Chapter 30: I Speak Little, I Lied to You
While the representatives of the “Big Four” were speaking, Shou Jiaxun had been silently typing on the keyboard to revise his speech.
Liang Bo was curious: “Still changing it at this time? Holding Buddha’s feet at the last moment (cramming), can you remember it? Won’t changing it make it more messy?”
Shou Jiaxun stole a glance at him amidst the busyness, concise and comprehensive: “Checking for leaks and filling gaps, never too late.”
It meant striving until the very last second.
So Liang Bo widened his eyes and watched the computer with him. He soon discovered that the parts Shou Jiaxun modified in his speech were all targeted attacks against the strong sections of the “Big Four,” one by one.
For example, if the “Big Four” said they had high style, President Shou said he was grounded; if the “Big Four” boasted about their wide links, President Shou praised his high precision.
His offensive consciousness was super strong.
Assistant Liang smiled silently in embarrassment, thinking: “No wonder Yong Ming has such a big ‘opinion’ of him… But teasing Little President Shou for that is still damnable. He deserves to ‘socially die’ today.”
After the three old-school 4A companies finished speaking, Shou Jiaxun immediately volunteered, leaning forward with a charming smile to ask the tendering client: “Sorry, I have a suggestion.”
A white-haired foreigner turned around to size up President Shou upon hearing the voice. President Shou continued: “My draft is relatively short, can I take this round?”
The foreigner hesitated: “We…”
He wanted to say drawing lots for order would be fairer, but after staring at Shou Jiaxun for a moment, he suddenly changed his mind: “Okay, looking forward to your performance.”
Shou Jiaxun immediately nodded in thanks, pulled the data storage device from the computer, and walked towards the podium in high spirits.
At this time, Liang Bo suddenly heard Yong Ming in the front row whispering instructions to his subordinates: “You’d better memorize every sentence he says into your brains, recite it.”
Then one of the younger ones silently took out his phone and opened a recording APP.
Assistant Liang saw this clearly from his angle.
So he shifted his butt, moved directly behind them, and deliberately reminded in a low voice in English: “Business meeting, please do not record.”
A foreigner in front turned back to look, but didn’t ask questions.
After all, the first round of draft review didn’t involve specific execution plans, so it wasn’t really a trade secret.
But the party being reminded would still lose a lot of face.
So Director Yong Ming’s jaw muscles tightened abruptly, not knowing whether he was blaming Liang Bo for meddling or angry at his subordinate for being disappointing.
At this time, President Shou had already brought up the slide screen and began to introduce himself with fervor and assurance.
Shou Jiaxun’s combined twenty years of industry experience across two lives made his speech performance impeccable. Not only was the language fluent and the wording precise, but his articulation was clear and his voice refreshing.
There wasn’t much text on the slides, but the logic was very clear.
“Indeed Loves You Very Much” owned 372 physical stores in Beijing. Calculated with a standard service radius of one kilometer, the coverage rate of mid-to-high-end office buildings in business districts exceeded 85%.
Experience in brand cooperation was rich, and co-branded cultural creations repeatedly created hit products…
Liang Bo stared unblinkingly at the huge projection screen, fully immersed in the audiovisual speech.
He couldn’t help sighing secretly in his heart: “No wonder they are obsessed with acquiring ‘Indeed’.”
After the Internet era moves towards its peak, a new ladder is inevitably needed to undertake the next development era.
Everyone is looking for a new direction.
At this critical juncture, “Indeed Loves You Very Much” appeared out of nowhere. In a few short years, it was built into a super IP in Beijing by Shou Jiaxun.
And currently, it already possessed the conditions to further incubate a brand-new IoT interactive platform.
It wasn’t that other capital parties couldn’t copy the cat to draw a tiger, but copying took time, and fighting for the market with “Indeed” meant costs in all aspects would double compared to the first creator, and the key was success wasn’t guaranteed.
So the capital wanting to intervene in “Indeed Trade” now was definitely not just one.
It just depended on whose hand was faster. Whoever took down “Indeed Trade” first was equivalent to taking the initiative in the industry’s advancement direction.
…
Shou Jiaxun told the white-haired foreigner before going on stage that his speech was short so he would speak first, but it wasn’t short at all.
Forty minutes of speech content, plus answering questions inserted by clients at any time in the middle, dragged on for over an hour.
Towards the end, Shou Jiaxun’s voice gradually became hoarse.
After formally ending the “self-recommendation,” Shou Jiaxun exchanged business cards with the clients present and exchanged a few pleasantries; it just happened to add up to ninety minutes, the time of a movie.
Shou Jiaxun returned to the steps to sit down, and Assistant Liang handed him a bottle of mineral water immediately.
And looked admiringly at the young boss drinking water: “…Drink slowly, the water is quite cold.”
Shou Jiaxun turned sideways and whispered into his ear: “Find a decent restaurant, book a table.”
Assistant Liang nodded, putting his head next to his to ask: “How many people?”
“Tsk, just the two of us, of course.”
Liang Bo raised his eyebrows roguishly: “Celebrating our victory in advance?”
“Welcome dinner for you.”
Liang Bo twisted his eyebrows up and down, indicating he was very confused.
President Shou pouted at him: “Don’t we have to catch up after work?”
Assistant Liang was flattered: “Then I’ll pick what I like to eat?”
President Shou nodded generously, then sat up straight to continue watching others present their proposals.
Fortunately, the speeches of the next few companies were truly relatively short, and all content was finally concluded before seven o’clock, ending the meeting happily.
However, the dining time Liang Bo booked was 6:30. Now that it was overtime, they could only re-book and re-queue.
Shou Jiaxun patted his shoulder to comfort him: “Queue if we must. People queuing means it’s delicious.”
The result was queuing until past eight o’clock.
It did give President Shou time to take a nap in the rented car.
Liang Bo booked a Spanish-style restaurant, beer, seafood, small barbecue. The environment was above average, but the atmosphere was top-notch, especially having that tone of old friends reuniting abruptly.
It was a top choice for warming up friendship.
There were a bit too many people eating in the shop, slightly noisy, but it seemed lively. And liveliness was the best background music to dissolve unfamiliarity and close the distance.
Assistant Liang had good intentions, and Little President Shou understood well.
The two sat down tacitly, ordered a few of the shop’s signature dishes. Shou Jiaxun took the initiative to pour wine and clink glasses with Student Liang: “Said I wanted to treat you to a big meal long ago, didn’t expect it to be delayed for over four years.”
Liang Bo pretended to be surprised: “Does what you said earlier count for this meal? I’ll pick something more expensive.”
“Even ordered lobster for you, still complain it’s cheap? How about adding a durian?”
Assistant Liang held his forehead, laughing until his shoulders shook: “I’m sorry to you. Pitted you for ten big durians in one night. Do you think of me as soon as you see a durian now?”
Shou Jiaxun laughed heartily with him: “Indeed… a bit of a shadow.”
Their chat voices weren’t small, but everyone in the shop was chatting and laughing, so neither stood out.
What stood out was that in a semi-open booth not far away, someone suddenly said in Chinese: “Who has Shou Jiaxun’s number? Ask him out, I’m paying for this meal.”
Shou Jiaxun and Liang Bo turned their heads to look together, but the seat over there was surrounded by a small fence decorated like a pirate ship’s deck planks. They could only see a dozen fuzzy black heads.
Inside, another voice said: “Don’t waste your effort. I saw a patch on his neck. Eight to one he’s ‘dissipating heat’ in some hotel right now, definitely can’t come out.”
Soon someone chimed in: “Don’t you know he wears it all the time? Every time I see him, he’s wearing that thing.”
—”I remember he only used Omega assistants before, why did he change to an Alpha this time?”
—”President Shou finally grew up and started taking the practical route. Congratulations.”
“Not an Alpha, a Beta. Alright, hurry up and change the topic. Why do you guys talk about him every time you meet? Truly annoying enough.”
The last person had an extremely heavy Beijing accent, very easy to distinguish. It was exactly the “Dentsu” executive, Yong Ming.
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