Princess Syndrome - Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Drawing a Pie

Su Lingyue was also stunned for a few seconds when she saw the waiter bringing in the three glasses of wine, then she looked at Ji Zhiyi. Her expression was indifferent and her eyes were fixed on the wine in front of her. She said politely to Yang Zhizhi: "Miss Yang, please."

What did she mean by this?

Although Su Lingyue wasn't too willing to overthink, there was only one thought in her mind.

Was Ji Zhiyi trying to get justice for her?

That shouldn't be the case.

Why would she do that?

Although Su Lingyue hadn't figured out the reason, her depressed mood from the last two days had improved a lot. She took a sip of warm water, and saw that Yang Zhizhi still had a smile on her face. Her assistant wanted to help, but Yang Zhizhi gave her a look, and her assistant retracted her hand.

Yang Zhizhi was very generous: "I should try it."

This Ji Zhiyi, she had too many tricks up her sleeve. In the future, she definitely had to be more careful when dealing with her.

Under the circumstances, the company and Zhou Yan had put her in a position where she had no choice but to work with Ji Zhiyi. Yang Zhizhi gritted her teeth, and picked up her glass and drank all three glasses of wine.

Her alcohol tolerance wasn't bad. When she first debuted, the company had given them special training for their alcohol tolerance. Although it was strong liquor, three glasses were not a problem. Yang Zhizhi finished them swiftly. Ji Zhiyi also took the initiative to pick up the red wine bottle in front of her, poured herself a glass of red wine, made a toast to Yang Zhizhi, and drank it all.

Yang Zhizhi’s expression relaxed a lot.

It was said that she was a fox.

She really knew how to deal with people.

She would slap you once and then give you a treat.

This treat felt especially sweet now.

Yang Zhizhi took the step Ji Zhiyi offered her. Her assistant also breathed a sigh of relief. This meal was very pleasant, but when they were about to finish talking about the cooperation, Ji Zhiyi dropped a bomb.

Yang Zhizhi suspected that she had drunk too much and was stunned, she subconsciously asked: "With Miss Lin?"

Ji Zhiyi nodded: "Yes, Lin Fei."

Yang Zhizhi snapped back to reality.

Cooperate with Lin Fei?

What did she mean?

When she debuted, Lin Fei was very popular. After she had become popular, Lin Fei had temporarily retired due to an illness. The two of them had never interacted before, let alone cooperated. Now, Ji Zhiyi was suggesting that she hire two spokespersons.

Her and Lin Fei.

Although she knew it wasn't realistic to just have Ji Zhiyi pay for all those endorsement fees, she had even considered paying for part of it herself in order to not cooperate with Su Qi. However, she had never expected Ji Zhiyi to actually have her cooperate with Lin Fei?

Two people who had never interacted in their work, how could they cooperate?

Yang Zhizhi said, "President Ji, I..."

Ji Zhiyi said: "Miss Yang, what is your impression of Yilin?"

Yang Zhizhi looked at her and said: "Fast."

It seemed that no brand could have a development speed like Yilin. It was unbelievably fast. From the moment the brand Yilin appeared, it was like a meteor, it broke into the shoe market at the fastest speed, quickly occupying a place. In terms of quality, it wasn’t bad. In terms of style, it wasn’t bad either. With everything being good, only the development speed was truly astonishing.

So, Yang Zhizhi's first reaction was, fast.

Ji Zhiyi nodded: "That's right, Yilin is fast, but its shortcomings are also very obvious."

It was developing fast, but its foundation wasn’t that strong. It had a place in the market, but it had not yet become something that everyone was talking about. Before the new year, when she had gone to several malls in the first-tier districts, Yilin's sales were always in the top three, but those customers hadn't come to the store specifically for Yilin, they were attracted after seeing Yilin’s shoes in the mall, and that was how they chose to buy them.

She was now slowing down the development speed of Yilin in order to build a strong foundation. Aggressive in the early stages, then a period of settling in the middle, and stability in the later stages. Now they needed to generate popularity, spread the word, and strive to let everyone online know about Yilin.

That was her ultimate goal in her battle against Su Qi.

Yang Zhizhi said: "President Ji, are you saying that Miss Lin and I can help you eliminate these shortcomings?"

Ji Zhiyi said, "What I mean is, I want both of us to have a win-win situation."

Yang Zhizhi didn’t understand. She looked at her.

Ji Zhiyi explained: "In your current endorsements, which one do you think is the most special?"

Yang Zhizhi thought back. She had taken very few endorsements. Perfume, cosmetics, and clothes, she had touched on them all. If she were to talk about what was the most special, each one was different to her. Ji Zhiyi, seeing her expression, added: "Do the brands also think that you’re the most special?"

That one sentence made Yang Zhizhi pause.

She looked at Ji Zhiyi.

She didn’t say anything.

How could the brands feel that she was special? Among so many artists that they have cooperated with, she was just one of them. Of course, the benefits that every artist brought were different, but she didn't dare say that she was special to the brands because of her benefits.

Ji Zhiyi was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Yilin can."

Her tone was firm, and her expression was confident: "Yilin can guarantee the uniqueness of Miss Yang and Miss Lin."

Yang Zhizhi said: "How can President Ji guarantee that?"

Ji Zhiyi said: "Yilin will have a new product in the fall that is rare in the current market. With Yilin's product quality, and the popularity of the two of you, and your first cooperation, it will definitely attract attention. Miss Yang also knows that currently Yilin is in talks with Baoshun, and at the same time, we have booked a space for the Arno Fall Exhibition. If the exhibition goes smoothly, Yilin will officially connect with the French market. I hope that the two of you can wear Yilin's shoes and step onto the international stage."

Su Lingyue held her glass.

The pie she was painting was even bigger than the pie that her teacher had drawn in school!

She was speechless. She looked at Ji Zhiyi.

Was it all based on that design by Xie Lan?

That design wasn't bad, but...

Yang Zhizhi also seemed to be shocked, she was staring blankly at Ji Zhiyi.

Ji Zhiyi was very patient. Su Lingyue had noticed that she always negotiated like this. Even if there was no chance of winning, her firm attitude was able to fool people. Sure enough, Yang Zhizhi didn’t reject her immediately, and said that she needed to think it over.

Ji Zhiyi remained calm, and ate her meal as if nothing had happened, giving Su Lingyue the feeling that.

If Yang Zhizhi missed this opportunity, then she wouldn’t get another one.

Leading a brand to the international stage, was equivalent to standing at the forefront of that brand. After that, no matter how many spokespersons the brand signed, they wouldn’t be able to shake her position. That was why Ji Zhiyi had spoken about uniqueness.

This was alluring enough for an artist.

If the brand became popular, then she could take advantage of this momentum and fly even higher. Even if she couldn't fly, given Yilin's current development, it was not impossible for it to dominate the market in China.

The conditions were truly tempting.

But now, Ji Zhiyi was going to add a condition to this temptation.

The condition was Lin Fei.

For her to cooperate with Lin Fei.

This was a headache. Yang Zhizhi wouldn't make a decision on her own. She said: "President Ji, your conditions are very good, but I also need to discuss it with my manager."

Ji Zhiyi nodded: "Of course."

After she spoke, her phone rang. Ji Zhiyi looked at the screen, it was her younger sister.

She hung up, and thought that she would call back later.

Ji Zhiyi's younger sister called again. Ji Zhiyi said: "Sorry, I need to take this call."

Yang Zhizhi smiled and nodded.

Ji Zhiyi took her phone and went to the side. Her assistant worriedly looked at Yang Zhizhi: "Zhizhi, are you okay? Did you drink too much?"

Yang Zhizhi said: "I didn’t."

Her tone was very clear. Her assistant relaxed, but she quickly became worried again: "Does President Ji really want to cooperate with you?"

Su Lingyue: ...

She was still here.

Why were they acting like she didn't exist?

Weren't they afraid that she would complain to Ji Zhiyi?

Although she wouldn't.

Yang Zhizhi also glanced at Su Lingyue, and after being silent for a few seconds, she poured a glass of wine, and also poured one for Su Lingyue. She said: "Assistant Su, I apologize for any past offenses, please forgive me."

What was this?

Did she have a guilty conscience?

Or, was it because Ji Zhiyi had gotten justice for her, and Yang Zhizhi had started seeing her as a person?

Yang Zhizhi didn't actually have a guilty conscience. It was just that those three glasses of wine had alerted her. No matter what, Su Lingyue was now Ji Zhiyi's assistant. Slapping her face was equal to slapping Ji Zhiyi’s face.

So, Ji Zhiyi had used those three glasses of wine to teach her a lesson.

Su Lingyue looked at the glass that she was passing her. She was silent for a few seconds and then accepted it, and said some flowery words: "It's me who had been blind to your strengths. I offended you many times, Miss Yang. I’ll drink to you."

She tilted her head and drank it all, emptying the glass. Her face immediately became flushed. Her eyes sparkled, and the lights reflected on her pupils, making them gleam. Yang Zhizhi took another look at her and also emptied her glass.

Su Lingyue thought, the taste was pretty good. She habitually filled up Yang Zhizhi’s glass again.

Yang Zhizhi looked at the glass in front of her.

What did she mean?

Was she dissatisfied?

Did she want to have another glass?

Without another word, she drank another glass, and when she saw that she had finished, Su Lingyue widened her eyes, thought for a few seconds, and also finished a glass.

When Ji Zhiyi came back, both of their faces were flushed, but they didn't seem drunk at all. When Ji Zhiyi saw that the bottle of red wine was almost finished, she asked Yang Zhizhi: "Would you like more?"

Yang Zhizhi said: "No thank you, President Ji." She said: "I still have to go back to the company."

It was about the endorsement. Ji Zhiyi said: "I'll have the driver send you."

Yang Zhizhi said: "My assistant didn't drink."

The assistant busily said: "Then President Ji, Assistant Su, Zhizhi and I will be going first."

The meal was over. Ji Zhiyi also got up with Su Lingyue. She and Yang Zhizhi separated at the door. The driver was coming over. Su Lingyue was looking at Yang Zhizhi's back as she was leaving. She asked, curiously: "President Ji, do you think Miss Yang will agree?"

Ji Zhiyi said: "She should."

Su Lingyue retorted: "Based on all those pies you painted?"

Ji Zhiyi tilted her head to look at her, and chuckled: "Isn't it normal to paint a pie when talking about business?"

Did she expect her to send Yilin's finances to Yang Zhizhi and explain the development plan?

Su Lingyue said: "It's normal, it's just that don't you think your pie is too big?"

Ji Zhiyi’s tone was slow: "Maybe I just like to paint big pies."

Su Lingyue said: "Then why don't you paint a pie for me too?"

Ji Zhiyi looked at her seriously. Su Lingyue was standing under the light, and the crystal lights at the door reflected on her pupils. Her face was a little flushed. Her tone was lazy. Ji Zhiyi nodded: "What kind of pie do you want?"

Su Lingyue said: "I want a pie that can make me earn millions a month if I follow you!"

Ji Zhiyi looked at her eyes, pursed her lips, and after a few seconds, said to Su Lingyue: "What question did you just ask me?"

Su Lingyue answered without hesitation: "I asked you if you could let me earn millions a month!"

Ji Zhiyi answered decisively: "No."

Su Lingyue turned her head to look at her, her tone was a bit resentful: "Not even painting a pie?"

Ji Zhiyi's tone was calm: "It's for you to draw a pie, not to make a wish."

Su Lingyue: ...

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