lin Baiyao knew what she was talking about. He was silent for a moment and said: "Sister Chai, you know best that Xingsheng can achieve its current status. It all depends on the hard work and sincere cooperation between you and me. The current sales target is only more than half.

The task ahead is very arduous. If there is endless internal fighting..."

"How many big companies have learned from the past, I don't need to tell you, I know it clearly in my heart." Chai Muyun said angrily: "He Ming doesn't understand the publishing industry at all. Isn't it good to be his shareholder? I have to step in.

! I see that Mr. Zhao is also confused. He Ming wants to be the vice president this time, but next time he will have to be a full-time official. What about the next time? Do you want to give Xingsheng to him? "

Lin Baiyao smiled and said, "Sister Chai, be careful what you say!"

"I'm not afraid!"

Chai Muyun had obviously been holding it in for a long time, and said indifferently: "These young men in Beijing are all cannibals who eat people without spitting out their bones. If you take a step back, they will pounce on you and swallow everything clean."

Lin Baiyao said: "He Ming only has 30% of the shares. The combined shares of Mr. Zhao and me can still give us absolute control. It's just that during this period, Mr. Zhao and I were separated..."

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Zhao still respects you, otherwise he wouldn't have been under the pressure of He Ming to discuss it with you until today. I think you should have a good talk with Mr. Zhao, talk openly and honestly..."

…

Chai Muyun brought Lin Baiyao to Zhao Hede's office, knocked on the door and pushed open. Zhao Hede was answering the phone behind the boss's desk. He pointed with a smile and asked Lin Baiyao to sit on the sofa first.

Chai Muyun went to make tea, put it on the coffee table in front of Lin Baiyao, winked at him, and turned to leave.

"Director Jia, this, we have recently been mainly cooperating with the Ministry of Science and Technology, the Ministry of Education, the Natural Science Foundation of China and other ministries and commissions for promotion, and we currently have no budget to continue advertising on CCTV... Yes, I know, we are old partners,

I must support your work. So, what time slots are left undecided?"

Lin Baiyao was drinking tea leisurely when he heard this and quietly pricked up his ears.

"Hmm? The prime time and A time slots are gone? What about oral broadcasts?"

Zhao Hede stood up and walked over, sat next to Lin Baiyao, covered his phone, and whispered: "Director Jia from the CCTV Advertising Center..."

Lin Baiyao had already heard it. The last time he went to CCTV to talk about the "Revolution of Learning" advertisement, he was talking about cooperation with Director Jia.

"There is no room for oral broadcasts? There are only rolling subtitles in time period B... Director Jia, with Xingsheng's current popularity in the country, I am afraid that the company's shareholders will not be able to pass the advertisement in time period B... Yes, it is difficult for me as a boss.

, please give me two days, I will hold a meeting to discuss it...Okay, okay, I will come to Beijing to have dinner with you..."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Hede cursed and said: "For this year's Spring Festival Gala, I think CCTV is going crazy. It has recruited 38 advertising spots and is still not satisfied, so it has preset 46 advertising spots. In order to complete the task,

Director Jia personally hired a client and found us, but he only gave us a B-level rubbish subtitle advertisement... Not to mention the prime time before the Spring Festival Gala live broadcast and the eight o'clock and zero o'clock time chimes that businesses must compete for, why don't you give us a special sponsorship?

Okay, I didn’t expect that there was no oral broadcast, isn’t that embarrassing for us?”

Lin Baiyao smiled and said, "Are you planning to vote?"

"I won't invest! With those hundreds of thousands, it's better to hire people to distribute leaflets in the sinking market..."

Zhao Hede paused, then remembered that he had not asked Lin Baiyao for his opinion, and hurriedly said: "What do you think, Brother Lin? If you think you should vote, we will vote. Anyway, I didn't say anything, leaving room for..."

Lin Baiyao gently turned the teacup in his hand and said, "Of course I will listen to Brother Zhao..."

1999 was indeed the year with the most advertisements for the Spring Festival Gala, and it has never been surpassed in terms of sheer quantity in previous editions.

Of course, a large number does not mean that advertising revenue will be greater than in later generations.

According to public data, before 2000, it had not exceeded 100 million yuan. By 2002, the revenue was 200 million yuan; in 2006, it was close to 400 million yuan; in 2009, it was close to 500 million yuan; in 2010, advertising revenue was as high as 650 million yuan.

The growth is almost 100 million per year, and the profits are terrifyingly high.

"Okay, these are small things, we'll talk about them later."

Zhao Hede carried the teapot and refilled Lin Baiyao's cup. He looked sad for a moment and said, "Brother, I came to you for no other reason. Yesterday, Mr. He came back from playing in Magic City and talked to me about going to Xingsheng Sect.

It's a matter about the vice president. I know that I promised you before that I agreed to Mr. He's investment and that he would not interfere in the company's management. But now that he has changed his mind and said this, we can't be too disrespectful... I think

After thinking about it, why don’t you give it to him? It’s better to listen to Mu Yun and Ye Xi when it comes to the specific arrangements, just add a seat in the conference room, and his people will have ears, eyes, and no mouth..."

Lin Baiyao sneered and said in a bad tone: "I heard that Mr. He checked Chen Haoran's account? I wonder if anything was found?"

What He Ming did in this matter was indeed unreasonable. It was tantamount to semi-public humiliation of Lin Baiyao. Even a clay figure would be angry, so it is understandable that he would lose his temper.

Zhao Hede was caught in the middle and was really embarrassed. He hurriedly explained: "I criticized Mu Yun. How can the company's accounts be touched at a moment's notice? Especially when Chen Haoran is running business on the front line, it is exposed to wind and rain, and many times the money cannot be recovered.

It's normal for the bills and accounts not to match, but it's weird when they do. That account was just for show, and it was sent back to the Xingsheng Finance Department after I turned it around. Don't worry, brother, this is the number

Brother, can you still do it?"

Looking at Zhao Hede's half-pleasing, half-desiring look, Lin Baiyao sighed and said, "Brother Zhao, I'll take a step back. He Ming can put a vice president in Xingsheng, but the company's articles of association must clearly state that Xingsheng

Chai Muyun and Ye Xi are in charge of our business. When the two have differences of opinion, we ask for your opinion and mine. You have the final decision-making power. He Ming and his vice president are not qualified to vote."

Zhao Hede could tell that this was Lin Baiyao's final bottom line. Although he still had a headache on how to reach an agreement with He Ming, he still nodded and said, "That's it."

Lin Baiyao picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.
Chapter completed!