One Yuan First Recharge: I'm Actually the Boss Behind a Fortune 500 Company

Time flew by and it was already the morning of the next day.

Xingyue Media Headquarters, Zhou Jianjun's Office.

Zhou Jianjun picked up the landline and dialed Chen Ming's mobile phone number.

"Hello, Chen Ming, this is Zhou Jianjun."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Ming's voice came through: "Manager Zhou, what are your instructions?"

"That's right," Zhou Jianjun said efficiently, "The city is hosting an 'Urban Innovation Expo and Business Exchange Summit' tomorrow, which is quite prestigious. Our company has received an invitation."

"I've already reported to the boss, and his idea is to have your Xingyan Beauty Company represent the group at the event."

"You, and the newcomer Wu Liang, you two get ready."

Chen Ming was clearly surprised: "Let us go? Manager Zhou, is this... suitable for us? There are so many big companies..."

"The boss made the decision, so there must be a reason," Zhou Jianjun interrupted him, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"The invitation is with me. If you're free this afternoon, come to headquarters to pick it up."

Also, prepare some company introductory materials and bring some product samples. This is a great opportunity, so make the most of it.

Chen Ming sensed the importance in Zhou Jianjun's words and quickly replied:

"Okay, Supervisor Zhou! I understand, I'll be there this afternoon!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ming sat in his office and processed the news.

An exchange summit?

Was it organized by the city?

The highest-level meeting he had ever attended was the dealer conference when he was a regional agent.

He had never even considered such an officially sponsored exchange activity.

I felt a little uncertain, but mostly I felt a sense of excitement and responsibility.

The boss gave this opportunity to "Xingyan," which is an affirmation of the product and a test for him and Wu Liang.

He took a deep breath, got up and walked out of his office to the sales director's office next door—this was the office that had just been arranged for Wu Liang yesterday.

Wu Liang was looking at something on the computer, his fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard, his expression focused.

"Wu Liang." Chen Ming knocked on the door frame.

Wu Liang looked up, saw Chen Ming, and smiled:

"Brother Chen, what's wrong? Is something the matter?"

"Um, something's up." Chen Ming walked in and sat down in the chair opposite Wu Liang.

"There's an industry exchange summit tomorrow, organized by the city."

"Manager Zhou just informed us that Xingyan is to represent the company at the event. Pack your things, and we'll go together tomorrow."

Wu Liang raised an eyebrow slightly, but his reaction was calm; he simply nodded.

"Okay, no problem. What time? Where? What do I need to prepare?"

"I'll go to headquarters this afternoon to pick up the invitation letter. I'll let you know the specific time and location then," Chen Ming said.

"If you're going to prepare... bring a company profile, product information, and samples. Oh, right," he remembered something, took a folded A4 sheet of paper from his pocket, and laid it out on Wu Liang's desk.

"This is the list of potential partners you gave me yesterday; I've looked at it."

The selection process was quite targeted, mostly targeting well-established local beauty salons and a few medical aesthetic institutions.

He paused, his tone hesitant, "However... I took a look, and several of these companies are quite large locally, with high average order values."

"Wu Liang, are you sure... they'd be willing to collaborate with a new brand of ours?"

This is a rather tactful question, but the meaning is quite clear—aren't we being a bit too ambitious?

Do those big stores even look at us?

After listening, Wu Liang smiled, leaned back, and showed no displeasure in his eyes, but rather a look of eager anticipation.

"Brother Chen, anything is possible if you put your mind to it." His tone was relaxed, yet confident. "How will you know it won't work if you don't try?"

He picked up the list and pointed to several companies on it with his finger:

"Look at these companies, they mainly focus on high-end skincare and light medical aesthetics, and their customers have extremely high requirements for effectiveness and safety."

Our "Star Beauty" product has real, tangible effects, and its ingredients are reliable and can withstand scrutiny. This is our biggest selling point.

"As for the willingness to cooperate..." Wu Liang's smile held a hint of cunning.

"Large stores have their own pain points. They have a stable customer base, but the competition is fierce, and they need to constantly come up with fresh and effective things to retain and attract customers."

Our products are effective and can help them improve customer satisfaction and repurchase rates; that's the value.

"If we use the right negotiation strategy and present an attractive cooperation proposal, we may still have a chance."

As Chen Ming listened to Wu Liang's clear and confident analysis, and compared it with his own subconscious "self-limiting" reaction just now, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, but more than that, he felt enlightened and fortunate.

Yes, in sales, the worst thing is to limit yourself first.

They felt this client was too high-class for them, and that channel was impossible to open up...

If you're afraid to fight before you even start, what's the point of doing business in the market?

Wu Liang's proactive, fearless, and adept at discovering and creating opportunities qualities are precisely what Chen Ming lacks.

The boss's decision to put Wu Liang in the position of sales director was absolutely the right one.

"You're right!" Chen Ming nodded emphatically, a relieved smile on his face.

"I was overthinking it. Okay, then let's go with your plan at the summit tomorrow. If there's an opportunity, let's see if we can get in touch with some of the target clients on the list."

Wu Liang smiled and replied, "Okay, Brother Chen. Let's work together."

The next morning, Chen Ming and Wu Liang arrived at the summit venue—the city convention and exhibition center—half an hour early.

The tall glass curtain wall building gleamed in the sunlight, with a red carpet laid out at the entrance and eye-catching meeting signs.

Vehicles kept arriving, and men and women, dressed smartly and behaving well, stepped out, exchanging pleasantries as they entered the venue.

Today, Chen Ming was wearing a dark gray suit and tie, his hair was neatly combed, and he was carrying a briefcase containing documents and samples. He looked very serious, but there was a hint of restraint in his eyes.

Wu Liang was wearing a well-tailored navy blue casual suit, without a tie, and a light blue shirt underneath, with one button casually undone at the collar.

He held only a thin leather document bag in his hand, looking calm and even with a faint, curious smile on his lips as he observed his surroundings.

"Wu Liang, are you... nervous?" As they entered the grand hall, Chen Ming couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Wu Liang turned his head and smiled:

"To be honest, Brother Chen, it would be a lie to say I'm not nervous at all. After all, I've never been to an event like this before. But..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the small groups of people chatting in the hall, his tone calm:

"But... it's nothing special. Just treat it as a learning opportunity, a chance to broaden your horizons and gain experience. Relax, Brother Chen."

Chen Ming looked at Wu Liang's effortless demeanor and secretly admired him. He took a deep breath and nodded.

"Yes, you're right."

(P.S.: Thanks to @牛逼轰轰的处男 for sending two more expert certifications. Thank you so much, don't send any more! You've gone to too much trouble!)