Chapter 379

Shi Yu swallowed spittle hard. "You... You are..." the second half of the sentence couldn't say anything.

"Yes, I am." Han Mo smiled. In fact, he didn't expect that the fanatical fans who talked for so long just now were Jimei people who called themselves.

"What a coincidence, what a coincidence. Please sit down, please sit down." Shi Yu was excited and trembling at the moment. He wanted to pull a chair for Han Mo, but he accidentally knocked down the coffee on the table, "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He was flustered, his hands and feet were flustered for a long time, and Shi Yu sat down.

Think about the time when he was chatting with Han Mo just now, because both of them were waiting for someone, he said intentionally or unintentionally that people are really not punctual now. Now think about it. It's really embarrassing.

Shi Yu was embarrassed when he fell into such a panic for the first time in the workplace for so many years. He took a deep breath silently in his heart, slowed down for a while, and his expression was adjusted to the professional smile mode.

Han Mo felt the change of the man in front of him. From his sincere enthusiasm just now to his professional calmness now, he seemed to be a different person, but without any affectation. He had to admire his control over his emotions.

Shi Yu leaned slightly, reached out and took the initiative to shake hands. "Hello, please allow me to introduce myself again. I'm the project manager of Jimei Meiye. My surname is Shi and my single name is Yu. You can call me Xiao Shi."

Shi Yu didn't introduce his name just now because he thought that although he admired Han Mo, he wanted to know Han Mo and even become friends.

But this is impossible. After all, he and his idol just met by chance. People won't remember his name at all, so he said it in vain. Shi Yu just thought about it in his heart and gave up the idea of saying his name.

But now it's different. Sitting opposite him is not only the idol Han Mo, but also a father. It's the parents who want to persuade him to let his daughter participate in the children's fashion design competition.

Han Mo also politely shook each other's hand.

Worship words and polite words have been told to Han mo before. At the moment, the most important thing for Shi Yu to do is to introduce the children's fashion design competition to Han mo.

"The children's fashion design competition has been held for five times, but this time it is hosted by our company. All major kindergartens and children's clothing brands in Beidu will participate. The award-winning design will have the opportunity to be photographed and bought by them as school uniforms or brand clothes on sale. " Shi Yu's tone of voice at the moment is calm and professional. It is no longer an enthusiastic fan's attitude towards idols.

Han Mo had heard the competition before, nodded slightly and motioned Shi Yu to continue.

"Our company only used to make adult clothes, but because we are new to the baby and child section, we hope to advertise ourselves by hosting this competition, so we sincerely invite Han Zhixuan children to participate in this competition." Shi Yu's attitude is very sincere. He knows that another person in charge of the game, his competitor Wang pan, is also actively pulling children who are expected to get the ranking to join.

When he saw Han Zhixuan at the door of the exhibition hall, he was attracted by the skirt she was wearing. At that time, her kindergarten teacher stood next to the children and did not see her parents.

Shi Yu stood outside the crowd for a while before he knew that it was the little guy's own skirt. At that moment, he was shocked. He secretly remembered the child in his heart, found the organizer of the painting exhibition, took advantage of the company's cooperative relationship and said a lot of good words before he got the contact information of the head of the family.

Shi Yu is afraid that Han Mo will refuse. If it is the child of other parents, he is still very confident that he can win the parents' consent to the child to participate in the competition through his three inch eloquence.

But now he is not an ordinary parent, but Han mo. he is Han mo. he is not sure what Han Mo thinks.

Thinking that Shi Yu was nervous, his heart fluctuated up and down, for fear that Han Mo would flatly refuse when he finished.

Shi Yu finished what he should have said, what he shouldn't have said, what he should have said, and what he should have done. At the moment, he didn't know what to say.

The surrounding air was quiet, and time seemed to be static. Shi Yu swallowed his saliva and waited for Han Mo's answer.

Han Mo knew that Shi Yu was a reliable person, and guessed from his words that the holding of the competition was very important to him. Besides the first session, the design quality of the young contestants in the following sessions was not high, so he lost a lot of partners.

This time, they also have great pressure to undertake Jimei beauty industry, because they originally wanted to advertise themselves. If the activity is not successful, the small contestants who participate in the competition have no good works, which will also be criticized by the cooperative units, which will lose the significance of undertaking this competition, and it is still laborious and thankless.

Han Mo sipped his coffee.

Shi Yu knew that Han Mo was going to speak, and his heart was more disturbed.

"Well, I'll go back and ask the children to participate in the competition. As parents, we respect the children's opinions." Han Mo said calmly.

"OK, OK, just have your words. Children will like to participate. The designs of our award-winning children have the opportunity to be selected as school uniforms by major kindergartens or auctioned by children's clothing brands. If the children's clothes designed by themselves are put on by more people, she will be very happy. " Shi Yu didn't mention the prize money he could get after winning the prize. He knew that Han Mo didn't need money, so the only attractive thing was that children's clothes were selected as school uniforms and mass produced. For children, this is a very proud thing. The little girl must be interested.

With an excited mood, Shi Yu respectfully sent Han Mo away, and fell into a panic. He still didn't know what the final result was.

......

For Han Mo, this is just a small episode. In fact, it is 90% possible that the little guy will want to participate in the competition. As long as he hears the award, the child may be mass-produced or selected as a school uniform. He will be happy.

But the child didn't promise himself, and Han Mo wouldn't promise others for her.

Just after talking to Shi Yu about business, I turned my mobile phone to silent mode.

When I took out my mobile phone, there were more than 30 missed calls and more than 20 unread text messages.

He casually looked at the call records. He didn't know anyone except one who was called by little pangxie.

The SMS is basically a supplement to the missed call. It may not get through, so I send a Clockwork SMS to explain my intention to call.

In the past, Han Mo was a full-time artist. Meng Si helped him do these things, so Han Mo didn't worry much. Now he is the president of sichen media, and many things have to be handled by himself.

He clicked on the text message.

"Hello, Mr. Han, I'm the editor in chief of Quying. I'd like to make a telephone interview with you. I don't know when you have time."

"Hello, Mr. Han, I'm the editor in chief of true film magazine. I hope I can ask you for a celebrity interview. Can I make an appointment to visit you at sichen media?"

"Hello, Mr. Han, we are from little giant film company. We want to talk to you about the cooperation of the next film. I hope we can go to sichen media to talk to you in detail."

......

Each text message is about the same content. Please cooperate and interview.

Han Mo dialed little pangxie's phone. Before the phone rang, little pangxie's voice came out. It must be the mobile phone in his hand.

"Brother Han, it exploded. My phone was exploded. It kept ringing like a virus. If everyone didn't want to tell me for a lifetime and wouldn't hang up, I must think my mobile phone was maliciously implanted with a harassment virus."

Han Mo smiles bitterly. He has so many missed calls, and Han Mo's calls are not public. It is estimated that some people got them through some channels, and there are more than 30. It can be imagined what pangxie, as an assistant, will be called.

"I have recorded it for you. Most of them are divided into two categories. One is to cooperate with us in the second film. And I just want to interview you. "