Chapter 70
He patted my shoulder, seeming in a good mood.
"Mr. Jefferson, let me introduce you. This is my superior, Ms. Wilson!"
No matter how close we are, in front of colleagues, I must show George respect, but I can call him whatever I want in private.
As for Lily, she was technically a supervisor, but in our line of work, we all liked to elevate our status a bit. Calling her that helped boost her image.
It was like when someone knew you were a salesperson but called you a manager. Didn't you feel a boost in your status?
Lily flashed a professional smile and extended her hand. saying, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Jefferson."
"Nice to meet you."
Unlike his carefree attitude last night, George was very serious at this moment. Even when shaking hands, he held only a part of her fingers, not the palm, a fleeting touch.
The higher the boss, the more they value etiquette.
Ten minutes later, the elevator arrived, and I gestured, "Mr. Jefferson, please."
He nodded and walked out of the elevator, holding my hand.
The situation in the marketing department was clearly visible in the corridor. Everyone craned their necks to look over here.
I could see the surprised expressions on their faces.
Especially Brandon and Philip. They looked shocked.
Paul gave me a thumbs-up. From his lip movements, he seemed to be saying, "Awesome."
Linda hadn't left yet, her face still expressionless, while Jenny looked somewhat complicated.
Entering the negotiation room, Lily went to pour water. It was a gesture of goodwill from a leader, and maybe also because of our conversation in the elevator earlier.
So, she didn't say much during this negotiation.
At this moment, George was different from before, completely businesslike.
He didn't hold back on what needed to be fought for.
An hour later, the collaboration theme was settled, and the Winest Company's team would handle the finer details. The cooperation amount exceeded my expectations, reaching twenty million!
With an eight million budget, giving me a quarter, what more could I ask for?
The legal team and Lily finalized contract details, while George and I were smoking in the smoking room. He was quite interesting, not even picky about cheap cigarettes. He was quite interesting, not even minding smoking Fifteens, "John, I'm counting on you for this collaboration. I wanted to invest more, but Winest Company's plan this year is to expand nationwide, so Sevan's budget can only allocate this much."
"George, your presence is already a big favor. I'm more than grateful."
Honestly, just him showing up was a godsend. And he even explained it to me. His attention to detail and character definitely warranted a deep friendship.
"Who else can do it if not you? Skyliho has a good reputation, and with you here, I'm at ease."
I said seriously, "George, rest assured, whether it's Edward's project or yours, I will make sure you're satisfied."
He patted my shoulder and said, "After this project is done, I'll take you out to relax."
"Sure, but this time, it's my treat."
"Deal!"
We shared a smile.
Half an hour later, the legal teams finalized the contract, and while signing it, Jenny also arrived. Under her witness, a preliminary collaboration contract was signed with Skyliho.
However, this contract was similar to paying a deposit. If Skyliho didn't perform well, or if Winest Company encountered issues, the agreement could be terminated at any time!
A more comprehensive contract will be drawn up in the next few days.
Seeing George off, I couldn't help but clench my fist. This felt damn good!
Securing a two-million-dollar deal was also the third-largest deal in Skyliho's history.
I finally understood why the sales champion could be so arrogant.
Walking back into the marketing department, the noisy environment suddenly quieted down, and everyone turned to look at me.
Their eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.
Just now, Jenny already announced the good news of the successful contract signing in the company's group chat. Linda even posted a bonus in the group, congratulating me on the successful deal.
"You're awesome, mate! First, a forty million deal, then another two million. Sixty million worth of projects, and you managed it in just a few hours. You could single-handedly cover the efforts of our entire team for a month."
Of course, he was exaggerating. Skyliho's marketing department's monthly performance ranges from eighty to one hundred and ten million, definitely exceeding a billion annually.
I remember the previous year's top seller hit three hundred and eighty million, and now, unless something unexpected happens, I've pretty much secured this year's annual top seller position.
And I achieved all this with just two major deals!
"Don't mention it!" I said with a smile.
"Now, let's see who dares to talk behind your back about poaching deals!"
With that, he was blatantly calling out Philip and Brandon.
Philip was furious, grinding his teeth, while Brandon lowered his head, seeming somewhat uneasy.
At that moment, Grace slid over in her chair and said, "Top seller, it seems like you've forgotten something!"
She winked at me, and I understood her meaning, so I followed up, "Forgotten something?"
She pointed at my forehead and reminded me, "Have you forgotten the bet you made with someone in the elevator today?"
I pretended to suddenly remember, slapping my forehead, saying, "Oh, right, I remember now, that's true!"
I stood up and stopped Brandon, who was trying to sneak away, and said, "Brandon, where are you going?"
Brandon froze, turned around, and forced a smile uglier than crying. "I... I'm going to the restroom!"
I walked over, saying, "Not in a hurry, are you?"
"Yes, I'm really in a hurry!"
"Oh, then I'll just take a minute of your time."
I smiled at him, saying, "You can now fulfill our bet."
"John, that was just a joke!"
"A joke? I don't think so."
I looked at him and said, "That's not what you said earlier. And someone recorded a video and shared it in the group. Do you want to take another look?"
"Brandon, you started this by challenging John to land a ten million deal within seven days. Now, John has achieved it in just a few hours. If you're a man, honor the bet!"
"Brandon, you made the bet yourself. No one forced you. Either fulfill your promise now or leave, but I think you won't have the nerve to stay in this company anymore."
Paul chimed in as well.
"Grace, Paul, what's going on with you two?"
Philip couldn't stand it and stepped forward, saying, "John, you're going too far. It was just a joke. How can you force a colleague like this? Can't you be more magnanimous?"
Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh. Philip, what's it to you? If you're so righteous, why don't you take Brandon's place and fulfill the promise? Then I'll acknowledge it!"
"You don't even think about it!"
Philip's face was red from anger. Kneel and admit defeat? Over his dead body!
"Why the hell should I play nice when you're not the one getting stabbed?" I retorted.
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