"Southeast Asia is also a sweet pastry. Many well-known foreign jewelry enterprises want a share, but they are excluded by local enterprises. Moreover, the most critical thing is that they don't really understand the taste of the people there. Even if many enterprises settle in, they can't get there."
Tan Jingmo waved impatiently when he heard this, "say the point!"
Who doesn't know what's the use of saying these scenes? The problem is how to do it. What he wants is not the theoretical foreshadowing here.
The smile on Tang Yuening's face was dull for a moment. She looked at him with a stiff face. There was a hidden resentment in the bottom of her eyes, but she immediately recovered her look.
Dropping her eyes, she continued, "I still think Liang Qingqing's works are not suitable for the taste of local people over there. In terms of her works in this competition, they are also good, but on the whole, they are too small-minded and don't seem mature enough. For a large company like VK, they can't go on the table."
Tang Yuening saw Tan Jingmo lowering his head and thinking that he was thinking about what he said, so she couldn't help strengthening her efforts.
"Moreover, we want to develop the market there. Naturally, we need to fully understand the tastes of the people there. Coupled with the unique design of our company, it is enough to make them refreshing and willing to pay for our products. That's what we need to do."
After saying these words, Tang Yuening was full of energy and his eyes glittered. He waited for Tan Jingmo to nod his head, and then praised him by the way.
Talking about Jing Mo is really thinking, but not thinking about the so-called good "suggestions" mentioned by Tang Yuening, but thinking, who gave her the courage to say that those works can't go on the table?
What he cares about is not the work itself, but vaguely hearing another meaning. The work can't be on the table. She said it so frankly. It seems that she didn't think about the direct consequences of saying these words.
On the most superficial side, she seems to have a festival with Liang Qingqing. Otherwise, what makes a good work worthless in her mouth?
It seems that the so-called lady of the family is no better than you. She is still the daughter of the Tang family. It can be seen from a small thing that she is not as jealous as the outside world, can't be underestimated, can't she?
Secondly, Tan Jingmo is unhappy. The publicity poster of this work has been hanging outside for more than half a month. There are many rumors about boa, and boa says "spokesperson", but she's good. She says that her woman can't get on the table in front of her own face. Isn't she hitting him in the mouth?
Tan Jingmo smiled coldly, and the face on Jun's face made the woman in front of him lose consciousness for a moment.
Seeing this intuition, Tang Yuening asked, "president, what do you think? In fact, I think Fu Yilei's work is also good. This time, she had to be the runner up because of some mistakes, otherwise..."
"That's enough, director Tang!" Tan Jingmo interrupted her, and then she had to say something.
"Have you told me for so long to recommend Fu Yilei?" Tan Jingmo picked up his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was very good.
"You told me for nearly half an hour. What's the point? Liang Qingqing's works can't get on the table, but you have to recommend Fu Yilei, right? That's your plan? Verbally, forget it? You said Fu Yilei has been in the company for five years, right? There have been no excellent works in the past five years, so it's no wonder it's the second time. Besides, this time, we are developing the market in Southeast Asia It's for the company, not your own small kindness and resentment. Understand this first in the next report. "
Tang Yuening, who was waiting to talk about Jingmo's praise, was stunned. She didn't praise, but she waited for some criticism. Is it too different from her own idea?
"If it's all right, you go down first. Developing the market is not your responsibility. Pay attention next time." Tan Jingmo directly looked down at the things in his hand without giving a look to the other party.
Tang Yuening gently pulled the corners of her stiff mouth and wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh at all. She slowly said "sorry" and walked away.
She didn't expect, really didn't expect, that she would be talked about by Tan Jingmo so recklessly. She also stayed in "VK" for four years. It was always surrounded by flowers and applause, which expanded her heart to a certain extent. The flattery of her subordinates made her less scruples. Therefore, when it comes to the problem of developing the market, she came up without hesitation.
But what do you get for your enthusiasm? It's actually Tan Jingmo's questioning and doubt. What's worse than this?
Seeing Tang Yuening out, Tan Jingmo raised his head and saw that bao'er had been out for so long and hadn't come back. Did he fall into the bathroom? His face turned black and he got up to have a look, but he gave up the idea when he thought of what it would be like if he grabbed her step by step.
In fact, bao'er outside is chatting happily with Mo Xiao, who hasn't seen each other for a short time.
As soon as she came out just now, she saw Mo Xiao with a cat on her waist looking around stealthily, as if she was on guard against someone. Bao'er felt very strange. According to reason, there were not many people on this floor. What was mo Xiao afraid of?
So she went over directly and patted Mo Xiaoyi on his shoulder. When Ji Mo Xiaoyi was scared, he jumped up. Looking back to see bao'er, Mo Xiao also stared at her, and then took her to the bathroom.
Bao'er silently looked around the bathroom and didn't understand why Mo Xiao pulled her here. Can it be said that the taste here is more fragrant than that outside?
"What are you doing? Guilty?" bao'er blinked his eyes and asked Mo Xiaoyi solemnly.
Hearing the speech, Mo Xiao also turned around, ran to the washstand, turned on the faucet, picked up the water and threw himself on his face. He threw himself hard for a few times before he stopped. Looking at himself in the mirror, he opened his mouth and smiled ferociously.
At this time, she turned around, looked at bao'er gloomily, and said in an absolutely serious tone, "yes, I'm guilty. I sneaked out to play. I'm afraid my brother will come in and bombard me."
When Mo Xiao also said this, he subconsciously looked at the door of the bathroom. When he saw that there was really no one outside, he relaxed a little.
Bao'er doesn't understand. What's the matter with this look? It seems that someone is driving behind her ass. when did Mo Xiao she knew become like this? Seriously puzzled!
There are only two people in the bathroom. They look at each other. You look at me and I look at you. Finally, Mo Xiao is still defeated by bao'er's relatively calm vision and looks sad.
"You haven't said it yet!" bao'er kindly reminded. Pull her here. Naturally, there is something to say. Otherwise, why should Mo Xiao do this!
They have lived in the same dormitory for more than three years. They know each other better, but not all. For example, there is little talk about the family situation, but they all know each other very well about their respective personalities, interests and hobbies.
For more than three years, bao'er knows that Mo Xiao is also a bold sister with no time on the surface and no inner scum. It's rare to see her eat like this. Therefore, bao'er feels that it's fun to let Mo Xiao, who has always worked for the tiger in the school, lower his head.
Mo Xiao also looked at bao'er with tears and rushed up directly.
"Oh, oh, I'm dying. Let's change! You go to my brother and I'll talk to my brother. How about it?"
Bao'er's eyes lit up when he heard the speech. Talk about brother? Sounds like you know each other! But as for what Mo Xiao also said, her promise is useless. The problem is to talk about Jing Mo's promise. But it's impossible to ask him to promise, otherwise she would have rolled back to Liang Qingqing.
"Does your brother agree?" Boa asked the most practical question, and then returned the question directly to Mo Xiaoyi.