Before coming, the leader gave the male PR some special training.
You can try to lower the price, but if the other party says something like "free orchard", don't talk about it.
At first, the male PR thought that as soon as Yang Fan said this, he and his female colleague would go home and the sponsorship would be cancelled.
Unexpectedly, this is not what the leader meant.
The leader said solemnly, "As long as the other party brings up the free orchard plan, we have to agree to it even if the sponsorship fee is doubled. Remember, this may not just be a negotiation of a few million dollars, but a battle for tens of millions of users. The value cannot be measured. If you have to measure it, it will be at least hundreds of millions, and at most billions, which will affect the company's major strategic deployment."
So, after seeing the words "Orchard Plan" on the file bag, the male PR's face changed.
Then he seemed to be exhausted, as if he had let go of all the pressure, and slumped in his seat, feeling light.
Damn, if you had thrown it out earlier, would I have wasted so much time talking about it
are you crazy!
The female PR was very curious, why did her colleagues feel like a deflated ball when they saw this file bag
Could there be some criminal evidence in the file bag
But think about it, my colleague and Yang Fan should have no connection in this lifetime, so it can't be such a coincidence.
Before coming, the female public relations officer had not received any reminder from her leader and knew nothing about it, so she was very confused, but she couldn't ask now.
"Deal, we'll take your price." The male PR stopped bargaining with Yang Fan. He was still worried that Yang Fan would turn against him and say that it was not possible now and he had to double the price.
In this case, the male PR's negotiation not only failed completely, but he also lost both his men and his wife.
Old Zhao standing by was confused. What happened
Did I just zone out
The situation took a sudden turn for the worse, leaving people unable to react.
Old Zhao has always admired Yang Fan's eloquence. To put it nicely, he is eloquent, but to put it bluntly, he talks nonsense.
No matter how you describe it, it is Yang Fan's ability.
Lao Zhao came here today just to be a companion, to eat, drink and chat with us.
It was a great pleasure to accompany him. Watching Yang Fan and the professional public relations talents speak eloquently was a great pleasure in life.
Normally, if "A Bite of China" is scheduled to be broadcast on local TV stations, it would be a fantasy to attract millions of sponsorships. Only a lunatic would sponsor it in this way.
No matter how powerful a local TV station is, it is impossible to raise millions of dollars in sponsorship fees for a single show.
This is like building a large entertainment venue in the countryside. What kind of customers and income can it generate
But Yang Fan was able to rely on this disadvantage to defend himself tightly against the male PR who had the right time, place and people, and even had enough energy to counterattack.
But in the end, Yang Fan seemed to not want to fight anymore, and just threw out a trump card, game over.
What exactly is the trump card
Old Zhao, like the female public relations officer, wanted to pull Yang Fan aside for questioning.
"Okay, let's continue drinking tea." Yang Fan asked the waiter to bring new tea and water.
This cup of tea has been brewed several times and has become bland.
Tea that is too strong does not taste good.
Tea that is too light has no taste.
Thus, in this quaint teahouse unknown to many people, a contract worth millions was temporarily signed.
Tomorrow when we go to work, under the witness of a lawyer, this contract will be formally signed and sealed and will have legal effect.
After drinking tea, it was almost time for dinner, and Yang Fan said he would treat the guests from afar to a meal.
The two people from the public relations department of Yantuan quickly said that it was them who invited and sought cooperation, not Yang Fan.
Yang Fan did not rush to grab the order. The orchard project was indeed worth more than a few million.
Just like a patent, which may seem simple, it may be worth tens of millions or even more.
The male PR officer did not dare to be negligent, as his leader said that this business secret was too important as it involved a battle for tens of millions of users.
The company has been rushing to deploy its plans. If Yang Fan goes back on his word and reveals the business secret now, Yantuan will no longer have any advantages and may even fall behind.
After dinner, when the Yantuan people left, Lao Zhao finally had the chance to ask Yang Fan: "Xiao Fan, what is that document of yours? Why did the other party become so indifferent when I threw it out?"
"It's a business secret. I can't tell you." Yang Fan said with a smile.
Old Zhao stopped asking.
After a moment of silence, he said with mixed feelings: "Xiao Fan, let me tell you something from my heart."
"Hmm?" Yang Fan took the teapot and poured water for himself and Lao Zhao. He had just finished his meal, so he sat down and rested for a while before leaving.
Lao Zhao sighed and said, "It's a waste to put a multi-million-dollar project on the food channel, no matter how well the show is presented."
Yang Fan nodded: "Indeed."
Old Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I can feel this way and say it this way, but can't you just not say it?"
"Okay, I won't say anything more." Yang Fan said.
Old Zhao then continued, "Once the contract is signed and there is funding to actually launch the program, I will talk to the satellite TV station and they will broadcast it then."
Yang Fan was surprised: "Are you so willing to do this?"
Lao Zhao nodded helplessly: "I have thought about this for many days. The food channel can't accommodate this big Buddha."
"That won't work unless the satellite channel also contributes part of the funding," said Yang Fan.
"The contract has been signed. Is that all we need now?" asked Lao Zhao.
Yang Fan shook his head: "It's not bad, but wouldn't it be better to give more bonuses to the program team?"
"Okay, I'll try my best." said Lao Zhao.
Yang Fan shook his head secretly. Old Zhao was indeed a simple man. No wonder he had a wife who held real power, yet he had only become the director of a small channel in his middle age.
How could the satellite TV station agree to Lao Zhao’s “unreasonable” request? They would not even consider broadcasting the program “A Bite of China”.
Yang Fan has studied the programs on the satellite channels and found that none of them must be cancelled.
At least this year, no program will be cancelled.
If we don’t cut it, we won’t be able to put on new shows.
The leaders of the satellite TV station must be mentally ill to agree to cancel their own programs and put on someone else's program.
"Have a drink?" Although he was full, Lao Zhao still wanted to drink some wine, so he asked Yang Fan.
Because the dinner was with outsiders, Lao Zhao knew his shortcomings and did not drink any alcohol.
Now that all the outsiders have left, he can't help it.
"Let's do it another day." Yang Fan disagreed.
If he really drinks, he won't be able to go home today.
If I don’t go home, Aunt Thirteen will definitely question me.
I don’t know since when, but Aunt Thirteen has become his guardian.
"Okay, let's go home." Lao Zhao didn't insist.
When the two came out of the hotel, the mountain city was already ablaze with lights and the warm spring breeze.
Yang Fan drank some wine, but Lao Zhao didn't. He drove here.
Yang Fan didn't have a car, so Lao Zhao dropped him off outside Aunt Thirteen's community before driving back.
As soon as he got home, Yang Fan saw Guoguo kneeling in the living room with a pot of almost bald green plants in front of her.
Aunt Thirteen was sitting on the sofa looking at documents and seemed very angry.
"Guoguo, what's wrong?" After changing his shoes and walking in, Yang Fan asked Guoguo, "Who told you to kneel here? Your mother's fault?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a pillow flew over from behind him.