Yan Murong sat in the passenger seat and hummed an unknown country song from time to time, making him look particularly happy.
Last night for him, it was a good harvest day. After experiencing countless poor days, he suddenly became rich.
Early in the morning, Su Qingwu asked him to come to the company. Because Mogana had to come to discuss the breach of contract, Yan Murong did not refuse, but got in the car happily. However, when passing by the bank, Yan Murong asked Su Qingwu to stop the car, ran into the bank, exchanged the check that he had been in his pocket for a night into cash, and then applied for a bank card and deposited it into his account.
I have to say that Yan Murong is a very satisfying child.
When he followed Su Qingwu to her office, the secretary had arrived and told Su Qingwu that Mogana was already waiting inside.
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Seeing Su Qingwu and Yan Murong come in, Mo Jiana immediately stood up from the sofa.
"Mr. Yan, what do you mean?" Mogana pointed to the tabloid he had read yesterday on the coffee table and said questioningly. "What do I mean?" Yan Murong looked at Su Qingwu sitting behind the desk, looking at herself with a look of good show, and then said innocently. "Mo---Miss Mogana, I don't understand what you are talking about."
"You are breach of contract." Mogana's face turned red with anger and pointed to the advertisement in the tabloid. "According to our tests, the ingredients in this 'beautiful era' are the same as your products--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"What am I cheating on you?" Yan Murong looked innocent.
"You----" Mo Jiana was so angry that she almost ran away when she pretended to be stupid.
Yes, Yan Murong didn't cheat anything, but judging from the current situation, it seems that Yan Murong's fault was Yan Murong's fault, which was using low-priced products to defraud her high agency fees.
But the problem was that she also knew that this was not something Yan Murong could control, but he had no way to find others, so he could only ask Yan Murong to argue, hoping that Yan Murong could give her a satisfactory answer.
"What do you want me to do?" Yan Murong shrugged and said. "You also know that China's imitation industry is very crazy, and I have no choice -------How about you call the police?"
"-----" Mo Jiana was speechless. Yes, this matter was indeed not blamed on Yan Murong, but she felt unbalanced.
"But don't worry," Yan Murong said with a smile. "I will deal with this matter. After all, I'll use it to make money by stealing my recipe without saying hello to me. This is not a good phenomenon------Well, give me a week and I will deal with it."
"Okay." After thinking about it, Mo Jiana nodded. She originally came here just to hope that the other party would give her a satisfactory answer. Since Yan Murong promised to resolve this matter, it would be considered very satisfied.
"Mr. Yan, I hope to see your sincerity." Mogana looked at Yan Murong and said, then turned around and walked out.
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"What are you looking at?" Yan Murong turned around, stared at Su Qingwu and asked in confusion.
"This is not like you." Su Qingwu stared at Yan Murong and said softly.
"Not like me?" Yan Murong was a little puzzled. When he touched his face, there was nothing wrong. He came out in the morning and washed his face, brushed his teeth, cut off the exposed nose hair, and applied Johnson Baby Skin Cream, which made his face smell fragrant.
"What are you going to do?" Su Qingwu asked after a different question.
"I have no choice." Yan Murong shrugged and said with a smile. "But you have a choice."
"Is there a way?" Su Qingwu was stunned, not understanding what Yan Murong meant.
"Hehe, you have a way." Yan Murong smiled. "You also know how rampant our copycat industry in China is. Besides, we have no evidence to prove that they just stole our recipes, so even if they are to the Supreme Court, it is useless."
"What do you want me to do?" Su Qingwu asked directly.
She is a smart woman, even if Yan Murong doesn't say much, she now understands what Yan Murong wants to use her identity to do.
"You have to hold a press conference." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Then let the matter be exposed, the bigger it can be, the more fierce it can be, and then go to make an advertisement."
"What does it mean?" Su Qingwu asked in confusion.
"What does not mean?" Yan Murong explained. "But I think the reporter is very willing to see such news, right?"
"Do you want to use reporters to advertise for free?"
"No." Yan Murong shook his head and said. "I just want to make this big deal out of this matter and increase the popularity of our products to a higher level------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Is this okay?" Su Qingwu asked. "Since they can steal you once, they can steal you a second time, what's the use of upgrading the formula?"
"Who said I want to upgrade the formula?" Yan Murong smiled terrified. "It's just to put smoke bombs for them."
"Then where do you want to advertise? CCTV or local station?"
"None of them." Yan Murong said with an unfathomable look on his face. "The advertising of the TV station costs too much money, so let's go to the square to set up a few chess pieces to promote our product."
"Which square are you talking about?" Su Qingwu was shocked by Yan Murong's words. Yes, she was so smart, how could she not hear what Yan Murong's words mean?
"Stop guessing, it's what you think." Yan Murong said with a smile.
"May I?"
"Why can't it? Even ham sausages can be advertised there, so why can't we go?"
Su Qingwu opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything. He just thought Yan Murong's idea was too crazy.
That’s right, Shuanghui Ham Sausage has become a nationally renowned brand because it hangs their advertisements on Tiananmen. Now, Yan Murong actually wants to do this.
"I can't do it." Su Qingwu shook her head and said. "I can do the press conference, as for the advertisement-----"
"I'll do this." Yan Murong smiled. "I haven't been home for a long time. I should talk to the old man when I go back."
PS: It was even later. Many relatives came to my house. The noise made me really unable to write. I finally left after lunch.