C404 Demonstrate Strength

Du Lingwei lightly rubbed her temples. "Interesting." Her eyes swept over Ann Qianxi. "I'll consider your suggestion."

Ann Qianxi smiled. Her heart was filled with the joy of revenge as she looked at Ye Yuni. She wanted to see the defeat, loss, and humiliation on her face that was like an indestructible steel cast face. It was as if he had just trampled over Zhu Zhu's dreams, and all the expressions on her face were the same.

However, Ye Yuni didn't. She was still like an impenetrable metal statue, impervious to water and fire. Her brows were lowered as she walked along the table, not moving at all. There was only a look of pity and empathy on her face.

Ou Ney's face was also full of this high and mighty expression of pity.

However, in the next second, Du Lingwei's words made Ann Qianxi feel like she was a acrobat hanging in the air on a steel wire. She did not hear the thunderous applause that she had been waiting for and thus missed her step in the silence that followed.

"But you are?" Du Lingwei looked at Ann Qianxi with a puzzled expression.

"I, I am... Ou Ney's assistant. " Ann Qianxi's gaze swept over Ye Yuni's face, panicking a little.

"Oh, then you won't need to attend meetings of this level in the future. The other assistants will be the same as well. In the future, the meetings that I will preside over will end with the positions of director and department executives."

Du Lingwei gave a faint smile. You could interpret her expression in a hundred ways, just like how a high level public relations expert's mask can move with ease and tightness, unable to reveal her true emotions.

The hot sensation of revenge immediately turned into a wet humiliation that covered her face, as if Ann Qianxi herself was peeing on her own face with an extremely stinky urine.

We need to understand the rapid pace of the information age, Li Guoqing and Yu Yu's big move to a new marketing model for the Internet, and Jobs directly threw out the iPhone to ignite the flames of the online age. This means that the traditional paper industry must rapidly reverse to the field of electronic goods, while also vigorously developing electronic comics, electronic novels, and continuous optimization of the web serial models. Our magazines need not only to shoot models, but also write novels, and formally shoot novels into TV shows, movies, and formally enter the entertainment industry to maintain our permanent interest chain. "

Du Lingwei leaned back in her chair. "I hope no one will interrupt my next speech and take notes seriously."

Ann Qianxi had forgotten how long the meeting had been going on, but it was coming to an end in her confused thoughts. She was not in the mood to listen to what the meeting had to say, and the air seemed to be filled with cold laughter and sighs.

The billowing clouds outside the window seemed to have been blown apart by the wind, and the rain had stopped. The red sun, which had been hot, reflected on the high blue conference windows, reflected an icy blue ellipse, looking desolate and defeated.

Her hearing faded into an icy blue mist, Du Lingwei maintained her elegant posture as she sat in the chair. The others lowered their heads and wrote down various memos on their notebooks, as if they were signing a death agreement or writing malicious words in their notebooks.

The tiny rustling sounds of their pens and papers disappeared into the cold autumn wind like dead leaves. Ann Qianxi watched them as they sat there, taking notes. She was really jealous.

At that moment, whether it was Du Lingwei, the new chairman in charge, or Ou Ney, Ye Yuni, or Deng Yujin, the expressions on their faces were exactly the same. It was a smile that was not a smile.

Only now did Ann Qianxi realize that when a person's expression could read countless emotions, he had truly reached the side of the clouds.

Ann Qianxi had always thought that she was smart enough to grimace at them, but in reality, they were already standing on top of a towering iceberg, expressionlessly waving goodbye as they faced Ann Qianxi, who was dancing happily down the mountain.

Ann Qianxi could not truly understand their world on the clouds.

But that was not the saddest thing. The saddest thing was that Ann Qianxi did not know, and they always knew.

Toward the end of the meeting, Du Lingwei took out a new issue of fashion magazines. She opened them and placed them on the table, resting her palms on the covers. "The last issue was exactly nine days after it went on sale. I want to know why."

"That's because..." Ou Ney was about to say something, but was interrupted by Du Lingwei, "I don't care. I only care that it embarrasses our advertisers, because the timing of advertising by advertisers is carefully calculated, and if the market goes on one day in the evening, it will cause delays in the progress of advertising by advertisers, and at the same time, their economic benefits will be reduced accordingly. "

Du Lingwei glanced at Ou Ney, "So, in the next issue, in Ou Ney's' Editorial Column ', write an apology to all advertisers and send it to their email at the same time."

"The last episode was filmed a few days after the top A-list celebrities were released. Although it was late, it caused a large number of readers to be unable to meet their demand. When it went on the market, the same period of time saw the magazine's sales rush to nullify. Isn't that pretty good too?"

Ou Ney's gaze was like mercury, flashing with a cold and unfathomable radiance.

"Write an apologetic letter," Du Lingwei smiled at Ou Ney and said, "Cc."

Ou Ney finally lowered his head and wrote down the schedule in his notebook.

"If suddenly writing apologetic letters to all advertisers actually reminds us of our mistakes at work, we just need to not do it again." Ye Yuni looked at Ou Ney, who had his head lowered as he wrote down the record.

And you, Ye Yuni, "Du Lingwei stood up lightly," As the director of the Finance Department, you should know how much the sales of magazines can be sold because of the sponsorship of these big-name advertisers, and all the advertisers are the god of your Finance Department. So, every night at the magazine market, you should apologize to all the advertisers for one hour a day.

Du Lingwei smiled as if her mouth was filled with poison. Ye Yuni remained silent for a moment before she finally nodded.

"Also, from today onwards, Ou Ney will be the department editor of Fashion magazine. I'm only the chairman of the company, so …"