To Jiang Hua's surprise, Bao Yuqian's sales channel negotiations did not go smoothly, and she came back in disgrace.

Looking at Miss Bao who looked downcast and like a defeated dog, Jiang Hua felt that his brain was hurting.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me that you haven't even managed such a simple matter as negotiating cooperation with a snack wholesaler in this province?"

Jiang Hua asked angrily.

If they were going to other provinces to develop markets, he would be forgiven for Ms. Bao's setback, but this was in their hometown, which was their home advantage.

In this way, Miss Bao could come back defeated, and he really convinced her.

"Don't be mean to me. I didn't expect things to go so poorly."

Bao Yuqian felt aggrieved. She felt that she was losing more and more status in front of Jiang Hua.

After all, she was also the third young lady of the Bao family. The wealthy young men in Xiangjiang who pursued her didn't want too many, and they all wanted to hold her in their hands.

However, Jiang Hua is such a weirdo. Once she starts working, her relatives will not recognize her, so training her is like training a child.

Ding Wenxin stood behind her cousin and secretly stuck out her tongue, feeling very happy in her heart.

She was quite aggrieved by being demoted by her cousin before. After seeing how workaholic her cousin was, she no longer felt aggrieved and even wanted to stay away from this guy.

Didn’t you see that the second shareholder of the company was reprimanded mercilessly by his cousin for not doing a good job?

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Jiang Hua pinched the bridge of his nose with his hand and felt the center of his eyebrows twitching, and the pain was severe.

"When I was selling dry noodles, I worked with these wholesalers once, and it was not very pleasant. Now they have no confidence in me and don't want to help me sell."

Bao Yuqian answered cautiously.

The main reason is that last time, she failed so miserably that the snack wholesalers also suffered a lot. They had a backlog of products and lost some money. Now they don't believe her.

"Ms. Bao, you are great!"

Jiang Hua gave a thumbs up, not knowing what to say.

He now fully understands what it feels like to be in the Masters with a bronze rookie.

Just three words, it can’t move you!

"Oh, please stop hurting me and think of a solution quickly. What should I do?"

Bao Yuqian was ashamed and angry, and stamped her feet, showing a rare hint of a little daughter.

She is pretty, and she knows how to dress well. When she stamps her feet and acts coquettishly, she is very attractive.

At least, Ding Wenxin was dumbfounded, and an idea came to her mind, her cousin's partner was so beautiful and so rich, her cousin would not be in danger, right?

"In this way, you can buy a section of the local newspapers with the best sales in several nearby cities. I will be of great use."

Jiang Hua thought for a moment and said.

"Is it that simple?"

Bao Yuqian blinked her beautiful eyes. She was very confident that she could complete such a thing that could be solved with money.

"You can't do more complicated things."

Jiang Hua smiled bitterly.

In his mind, he lowered his evaluation of Bao Yuqian again.

Apart from doing odd jobs and running errands, this partner's only role is to stay there quietly and be a beautiful mascot.

"Don't look down on people. I just don't adapt to the business environment in the mainland. Sooner or later, I will impress you."

Bao Yuqian glared at Jiang Hua angrily and turned around to do her business.

After she left, Jiang Hua and Ding Wenxin were left alone in the office.

"Cousin, do I have any work arrangements?"

Ding Wenxin asked cautiously.

Qin Qin was busy with advertising shooting, and Jiang Hua was short of people, so she temporarily stepped in to help him.

"You go find a reporter and come over. I want to write a story."

Jiang Hua ordered.

The snack wholesalers in the province were unwilling to help him sell goods, so he had to reverse this situation as soon as possible.

"OK."

Ding Wenxin didn't know what her cousin wanted to do, but it was not difficult to find a reporter, and she happened to know one.

After his cousin left in a hurry, Jiang Hua sat alone in the office, lit a cigarette, and once again experienced the pain of not having talent in hand.

“I have to do everything myself, it’s so tiring.”

He sighed.

Not long after, Ding Wenxin came with a reporter, a beautiful girl about her age.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, my name is He Susu, a reporter from Beichuan Morning News."

He Susu stretched out her hand gracefully.

She and Ding Wenxin were classmates in junior high school, but their fates were different.

Ding Wenxin did not study well and went to a technical secondary school. After graduation, she was eager to take over her father's class and work as an accountant in a flour mill.

She went to college and was later assigned to Beichuan Morning News as a reporter.

"Reporter He, hello."

Jiang Hua stretched out his hand and shook her hand.

"Mr. Jiang, do you want to write an exclusive interview about yourself?"

He Susu looked at Jiang Hua with curious eyes.

She had heard about Ding Wenxin's father's affairs for a long time, and she was quite indignant in her heart, complaining about the injustice against her old classmates. However, she was a low-key person in the newspaper office, and even wanted to publish an article to complain about the injustice, but she was powerless.

Unexpectedly, things took a turn for the worse. A cousin suddenly appeared from Ding Wenxin and with a few clicks, Luo Jianshe, who was domineering in Beichuan, was brought in.

She was very curious about her old classmate, her cousin.

"No, the title of someone else's exclusive interview is, Congratulations Mr. Zhao, Hi Santara."

Jiang Hua sat behind his desk and said.

"What?"

He Susu was confused. What does "Congratulations to Mr. Zhao, Hidden Santala" mean? What the hell is this title?

"Excuse me, where is Mr. Zhao?"

She is a professional reporter and quickly recovered.

"Just think of me as him, I will dictate and you will write."

Jiang Hua didn't explain much.

He Susu blinked. This was the first time she had met such a strange interview. If this person wasn't the cousin of an old classmate, she would have turned away and left.

Now, she wanted to see what this interview with a strange title was about.

Thus, with Jiang Hua dictating the whole process and He Susu's strange eyes, an unprecedented interview was formed.

The interview begins with an introduction to Mr. Zhao’s background. He is a wholesaler in his twenties. He has been in the industry for more than a year. From being heavily in debt to earning millions a year, he buys cars and houses.

Reporter: Mr. Zhao, you are so young and have your own private car. Who do you want to thank?

Mr. Zhao: I want to thank Mr. Jiang. When I first met him, I couldn’t return home because of debts and was living on the streets. He took pity on me and gave me a steamed bun and a glass of water. He said he would follow him and he promised me

Within a year, I will pay off my debts and be able to buy a car and a house.

Reporter: The Mr. Jiang you are talking about is Mr. Jiang from Mian Daren Food Co., Ltd.?

Mr. Zhao: Yes, that’s him. He didn’t make instant noodles at that time, but opened a clothing factory. I sold bell-bottom pants to him. He started from setting up a street stall and gradually developed into a city-level agent.

Reporter: Did you really make money by following him?

Mr. Zhao: Hahaha, aren’t you talking nonsense? Look at the Santara behind me. I bought it by working as an agent for Mr. Jiang and making money.

Reporter: I heard that Mr. Jiang has now opened another instant noodle factory. Will you still be his agent?
Chapter completed!