If it weren't for Liang Sheng's reminder, I might not even have time to print the document.
Rongyi Enterprises has been a thousand-mile horse in South Korea in recent years. It has slowly grown from a small financial company to become one of the top companies in South Korea. The cooperation between Huayi and Rongyi is not only because this company has strong economic strength. , but also took a fancy to the development potential of this company.
"Mr. Liang, Miss Shen, please sit down here for a moment. Our president will be here soon." Jin Chengen obviously took care of me and basically talked to us in English.
Not long after waiting, the door of the lounge was pushed open. I stood up almost reflexively, thinking that the person who came in was Rongji's boss, but I didn't expect that it was Jin Chengen. Jin Chengen said apologetically: "I'm sorry, our boss said that since it is Huayi's project, we should invite Huayi's people to meet alone."
I opened my eyes wide and glanced at Liang Sheng in surprise. Liang Sheng stood up and was about to speak. Jin Chengen said something in Korean. Liang Sheng nodded and said to me: "Go ahead, I'll wait here." you."
Liang Sheng said so, so I didn't want to worry about anything anymore. I responded and followed Jin Chengen out. When I reached the door, Liang Sheng's voice sounded from behind me: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
I looked back at him, twitched the corner of my mouth, smiled and nodded.
The pure gray corridor is almost spotless, without any decoration. All the styles are as simple as possible, making people look very comfortable.
Jin Chengen took me to the office door at the end of the corridor, took my fingerprints, and led me in. I passed through an office area with six people, went up a flight of stairs, and finally arrived at the president's office. The clear three letters CEO made me feel deep in my heart. She sank, feeling extremely nervous.
After all, I have never faced such an important occasion independently. At this moment, my palms were covered with a layer of dense sweat.
"Miss Shen, please come in." Jin Chengen opened the door for me, then stretched out his hand to lead me in. I nodded politely. As soon as I stepped into the office, he closed the door from the outside. The tension suddenly rose, and I was even a little afraid.
A very simple office, with an Apple all-in-one computer on the gray desk, an L-shaped sofa with a pure transparent glass coffee table, and an Apple laptop placed on the coffee table. Looking to the right, I saw a man in his early thirties standing upright in the corner, staring straight at me. I was so frightened that I couldn't help but take a step back, and the folder in my hand fell to the ground with a thud.
Since he didn't say a word, I could also feel the strong intimidation force, which suddenly made this not wide space become even narrower.
The man glanced at the folder that fell to the ground and said nothing. I quickly paused, picked it up in a standard etiquette posture, bowed my head and apologized: "I'm sorry, I". Halfway through, I realized that he probably couldn't understand Chinese, so I changed my English and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little rude."
The man's slightly shrunk chin slowly raised, and he looked at me with a normal expression. He put his hands behind his back and still did not speak.
The president of such a big company must not be able to understand English. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, I said in less than standard Korean: "I'm sorry."
Jian Xin never taught me this sentence. When I was in college, I watched Korean dramas and learned it from the heroines on TV.
The man still didn't speak, but he took steps toward me. He walked in front of me and stood less than one meter away. I instinctively took a step back, and he took another step forward. I didn't dare to move, and opened my eyes wide. looked at him with eyes wide open. The man looked at me for a while and said only one word: "Sit."
I was surprised and happy at the same time, "Can you speak Chinese?"
The man stretched out his thumb and index finger and gestured: "A little bit."
"Then can you understand me?" I asked him happily, and then I noticed that he had a pair of narrow double eyelids, a tall nose, moderately thin lips, and meticulous hair, just like all businessmen. Men in general,
The man nodded, "Listen, okay."
He skipped every word he spoke, as if he was afraid of making a mistake.
My heart was almost boiling, and I immediately asked: "Can I talk to you in Chinese?"
He continued to nod: "Okay."
"Thank you so much." I bowed deeply to him. He suddenly laughed and motioned to me: "Sit down and talk."
He probably meant to say 'sit down and talk'. I nodded, sat down on the sofa, and carefully placed the folder on the coffee table.
My position is at the head of 'l', and he is sitting on the tail horizontally below. I need to turn a little sideways to face him. I thought Rong Ji's boss would be as domineering as some domestic entrepreneurs, or at least indifferent, but I didn't expect him to be so polite, which made me even more happy.
After sitting down, I was silent for more than ten seconds. In spite of my nervousness, I carefully said the opening remarks that I had rehearsed in my mind in Chinese. Considering that it might sound difficult for him, I deliberately slowed down my speaking speed. , and try to pick some simple and easy-to-understand words. After introducing myself, I went directly to the project introduction. This opening statement was discussed by He Bin and I. It is easier for the other party to accept, and it will not be abrupt or long-winded.
Originally I was worried that I would not be able to perform well in English, but now that I can speak in Chinese, it is indeed a lot less stressful for me.
The man listened to me attentively from beginning to end. He did not ignore me or treat me with any slightest care because I was just a small representative of Huayi. His attitude made me no longer nervous, and he slowly and clearly expressed all my opinions. After finishing speaking, I quietly waited for his answer.
He looked through the documents I handed over and looked at me seriously after I finished speaking. His expression was frozen for a few seconds, probably to block the language. Then he heard him say in very broken Chinese: "Thank you, Miss Shen." Your company is very good. The content of this contract is also very good and very careful. I have already considered it before you came. Rongji can cooperate with Huayi, but I have a condition. No, I have A request, Miss Shen, come to our company and take charge of this project."
I admit, it was tiring to listen to him speak. He spoke intermittently, and some words came out after careful consideration. Even though I have no negotiation experience, I know very well that when someone in his position talks to me, he does not need to take care of my feelings at all. He can finish his sentence fluently in English instead of being so careful about his words.
I was moved by his attitude, but sad by his content. He said he wanted me to be responsible for this project. I knew without thinking that I, a small human resources director, could not handle this kind of project worth tens of millions.
"I'm glad that you can consider our company, but I don't seem to be qualified for your 'request'." I kept nodding at him and explained word for word: "Actually, I am just a human resources specialist in Huayi. For some reasons , the company arranged for me to take over the negotiation of this project. I don’t have any practical experience. If you can agree to this cooperation, our company will have more professional colleagues in charge of this project.”
Every time I finished speaking a paragraph, I couldn't wait to take a deep breath. I said every word carefully, for fear that it would not be expressed properly and affect his impression of Hua Yi.
"Okay." The man uttered one word, thought about it for a while, and said, "I, sign."
I don’t know if I heard it wrong or if he said it wrong, but he just agreed
He bent down, picked up the signature pen on the table, opened the pen cap, and slowly wrote his Korean name on the signature line. He paused and added a few Chinese characters at the end: "Mystery."
I still maintained a dignified sitting posture, looking at him calmly, thinking about the mystery, it turned out that this was his name. His Chinese writing is very elegant, and he has obviously practiced it. However, the word "mystery" has a special meaning in Chinese. I wonder if he has understood it.
After signing his name, the man smiled with satisfaction, put the pen cover back on, returned the pen to its original position, closed the folder and handed it to me, "Ms. Shen, you are very good. I can invite you to join us." Dinner?"
(End of chapter)