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Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Ling Ling, and spoke sincerely: "Ling Ling, the reason why I want to investigate this matter, is not to investigate to find out who it is. I just think the company spirit should be rectified, we are a large company, this kind of spirit in the company won't work. If the company wants to run away, then we have to put in the effort to make it work together. Otherwise, the company will run out of steam sooner or later. "

Although Nanfeng Haozhe did not say it explicitly, he actually knew everything. Ling Ling knew that this kind of concealment was wrong.

When Yun Che, who was far away from the neighboring city saw the message on the newspaper, she immediately called Han Yao. Han Yao's phone could not be reached, but Yun Yun went to look for Nanfeng Group's phone.

"May I ask if your Chief Executive Officer of Southwind is here?"

"Excuse me, may I ask who you are? Do you have an appointment?"

When Yun Yun heard the official voice of the secretary, she immediately got angry and shouted directly into the phone, "Are you her secretary? Tell him, I'm Han Yao's friend and my name is Yun. Tell him to call me back immediately, and that's fine as well. Otherwise, I will personally come to Nanfeng Group to ask him for the person. "

After Yun Yun finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a huff.

This agreement was a fatal stain on Han Yao's career. From now on, who would still dare to recruit Han Yao?

A designer doesn't even have credit?

Who could guarantee that someone would like her work?

Based on Han Yao's personality, unless she had no other choice but to suffer from some kind of difficult situation, then she would ruin her own future. Thus, Yun Che determined that Han Yao must have met with some sort of accident.

Or Nanfeng Haozhe forced Han Yao to sign the contract.

Being unreasonably scolded by Yun Che, she absentmindedly walked to Nanfeng Haozhe's office and reported the call back to him.

Nanfeng Haozhe recited the name Yun twice before he finally remembered.

He was Han Yao's friend, that unconventional little girl.

In this world, other than Han Yao, only this little girl dared to speak to her like that, right? However, Nanfeng Haozhe only pursed his lips, telling Ling Ling to ignore him in the future.

… ….

In the next few days, Han Yao stayed at home, planning her escape.

Nanfeng Haozhe settled the matter of the plagiarism, and left the investigation to others. Although the matter of the plagiarism had been resolved, had signed a contract between the ten great department stores and Nanfeng Group. Although he did not go against the law, Han Yao's own reputation had been tarnished. The clothes she designed also affected the sales in the top ten stores.

Therefore, in the past few days, in order to sell his achievements, Nanfeng Haozhe had socialized a lot.

However, even if they were to have a social meetup, the amount of sales that should have dropped was still falling.

"CEO, sales this month have not been very good. Although it has only been five days this month, it has really dropped a lot compared to last month. "

After Ling Ling finished speaking, her expression became even more unsightly.

"Have the Marketing people work overtime tonight, and have them come up with a plan for me."

"This …" Ling Ling wanted to say that Marketing had already worked overtime two nights in a row, and that he had worked all night last night. If they were to work overtime, they might not be able to take it.

"Go and call the manager of Marketing over."

"Alright."

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at the coffee on the table irritably, and did not have the slightest interest to drink at all.

The air conditioner in the room was a little high, so even though Nanfeng Haozhe was wearing a shirt, he was unable to sit still. Was it because his anger was too great, or was it because of something?

Nanfeng Haozhe turned down the temperature of the air conditioner, making it slightly more comfortable.

"CEO, Manager Fan is here."

"Come in."

Ling Ling led the manager of the Marketing into his office, then turned and walked out. Nanfeng Haozhe looked at the new young lad from Marketing and thought of Zheng Nanjun.

"You have been in the company for almost a month. Your sales results are not very good this time. I want to hear your opinion. What do you think?"

Fan Gao took a glance at Nanfeng Haozhe, and after confirming that Nanfeng Haozhe wanted him to speak, he sat in the seat opposite of Nanfeng Haozhe and slowly spoke, "CEO, I won't hide it from you that all of Marketing's colleagues have been exhausted after working overtime for the past two days. "Actually, working overtime like this won't bring any benefits. If the CEO doesn't look for me today, I will also look for the CEO."

"You're looking for me. Do you want me to stop you guys from working overtime?"

"Yes."

The young man was rather confident.

Nanfeng Haozhe thought that he was just a newcomer who didn't know his own temper, hence he dared to say anything. But, after a long time, Nanfeng Haozhe finally knew that the person he recruited was a man, and he truly had nothing to say.

Fan Gao and that old cunning fox Zheng Nanjun were two completely different people.

"It's not impossible to not work overtime. It's just that I need you to give me a way to improve my sales. "

Actually, Nanfeng Haozhe was also an efficient person. He only wanted the employees to work overtime, he did not really want to squeeze the workers. However, the recent sales performance was too poor, so he had to put a bit of pressure on everyone.

Fan Gao looked at Nanfeng Haozhe, then opened the folder in his hands and gave it to Nanfeng Haozhe to look at.

Lad, there's a lot of writing on this new plan.

"All in all, you're trying to get us to produce something new."

"Yes, CEO."

Nanfeng Haozhe placed the documents on the table, then picked up the spoon and gently stirred the cup on the table, looking at the ceiling, he thought for a moment and said: If we cannot sell the old one, and there are new ones, then how do we sell the old one?

"CEO, I know what you mean. My solution is to say how to sell the old new phase of the bundle. Now many places are selling in bundles, we can try on clothes. "What's more, we are still unable to get our company's designers to produce this new product."

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at the young lad in front of him, and felt that his words were more suspenseful than ever. understood the selling by bundling, but there were also some risks.

Can the new guarantee a welcome if the old are unpopular?

"We don't need the company's designers. Are we letting you design it?"

The young man burst into laughter.

"I'm from the Chief Executive Officer of Southwind, and I'm in charge of sales. Naturally, I can't do the work of a designer. Actually, we didn't sell our old stuff well before, not because our clothes weren't good. Before, it was because of the plagiarism incident. After the plagiarism incident was resolved, the designer was also questioned. That's why, my suggestion is to let Han Yao's designer to add new designs! "

So, what this young lad wanted was for Han Yao to come up with a new design.

"Han Yao was already in a dispute. Since you asked her to produce a new product, do you think that the new product will not be questioned?"

"I understand what the president means. So, my idea is that Han Yao's designer will come out with two sets of new products, one of which will be under my name. For the other set, you have to sign the name of the designer in our company. Consumers will naturally be selective in buying one of these series. Which series is more popular, we can produce more, plus bundle sales. "

After the young man said this, he could not help but add, "Of course, this method is unfair to designer Han. But, since designer Han is a contract employee of our company, then the company has the right to do so. "