Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 40

A matter of personal responsibility?

When the door of the conference room was pushed open, a faint scent of iris floated in before the figure.

Xing Qingru is wearing a neatly cut black suit skirt and ten-centimeter stiletto heels. Her figure is as tall as a loose ball. Her height of 172cm makes her full of aura even more powerful with the help of high heels.

Her long hair was neatly pulled into a low bun, revealing her graceful swan neck. Her makeup was exquisite and cold, and her brows and eyes had the air of a royal lady who was not angry and confident. When she walked over, her steps were steady, and every step seemed to be stepping on the heartstrings.

“Director Song, I’ve been waiting for a long time.” She stretched out her hand, her fingertips painted with cold-toned bean paste color nail polish, her tone was plain but with an unmistakable sense of oppression, “Director Song is on a temporary business trip, so I will trouble you for this cooperation negotiation.”

I stood up and shook hands with her. My fingertips briefly touched and then quickly retracted, maintaining the professional distance of a professional: “Mr. Xing, you’re welcome. This is my duty.”

His eyes glanced behind her, and it was He Ping’an who stood there.188 is more than half a head taller than Xing Qingru, but he does not have the edge to compete for the throne. He is wearing a pressed dark gray suit. He has a straight posture and a handsome face with a bit of calmness and restraint. When he sees me, he nods politely. There is no extra emotion in his eyes. He looks like a professional assistant – after all, we are partners who have been working together for many years, and we are familiar with each other.

The two parties sat down. Xing Qingru got straight to the point and pushed a cooperation plan in front of me. He pointed at the core clauses on the document with his fingertips: “Regarding the resource allocation for this joint promotion, we have new adjustments here. Director Song can take a look first.”

Her voice was clear and powerful, her logic was thorough, and every explanation hit the point directly. Her aura was fully revealed, and she did not lower her requirements at all just because her contact person changed from the president to the director.

I picked up the plan and read it carefully. Lin Zhiqing sat next to me and quickly handed over the supplementary information that he had prepared.

He Ping’an gave Xing Qingru a glass of warm water at the right time. His movements were smooth and natural, and he maintained just the right sense of presence throughout the process. He did not cross the line and responded to needs in a timely manner.

“Mr.

Xing Qingru and I were at a stalemate over the proportion of offline channel investment. Both sides had different emphasis on data support, and neither one was willing to give in – she insisted on the long-tail effect of online test stores, while I was obsessed with the instant conversion of online traffic. Both of our voices were professional and insistent, and the atmosphere gradually became subtle.

Lin Zhiqing sat next to me and secretly touched me with his elbow, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.Just when I was about to provide further case data to support my case, He Pingan, who had been silently listening, suddenly spoke.

His voice was calm and gentle, but with a penetrating power that cannot be ignored: “Mr. Xing, Director Song, maybe we can try the dual-track model of ‘online traffic + online experience’.”

All eyes were on him.He stood up and walked to the projection screen, tapping his fingertips to bring up the already prepared frame: “Reduce offline delivery by 30%, focus on experience stores in core business districts, and focus on immersive experience. The saved budget will be redirected to precise online delivery, and at the same time, exclusive coupons for online experiences will be set up to achieve a closed loop of traffic. This not only takes into account the online conversion that Director Song is concerned about, but also gives full play to the value of offline scenes that Mr. Xing values.”

His plan is logically clear, does not negate the core demands of any party, and provides a feasible implementation path.Xing Qingru looked at the framed picture on the projection screen, the tension on his eyebrows gradually relaxed, and a glimmer of recognition flashed in his eyes; I also nodded secretly – this compromise plan really hit the pain points of both parties, and was more meaningful than a simple stalemate.

“It’s interesting.” Xing Qingru tapped his fingertips on the table, pondered for a moment and then looked up at me, “Director Song, what do you think?”

“It’s feasible.” I responded immediately, “The marketing department can cooperate with the crowd portraits for precise online placement to ensure that the traffic can be accurately directed offline.”

The deadlock was broken instantly and the subsequent discussion became smoother.The two sides added details around He Pingan’s plan, finalizing the time node and division of responsibilities. It was not until the setting sun shone slantingly into the conference room through the blinds that the three-hour negotiation finally came to an end.

When Xing Qingru’s team was sent away, we were the only two people left in the corridor.She suddenly stopped and turned to look at me, with a hint of amusement in her cold eyebrows: “Song Zhili taught you well.”

I was stunned for a moment, and then I maintained the politeness of a professional: “Mr.

“What’s your job?” She chuckled and lowered her voice a bit, “Being able to argue in front of me and accept He Ping’an’s compromise plan is a level of professionalism that no ordinary director can have. Song Zhili really cares about you.”

There seemed to be something else hidden in her words. Her eyes stayed on my face for a moment, and then she turned around and took a step forward. The sound of high heels hitting the ground gradually faded away: “Happy cooperation, Director Song. I look forward to the follow-up results.”

I stood there, watching her back disappear at the end of the corridor, but there was a wave of emotion in my heart – Xing Qingru’s words and her meaningful eyes reminded me of Song Zhili inexplicably.

He is on a business trip, but he seems to be everywhere. Even my partners can detect his “love” for me. To me, is this “love” good luck or another kind of shackles?