After experiencing the "crisis" incident at the magazine, Sui Xinlei found that her colleagues seemed to work harder than before, and everyone seemed to cherish their job more.

Looking through the blinds at her busy colleagues outside, Sui Xinlei's lips raised a hint of relief. This ending was something she had not expected, but it was the best, at least for Sister Lina and the others.

Let’s talk.

"I'm so tired. This time the magazine depends entirely on you."

Sui Xinlei turned around and saw He Zhaohua standing with her. He looked at her with gratitude. He was the only one in the entire magazine who knew that it was Sui Xinlei who "saved" the magazine. As for what method he used to make Song Chenyang change his mind, he also

I really don't know. He doesn't have the heart to investigate in detail. As long as the magazine is fine, everything will be fine. Now he has to focus on more important things.

"Xinlei, the news just came from the marketing department. The sales volume of the exclusive interview magazine our magazine produced for Song Chenyang has exceeded millions, and it has become the top of the major book sales rankings. It has not been on the market for many years.

Weekly, it has been firmly at the top of the list. Many stores are out of stock, and the printing factory is working overtime. It seems that it will be busy again for a while."

His little eyes have narrowed to a slit, "This battle was really beautiful!"

It is indeed beautiful. The success of the exclusive interview case is a win-win situation. In addition to giving Hongbo a reputation, it also makes "ture story" one of the top five in the domestic media industry. From being unknown to being a household name today, its future

Advertisers and sponsors are coming in droves. This is undoubtedly a qualitative leap. The future of ture story can be said to be bright. A successful case is like a golden business card for a company. In the past, it took the initiative to seek cooperation.

Partners, then as long as you sit here, partners will come to you.

Could He Zhaohua be in a bad mood?

"Xinlei, in order to express my and True Story's gratitude to you, this is an unlimited card. All the expenses incurred for your annual vacation trip this time will be borne by the magazine. Just relax and enjoy this annual vacation.

Take a break from the trip.”

Sui Xinlei was quite surprised by He Zhaohua's generosity. In addition to the benefits for himself, every employee of True Story was either given a salary increase or a promotion. The sense of reward was obvious.

Sui Xinlei did not refuse. After all, this annual vacation trip had been put on hold for a long time and was what she was looking forward to. She really wanted to relax.

"Thank you, boss." Sui Xinlei raised the unlimited card given by He Zhaohua in her hand and walked outside.

As soon as Sui Xinlei stepped out of the office door, He Zhaohua's voice came from behind:

"Wait a minute, Xinlei."

Turning around suspiciously, Sui Xinlei looked at the man across from her: "Hongbo is holding a cocktail party tonight. Are you going to go with me?"

The reception was held in a private club, and it was very grand. All the people invited were famous and prominent figures in Yucheng:

People from the financial industry, real estate industry, hotel industry, media communication industry, and even leaders of aa government departments and some foreign companies were invited.

Song Chenyang really put in a lot of effort this time. On the surface, it was in the name of "wine tasting", but in fact, it was to build a network of contacts in the domestic market for his business kingdom, and to pave the way for the government to attract foreign investment.

, build a bridge.

Sui Xinlei didn't know how much commercial value this wine would bring. She was not interested in guessing, but she was very interested in one thing: the wine here tasted very good. The mellow taste of the wine was much better than the smell of copper. I heard that

These wines are also the private collection of the owner of this club.

Sui Xinlei's knowledge of wine is far from professional, but she does know a little bit about it. Every bottle of wine here is top-quality, and every bottle has been stored in the wine cellar for decades. There is no doubt that every bottle here is of the highest quality.

The value of wine is amazing.

Another thing Sui Xinlei also knows is that the older the wine is, the richer the mellow aroma will be, and the taste will naturally be better. When tasting wine, you need to taste it slowly and not too hastily. Just like a Chinese saying, "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

".Only when you slow down can you taste the mellow aroma of the wine, find the joy on the tip of your tongue, feel the beating of your taste buds, and even smell the aroma of the pine barrel that contains the wine bottle.

Sui Xinlei closed her eyes, feeling the aftertaste of the wine, and couldn't help but lick her uvula, as if her lips and teeth were still stained with cool liquid.

With a slight smile on her face and a satisfied smile on her face, Sui Xinlei was immersed in her own world, unaware that there was a pair of eyes in the crowd staring at her for a long time.

A traceless light flashed deep in the amber pupils. Song Chenyang was still chatting and laughing with the president of a certain bank. He raised his wine glass. Under the overlapping of light and shadow, there was the crisp sound of transparent wine glasses colliding, as well as the representative businessman's smile.

Voice.

Really bored, Sui Xinlei stood in the corner, shaking the wine glass in her hand. The red liquid in the glass rippled due to her movements. Sui Xinlei looked at the crowd in the hall boredly. He Zhaohua was talking to a slightly pudgy man.

, the man in the black suit was chatting happily, and the place where his eyes glanced was almost the same picture. Sui Xinlei couldn't help but sigh: under such a glorious glass, the words in the toast are all benefits, and the important ones are all benefits.

.

As he retracted his eyes, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Song Chenyang standing in the middle of the hall, surrounded by four or five men.

Song Chenyang stood in the middle of those men, and the light from the huge crystal lamp made him look like he stood out from the crowd.

A black suit perfectly displayed his tall figure. He held a transparent wine glass in one hand and put the other hand in the pocket of his trousers. His thin lip line raised a beautiful arc. Sometimes he looked sideways and smiled, listening, and sometimes moved.

He spoke with a few clicks of his lips.

From Sui Xinlei's perspective, the lights in the room were too bright. The light blurred her eyes and made her dazed. Her eyes couldn't help but stay on Song Chenyang.

Suddenly, Song Chenyang turned his head, and Sui Xinlei's eyes bumped into his, and also hit the deepest part of the bottomless pool of eyes. It was really embarrassing, like someone was caught spying on others, some

Embarrassed, Sui Xinlei was a little depressed and a little guilty.
Chapter completed!