Xue Mi was right, the popularity of the video increased all the way, and it instantly reached the peak of popularity.
"The public relations department suggested removing the hot search, then publicly apologizing, and removing the mall manager." Xue Mi stood in front of her desk and reported the situation to Yan Han.
Yan Han was sitting on the table and chair, playing with a black pen in his hand and saying nothing.
He was interrupted in the middle of his meal. He was already very angry, and he had to deal with such a public relations incident in the middle of the day. The fire in his head was burning brightly.
Song Xiang was sitting on the sofa, feeling anxious. After listening to Xue Mi's report, she couldn't help but interrupt.
"Spending money to remove trending searches will offend the public. A public apology can only reflect the company's attitude and will not clear away Miss Yan's bullying attitude."
Yan Han raised his eyes, leaned forward and looked at the woman opposite, and said: "You saw someone recording the video at that time, right?"
Song Xiang's mouth twitched slightly, and she could hear the meaning of Yan Han's words. He was suspecting that she did it deliberately.
"So what if I saw it, I can't stop the other party. What's more, I didn't expect Miss Yan to be like this..." Song Xiang thought for a while, stared into Yan Han's eyes and said, "Stupid."
"She is stupid, but you are not stupid." Yan Han withdrew his gaze and threw the pen on the table. "I will give you twenty-four hours, and the public relations department will let you make arrangements to handle the matter."
Song Xiang clenched his hands and said, "Leave all the power to me?"
"If you can't handle it cleanly, just let me handle it." He gave her a stern look.
Although his tone was cold, the words he spoke aroused people's imagination. Xue Mi, who was standing next to him, blinked crazily, and the fire of gossip burned crazily in his eyes.
Song Xiang's face turned slightly red, and then he became a little excited.
"One condition."
Yan Han frowned, "What?"
"If I handle the matter well, you can agree to one more condition." Song Xiang raised a finger.
Yan Yanhan snorted, "You want to negotiate terms with me?"
Song Xiang pouted, crossed his arms across his chest, and looked out the window, "Then let the public relations department handle it."
"Do you think the PR department really can't handle it?" Yan Yan looked at Song Xiang with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
Song Xiang knew in her heart that it was a small problem for the public relations department to handle this kind of matter, but the matter involving Yan Zhenzhen was a bit tricky.
She straightened her back and looked at Yan Han firmly, "I am the party involved. Only if I handle this matter is the most cost-effective way."
"If you don't handle it well, you will suffer the worst fate." Yan Han said something to attack him.
Song Xiang was excited, he probably agreed.
She stood up and assured Yan Han: "Don't worry, give me two hours and a press conference, and I will definitely handle the matter."
Yan Han looked at her carefully and said quietly: "Are you going to wrap yourself up so tightly for the press conference?"
"I was like this in the video. Going directly to the press conference would be more convincing." Song Xiang spread his hands.
Yan Han was too lazy to argue with her. He knocked on the table with his knuckles and said, "Two hours, immediately, immediately."
"clear!"
Every cell in Song Xiang's body was excited, and she was more anxious to go out than Xue Mi. She had been working at the car sales for half a month, and all the bones in her body were about to die.
Yan's fast-paced work is the way of working that she longs for most.
After closing the office door and blocking Yan Han's sight, Song Xiang felt even more relaxed.
"Call the director of the human resources department and the deputy director of the public relations department. There will be a meeting in ten minutes."
Xue Mi heard with her own ears that Yan Han said that Song Xiang would have full authority to handle it. She did not dare to delay and hurried out to make arrangements.
When everyone in the secretary's office saw this, they didn't dare to say anything and prepared materials according to Song Xiang's words.
As it got closer, Wenxin came up from the restaurant and found that the entire floor was busy, but she didn't know what was going on.
The women in the secretary's office somewhat ostracized her, and only Zhao Zhe was willing to talk to her.
"Take your things and go to the conference room. Sister Xiang has a meeting." Zhao Zhe reminded Wen Xin.
Wen Xin was dumbfounded, "Song Xiang... meeting?!"
Why is a car seller gesticulating in the CEO conference room of Yan Group?
She clenched her fists, and before she could get angry, she turned around and saw Song Xiang standing at the door of the conference room, smiling at her.
The corners of his lips were raised, and there was no warmth in his eyes, like a God watching a plaything struggling to death.
She had seen this smile before. Yan Han had shown such a smile while standing in front of the stock market chart. The two of them were exactly the same.
"The meeting is about to start, why don't you come in?" Song Xiang stood in the distance and asked.
Wen Xin trembled, bit her lip, and walked stiffly to the conference room, forgetting to even take her notebook.
Song Xiang shrugged, laughing at the little girl's psychological quality in her heart. Just as she was about to turn around, the door to Yan Han's office suddenly opened.
The dog man's face was cold, and he met Song Xiang's smile before he had time to take it back.
"The matter hasn't been resolved yet, how can you smile?"