Chapter 602 Zhang Mei: My Son-in-Law Is Really Good

For Yang Lingyue, dealing with things is not tiring, dealing with people is tiring.

"Auntie, don't listen to Bingbing, go on, I'm happy to chat with you."

Zhang Mei subconsciously touched her wrist, oh, it was taken off.

"I've been to Watsons and cosmetics counters in various shopping malls these past two days. It's just like what you said. For low-end and mid-range brands, as long as they are from Japan and South Korea, especially South Korea, those girls will buy them without hesitation. If they have any doubts, they will just show the authorization documents and pay immediately.

I also encountered something. In Yansha, I met a young man from Guangdong Province who brought two girls to promote their own domestic brand. In the end, they almost quarreled, but the young man had a good temper and smiled even when being laughed at. The two girls were quite good.

You are right. First, use Japanese and Korean agents to lay channels, and then try your own products."

Hearing this, Yang Lingyue didn't look proud, and asked with interest: "Oh? Do you remember what brand the young man from Guangdong Province is?"

Zhang Mei smiled and said: "I really remember, Hanhou. I thought it was a Korean brand at first, and the manager of the shopping mall thought so too. As a result, when I took out the packaging and saw it, I made a fool of myself."

Yang Lingyue was amused. Hanhou also had a stage of ground promotion.

This "Chinese iconic brand" that has risen to become a leader among a large number of foreign beauty brands has always relied on overwhelming marketing, such as "Xiao Guan Tea", "8848", and Bei Bei Jia, and its research and development capabilities are extremely weak.

When it came to the era of short video self-media, the publicity resources were not concentrated, and this brand was no longer good. The founder began to sell the building to pay off debts.

At this time, Fan Bingbing, who had been eavesdropping, came over and said disdainfully: "Tsk, you are worshipping foreign things, dear, haven't you shot two cosmetics commercials? They are all domestically made. I have seen them. They sell well online and in some second- and third-tier cities.

I think, don't bother, you have to look at the faces of foreigners to represent Japanese and Korean brands. Choose a domestic brand with good quality, and if the marketing and promotion are not good, just increase the investment. Don't you always promote domestic products?"

Zhang Mei retorted: "What do you know? I am not blind, and what Ren Lingyue said is completely right."

Yang Lingyue was educated, but laughed instead. Isn't that the case with cosmetics?

Just like applying a facial mask, you feel that you have become whiter, but in fact, the bodies soaked in water will become whiter and the skin will become tenderer...

Yang Lingyue pulled Fan Bingbing to sit next to her, and then said:

"Auntie, I didn't think it through. Bingbing's words are very good. I originally wanted to expand channels through Japan and South Korea, which is true, but isn't this also making wedding clothes for them? After all, it is domestically produced. Instead of wasting time on foreign brands, it is better to follow the plan Bingbing said. After all, the original intention is to do things, and money is not a problem."

Fan Bingbing said proudly: "Thank me."

Yang Lingyue said without hesitation: "Thank you for correcting my thoughts."

"Hehe, mom, I think the young man you just mentioned is very good, always smiling. You can contact their brand, try it, and have a chat."

"Hey."

Zhang Mei's mind is no longer on cosmetics. Looking at this scene, which parent of the girl would not be touched? Compared with before, the daughter has become calmer and better, and now she has been incorporated as a deputy director...

Isn't all this brought by Yang Lingyue?

If the scene she saw when she entered the house was her daughter being humble, now she sees mutual respect, mutual integration of ideas, and mutual progress. Zhang Mei is over 50 years old. How many normal couples can achieve this?

"Auntie, what is the secret of your cabbage soup? It's so fresh, better than the one at home in Qingdao."

"Hey? I told you that you liked it and made it again. Let me tell you, the secret is to use cold seafood. The fresher the seafood, the different the soup. I know a store that airlifts seafood from the Northeast every day. If you like it, Auntie will make it for you the next day."

"Thank you, Auntie."

At this time, Fan Bingbing whispered in her ear: "Did you hear that? The seafood in the north is the best."

Yang Lingyue almost couldn't hold it back, and then said: "Bingbing, let's talk about "Guanyin Mountain" and "October Besieged City" later. I have some opinions."

"Okay."

After dinner, Zhang Mei looked at the two people who entered the study and thought it was really good. She couldn't wait to let her husband and son come to Beijing.

I wanted to hire a nanny, but I decided to wait and see. I can handle it myself.

During this time, I went to the study with fruits and water. I saw my son-in-law discussing a new script with his daughter, which made me even more satisfied.

That night, Yang Lingyue returned to Fan Bingbing's bedroom without any hesitation.

"Hmm?"

Fan Bingbing smiled: "Hmm, what do you mean?"

"Is it necessary these days?"

"Is it possible that I don't know my own affairs? What if I come? It's not good for you."

"Forget it, go to sleep."

"Hmm~ Don't come, you should fulfill your obligations."

.........

Early in the morning, Yang Lingyue returned home after morning exercise. He couldn't help but sigh that winter is coming and it's not suitable for outdoor sports.

Of course, it's not because of the weather. I have been in Beijing for more than three years, but I'm still not used to the haze here. After all, there is no authentic soil like my hometown. This place is pure chemistry, and my hometown has natural coal dust after all...

After taking a shower, I went to the kitchen to make breakfast for three people.

During this period, he received a call from Huo Wenxi and arranged a meeting. Yang Lingyue thought about it and made an appointment in Beizhan. It was only then that he had some time. He didn't want to meet any guests or talk about anything during his break.

I don't know when the little fat man hugged his waist from behind, and he stood up on tiptoes to kiss him from time to time.

Zhang Mei, who got up late, felt that she was blind. Her daughter said she was helping, but she looked like she was not helping.

As for why she got up late, she wanted to pinch her daughter. She spent 280 yuan to change the identity of the singer on her daughter's Baidu profile, but now she misses her husband more...

During breakfast, Zhang Mei praised her all the time.

Fan Bingbing whispered, "A sandwich is enough."

Zhang Mei glanced at her: "Then you should extend your hand."

"I didn't get up late."

So everyone fell silent.

"Ahem, Lingyue, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Zhang Mei finally said what she had been thinking about all morning.

Fan Bingbing frowned and glanced at her mother, but heard her man say gently: "Auntie, I have to go to Beizhan in the afternoon to watch the company's variety show project, and I want them to have a meal after that. I don't know what time it will end. I want to I’ll tell Bingbing when I get back.”

Zhang Mei nodded: "Hey, okay, hehe."

After Fan Bingbing said she was going to the studio, Yang Lingyue left and went to the Beijing Film Studio next to the school.