Chapter 170: What is a Customer?
On the rooftop, on the recliner, Zhao Punctuality, who had palms on the back of his head, looked up at the sky. The sky is like a black curtain dotted with stars, and together with a broken half-moon, it paints a flawed but equally beautiful picture.
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny.
Just like this round and a half moon, this matter is difficult to complete.
At this time, Zhao Shoushi was not thinking about the love of his children, he was thinking about what the consequences of Liu San's disposal during the day would be.
From the afternoon to midnight. Even though Haikou is nearly 3,000 kilometers away from the imperial capital, the imperial capital should have known what was happening here.
Whether it is for or against, the Forbidden City should have instructions to convey it. For this kind of thing, Zhao Shoushi already has a case in his heart to deal with.
But it backfired, from the afternoon to the early hours of the morning. The phone was as quiet as airplane mode.
Zhao Punctual pressed the phone screen and looked at 23:00 above, Xindao couldn't wait for the call today. Just as he was about to throw the phone out, there was a vibration on the phone.
The phone screen shows a strange number with a hint of familiarity.
"Who is so annoying, calling in the middle of the night. โ
There was a three-point anger in some confused voices that could not be concealed.
The person who spoke was naturally not Zhao Punctuality, this was Fan Keren. Just now, she was tired due to some indescribable reason, and she fell asleep on the chaise longue at some point.
Fan Keren, who was already sleep-deprived, was woken up by this phone call. Sleepy-eyed eyes can't tell if they're open or closed. She struggled to sit cross-legged with a look that threatened to fall to the ground at any moment.
With her hands on her thighs, she kept dozing. At this time, she had already taken off her swimsuit and changed into a summer exclusive regular clothes.
At this time, the two recliners are leaning against each other. Although Zhao Punctual was on another recliner, he was also very close to Fan Keren.
He patted Fan Keren's recliner and said, "Lie down and rest." Don't fall for me. โ
"How do I sleep~"
Fan Keren, who shook her head, shook her arms and sprinkled coquettishly, and the corners of her pursed mouth could almost hang an oil bottle, she pointed to the mobile phone that was still ringing in Zhao Shoushi's hand: "Shenjing Bing, who is calling so late." โ
Zhao Shoushi rushed the phone screen to Fan Keren, "I don't know, it's an unfamiliar number." โ
Fan Keren rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "It's either a small loan or a harassing phone call." Hurry up and hang up. โ
"No, what if there's something serious. You lie down first, and I'll try to keep it quiet. โ
Zhao Punctual just pressed the connect button. There was a shrill voice on the phone. It's not the tip of the Ouchi manager, it's more like it's caused by deliberately lowering the voice.
"Director Zhao, I'm Zhang Fu, the drama director of our crew. That's right, I'm a little confused at work and don't understand, and I would like to ask you to give me some guidance. I would like to ask you if it is convenient now. โ
Zhao Punctuality's eyes were instantly full of brilliance. He didn't expect to wait for a call that might save Liu San, but he waited for a call that was likely to hammer Liu San to death.
It's really this time period and Zhang Fu's attitude, which can't help but make Zhao Punctual think more.
It is difficult to send charcoal in the snow, and the wall is easy for everyone to push.
At the critical juncture when Liu San was just dealt with, Zhang Fu's cautious behavior almost made his position clear.
Zhao Punche is still very interested in what news this drama director, who may know Liu San best, can bring. But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fan Keren, who still seemed to be awake.
It was eleven o'clock in the evening, and there was still an hour before the early morning they had agreed.
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Zhao Punchou, who had an idea in his heart, coughed twice, and said in embarrassment: "Lao Zhang, you must have something important to find me so late." Unfortunately, I was with a very important client, and I couldn't get away for a while.
In this case, you can tell me something on the phone first, and if you are not in a hurry, wait until tomorrow morning, and we will talk in detail. โ
"It's not good. There are some things on the phone that are inconvenient to say. โ
Zhang Fu was a little hesitant, he didn't get Zhao Punctuality's promise, how could he be willing to tell the information he knew on the phone. What if you hit the rabbit and hug it again?
Zhao Shoushi naturally understood Zhang Fu's worries, coughed twice, and said seriously: "Lao Zhang, I really can't go back now." You also know how bad Liu San's behavior is. I'm discussing with Fan Ke and Producer Fan how to deal with this matter.
Oriental Media is a large company, and it hates this kind of thing. You don't know how much effort I've put into protecting you. It took a lot of effort to persuade her to agree to my plan of [only chasing the first evil, regardless of the previous suspicions]. Think about it, "
Zhao Shoushi deliberately paused for a moment, and then continued: "If there is no urgency, this is it. Old Jiang just called me, and I asked him what was the matter. โ
Lao Jiang's full name is Jiang Zhong and he is the deputy director of drama.
Zhang Fu, who was on the other side of the phone, could have thought that the insidious and cunning Zhao Punctual would actually use the means to drive the wolf and the tiger. only when his deputy really called, for fear that someone would rob Zhang Fu of the first credit, how could he dare to care about others.
Repeatedly: "Leader, leader." Don't hang up the phone. I have something important to report. It's about Liu San. โ
"Liu San, then tell me and see if it matches what I know. Zhao Punctuality, who pressed the recording button, was not shocked, but there was a biting chill in his calm words.
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Half an hour later, the call was aborted. Zhao Punctual flipped the mobile phone in his hand and showed a knowing smile.
Zhang Fu's words were more detailed than what Sun Yuyu said in the afternoon, although there was also no substantial evidence. But Zhang Fu's words are naturally stronger than Sun Yuyu's.
Sun Yuyu is just a bystander, and her views are inevitably mixed with personal opinions.
However, Zhang Fu is a participant in the whole incident, and the facts explained from the perspective of the parties should be more detailed, which can be mutually corroborated with the investigation results.
There is no need for too detailed evidence to stone the hammer. As long as it can be deduced on the basis of idealism that Liu San did have embezzlement, it would be enough to achieve Zhao Punctuality's purpose.
If Liu San knows each other and is willing to cooperate, it is not impossible to just let him roll up and get out. If he wants to die and break the net, he will inevitably usher in a terrible backlash. It was almost foreseeable that he would be in prison.
In the half hour that Zhao Punctual talked to Zhang Fu. Fan Keren had already come to her senses, but she didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that the person on the other side of the phone would notice her presence.
Seeing that Zhao Punctual hung up the phone, she stared at Zhao Punctual with her arms crossed across her chest, and she didn't speak, just stared straight like this.
Zhao Punctual was a little unclear. Touching his nose weakly, he asked, "Is there anything wrong with my face?"
Fan Keren glared angrily, and asked with unkindness: "Can you explain to me what is called [customer]?"
Just now, when Zhao Puheng was prevaricating, he said that he was "a very important customer".
Zhao Punctual ???: "Do you need to explain this?"
Fan Keren's tone was tough, "I'll let you explain it to me, what is a customer?"
Zhao Shoushi raised his hand and said speechlessly: "No need to explain, this is the customer." โ
Fan Keren gradually lost his patience, and his palm slashed down in the shape of a knife: "I just want you to explain what a customer is!"
Without waiting for Zhao Punctual to speak again, Fan Keren continued: "Explain it to me, what do you mean??" Customers!What?? What is called?? of customers. โ
Zhao Punctual was also annoyed, and he slapped the recliner and shouted: "The customer is God, and the customer is that as long as there is a reasonable need, I have to cooperate and satisfy." โ
Fan Ke was overjoyed, and she slapped her and laughed: "Ha~, it's really a word to wake up the dreamer, it turns out that this is [customer]. โ
"Yes, this?? is the customer. Still have questions?"
Fan Keren's face was ruddy and shiny, he raised his hand to draw circles on Zhao Punctuality's chest, and muttered: "Four weeks a month, twenty working days, eight hours a day, a month is 160 working hours." Calculated based on a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan. Then your hourly wage is 60 yuan.
When I need you, can I just pay you 60 yuan to serve me? Of course, I'm not a vexatious customer. No more than one working day and eight working hours per month. โ
After a pause, Fan Keren poked Zhao Punctuality, "That's it, is there a problem?"
Zhao Punctuality, who vaguely understood what Fan Keren meant, pretended to be vicious and said, "Of course not. โ
In an instant, Fan Keren's eyes were filled with tears. No matter how aggrieved Fan Keren was, Zhao Punche folded his hands and said: "It's okay to be sixty on weekdays, double the salary for overtime on weekends, and triple the salary for overtime on public holidays."
You also know that this is manual work, and it is not easy to support a family. However, you are my only customer, and in order to maintain the customer, I will give you the right profit. In this way, I will give you a discount, thirty on weekdays, sixty on weekends, and ninety on public holidays. Small business, no bargaining. โ
Finally, the tears in Fan Keren's eyes still fell to the ground, she pounced on it, pressed Zhao Punche on the recliner, and said with tears in her eyes: "Give me thirty yuan first, and I'll try your work ability." If you don't meet my requirements, you'll lose my only customer. โ
"Look, you're inside~"
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The imperial capital, on the floor to which the Forbidden City Pictures belongs.
General Manager Jiang Che's office was brightly lit, but it was extremely quiet, and he could almost hear a needle falling on the ground.
Jiang Che was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the imperial capital that opened a new chapter of the night in front of him, and he fell into a trance.
He's working overtime, and he's going to have to work an all-nighter. Of course, this is an external statement, in fact, he is hiding from trouble.
Zhao Punctuality's private actions made Jiang Che very passive, and also made him very dissatisfied with Zhao Punctuality, who listened to the tune and did not listen to the announcement.
This is the thinking of the leader: what the leader says, don't care about right or wrong, do what you are subordinate to implement and it's over.
But Zhao Punctuality didn't, which directly caused Jiang Che to be unable and afraid to reply.
Liu San did not come to Jiang Che to intercede, but went directly to his sister, that is, Jiang Che's wife.
Jiang's wife must understand the truth of [helping relatives or not helping relatives], but this is not a matter of their own family, so it is different.
In their eyes, Jiang Che, as the general manager, is the boss who says nothing, as long as he speaks, what bullshit Zhao is punctual, wait to find it.
They are right to act in their own self-interest. But they didn't consider that Jiang Che, the general manager, was walking on thin ice.
If Zhao made a mistake on time, then naturally he didn't say it, and he could take it on the spot. But Zhao Punctuality is in accordance with the rules and regulations, and it is a measure to win the hearts of the people.
Even if Jiang Che is dissatisfied with Zhao Punctuality, he will at most give Zhao Punctual small shoes to wear in the future.
Knock knock~
There was a knock on the door.
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