Chapter 98: Complain to the head office

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Su Qianfei saw that the relaxedness on Sister Zhang's face gradually disappeared and turned serious, so she knew that her 'ear wind' was on point.

She hurriedly pointed out that Sister Zhang had senior qualifications, was sent by the headquarters, had strong working ability, and was able to convince the public, etc., so that Sister Zhang deeply sympathized with her words.

Originally, Sister Zhang just disapproved slightly because she saw Qiao Muer coming out of the CEO's office with disheveled clothes the day before yesterday.

At this moment, she already agreed with Su Qianfei's point of view.

She thinks that Qiao Mu'er has relied on being charming and flattering since she entered the imperial court as an intern.

It is very unbalanced for an old employee like myself who has worked hard for his qualifications and career to be a helper under the hands of an intern.

"Sister Zhang, Xiao Su, Secretary Qiao told us to go to the small meeting room." At this moment, the voice of a colleague from the public relations department next door suddenly came from outside the door.

Sister Zhang quickly put away the unhappiness in her heart, put the luggage away in response, and said to Su Qianfei who was still lying on the bed.

"Xiao Su, you can just talk about what happened just now in front of me, and don't say it in front of other people... It's not good for Secretary Qiao and others to hear about it."

Su Qianfei nodded, "Sister Zhang, I know, I just complain for you, I don't bother to talk about others."

She got up from the bed, patted her clothes and said to Sister Zhang: "Sister Zhang... Is this what you're going to do? You are an old employee after all. Even if you are reluctant to cooperate with her for the cooperation project now, you shouldn't let her go." She covered the sky with one hand like this.

Mr. Zhuo protects her, she can shake the sky in this branch. Take a look, do you want to talk to the head office...? "

"I know it in my heart. Remember what I said, and don't let her know. I don't know about this matter. Since I already know, I can't mess with her. "

Sister Zhang's eyes were darker, as if she had made up her mind.

When Su Qianfei saw it, she knew that Sister Zhang was going to make a move.

Hehe... After all, Sister Zhang is from the head office, and there are many colleagues who are close to the head office.

She did it right.

So what if Qiao Muer has Mr. Zhuo in the branch office, she can't let Mr. Lu in the head office also protect her, hehe...

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With such a happy mood, Su Qianfei and Secretary Zhang also came to the small conference room after a while.

This small meeting room was allocated to the imperial court's project team during this period.

Zhengrong's project team used another room.

The two sides first discussed and worked out their own cooperation plans, and then started negotiations in the multimedia room.

After many trials, seesaws, revisions, and even quarrels, a win-win solution acceptable to both parties was made, and the final decision was made.

This kind of process seems simple, but in fact, it needs to consider the interests of all aspects of one's own side, and follow-up planning.

After that, it is even more necessary to 'negotiate' with the other party, using resources, relationships, capital, and even the negotiation skills and momentum of the negotiator, in order to obtain the greatest benefit for oneself.

On Zhengrong's side, the team members from Meng Fang to his subordinates are all the most elite people around Yue Zheng.

As for the imperial court, it is a branch after all, no matter in terms of employees' qualifications or momentum, it can't compare with the head office.

It can be said that Zhengrong is using his direct lineage, a branch of the imperial court.

If it hadn't been for the imperial court's side several times, it would have been Qiao Mu'er who relied on her innate vision and confidence to stand at a high place, and her aura turned the tide.

I'm afraid it has already been gnawed down by the Zhengrong team.

This night, at 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, the small conference room was still brightly lit.

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