[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 18, Chapter 7)

Chapter Seven: Strategy Confirmation

Friday morning, 8:30 AM, Sakura Academy, my office.

Two beautiful girls stood enthusiastically behind me as I conducted a video conference.

The image was of a sprightly old man.

"Hello, Mr. Nobel,"

I said in fluent Swedish.

"Hello, Mr. Bruce,"

the old man replied with a smile. The

man opposite me was Du Helun Nobel, a director of the Nobel Group and general manager of Nobel Advertising.

Judging from his relaxed and casual demeanor, he was probably in his study at home.

Since Tokyo and Stockholm have an eight-hour time difference, it was already 12:30 AM in Stockholm

. For the general manager of a major advertising company to sit here and speak with me was a great

honor .

He couldn't refuse. Yesterday afternoon, Masujima, the executive director of Sony's European headquarters, arrived at his office with a check for ten million

US dollars, saying he wanted to discuss business. The person he was negotiating with was

the Asian man on the computer screen.

Sweden isn't very large, only slightly larger than Japan. While its welfare system is excellent, its

financial achievements lag far behind. A ten million dollar deal is a

considerable sum for Nobel Advertising.

"Mr. Bruce, you can call me Du Helen,"

the old man said with a smile, trying to establish rapport before switching to English. "What

kind of advertising do you want? Not to brag, but not only in Sweden, but in all the Nordic countries, Nobel is

the number one advertising agency. We guarantee the advertising we produce will achieve your desired results."

Many Europeans and Americans don't care much about etiquette; they care about financial gain, so their forms of address are

quite casual.

"Du Helen, please call me Nak,"

I smiled faintly. "This ten million is just a deposit. I need your company to create

the best ."

Just a deposit?

After confirming he hadn't misheard, Du Helun's smile widened. "What kind of advertisement do you want

? Is it Sony's PS1?"

"Yes."

I smiled. "You can use Sony's PS1 promotional video as you like, but no matter what method you use

, I need to see the creative concept for the advertisement by tomorrow, and the first advertisement needs to be filmed in three days.

Can you do that?"

"This... the time is very tight!"

Du Helun shook his head repeatedly. "Our creative designers all have their own jobs. Can you give us

a few more days? Anyway, you won't be able to sell any more for a while... uh!"

The two pretty girls rolled their eyes. This old man was really direct, not tactful at all.

"Not just the design and production of the advertisements, but also the negotiations for broadcast on television media, are all entrusted

to ,"

I said calmly. "The agency fee is separate, the total budget is two hundred million US dollars."

"Two hundred million US dollars?"

Du Helun slammed his hand on the table after confirming for the second time that he hadn't misheard. "Alright, I think they won't have

anything else to do tomorrow. I'll send you the five best creative ideas before 3 pm in Stockholm for you

to choose from ."

I nodded. "Thank you."

Du Helun's attitude became even more enthusiastic: "Nark, which TV stations do you want to air the advertisements on

? Which time slot? Sweden, Denmark, and Norway, all are fine. Don't worry, there's

nothing ."

I said confidently: "All the TV stations you can handle, prime time slots every day, as many as you can

get, for a month at a time."

Du Helun was stunned, his eyes widening. "You...you're sure?"

"Yes."

"Snap!"

The general manager immediately grabbed the computer next to him, slammed it down in front of him, and

started calculating with a "clack-clack" sound. He then demonstrated the nimble hands and feet he had used in his youth, and in less than three minutes, he

had calculated the amount of money.

"There are 25 large and medium-sized television stations in the three Nordic countries, covering 98% of the area

. If we assume three advertisements per day, airing for twelve 15

-second segments during prime time on each station, the total for Denmark would be $23 million, Norway $28 million, and

Sweden $30 million, totaling $81 million per month. If you want us to handle all of these, the industry standard is 5

% , which is $4.05 million. I'll round it down and add a big bonus: the advertisements

will start airing on television three days after they're released."

"As far as I know, for such a large amount of advertising, the television stations usually offer discounts, right?

Du Helun , shouldn't you lower the price a bit more?"

"Hehe, Nak, you're talking about the general situation. But without me, you wouldn't get the advertising rights for these

stations you did, it would be delayed until a month later, not the three days I promised.

Think about it; this price really can't be lowered. There's an Eastern saying, 'Opportunity knocks but once,

' and that's exactly what it means!"

"Three months."

"Hmm?"

"Increase to three months! And regardless of size, all of them must be broadcast!"

"Ugh!"

Du Helun, covered in sweat, pressed the calculator again, his whole body trembling:

Heavens, this is like a mountain of gold falling from the sky!

Nobel Television Advertising Company's main business scope covers all thirty-five

television stations of all sizes in the three Nordic countries.

According to their contracts with the television stations, for every business they bring in, the station will return five to ten

percent . If the amount is large, then the maximum return can be fifteen percent

!

Just that one deal alone, the ten percent revenue is eight million one hundred thousand, plus the advertising fees...

The advertising agency fee is 12.1 million, not including the numerous advertising production

costs —last year, Nobel Television Advertising Company's net profit was only 33 million.

Now the timeframe has been extended to three months, encompassing all television stations.

While Du Helun cursed the idiot in his heart, his hands were not slow at all, diligently calculating the required amount of money.

"Nark, as per your requirements, 35 television stations, 12 fifteen-second prime-time

advertisements per day, for a total of three months... a total of 300 million US dollars. This amount is the maximum

discount I can offer; I haven't even charged the agency fee,"

Du Helun said through gritted teeth, his eyes fixed on me, nervously awaiting my reply.

As early as yesterday afternoon, I was in the office with two beautiful girls calculating what Du Helun had just calculated.

Each television station has its own advertising price list. Based on the average price over the past three years, and adding

our own needs, the final result was 93 million US dollars per month, and

at .

Du Helun's claim about the agency fee was obviously a lie. With such a large order, he was

already struggling to make ends meet with the TV station's fees; why would he need our agency fee?

"It's a little higher than my budget,"

I said slowly, my face expressionless. After a pause, I added, "Okay, I agree to

this amount. But the contract needs to clearly state that Mr. Du Helun will be solely responsible for anything that happens during the contract period, and

he can't afford to cause any problems."

"Hehe, thank you for your generosity,"

Du Helun patted his chest and

assured me. "Don't worry, Nak, there's nothing the Nobel family can't handle in the three Nordic countries… When do we sign this contract? How much is the advance payment?"

"Pfft…" The two beautiful girls behind me couldn't help but chuckle, especially Kana,

who burst out laughing.

To them, Du Helun seemed far too impatient, not like a decision-maker from a large company,

but more like an old woman in a small shop, calculating and never missing an opportunity.

"This morning, in your area, Mr. Tetsuo Nakai, the representative director and president of Sony Corporation's European headquarters,

will be flying to Stockholm to sign the contract. The contract details are what we just discussed. As for

the advance payment ..."

I hesitated for a moment, "Including the advertising production costs, we'll pay $100 million in the first installment. Is that acceptable

?"

"Except for the advertising production costs, which will be paid within three months, at

least . The remaining $300 million must

be paid within two months of the advertisement's airing."

Du Helun stated his bottom line without budging an inch.

"Deal!"

I readily agreed.

"Haha, Nak, doing business with you is truly exhilarating!"

Du Helun laughed heartily. "It's a pity there's no champagne now, otherwise I would definitely treat you to a glass... But

it's alright, remember to look me up next time you come to Sweden, and we'll have a good drink. Besides,

we a lot of beautiful women in Sweden!"

Du Helun wasn't lying. Ninety percent of the Swedish population are of Germanic descent, meaning they are

of German descent. While German women may not be as alluring as their Greek or Roman counterparts, they are still very tall and

sexy , possessing a dashing and heroic air that is very appealing to men.

Furthermore, who is Du Helun? His Nobel Television Advertising Company is enormous.

He practically monopolizes sixty percent of the television advertising business in the three Nordic countries. He

has countless beautiful models and advertising stars under his wing; hiring a few to entertain distinguished guests is no problem at all.

I smiled slightly and said nothing, but the two beauties behind me snorted angrily:

"That old man is a real scoundrel! Our Junxiong is a good man, he wouldn't go after those foreign women..."

Annoyed, Kana gracefully turned around and sat down next to me, facing

Du Helun.

The pretty girl asked sweetly, "Mr. Du Helun, I'd like to ask you a question, is it convenient for you

to answer?"

Du Helun's eyes lit up. This little beauty was truly stunning. Although she was Asian, she surpassed

all the beauties in his company. If he could recruit her as an advertising star...

Thinking of this, Du Helun didn't answer but instead asked, "Young lady, are you interested in joining our Nobel Television Advertising

Company? Based on your qualifications, I guarantee that in less than a year, you will become the most popular female

star , with money, honor, and countless outstanding men appearing before you!"

"Pah!"

Enraged by his words, Kana only replied with one word.

"Du Helun, you misspoke." Seeing Du Helun's signs of anger, I said calmly, "

The lady sitting next to me is a descendant of Mr. Masaru Ibuka, the founder of Sony Corporation. Her parents

were also among the decision-makers at Sony, and the family's wealth exceeds 50 billion US dollars. If you don't want to

cause trouble for your family, you need to apologize for what you just said."

"Apologize...uh, I'm sorry..."

Du Helun was surprised by the beautiful girl's identity and didn't understand why he had to apologize. Suddenly, he

remembered that he had said that because he mistook Kana for Nak's lover.

Becoming a star and making money is certainly a glamorous thing for ordinary people, but to

say such a thing to the daughter of a Japanese super-rich man is an insult—like someone in Sweden asking

the daughter of the Nobel family to show her face in public.

Kana wasn't an unreasonable person. Knowing that our plan still needed Du Helun's cooperation,

she nodded , and the matter was considered closed.

Du Helun was quick-witted enough to change the subject, saying, "Haha...this lovely young lady,

what questions do you have for this old man? I'll definitely answer them for you."

"It's like this," Du Helun said, "I'd like to ask, isn't the Dortson Group a super conglomerate in your three Nordic countries?

Why your Nobel Group dare to go against them and help us harm their interests?"

Kana's English was very fluent, and the English of the girls, after being taught by their teachers, often

had London and Oxford accents.

"Hehe, actually, there's a little secret here too,"

Du Helun thought for a moment and said, "But I misspoke earlier, so consider this

compensation ... It's true that the Dortson Group is a well-known conglomerate in Europe, but one of its three major shareholders

is our Nobel Group. Why would I be afraid of offending Dortson?"

"Ah?"

Kana and Yuko exclaimed in unison. Indeed, the three Nordic countries had

not disclosed the mysterious shareholders behind Dortson, and it was quite

surprising .

What surprised them even more was Du Helun's attitude.

Kana immediately asked him, "Mr. Du Helun, I understand even less now. Since you're

family, you don't need to earn this money, do you? Even if we succeed, won't you still be

scolded by the Nobel Group?"

Du Helun shook his head and smiled arrogantly, "Little girl, you don't understand! If

you attract customers just because your advertisement is successful, then it proves that Dortson Video Games Company's efforts in the three Nordic countries

are insufficient, and they've actually had their business stolen from their own doorstep... Besides, it's strange to blame others for being too

capable . We can protect them for a while, but can we protect such weaklings forever

? If that's the case, a company that can't make money for us but constantly requires our investment and protection

is better off closing down sooner rather than later."

"Oh..."

The two beautiful girls nodded thoughtfully.

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