Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 193: College Students Who Can Hear Directly from Heaven
I have to say that Feng Xiao is a good sister who understands men.

Moreover, Zeng Wenjie was pushed to his limit yesterday, so he had to get back some ground today.

Anyway, she didn't sleep well in the luxurious big bed in the hotel. She tossed and turned and got up in the middle of the night to take a shower.

When discussing business with the sock factory, Feng Xiao still acted like an international CEO, which was very intimidating, and he also used an official tone.

In order to actively respond to the national call to boost the GDP of backward provinces, the company decided to make its first move in the mountainous province.

The first thing he said was how much the GDP of Chongshan Province lagged behind the average level of other provinces. He also used some official terms in a very clear and logical way. Zeng Wenjie thought it was the sister of the general from the north who had come!

The owner of the sock factory was even more frightened.

Apparently, Feng Xiao felt that his first performance at the Phoenix Leather Factory was not very satisfying and had some loopholes.

After she returned, she used her computer to look up a lot of information and made up for some economic data and provincial government policies about Chongshan Province.

Thinking back to his father's demeanor before his "fall of genius", this was really too intimidating.

After Zeng Wenjie took over the conversation, he seriously negotiated the contract with the sock factory, and the terms were much more relaxed than those given to the Phoenix Leather Factory.

After all, the sock factory business is doing well and there is no risk of bankruptcy, so the boss will not choose to seek wealth and fame at the risk of his life.

But Zeng Wenjie still managed to negotiate the most important "direct shipment from the manufacturer" deal, and it went relatively smoothly. This may be due to Feng Xiao's top performance.

"Tsk, Assistant Zeng, I'm afraid your boss is not easy to serve. His aura is very scary!" The sock factory owner whispered to Zeng Wenjie while Feng Xiao went to the bathroom.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Zeng Wenjie said with a friendly smile.

Finally, Zeng Wenjie took out the design drawings.

When the sock factory owner saw it, he couldn't help but slap his thigh and exclaimed, "Awesome!" It's worthy of being an international company from Italy!

It seems that Italy does not only produce Italian cannons specifically for the second battalion commander!
Feng Xiao glanced at the design drawing, and a little surprise appeared in his eyes. Then he glanced at Zeng Wenjie secretly, his eyes full of vigilance.

It’s bad enough that he knows about high heels, but it’s not right that he also knows so much about stockings!

Among them is the letter model that Zeng Wenjie just mentioned to Feng Xiao yesterday. The rows of letters "Malenia" are arranged in groups at an angle and evenly distributed on the entire pair of stockings, full of an inexplicable temptation.

Zeng Wenjie coughed and said, "Your factory can produce these three models first. Except for supplying our company, you are not allowed to supply them to other merchants. I believe you are very clear about how high the penalty for breach of contract is."

The three styles he provided were all super popular in later generations. The first one was the well-known letter silk, followed by the ruler silk that could measure the length of the legs, and the sexy and attractive electric wave silk.

Feng Xiao couldn't help but look forward to Zeng Wenjie asking her to take a photo with him after getting the sample.

By then, I'm afraid I'll be able to pull him madly instead of being pulled by him!

"You really do know more about stockings than women do, you little pervert!"

After the Audi A8 drove out of the sock factory, Feng Xiao turned around and looked at Zeng Wenjie teasingly.

"I've even thought of the marketing slogan. It's definitely going to be a hit."

Zeng Wenjie took out a cigarette, lit it with the cigarette lighter, and then lowered the car window.

Feng Xiao wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, but it was not easy to scold his boss, so he asked, "Tell me about it?"

Zeng Wenjie said: "I'm not afraid of my sister driving a Land Rover, but I'm afraid of the black ribbon letters!"

Feng Xiao was stunned after hearing this and said, "Absolutely amazing! Tying luxury cars and stockings together, and it's so catchy! However, Land Rover isn't very well-known in our country."

Land Rover really became popular in China in 2009, thanks to a TV series. Before that, it was difficult to increase brand awareness, and due to its high price, few people were interested in it.

"After getting the sample, I can stay in a luxury hotel for another day!" Feng Xiao said.

"Maybe I will choose another model." Zeng Wenjie responded after pondering for a moment.

After all, Feng Xiao is not a good person to show up in public, so there is no need to deliberately create trouble.

After hearing Zeng Wenjie's words, Feng Xiao was silent for a while, then looked out the window.

Halfway through, Zeng Wenjie received a call from Ye Yixiuan, asking him to go to the conference room of Fengzhou Hotel to participate in the meeting.

Feng Xiao said, "Please drop me off at the roadside. I'll take a taxi back."

Zeng Wenjie said, "My online store really depends on you now. How can I let you take a taxi by yourself? I'll take Mr. Feng back!"

Feng Xiao rolled her eyes at him charmingly and said, "Little Boss, you have a conscience."

"I'm 18, okay? How can I be small?"

"Is 18 still young? You've just reached adulthood."

As he spoke, Feng Xiao glanced down.

How could her driving skills be worse than Chu Qingbai's!

After sending Feng Xiao to the place, Zeng Wenjie went straight to Fengzhou Hotel to attend the meeting.

Although it was called a meeting, the tone of things had actually been set, some things were put on the table for discussion, and the documents were prepared in advance.

Ye Yixiuan had also contacted Zeng Wenjie and asked him to prepare an investment of about three million as a token of his appreciation, and then Zhuang Aimin would figure out the rest.

To produce the music variety show "The Voice of China", a conservative estimate is 50 million yuan, and this is assuming that the official invites the stars and they can get a friendly price!
The cost of the neighboring "Super Girl" is probably hundreds of millions, at the very least, but they are a big variety show station, and they receive a lot of advertising fees, sponsorship fees, etc., so they are not afraid to spend money.

The ratings of Chongshan TV are terrible. It is easy to imagine how difficult it would be to host a large-scale music variety show under such huge unfavorable factors.

"To be honest, you have to thank the Eastern giants who made it to the NBA."

Ye Yixuan smiled at Zeng Wenjie and said, "You probably haven't anticipated the magnitude of the impact your 'Village BA' proposal has had. It's even been submitted to Beijing. Yao Ming's NBA career over the past few years has brought tremendous positive impact and cultural benefits to our country, so the higher-ups are quite supportive of it..."

Zeng Wenjie was really surprised after hearing this. He didn't expect that the news could reach the emperor.

However, it is not surprising that the "Village BA" in later generations was taken very seriously. CCTV reported on it one after another, and even asked famous commentators to commentate and broadcast it live.

He Jianguo walked up, patted Zeng Wenjie on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Xiao Zeng, we must keep in touch in the future."

Zeng Wenjie said modestly, "It's up to you professionals to review it. I can only provide some ideas and solutions."

He Jianguo said, "Don't be so modest, kid. I've been working in the media for many years, so I have some experience! Your 'Voice of China' will surely create a sensation, comparable to 'Super Girl' next door."

Zeng Wenjie said, "I hope that my small efforts can bring a small improvement to the economy of my hometown. In the future, I hope that the leaders will give me, a college student, more guidance."

As soon as he said this.

The listener suddenly realized...

Just remembered, this guy is just a freshman!

(End of this chapter)