Mr. Dior

CHAPTER 35: (8)

President Jiao has been delayed a lot of work time these days by Zhang Dazheng. Fortunately, everything is working as usual. After all, under Jiaoqi's strict requirements, the entire company's operating mechanism is very perfect. When the president is away, there are four vice presidents who can share the work.

Of course, there are still many matters outside the deputy general authority's authority that Jiao Qi must handle in person. Just entered the president's office and saw a pile of documents waiting in line to be signed.

Jiao Qi sat down, while browsing the documents to be signed quickly, while listening to Yu Yuan's report.

"A plantain broadcasted a live broadcast. A child gave a reward of 100,000 yuan to the anchor. The parents called the police. Someone bought a draft on the social network to say this. The Legal Department asked you whether to return it directly or follow the process."

"According to the process," Jiao Qi didn't frown, quickly approved eight financial statements, and pulled out the one that returned 100,000 yuan, which was not approved. "Go to check who bought the draft."

Yu Yuan catches the list, puts two "failed" chapters next to it, puts them in the folder, and goes on to say the next thing: "Bajia video, the copyright purchase list proposed last month includes the rice country BBQ Three TV series from the TV station. The other party sent an email over the weekend saying that they sent representatives to talk to us about cooperation. In the morning, they confirmed by phone that the people over there were already on their way. "

Jiao Qi paused with his pen, and he saw the email in the car in the morning. When I made the purchase before, the response there was not very positive, and the email exchange to talk about the contract toss for two weeks has not been concluded. Someone may come here to take the opportunity to recommend more dramas for Basho to buy, but so anxious to say go, it is very different from the way of doing things before BBQ.

"Say who to send?" There must be monsters when things go wrong.

"It's a high-level executive who specializes in overseas copyright promotion. He didn't mention his first name. His last name was Flores. I checked and the owner of this TV station was also called Flores."

Old Flores, as a media tycoon in the United States, could not come out to do copyright promotion by himself, probably his nephew. The other party said on the phone that they could arrive tomorrow morning, because time was tight, they wanted to talk about business while having lunch, and expressed their appreciation for Chinese cuisine.

When the guests said they wanted to eat, they couldn't help but eat. The nephew of the old Flores, Jiao Qi had to come forward in person.

"You can arrange it and find a Chinese restaurant. Ask the Legal Department to rush out a draft contract today and give it to me before work." For such a sudden visitor, Jiao Xi doesn't like it very much and it will disturb him Work plan. But the visitor is a guest, and they can't really leave people behind.

"Okay." Yu Yuan responded with a smile, and he was best at finding food.

After a busy afternoon, I finally settled everything I had to deal with. At work, Jiao Qi closed the computer and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.

The brain sounded a message prompt.

[Zhang Dazhen: Come down. 】

The legal department stepped out of work and printed out the draft contract to the president. For fear of being scolded, a little girl was sent to send it.

"President, Manager Zhao asked me to send someone ... ah, no, send the contract." The girl trembled and handed the contract with both hands.