Metropolis: I was forced to be the villain

"avoid?"

Jiang Yanchen deliberately pretended not to understand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Avoid what?"

"Are you pretending to be with me?" Huan Bing pursed her red lips slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on her pretty face, and said: "The last time in the study, the two of you made a lot of noise. We chatted in the hall. Playing cards, Rongrong wanted to charge up several times!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yanchen raised his hand to touch his nose in embarrassment, and coughed dryly, "Isn't this because of Tang Zhuang's affairs recently, Zhiwei has been busy before and after, and I always want to reward you, don't you think?"

Immediately, Huan Bing waved his right hand, tilted his body slightly, propped his face sideways with his left hand, and said slowly: "I didn't say I couldn't give rewards or anything, I just asked casually, Zhiwei is really tired recently."

"It's you, take it easy, because of the commotion in the study last time, Rongrong ran away several times!"

"I know." Jiang Yanchen put the laptop back on the table, and continued: "I may go out to do some errands in these two days, and I will leave it to you at home."

"Is it dangerous?"

Huan Bing didn't agree immediately, but sat up straight and asked with a straight face.

Facing Huan Bing's concern, Jiang Yanchen just shook his head slightly and said, "There should be no danger, don't worry!"

Hearing this, Huan Bing nodded slightly, leaned back lazily, and said softly: "I have something to tell me, don't carry it alone, you have to remember, I am your woman ,Always will be!"

Suddenly such affectionate words made Jiang Yanchen startled. He looked at Huan Bing tenderly, and after a long silence, he managed to utter a few words: "It's good to have you!"

In this regard, Huan Bing raised the corners of his mouth, smiled pleasantly, rubbed his feet against Jiang Yanchen's waist, and replaced words with actions.

Ning Ningshuang came down from upstairs and asked as she walked, "Where are Rongrong and Mu Yan? Why didn't you look at them?"

Huan Bing raised his head from the sofa, and replied: "Mu Yan school has classes, Rong Rong has returned to Murong Villa."

"By the way, I have to go back later, Zhuquetang has something to deal with." Ningshuang walked to the sofa and sat down, and said to Huanbing and Jiang Yanchen.

"Okay, let Xiaobai take you back." Jiang Yanchen nodded slightly, staring at the computer screen lost in thought.

At this time, Huan Bing suddenly said: "Shuang'er, I haven't been to your club yet, I will accompany you back today."

"Okay, I dare not say anything else, there is still a place to sleep." Leng Ningshuang said with a smile.

The sales curve of the new mask has been rising, and the sales volume exceeded 150 million in just one hour.

And this crazy growth data is naturally known to the directors of Tangzhuang Company who have been paying attention to this matter.

Xu Cong, who was trimming potted plants at home, was also informed of this by the secretary.

The moment Xu Cong heard about this for the first time, he thought he had heard it wrong. With a flick of the scissors in his hand, a branch that should not have been cut off was destroyed like this, making the potted plant look awkward, even ugly. .

"Chairman, Tianwei Company has been cooperating with Tang Zhuang for a long time. The new mask they put on the shelves this time was developed by Director Jiang." Secretary Xiao Wu bent slightly, stood a few steps behind Xu Cong, and said respectfully.

Xu Cong stopped what he was doing, put the scissors aside, and turned around slowly, while Xiao Wu also stepped forward, lowering his head and handing over the folder in his hand.

After taking the folder, Xu Zong looked seriously at the data and graphic curves recorded on the A4 paper, his face gradually darkened, he sighed heavily, and closed the folder violently, saying in extreme displeasure : "What the hell is going on? How can a mask sell so many in such a short period of time?"

Facing Xu Cong who was a little angry at the moment, secretary Xiao Wu suddenly fell silent, lowered his head, and bowed slightly, "Chairman, this mask is more than ten times more effective than the best mask on the market before, and There are no side effects, and the effect is visible to the naked eye."

"Coupled with the operation and management of Song Zhiwei, the female president of Tianwei Company, the first batch of facial masks on the shelves of major platforms were swept away in an instant, and there was even a situation where the supply was in short supply."

After saying this, Xiao Wu also picked up the laptop on the side table, pointed to the text and pictures on the computer screen and said: "These are the praise and picture sharing after buying the new mask."

"Wow! What kind of miraculous mask is this? I didn't believe it at first. I tried to buy a box. After only 5 minutes of applying it, I felt that the acne pits on my face disappeared, and my skin became tender and smooth. I thought I was hallucinating, but when I came to my senses and wanted to buy more, I found out that they were sold out, and I really regret not buying more!"

"This is by far the best mask I've ever used, bar none!"

"This mask works well, and it's not as expensive as other masks on the market. It's just a treasure!"

"I hope manufacturers can produce more, I want to buy twenty boxes!"

"This mask is great. Originally, my girlfriend didn't really want to agree to get married. I gave her ten new masks, and she actually agreed to me. Thank you so much!"

"New mask, YYDS, Tianwei, Tangzhuang YYDS!"

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Seeing these comments, Xu Zong's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, how could he accept it?
When Jiang Yanchen broke into the board of directors, Xu Cong was very upset. In addition, the shares held by Jiang Yanchen belonged to his son Xu Mengchuan, which made Xu Cong even more uncomfortable.

His purpose was naturally not to want Jiang Yanchen to enter Tangzhuang, just at that time, Jiang Yanchen decided to break the sales record of Tangzhuang with a product within a week.

In Xu Cong's view, this is impossible. Even Tang Zhuang himself can't break the previous sales record with a new product within a week.

Therefore, Xu Cong planned to make Jiang Yanchen a clown at that time. If the promise he made was not fulfilled, then Xu Cong would not need to speak, and the other directors would not tolerate Jiang Yanchen.

Originally, this kind of thinking was taken for granted by anyone, because the sales record of Tangzhuang Company was too difficult to break, almost impossible.

And within a week, in such a short period of time, it is absolutely impossible, but now the real market reaction and data have made Xu Zong feel regretful.

"How did he do it? It's simply impossible!" Xu Zong sat down on the sofa, shook his head, and muttered to himself, with an expression of great disbelief.

At the same time, Chen Li also received the document. After reading it, his expression and reaction were exactly the same as Xu Cong's. He squinted his eyes and looked at the good reviews and reminders. He frowned deeply and sighed: "This mask What's so weird about being able to create a situation where supply exceeds demand in an hour?"