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Chapter 107 Just for a quota?

Chapter 107 Just for one place? (Fourth update)

"Meilong Group, Zhao Song?" The man was stunned, then came back to his senses and said, "Driving to Meilong Group."

"Okay boss, we are less than ten minutes away from Meilong Group and will be here soon!"

With the driver's words, the car started.

Soon, they came downstairs of Meilong Group, and the man got off the car first, pulled his daughter and walked upstairs of Meilong Group with a smile.

The girl at the front desk recognized her at a glance: "Mr. Gao, why are you here? Why don't you tell us so that we can prepare!"

Wu Gao nodded and asked, "Where is Zhao Song, he is upstairs, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhao is on the seventh floor, I'll press the elevator for you!"

"No, I'll go up by myself!"

Then Wu Gao pulled his daughter into the elevator.

The new front desk below asked curiously: "Who was that person just now? How dare you call Mr. Zhao's name?"

"Haha, that person is currently the largest offline channel vendor in China. I don't know how many shopping malls and mobile phone stores are in the hands of this person. The mobile phones he sells for other mobile phone manufacturers every year account for at least 5% of the total sales volume of Xia Guo!"

"He also has a nickname called offline physical king! With these offline physical stores alone, the company has achieved a market value of more than 30 billion yuan. Recently, he opened an online shopping company called Pindaodao, which sells mobile phones every year... Do you know how many? Mr. Gao had conflicts with our company because of some things. Even if Mr. Zhao went to ask for it several times, the other party refused to cooperate. I don't know what wind brought him this time!"

"So scary?" The new front desk beauty was shocked. It turned out that Mr. Gao was so big.

Wu Gao had already brought his daughter to the seventh floor at this time, and soon his eyes fell on Zhao Song, who was standing in the crowd in the middle of the office space.

Everyone around also discovered Wu Gao, and the manager in charge of the sales department was the first to be affected: "Mr. Gao, why are you here? I said there are so many good things today. It turns out that I know Mr. Gao is coming and we all got together!"

Zhao Song was also a little surprised. He had visited Wu Gao countless times, hoping that Meilong's mobile phone could enter all channels of Wu Gao, and even enter the Pindaodao online shopping platform that Wu Gao had just opened.

But because of the conflict that had happened, Wu Gao refused to agree, and even went there many times and was turned away.

Moreover, this President Gao is more jealous than the top. He has always visited him, but he has never seen him visit him.

Wu Gao just glanced at Zhao Song and went straight to the topic: "Give me the registration permissions for Xiaomei Software!"

What?

Everyone was stunned at this moment. This arrogant and powerful figure came over just to get a registration authority?

Is this possible?

Is this impossible?

"Mr. Gao, please stop making trouble. If you have any problems, just say it. As long as you can negotiate a cooperation, even if it is just a small cooperation, we are willing to give it a try!"

"Yes, Mr. Gao, just say anything you have. We will do our best to do what we can!"

"Mr. Gao rarely visits our Meilong Group. Why don't I join the company tonight and ask Mr. Gao to go out for a meal?"

Everyone doesn't believe that Wu Gao came over just for the right to register a software.

Because this is too weird and too dreamy.

But Wu Gao took a deep breath: "I said I wanted a registration authority for Xiaomei Software. As long as you are willing to give me one, then the grudges that were once eliminated!"

"The grudges of the past were written off?" Everyone's eyes widened.

Wouldn't they have the opportunity to work with Wu Gao again? What they have tried to do thousands of times, but now they are delivered to their doorsteps in person.

Just because of that software Xiaomei?

The water cup in the hands of the manager of the public relations department fell to the ground with a clang.

Crazy, people in this world are crazy.

It's just a software, what's good about it? It can actually make people obsessed with this level.

"Why don't you agree?" Wu Gao frowned, thinking that Zhao Song was unwilling to let go.

But why did Zhao Song not agree?

He immediately smiled and stepped forward: "Mr. Gao was joking. I immediately asked someone to arrange it. I would like to make a cup of tea for Mr. Gao and get the best tea. Mr. Gao, please wait a few minutes here and it will be fine soon!"

Hearing Zhao Song say this, Wu Gao nodded, pulled his daughter, and comforted her while walking.

"Don't worry, today is your birthday. Although you didn't speak, Dad knows that you want a little charm. Since you want it, Dad won't let you down. Now, and the same will happen in the future!"

Wu Gao's eyes were firm, he touched his daughter's little hand, and finally came to the guest room and sat down.

Not far away, the secretary took a cup of brewed tea and placed it in front of Wu Gao.

Then someone brought small cakes, snacks and other things and placed them in front of the little girl.

The little girl asked curiously: "Dad, can I really get a little girl? But my classmate said... This thing is very precious, there are only one hundred places in the world, and I said I will never get it in my life."

"Haha!" Wu Gao smiled coldly, then lowered his head, and his eyes became gentle again: "That's for others, but for us, as long as you want it, it's easy!"

"Really?" The little girl was ecstatic and seemed to be in a better mood. She shook her calves, picked up the cake on the table, and started eating it on her own.

Looking at his daughter in a better mood, the high-ranking President Gao finally showed a smile on his face.

Three minutes later.

Zhao Song took a latest version of Meilong mobile phone and placed it in front of Wu Gao: "Mr. Gao, the software has already given you the software to turn on the phone and use it, and there is no need to register. We have given you the highest permissions..."

"Is that so? Thank you very much." Wu Gao's voice softened a lot.

He stood up and pulled his daughter, picked up the cell phone on the desktop, and when he arrived at the door of the living room.

He turned around and said slowly: "Tomorrow, prepare your company's information, and I will arrange for someone to come to pick up the goods. The unhappiness in the past, everyone will forget him today!"

Hearing this, Zhao Song was immediately excited.

This thing that has puzzled their company for several years was actually solved by a software.

It was obvious that when he handed the phone to Wu Gao, President Gao had the idea of ​​waking up his grudges with a smile.

Then Wu Gao left, and Zhao Song was left alone in the living room again.

At this moment, he inexplicably felt that it was not the boss behind him who was arrogant, nor was it the boss who despised the other party.

But the boss behind the scenes has already figured out a countermeasure, and this software alone is enough to tie any user down.

(Make up yesterday's two updates... I couldn't go home because of something yesterday to update. Sorry for everyone.)
Chapter completed!
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