Soon, Ji Xinyao had her second financial report to Song Zilian. She was too embarrassed to mention the small fluctuations the first time to Song Zilian. Now because of the e-commerce live broadcast, the data has become better. She
Only then did he confidently send the financial report to Song Zilian.
[This is the financial report for this quarter, please review it with Mr. Song.]
Ji Xinyao sent him the specific data via email attachment.
Not long after, Ji Xinyao received a WeChat message from Song Zilian.
[Since it is a report, don’t you have to come over and summarize it yourself? It’s impossible for me to spend time studying data for this small project of yours.]
What Song Zilian said was reasonable, but she didn't report it last time.
【Is voice available? 】
【Your time is more valuable than mine?】
Song Zilian asked her back.
She really couldn't compare with Song Zilian who managed everything every day. After all, after taking other people's money, she still had to make a trip.
【Okay, I'll come find you.】
Ji Xinyao drove to the Song Mansion, thinking that today was Sunday and Song Zilian should be at home. When she was about to ring the doorbell, a car suddenly stopped in front of the Song Mansion.
Uncle Simon got out of the car, followed by three strange women in the back seat.
"Uncle Simon, I came to see Song Zilian for a financial report. I wanted to ring the doorbell, but I happened to meet you."
Simon looked at her and frowned.
"The young master is not at home."
"When will he come back? I'll wait for him."
“Not very convenient.”
During the conversation, the door opened.
Uncle Simon ordered the three girls again, "You go in first and wait. We will arrange for you to meet the young master in the evening."
Ji Xinyao narrowed her eyes slightly and realized that this was not normal.
"Is it inconvenient for me to wait for Song Zilian here because of them?" She pointed to a few women walking towards the mansion.
Uncle Simon did not respond directly, but gave her an ambiguous smile.
"Miss Ji, since you and our young master are no longer destined to be together, why bother asking the truth?"
Ji Xinyao was shocked by his words. She really didn't have the position to ask in such detail. She didn't even have a reason.
"As a doctor, I'm just worried that your young master won't be able to bear it. After all, he is weak and you'd better think carefully before finding a woman for him." Ji Xinyao will never admit that she intervened because of emotional fluctuations."
Uncle Simon smiled again, "Simon is naturally very considerate. But Simon feels that you, Miss Ji, have not been very considerate. Why did you come to the Song Mansion to discuss business with our young master? Of course you should go to the Song Consortium for business matters.
Headquarters, this is not where you should come."
After he finished speaking, he entered the iron gate and the electronic gate slowly closed.
Ji Xinyao stood there for a moment. If she had done business strictly, she should have gone to the Song Consortium. No matter what day it was, she subconsciously believed that the door to the Song Mansion would always be open to her.
She suddenly felt that she seemed to have overestimated herself.
Ji Xinyao got in the car and headed back to the Song Consortium. She told the front desk her intention to come and asked the front desk to call the president's office. After making an appointment, Ji Xinyao was allowed to go upstairs. Everything was so formulaic.
"President, Miss Ji Xinyaoji is here."
The secretary helped Ji Xinyao push the door open and let her in.
Ji Xinyao did not waste any time, took out the printed materials and handed them to Song Zilian, and then made a report to him.
Because she didn't make a report last time, she simply shared the financial information from both times together. Song Zilian also flipped through the materials and asked questions from time to time, which she answered clearly one by one.
"Ji Xinyao, I don't think your company can continue like this."
Ji Xinyao, coming out of his mouth, felt extremely strange.
"Please speak." Ji Xinyao also used the most polite way to get along with him.
"Look, with this revenue, it is impossible for you to achieve what you promised before, which is to increase the net profit by more than 15% on the basis of guaranteed principal. Although the direction of change is not bad, you promised me before
Judging from the current data, our goal of becoming the number one female artist in the country cannot be achieved."
Indeed, when Song Zilian and Ji Xinyao were discussing investment, one of the very important conditions was that she must become the number one female artist in the country, and this would not change because of the amount of profit.
With half a year left, it is simply unrealistic to bet on the upcoming "Ask".
"I know, I will find a way."
"I think your business development is still too conservative. Let me tell you this, I invested a total of 20 million in the "Bingshan President's Sweet Wife" you played some time ago, and the total investment was only 30 million.
, what do you think the reward is?”
"How much?" Ji Xinyao asked curiously.
"One hundred million. And it's just the result of the first division of accounts. What about you, how much did you earn from this drama?"
Ji Xinyao lowered her head, not wanting to answer.
"One million, maybe."
The income gap between the two of them for the same drama is a hundred times.
Ji Xinyao practiced exhaustively all night long, but Song Zilian did nothing except voluntarily treat her and her colleagues.
"I hope you can reconsider the channels." Song Zilian said, suddenly frowning and covering his stomach as if he felt pain.
Ji Xinyao was worried about him and immediately climbed up from the chair opposite, reaching out to feel Song Zilian's pulse.
"Song Zilian, are you okay?"
Before she could touch him, Song Zilian suddenly lifted her away with one hand.
"Get out of the way! Don't worry about it!"
"Why are you so angry? I just want to see what's wrong with you..."
"Don't curse me, I'm fine. I just ate too much at lunch."
"But it's already four o'clock in the afternoon..."
If you really had eaten too much at noon, you should have digested it by now. Why would you show such a painful expression?
"I told you, I don't care. Don't draw a clear line with me and pretend to care about me at the same time. Are you used to not having a heart, but insisting that others forget you?"
Ji Xinyao bit her lip. Song Zilian was scolding her for being cold-blooded again, but it was true that she cared about him.
"Oh, you are ignoring me now. Isn't it because Uncle Simon helps you choose a concubine every day and you can't deal with other women, so you have such a bad temper with me? Men are indeed the same.
It looks like someone has loved her since he was conscious. Love doesn’t just mean falling in love with someone you meet.”
"You're right, so what happens."
As he spoke, he threw the financial report Ji Xinyao gave him to the ground.
"This kind of data is not enough. I want you to make a detailed plan and hand it over to me tomorrow. You can go."
If she was asked to write a plan in normal times, she would write it right away. But today, Ji Xinyao felt angry in her heart.
"Song Zilian, are you deliberately avenging yourself in public?"
"It was because of friendship that I was too lenient with you in the past. Now I'm afraid that I won't be able to get my money back, so I need to be more strict. Give it to me before five o'clock tomorrow afternoon. You can go."