Chapter 115

The thirteenth day of the first month.

Ye Feng sent Chen Yurou away.

It's another parting. Ye Feng seems to be used to Chen Yurou's leaving.

Seeing off the plane to Shanghai stock market, Ye Feng leaves the airport, gets on the bus and returns to Guangcheng.

To the youth apartment, upstairs, open the door of 1909, Ye Feng Leng for a second, and then cold face.

He met the last person he wanted to see.

Qin Su Su.

At this time, Qin Sufeng was alone in the room watching TV

Qin Su Su said: "out."

Ye Feng immediately called Lu Kuan: "Hello, Lao Lu, what are you doing?"

"Ye Shao, there is no fruit at home. I'll go down and buy it."

"How did Qin Su Su get in?"

"She came in the morning and knocked at the door for half a day. If I didn't open the door, she wouldn't go. If there was no way, I put her in."

Ye Feng said with a black face: "don't leave strangers alone at home next time. Don't forget what you do. You are a bodyguard!"

"Yes, ye Shao..."

Ye Feng puts down the phone and finds that Qin Su Su stares at him resentfully.

"In your eyes, I'm a stranger, right?"

"Not really." Ye Feng shrugged: "but I'm not familiar enough to let you look after my home."

Qin Su Su's face broke down immediately, and she seemed to shed tears.

Ye Feng doesn't want to coax her, but he doesn't want to make others cry, because he has a problem. No matter who the other party is, as long as it's a woman, as long as it's crying, he will be in a mess.

With a sigh, Ye Feng asked, "what can I do for you?"

Qin Su Su's face showed a touch of scarlet, slightly embarrassed and said: "in fact, it's nothing. It's just that I heard that you have acquaintances in Yuanfeng shopping?"

Ye Feng doesn't deny that although Qin Su Su doesn't know Yuanfeng is her own, Yuanfeng has cooperated with Qin Su Su. Before, Nanhua store organized students to work as temporary workers on holidays through her.

Ye Feng nodded: "is to know a few people."

Qin Su Su said: "in fact, brother Feng, our college is going to organize a singing contest in April this year, and Yuanfeng is a famous big enterprise..."

Qin Su Su has a bunch of Balabala, and Ye Feng finally understood.

To be honest, it's called sponsorship. To be simple, it's money!

Instead of asking for money directly, Yuanfeng was named the singing contest of Guangcheng University.

This kind of sponsorship is very common in universities. For this reason, some schools even have special outreach departments to sponsor schools.

Usually, such as some XX cup table tennis competition, XX Cup football competition, XX Cup Badminton Competition, are activities organized by those enterprises with money and then named by the school.

This kind of thing Ye Feng is not strange, but a little strange way: "Qin Su Su, this can let your school's external liaison department directly talk with Yuanfeng's marketing department, there's no need to find me."

When Ye Feng finished, Qin Su Su was more embarrassed. After a while, he said in a low voice, "Yuanfeng's external liaison department has talked about it, but they don't think the scale of the singing contest organized by the college is too small to bring them publicity effect, so they refuse."

Since the marketing department has responded, Ye Feng doesn't want to reject their decision.

So he said, "in that case, I'm afraid I can't help."

Seeing this, Qin Su Su said: "brother Feng, this is the first time that the college has organized such a large activity alone, and I'm the person in charge... If you can help me, I won't forget you."

Ha ha...

can't you forget me?

Why can't you forget?

Don't you want to commit yourself?

I tell you, no way! You die early, you are not worthy of me!

Ye Feng touched his chin, thought and said, "why do you want to go shopping with Yuanfeng?"

Qin Su Su looked at him, "first, Yuanfeng shopping is closest to our school; second, Yuanfeng shopping has cooperated with the part-time department of my student union before, which is convenient to contact; third, the scale of the singing competition organized by the college is not small, and the cost is not low."

All in all, Yuanfeng is the most suitable victim.

Ordinary small shops can't afford the cost, so they have to cooperate with big companies.

But the big companies generally don't like the activities organized by the school, so naturally no one is willing to sponsor them, and finally they can only find Yuanfeng.

Ye Feng turns his lips. To tell the truth, he doesn't like this kind of propaganda.

With this money, he goes to the newspaper and TV to make an advertisement. The effect is definitely better than sponsoring any activity.

But it's not easy for a little girl to answer back. After all, we've known each other for some time, and we are more or less friends.

After a moment's hesitation, Ye Feng asked again, "how much is it?"

"100000.""..."

100000, not much, but Ye Feng is not willing to.

With that 100000 yuan, he can advertise in Guangcheng TV station. What kind of singing contest can he sponsor?

I hope to pull a few banners to cheat me by 100000 yuan. I'm really wronged, right?

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't speak, Qin Su Su quickly got up and said, "brother Feng, the money can be discussed again."

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "it's not about the money, it's about the unequal payment and reward. I just want to know, if Yuanfeng gives this amount of money, what's the return? "

Just as Qin Susu was about to speak, Ye Feng interrupted her and said, "don't tell me that you support education. With this 100000 yuan, Yuanfeng can help the children in poor mountainous areas instead of sponsoring this so-called singing contest."

Qin Su Su suddenly embarrassed, this is red fruit look down on ah.

Ye Feng ignored her and continued: "you are a college student. You should understand that the basis of cooperation is win-win. The singing contest in your college is small in scale, small in audience, and not too much in publicity. It's not that Yuanfeng can't afford to pay 100000 yuan, but the reward is not proportional to the payment. Then tell me, why are they willing to pay this money? "