Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1210 Where is my husband?
It is difficult for working women in South Korea to get management positions, so when Nan Yi and Nan Youqiong ended their call and refreshed the recruitment website, there were more than a dozen resume submission reminders.
When clicking on a resume, Nan Yi looks at the photo first. If the person doesn’t look good, he will discard the resume and switch to another one.
Whether it is clothing or cosmetics, they always go well with beautiful women. If the president of Itaewon is a beautiful woman, she will gain a lot of image points invisibly, and sometimes she can also be regarded as a more high-end advertising sign.
If a short and fat girl comes out to promote fashionable clothes and cosmetics, it will be extremely difficult for her to make business just based on her image. But if it is a clothes rack with a pretty face, there is nothing to say, as long as she stands there, fashion will be written on her face.
The scale of Itaewon cannot be too large, and the president needs to be on the front line and occasionally conduct live broadcasts. It will be more convincing to the target customer group if the beautiful president appears in front of the camera to talk about how Itaewon selects products. After all, women who are always missing one piece of clothing in their wardrobe generally have above-average looks, and they are more likely to agree with the views of "the same kind".
After reading all the resumes, Nan Yi selected three. Two of them were good-looking and their resumes were also pretty good. One was not so good-looking but had a very good resume. He asked the waiter at the cafe to call the three of them and tell them that they had passed the preliminary selection and were waiting for interview notifications. Nan Yi paid the bill and rushed to Guanghuamen.
Gwanghwamun is already the most prestigious CBD in Seoul, and the rents of office buildings there are very expensive. But Itaewon has not been registered and is unknown, and Nan Yi does not want Itaewon to be involved with New Miracle. If Itaewon wants to attract talents, it must focus on its "grandness".
Otherwise, who would the interviewer know about Nan Yi? If he opened an office in a slum and promised to give people an annual salary of 800 million or 900 million won, people would believe him.
When he arrived at Guanghuamen, Nan Yi changed into a very expensive set of "low-key luxury" clothes in the car, which should be recognizable by office building property staff. He walked around several office buildings, looked at six or seven office spaces, and finally decided on an office with an annual rent of 3.7 billion won. Forty percent of Daguoniu's working capital was spent.
We found a service company, threw out a total budget of 1 billion, including 400 million for decorating the president's office, and asked them to finish the office before work the day after tomorrow.
Nan Yi had arranged a very tight schedule for himself. After leaving Guanghua Gate, he went to the gate of Xinsheng Plastic Surgery Hospital. After waiting for a while, he saw Yang Xiaohu and his entourage walking out of the hospital gate. Nan Yi asked the entourage to leave on their own and called Yang Xiaohu into the car.
"Has the plan been formulated?"
"It has been decided. The hospital will arrange the surgery according to my schedule." Yang Xiaohu said a little frustratedly: "The doctor estimates that the survival rate of my fat cells after fat breast augmentation will not be very high."
"It's okay, it's about right. Too big is not necessarily good." Nan Yi comforted her and said, "I have a lot of things to do and don't have time to accompany you around. Give me your time tonight and you can be free tomorrow."
"Where are you going?"
"You have to go to a lot of places and serve as a clothes hanger for me."
After Nan Yi finished speaking, he asked the driver to drive and the convoy went directly to Dongdaemun.
When he arrived at the place, Nan Yi deliberately found a restaurant opened by someone from Yanbian, ordered a big pot of stewed pork ribs, and sat in the restaurant to eat slowly. He could hear the conversation of other guests without having to prick up his ears.
After listening for a while, Nan Yi knew where most of the customers came from. Excluding local people, most people from Yanbian came here to wholesale clothes. Some came from China and were brought by acquaintances here, while some had stayed here for a few years and, seeing that the clothes here were popular in China, they started cross-border trade.
A few days ago, I heard Dagang say that EXR is very popular in Fengtian. Nan Yi took some notice himself and found that many young people were wearing it. It was then that he realized that Korean fashion has become popular in China and is no longer a small-scale hit like in "Full House".
Now, Itaewon has been added to the sub-branch of Daguoniu.
Nan Yi was thinking about something in his mind, and a group of villains were also holding a meeting in Yang Xiaohu's mind. What happened in the past few days seemed like a dream.
She became a major shareholder of a film and television company; she owned a villa worth 13 million, although the ownership did not belong to her for the time being and she needed to demonstrate her value before the ownership would be transferred to her name; she had a Mercedes-Benz CL500 that she liked very much; she could also come to Seoul and let the top plastic surgeon give her a plastic surgery plan.
All of this was given by the man opposite. It was very strange that he gave her so much but did not ask her to devote herself to him. He just asked her to forget the two names of Nan Yi and Nan Ye. To her, his name was Gong Zhen, and she only called him Lao Gong in private occasions... Humph, Lao Gong, I think it should be husband. He is clearly taking advantage of her.
Yang Xiaohu thought about the strange relationship between her and Nan Yi, and also remembered that she still had more than two years of contract with the company. The old man's opinion was not to terminate the contract, so that she could take advantage of this time to complete the plastic surgery and avoid being branded as a traitor.
After thinking about this and that, I turned my attention to the food in front of me and couldn't help but mutter to myself, "Why don't we eat Korean set meals when we come to Seoul to eat Chinese food?"
After muttering, she thought of Nan Yi's pomp and circumstance, three cars, nine bodyguards. This is Seoul, not China. Is the old man also very powerful here? How rich is he? Why haven't I heard of such a rich man before?
Nan Yi didn't pay any attention to Yang Xiaohu. After filling his stomach, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Qian Yunmei, asking her to help him compile a list of small and medium-sized garment factories in the suburbs of Hangzhou.
Being a purchasing agent in South Korea is only the first step. He still hopes that the meat can be kept as rotten as possible in the pot. The second step is to convert exports into domestic sales. He registers a brand in South Korea, organizes production in China, and then sends the goods to the South Korean market for wholesale. He sells them in South Korea and also purchases them in China.
It is wrong to deceive consumers. Since you are doing purchasing on behalf of South Korea, the products you send out must be South Korean products. As for where they are produced, it is not important at all. The key is to see where the brand is from.
The third step is to do the opposite: dump the products from China to South Korea, organize the production of Korean Wave clothing in China, ship them directly in China, and establish a domestic Korean Wave brand.
There is no fourth step yet. At present, we have no idea how far the third step can go, so there is no need to make plans for the future.
The same goes for clothing, and the operating methods are similar for cosmetics. As long as the business goes smoothly, the annual profit for Itaewon alone should be able to reach billions.
After sending text messages for a while, the time came to eight o'clock, and Nan Yi brought Yang Xiaohu to the door of APM.
The so-called Dongdaemun Wholesale Market is a few independent buildings, each of which is small in size, five, six or seven stories high. Each floor can accommodate up to two hundred merchants. In China, it is at most the size of a vegetable market. These buildings usually open at nine in the evening and last until ten in the morning of the next day.
At eight o'clock, the lights outside the East Gate came on, and packages of clothes could be seen on the ground beside the road. Small freight trucks of logistics companies were parked nearby, and the packages of clothes were loaded onto different trucks according to their destinations.
Yang Xiaohu looked at it for a while and asked curiously, "Lao Gong, is this a wholesale market?"
"Yes."
"You want to buy clothes here?"
Nan Yi pointed to the APM behind him and said, "Behind every merchant here is a small clothing factory, which may be their own or a cooperative one. The minimum order quantity is two or three pieces, and the same style can be in different sizes and colors. I have inquired about it, and individual customers who buy small quantities are not very welcome here.
I see that you are well dressed and have good taste in clothes. You will be responsible for choosing the styles and I will be responsible for bargaining. You can choose no more than two or six items from the same berth. Therefore, we are unwelcome individual customers. Please be thick-skinned and don’t feel embarrassed. "
Hearing this, Yang Xiaohu chuckled, "What if they want to beat us up?"
Yang Xiaohu's voice is very shrill, as if he is pinching his nose when he speaks, which is a little uncomfortable to listen to, but you get used to it. However, when he smiles, the shrillness becomes more obvious and sounds a little harsh.
Nan Yi frowned and then immediately relaxed his brows and said with a smile: "Just fight back."
The two chatted for a while, and when it was nine o'clock, they entered the APM and lingered in front of each bunk...
It was after midnight when the two finished their wholesale purchasing work. It was late at night, and Nan Yi was in no mood to take Yang Xiaohu to experience South Korea's nightlife culture, so he went straight back to his home in the rural area of Gyeonggi Province.
South Korea's comprehensive tax rate for luxury homes has been high in the past two years. All the properties owned by the Nan family in Seoul have to be rented out. As a temporary base for Nan Yi with a low utilization rate, it is a good choice to set it up in a rural area of Gyeonggi Province not far from Seoul.
When they arrived at the place and entered a fenced area, Yang Xiaohu's face immediately showed disgust. Although the place was large, it did not have the rockery and flowing water she had imagined. She could only see continuous green plants, among which she recognized a patch of orange trees, with golden oranges hanging on the branches.
Deep in the greenery, several hundred meters away, you can see a large villa. Its style is very rigid, square, straight up and down, with no curves or corners. Apart from its size, everything else is very ordinary.
Entering the villa, she saw more ordinary decorations. The living room, which was two or three hundred square meters, had only a set of sofas arranged in a U-shape, and the rest of the place was bare floor.
"Don't look at it anymore. Go to bed early. You'll have plenty of time to visit slowly tomorrow." Nan Yi patted Yang Xiaohu's arm and held her up to the second floor. "Except for the master bedroom, all other rooms here are for bodyguards. There are no guest rooms. Please bear with it and sleep in the same bed with me. Don't think too much. The bed is very big. If you don't do a somersault, we won't be able to touch each other."
Just as Yang Xiaohu was wondering how big the bed was, the two of them had already arrived at the master bedroom, and she saw the “very big” bed... Well, it’s only slightly bigger than an ordinary double bed and can be called very big?
Nan Yi didn't care what Yang Xiaohu thought. He took off his clothes while walking towards the bathroom. When he arrived at the bathroom door, he was left with only a pair of shorts on his body, revealing his strong muscles.
"Gulp!"
Yang Xiaohu swallowed her saliva, her eyes wandered greedily over Nan Yi's body, wishing she could pounce on him and touch him. When she lost sight of Nan Yi, she licked her lips with her tongue and said to herself, "What a great figure! Did you have liposuction?"
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The next morning.
Yang Xiaohu woke up from her sleep, raised her head to look at the big shirt on her body, and touched below her belly button with her hand. She found that her clothes were not untied. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then became angry.
After sulking in bed for a while, she got out of bed and went to the first floor. Seeing Miao Xiaolan standing in front of the glass wall, she walked up to her and asked, "Where's Lao Gong?"
"I'm leaving early in the morning, Miss Yang, where do you want to go? I'll help you arrange it."
Yang Xiaohu thought for a while and said, "Nanshan Tower."
Sometimes, seeking cooperation does not require using one’s status to pressure others. As long as both parties can benefit, cooperation can easily succeed.
In the morning, Nan Yi went to AfreecaTV, a live streaming platform that had just started , and reached a strategic cooperation intention without much difficulty. The anchors of the two platforms will interact with each other in the future, both online and offline, such as online singing PK, appearance PK, offline live broadcast together, organizing cross-border gala events, etc.
Nan Yi wanted to use AfreecaTV to quickly improve the status of Tabby Cat, and the other party wanted him to be a guide to open up the Chinese market. They both had their own demands, so the intention was easy to reach, but the cooperation agreement was not so easy to sign. Tabby Cat had not yet been launched, and the other party would not be willing to be a wedding dress until they saw the value of Tabby Cat.
Nan Yi expressed no objection to being a guide. Any of these outsiders would have difficulty acclimatizing to the local climate in China. If they could hold out for a year without running away, he would respect them as real men.
At the second stop, Nan Yi went to SM in Apgujeong. He did not show up himself, but asked Chen Wenqin to visit the store with the title of shareholder of Tabby Cat, Wangbei Pictures, and Master Pictures.
Which South Korean entertainment company is not drooling over the Chinese market? As long as it can expand the influence of its artists in China, there is nothing wrong with holding a few live broadcasts and inviting a bunch of artists to drink there.
Watching Chen Wenqin enter SM's office building, Nan Yi asked the driver to drive and left the matter of contacting the girl group to Chen Wenqin, and he would not get involved.
Most of the so-called girl groups are the breadwinners of Xinsheng Plastic Surgery Hospital, and another two or three are VIP clients of other friendly companies. Nan Yi has only respect and gratitude for these beauties who have some innate talents but mainly rely on acquired efforts, and he doesn't dare to have any blasphemous thoughts.
What's more, he also got a list from Hexagon's president Shin Sung-hyun. Tsk, it's simply shameless. A girl of sixteen or seventeen years old has already stepped onto the big stage of life and felt the cruelty of this society.
He didn't want to have any contact with these darlings, so he wanted to preserve some of their innocence and let them respond to the shouts of "Goddess".
After leaving Apgujeong, Nan Yi went to the area in Gangbuk where small garment factories were concentrated. Yesterday he went to Dongdaemun to see the wholesale market, and today he wanted to visit a garment factory.
