Chapter Eighty-Eight: Let's See?

Haike is a small company, and the office area is not large, and you can see the head at a glance.

Luo Fatzi watched Jing Gao walk into Mr. Wei's office, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

Now, the well-recognized well height within Haike may have a bit of a background. Both officially and economically. Otherwise, there is no need for the exhibition manager of Henghu Pharmaceutical to give him face like this.

It is not a small number of people with such a background to work in a low-key manner in the capital. Like the wife of Warren Buffett, the richest man in the world, doesn't she also do ordinary work?

However, he thinks that Mr. Wei should still have some way to "deal with" Jing Gao. He's a multimillionaire.

Little comrade, "borrowing a knife to kill" is not so fun.

Drip.

Luo Fatzi was thinking about it when his mobile phone WeChat rang. Suddenly leaned back in the chair and looked over.

It's a small group of their several project managers.

"@罗胖子, Lao Luo, what's the matter? Why did Jing Gao suddenly propose to resign?"

"Lao Luo, what good have you done? (Evil smile emoji). ”

Jing Gao has just submitted his resignation application. It can be seen in Haike's office system. Relevant screenshots are posted to the group.

This is actually no less than the explosion of a depth charge.

During this time, everyone knew the "story" of Jing Gao, and it could be seen that the company intended to reuse him. As a result, he is leaving?

Luo Fatzi replied one by one, "." ”

"Lao Tzu was busy helping him implement a bonus of 50,000 yuan, and this Sun thief repaid me like this. ”

"Mr. Wei is talking to him, and he has something to look at. Wait and see. ”

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Wei Zhengyuan's office. The sunlight from the windows poured in, and you could hear the chirping of birds in the woods of the Science Park.

Wei Zhengyuan was wearing a white striped short-sleeved business T-shirt and trousers, his thin figure was slightly shorter than Jing Gao, he walked out from behind the desk with a smile on his face, and shook hands with Jing Gao, "Jing Gao, hello wow." Sit. ”

Speaking of which, this is the first time that Itaka has spoken privately with the general manager of the company. However, Jing Gao, who has passed the adaptation period of Shenhao, naturally cannot have any discomfort in front of the CEO of a 10-million-level company.

If you really want to talk about social status, Mr. Wei's cards may not be comparable to Gong Cheng, the branch president of the Universe Bank.

"Mr. Wei, hello. ”

Wei Zhengyuan looked at Jing Gao, who was sitting calmly and relaxed on the leather sofa, his bearing was really not like an ordinary staff, and he secretly scolded Wei Fat for being stupid. Will he offend such a person?

Wei Zhengyuan said kindly: "Jing Gao, let me declare first, the salary and compensation for your resignation will be settled normally." Then, it is inconvenient for Fang to ask you the reason for your resignation? I still hope that you will continue to work in Haike. ”

Jing Gao took a sip of tea and said, "I quit my job to start a business." ”

He doesn't really have expectations for April's salary.

From Haike's point of view, his behavior was "deceptive". Haike worked hard to help him deal with the "real-name report", but he left his job on the first day he came back. There is no interest in working for Haike at all.

It's normal for people to ask for a card.

As for severance compensation, depending on the company, some companies need to be laid off. Some companies will also voluntarily leave their jobs.

Haike belongs to the former.

This Mr. Wei is still very angry. He actually didn't plan to tear his face with his former club for half a month's salary.

As for suing the fat man in front of Mr. Wei, he is not so unscored. He and Luo Fatzi don't have that enmity.

As soon as Wei Zhengyuan heard it, he knew that his "fate" with Jing Gao was over, so he chatted along the topic, "What are you going to do? If necessary, I will be happy to help." ”

Jing Gao declined: "Thank you, Mr. Wei, for your kindness." I'm engaged in venture capital, and the company has been established. The stage where the project is being reviewed. ”

Wei Zhengyuan's heart moved when he listened, he muttered for a few seconds, and said: "Mr. Jing, I have a friend who works in the tourism industry, and he is short of funds recently and is looking for investors everywhere. Do you have time this Friday? Let's meet at Jinghe Club and have a chat? It doesn't matter whether it succeeds or not, we should get to know each other and sit down and drink tea together. ”

Jing Gao subconsciously wanted to refuse, he was not interested in business entertainment. However, when I heard that the tourism industry was interested, I asked, "What about specifically?"

Didn't he just think about those places to be fun lately?

Wei Zhengyuan suddenly felt that he had a score, walked back to his desk and took a box of Chinese cigarettes, and handed one to Jing Gao. Lit it, took a puff, and said with a smile: "My friend is a tourist town." It is similar to the Gubei Water Town in Dongyun District.

He built a tourist town on the outskirts of the capital, on the side of the Xianghe River, with an annual output value of nearly 100 million. He recently broke the chain of funds. I was so worried that my hair turned gray. ”

Handing out cigarettes is a common means of bringing men closer together.

Jing Gao didn't take Luo Fatzi's cigarette, but he didn't refuse Wei Zhengyuan, after lighting the cigarette, he took a puff gently, and realized the meaning of Mr. Wei's words: The amount of funds required is about tens of millions. After pondering for a while, he said, "Okay, let's meet." ”

He definitely doesn't understand the business model of a tourist town.

But as a god, who hasn't found a beautiful place, a whole farm, and the dream of living leisurely for a few days?

You can touch this line.

Wei Zhengyuan laughed and said, "Mr. Jing is really happy." Oh, here's my business card. He handed the business card to Jing Gao with both hands, and his attitude became more and more courteous.

Itaka smiled and took it, "I haven't printed a business card yet." Let me call Mr. Wei's number. ”

At this time, Idaka found that he not only needed to get another mobile phone card for the company, but also to print his personal business card.

After leaving his personal contact information, Wei Zhengyuan sent Jing Gao to the door of the office in a good mood and shook hands with him, "Mr. Jing, when the formalities are completed, I will send you again." ”

The two staff members who were passing by happened to hear this, and they were shocked and unspeakable. What the hell?

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Sending Jing Gao away, Wei Zhengyuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, sat back at the desk, and first took the landline to call the finance and explain his opinion. Then, after pondering for a moment, I gave a friend a call.

"Alas, Lao Wei, call me early in the morning, what's the matter?"

"Lao Wang, I have good news here. I have a friend who works in venture capital. A little interested in your situation. This Friday afternoon at Jinghe Gathering?"

"Okay. Oh, Old Wei, you've done me a great favor. You can rest assured, when the investment is negotiated, your share of benefits will be indispensable. ”

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Itaka returned to his seat and packed up his personal belongings. Look at the process, it's been approved in ten minutes.

He went to the finance to sign and receive the money. Then you can walk away.

Luo Fatzi, who was sitting in the seat, was a little dumbfounded. Just now, the finance also called to urge him to quickly approve Jing Gao's resignation application, he asked, and learned that Mr. Wei personally called to confirm Jing Gao's salary and severance compensation.

I'll go!

Mr. Wei, I'm still counting on you to vent your evil anger to my brothers.

Luo Fatzi looked at Jing Gao who pushed open the door of the financial room. His WeChat group has exploded like crazy. He's being dissed.

"Lao Luo, you can't do it! Do you hear what Mr. Wei called Jing Gao?

"@罗胖子, that's it, that's it. Lao Luo asked us to wait and see. This..."

"Large rollover site. ”

"Lao Luo's face is going to be swollen. ”

it! Luo Fat Man really wants to scold these gloating people. How does he know what's going on?

At this moment, he saw Mr. Wei's office door open, and the company's first brother walked towards Jing Gao with a smile, "Mr. Jing, I'll send you." ”

Luo Fatzi almost didn't come up in one breath. He expected to be ridiculed by his colleagues for days.