Chapter 611 Press Conference
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Zhui Zhu Meng Xiang De Zhu
Shenjing TV.
At this moment, Zhao Jianliang had no idea that he had taken such a big blame for Yue Hao for no reason, and he had completely offended Wang Damin to death.
Of course, it actually doesn't matter even if he knows.
The last time he applied for the Beijing Pearl Tower project, he had already broken up with Wang Damin.
A person who is destined to fall apart is afraid of a hammer!
At this moment, he was discussing the details of the Shenjing Pearl Tower with Yue Hao in the office.
After all, for such a large project, there are too many details that need to be considered.
"Mr. Yue, Wang Damin is probably worried to death now."
After talking about business, Zhao Jianliang chatted with Yue Hao. Thinking of Wang Damin, he felt a little gloating.
Whoever let that bastard offend him deserves it!
"Speaking of which, I would like to thank Director Zhao for his help. If it weren't for you, those friends at the newspaper wouldn't be so supportive, and Wang Damin wouldn't be able to become popular in the devil city overnight."
Yue Hao laughed and said.
As a reborn person, he certainly knows how to intensify this conflict and divert the trouble eastward.
Under his arrangement, an article directly criticizing Tianhe Real Estate for being rich and unkind instantly appeared on the front pages of major newspapers.
And all the ordinary people who read the newspapers, one by one, are criticizing Tianhe Real Estate for making dirty money, Wang Damin for being rich and unkind, and Wang Fengjiao for being arrogant and domineering.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of Zhao Jianliang's office, and Zhang Jiajia walked in.
"Mr. Yue, station director, I just received a call from a journalist friend."
"He said that at noon today, Wang Damin was going to hold a press conference at Tianhe Real Estate to apologize for what happened yesterday."
Zhang Jiajia knew that this news was very important to Yue Hao, so she came to report it as soon as she received the news.
"Haha, it seems that this guy is not too stupid. He knows how to control the influence first."
Yue Hao had a sneer on his lips.
"Mr. Yue, what should we do now? Is it possible to suppress the matter by watching him like this?"
Zhao Jianliang asked with a frown.
We are all foxes of thousands of years, who can’t play Liaozhai?
He knew very well that Wang Damin might not know that Yue Hao was behind this incident.
But based on the other party's connections in Shanghai, we can definitely find out that he was the one behind it in the newspaper office.
If you can't kill that guy at once, there will probably be trouble in the future.
"Press it down? Haha, as long as I am here, he will never get over again in this life."
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Yue Hao's mouth.
In front of his ancestor who plays with public opinion, is the public relations technology of this era worthy of playing with him?
It can be said that from the moment he directed this drama, the reactions of Wang Fengjiao and passers-by, including Wang Damin, were all within Yue Hao's expectations.
All of them were like chess pieces on a chessboard, manipulated at will by Yue Hao.
"As long as Mr. Yue has a way."
Seeing Yue Hao's expected expression, Zhao Jianliang felt relieved again.
Although Mr. Yue was only in his 20s when he drove up, he was almost a generation younger than him.
But when it comes to means, character, or sophistication in doing things, even he, the director of Shenjing TV Station, is willing to be inferior.
Zhang Jiajia, on the other hand, looked at Yue Hao meaningfully.
Last night, Yue Hao asked her to do a favor in private and invite a few familiar journalist friends to dinner.
Because a symposium on the Shenjing Pearl Project was to be held in Taili, she had to attend and couldn't leave, so she didn't go.
She only knew that Yue Hao had dinner with those friends and didn't ask about it.
I think those people should be the back-up people arranged by Yue Hao.
This President Yue's work is really terrible, everything is linked together, and he doesn't leave any loopholes for others. No wonder he can build such a big business at such a young age.
"Director Zhao, this is the tentative decision for the Shenjing Pearl Tower project."
"Don't worry, as soon as the project starts, the first batch of [-] million yuan will be received immediately."
Yue Hao brought the topic back to the topic again. This time Tenglong Real Estate has invested a total of [-] million, of which he will invest [-] million in the first batch.
Anyway, now that Wang Fengjiao has jumped into the pit he buried, the fate of Tianhe Real Estate has been determined, and there is no need to waste too much time on it.
"Thank you, Mr. Yue, for your support!"
Zhao Jianliang held Yue Hao's hand enthusiastically.
It's normal to invest in batches. After all, even if Yue Hao has money, he can't just spend [-] million casually.
The first batch of payment was [-] million, which was enough to surprise him.
the other side.
Tianhe Real Estate Building.
In order to make this apology more sincere, Wang Damin took great pains to arrange for someone to help his daughter prepare the manuscript in advance. After all, he required his daughter to memorize it word for word.
As it approached noon, the reporters invited by Tianhe Real Estate also arrived one after another.
Wang Damin's secretary and an assistant guard the door. Every reporter who enters Tianhe Real Estate will receive an envelope handed over by her.
"Happy New Year to all journalists. This is a New Year gift prepared by Mr. Wang for everyone. Don't refuse it."
Secretary Wang Damin has a humble attitude.
Naturally, the envelope was filled with money, and reporters would receive it from any corporate event they attended.
This is already considered an unspoken rule in the industry. In the industry, this is called transportation fee. The amount depends on the sincerity of the bosses themselves.
And this time, Wang Damin spent a lot of money in order to make these people show mercy. Almost every red envelope contained 1000 yuan, which was the salary of these reporters for three or four months.
With so much money stuffed down, why can't they help with a few words of kindness?
At this moment, Zhao Jianliang had no idea that he had taken such a big blame for Yue Hao for no reason, and he had completely offended Wang Damin to death.
Of course, it actually doesn't matter even if he knows.
The last time he applied for the Beijing Pearl Tower project, he had already broken up with Wang Damin.
A person who is destined to fall apart is afraid of a hammer!
At this moment, he was discussing the details of the Shenjing Pearl Tower with Yue Hao in the office.
After all, for such a large project, there are too many details that need to be considered.
"Mr. Yue, Wang Damin is probably worried to death now."
After talking about business, Zhao Jianliang chatted with Yue Hao. Thinking of Wang Damin, he felt a little gloating.
Whoever let that bastard offend him deserves it!
"Speaking of which, I would like to thank Director Zhao for his help. If it weren't for you, those friends at the newspaper wouldn't be so supportive, and Wang Damin wouldn't be able to become popular in the devil city overnight."
Yue Hao laughed and said.
As a reborn person, he certainly knows how to intensify this conflict and divert the trouble eastward.
Under his arrangement, an article directly criticizing Tianhe Real Estate for being rich and unkind instantly appeared on the front pages of major newspapers.
And all the ordinary people who read the newspapers, one by one, are criticizing Tianhe Real Estate for making dirty money, Wang Damin for being rich and unkind, and Wang Fengjiao for being arrogant and domineering.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of Zhao Jianliang's office, and Zhang Jiajia walked in.
"Mr. Yue, station director, I just received a call from a journalist friend."
"He said that at noon today, Wang Damin was going to hold a press conference at Tianhe Real Estate to apologize for what happened yesterday."
Zhang Jiajia knew that this news was very important to Yue Hao, so she came to report it as soon as she received the news.
"Haha, it seems that this guy is not too stupid. He knows how to control the influence first."
Yue Hao had a sneer on his lips.
"Mr. Yue, what should we do now? Is it possible to suppress the matter by watching him like this?"
Zhao Jianliang asked with a frown.
We are all foxes of thousands of years, who can’t play Liaozhai?
He knew very well that Wang Damin might not know that Yue Hao was behind this incident.
But based on the other party's connections in Shanghai, we can definitely find out that he was the one behind it in the newspaper office.
If you can't kill that guy at once, there will probably be trouble in the future.
"Press it down? Haha, as long as I am here, he will never get over again in this life."
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Yue Hao's mouth.
In front of his ancestor who plays with public opinion, is the public relations technology of this era worthy of playing with him?
It can be said that from the moment he directed this drama, the reactions of Wang Fengjiao and passers-by, including Wang Damin, were all within Yue Hao's expectations.
All of them were like chess pieces on a chessboard, manipulated at will by Yue Hao.
"As long as Mr. Yue has a way."
Seeing Yue Hao's expected expression, Zhao Jianliang felt relieved again.
Although Mr. Yue was only in his 20s when he drove up, he was almost a generation younger than him.
But when it comes to means, character, or sophistication in doing things, even he, the director of Shenjing TV Station, is willing to be inferior.
Zhang Jiajia, on the other hand, looked at Yue Hao meaningfully.
Last night, Yue Hao asked her to do a favor in private and invite a few familiar journalist friends to dinner.
Because a symposium on the Shenjing Pearl Project was to be held in Taili, she had to attend and couldn't leave, so she didn't go.
She only knew that Yue Hao had dinner with those friends and didn't ask about it.
I think those people should be the back-up people arranged by Yue Hao.
This President Yue's work is really terrible, everything is linked together, and he doesn't leave any loopholes for others. No wonder he can build such a big business at such a young age.
"Director Zhao, this is the tentative decision for the Shenjing Pearl Tower project."
"Don't worry, as soon as the project starts, the first batch of [-] million yuan will be received immediately."
Yue Hao brought the topic back to the topic again. This time Tenglong Real Estate has invested a total of [-] million, of which he will invest [-] million in the first batch.
Anyway, now that Wang Fengjiao has jumped into the pit he buried, the fate of Tianhe Real Estate has been determined, and there is no need to waste too much time on it.
"Thank you, Mr. Yue, for your support!"
Zhao Jianliang held Yue Hao's hand enthusiastically.
It's normal to invest in batches. After all, even if Yue Hao has money, he can't just spend [-] million casually.
The first batch of payment was [-] million, which was enough to surprise him.
the other side.
Tianhe Real Estate Building.
In order to make this apology more sincere, Wang Damin took great pains to arrange for someone to help his daughter prepare the manuscript in advance. After all, he required his daughter to memorize it word for word.
As it approached noon, the reporters invited by Tianhe Real Estate also arrived one after another.
Wang Damin's secretary and an assistant guard the door. Every reporter who enters Tianhe Real Estate will receive an envelope handed over by her.
"Happy New Year to all journalists. This is a New Year gift prepared by Mr. Wang for everyone. Don't refuse it."
Secretary Wang Damin has a humble attitude.
Naturally, the envelope was filled with money, and reporters would receive it from any corporate event they attended.
This is already considered an unspoken rule in the industry. In the industry, this is called transportation fee. The amount depends on the sincerity of the bosses themselves.
And this time, Wang Damin spent a lot of money in order to make these people show mercy. Almost every red envelope contained 1000 yuan, which was the salary of these reporters for three or four months.
With so much money stuffed down, why can't they help with a few words of kindness?
