Chapter 1189: Chapter 1189: Canceling Cooperation with the Su Family

The words shocked Chief Editor Xia; she was very reluctant, but as a mature individual, she wouldn’t act impulsively when pushed to her limits and eventually compromised. Among all this, it was Lu Jianan who suffered a loss as she played the mediator, helping to ease the relationship between Chief Editor Xia and Song Zishan and convincing the former to stay on as chief editor.

In future operations, they also wouldn’t get overly involved in the design,

From the very first sight, Chief Editor Xia greatly disliked Song Zishan, who forced the purchase of the magazine agency, but she had a good impression of Lu Jianan. She had planned to complete the procedures and leave right away, but after hearing Lu Jianan’s opinion, she couldn’t bear to abandon the magazine agency she had established with difficulty and decided to stay.

However, the time for her to consider leaving had arrived.

Her relationship with Song Zishan was already poor, and without Lu Jianan mediating, they wouldn’t collaborate well in the future. Instead of waiting until an awkward juncture, it was better to leave early.

“What are you doing here?” Song Zishan’s temper flared even more upon seeing Chief Editor Xia, thinking of calling a close friend over to replace her.

“You want to cancel our cooperation with the Su family?” Chief Editor Xia put aside her personal thoughts and spoke strictly about business, “The cooperation between the Su family and our magazine agency was agreed upon two months ago, and the spring edition feature is mainly promoting the Su family, with photos and articles all prepared. How can you cancel it at the last minute?”

“If I say there’s no cooperation, there will be no cooperation,” Song Zishan said crossly, arms folded, “From now on, the magazine will not be allowed to collaborate with the Su family. If we write anything about them, it will be negative news.”

“You…” Chief Editor Xia was infuriated by Song Zishan’s unprofessionalism. Her hard work was just a plaything in Song Zishan’s eyes—how could this be amusing?

“Collaborating with the Su family also benefits our magazine agency and is conducive to our magazine’s brand image. Do you have any idea that Su family’s opening ceremony was featured on more than twenty major newspapers and radio stations nationwide yesterday? Even the provincial TV station gave a report. Now, the new landmark of the Province is the Su family’s store.”

Chief Editor Xia tried to reason with her.

“All these reports were spontaneous media actions, not bought by the Su family. They also purchased a series of marketing campaigns, from now until after the New Year, in major cities nationwide. Well-off young people, wealthy ladies—they will all be brainwashed by the Su family. Do you know what that means? It means the Su family is on fire, completely. I also visited the Su family store today, and there’s still a long queue outside. Even if they don’t manage to buy anything on that day, many people are willing to queue to pay a deposit for a reservation. Those who really can’t afford it go in just to have a look, touch the products, and leave satisfied.”

Chief Editor Xia said all this to inform Song Zishan that the current status of the Su family was entirely different from before their opening. It used to be the Su family begging for collaboration with Fashion Passion magazine, but now the tables have turned.

In just two days, the status of the Su family had skyrocketed at the speed of light. Now, who wouldn’t want to cooperate with the Su family?

Who wouldn’t want to be the Su family’s exclusive partner? Many outside were envious of Fashion Passion magazine.

It was because of her previous collaboration with Su Wen and being one of the earliest domestic magazines that she had this opportunity. But now Song Zishan was about to push away this incredible chance—this… this was sheer folly.

The loss was incalculable.

“Shut up; you’re driving me crazy,” said Song Zishan, her head aching from Chief Editor Xia’s lengthy speech and no longer interested in listening, “What I say goes. I, Song Zishan, have no need to collaborate with a country bumpkin.”