Han Weichang reflexively reached out to cover his face, but Tang Zifeng was merciless, raised his foot and kicked Han Weichang's stomach violently, Han Weichang fell back to the sofa with his back to the sky, his head hit the wooden handle of the couch, and with a bang, he knocked out a bulge.

"Director Tang, I'...... I was wrong!"

Han Weichang cried out with a wow, there are factors of being beaten, there are more factors of fear, and there are several achievements because he has been doing ideological struggles these days, and his nerves are highly tense, and after being kicked by Tang Zifeng, his psychology immediately collapsed.

Han Weichang is a person from Benwu, as the head of the sales department, he is very high among the middle-level cadres of Linyi machine, and he has some status in the factory, let alone go outside, who dares not to call him "Mr. Han". But even so, in front of Tang Zifeng, he always had a sense of humility. Tang Zifeng slapped him so darkly that not only did he not dare to resist, but he didn't even dare to give birth to a little resentment.

"Stand up!

Tang Zifeng yelled at Han Weichang, and then sat back in his seat by himself.

Han Weichang stood up honestly, walked to Tang Zifeng's desk, and really stood still, letting his snot and tears stain his face, he didn't dare to wipe it, so he stood pitifully like this, waiting for Tang Zifeng to fall.

Seeing Han Weichang's appearance, Tang Zifeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, when he beat Han Weichang just now, he was also a little unsteady in his heart, and he didn't know how Han Weichang would react. He was six or seven percent sure that Han Weichang would be cowardly, which was based on his previous understanding of Han Weichang. But there is another three or four percent possibility, that is, Han Weichang will go berserk.

After all, being beaten and being scolded are two different things. In the past, Tang Zifeng reprimanded Han Weichang, Han Weichang didn't dare to blow up the stab, but if it was replaced by a slap, would Han Weichang still accept it?

Tang Zifeng's pretentiousness just now was to strengthen the psychological pressure on Han Weichang, so that Han Weichang had no chance to have the idea of resisting. Once the initial sense of humiliation is gone, Han Weichang will no longer be able to muster up the courage to question Tang Zifeng's violent behavior, and he will completely turn into a docile little sheep.

"Tell me, how it happened, from beginning to end, there is no room for concealment!" Tang Zifeng ordered.

"That's ......"

Sure enough, in the face of Tang Zifeng's obscenity, Han Weichang honestly confessed.

According to Mr. Han, he was not really interested in going to "that kind of place" and knew that it was a bad thing. But helplessly, some customers flattered him in every way and had to arrange for him, and he was also worried that rejecting this arrangement would affect the company's image, so he had to do it......

"Wait, Han Weichang, I heard you right, you said that if you don't go to that kind of place, it will affect the company's image, what kind of logic is this?" Tang Zifeng was surprised. I have only heard that in the past, that kind of place would affect the image, but I have not heard that it would affect the image if I didn't go, is there something wrong with the values of this world?

"Now it's ......all like this outside," Han Weichang said, "The owners of those township enterprises are a dragon when they receive guests, eating, singing, bathing, and so on." They said, "Something like me ......"

Speaking of this, he didn't dare to go on, talking about status in front of Tang Zifeng, isn't this rushing to find a draw?

"Say, go on, what's wrong with your status?" Tang Zifeng urged.

"Director Tang, that's what they said. In fact, I know that my old Han is nothing, it is all because of you, Director Tang, that I am old Han today, I should be damned! I was wrong!" Han Weichang said, and raised his hand and slapped it twice on his face. He often practiced this kind of thing at home, and now he is proficient, and those two slaps sound loud, but in fact, his face does not hurt at all.

Tang Zifeng is such a foolish person, he sneered: "Mr. Han, why bother? The sales minister of a large state-owned factory handles hundreds of millions of sales a year, and how many people go out to revolve around you. Isn't it too modest to say you're nothing?"

"No, no, Director Tang, I was really wrong. Or you can beat me up again. Han Weichang begged anxiously.

Tang Zifeng said that he would turn his face, he picked up his water cup from the table and smashed it, and at the same time shouted: "Han Weichang, you think I don't dare to beat you! Don't think that you can get away by pretending to be crazy and stupid in front of me." Look at what you have become now! Wear famous brands, wear famous watches, eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and you still don't look like a human being!

"Do you recall for yourself, what were you like a few years ago? Haha took a train of thousands of kilometers to repair machine tools for others, and was happy like a fool when he earned dozens of dollars. I took a fancy to your hard-working, so I took you to do business, created opportunities for you, and finally handed over the entire sales department to you to manage.

"What is the result? When you make some money, you have to get stuck, and when you have a little power, you start to put on a score? People compliment you twice, you really think of yourself as Mr. Han? You are a bullshit Mr. Han! Let me tell you, for these things you do, I can send you to sift sand in minutes. If your wife knows about what you have done, believe it or not, she will divorce you immediately, and you will spend the rest of your life with your Rolex watch!"

"I ......" Han Weichang was stunned by Tang Zifeng's series of cannons, and he didn't know how to excuse himself for a while.

"What are you? Think about who you are! You told me that you have two children to raise, one 14 and one 16, and you have to earn money for them. In order to earn money for them, you dare to stand at the door of the golden car and hold a sign to beg for money, and you are not afraid to face the police. At that time, you were Han Weichang, Sun Fangmei's husband, the father of your two children, and a ** man.

"But now, what kind of playful are you? Fooling around with a bunch of nouveau riche all day long, comparing food and clothing with others, and even daring to make mistakes in life style. Do you think that by doing this, you will become a superior person, and you will have face? Do you think that if you spray a little perfume, you will be able to cover up the smell of scum on your body? Let me ask you, every time you come back from a business trip and see your wife and children, do you feel ashamed? When your two children surround you and shout 'Daddy', do you have the face to say yes!"

"I ......" Han Weichang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly squatted down, covered his face and cried, tears pouring out of his fingers. This time, instead of crying out of fear, his heart was full of remorse and self-blame.

Speaking from his heart, Han Weichang really didn't like the jeweled ornaments on his body, and the Rolex watch that he bought at a lot of money made him very awkward when he wore it on his hand. If it weren't for the sake of comparing with others, he would prefer to wear his old-fashioned Pujiang watch, which is not so heavy and not so eye-catching, and he will not feel distressed if he accidentally bumps it somewhere.

Besides, being arranged to be a "one-stop" thing, Han Weichang did feel a little fresh for the first time, but afterwards it was more disgusting than pleasant. He has never been able to accept those dusty women, and he has no choice but to appear to be "experienced in a hundred battles" in front of those small bosses of township enterprises. In his heart, he felt that his yellow-faced woman was a hundred times more amiable than those natural stunners.

How did he get to this point? Han Weichang really can't remember. It seems that after making some money, he began to float, and a more important reason was that chance encounter with He Ji'an. It was precisely because of seeing He Ji'an's style that he came up with the psychology of comparing himself with others, so that he couldn't help but come to this point.

When Han Weichang first went out to do business with Tang Zifeng, although he was a little bitter and tired, and he was teased by Tang Zifeng for three days, he felt that it was a good time. If you put in the effort, you can make money, and when you return home with the commission, the surprised expression on your wife's face is the best reward he can get.

In the past two years, his status has been high, he has put on a brand-name suit, put on a Rolex watch, eaten delicacies from the mountains and seas, and is flattered by people at any time, but for some reason, the happiness he feels is decreasing day by day. He sometimes fights with customers and gets drunk, others say that Mr. Han is refreshing, only he knows that he is not drinking, he is lonely......

Why do you want to do this! Han Weichang asked himself loudly in his heart.

"Alright, don't cry. ”

Tang Zifeng opened the drawer, found a pack of tissues, and threw it at Han Weichang. Han Weichang just covered his face and cried, not paying attention to Tang Zifeng throwing things at him. The tissue hit his hand and fell to the ground, and Han Weichang realized it. He glanced down, picked up the tissue, pulled out two to wipe the tears from his face, and stood up, but he stopped crying.

"Alright, let's sit back on the couch. ”

Tang Zifeng waved his hand to Han Weichang. Han Weichang sat back obediently, Tang Zifeng also came out from behind the desk, pulled a chair, sat opposite Han Weichang, and then said in a heartfelt tone:

"Old Han, it's not that I don't respect you, your performance in this section really makes me feel disappointed. I beat you because I believe that your essence is good, and your conscience is not clear. If you make money too fast and get promoted too quickly, the poor will inevitably lose their minds. No one slaps you, you can't wake up. ”

Han Weichang nodded: "I know, Director Tang, you slapped you well." Without your slap, my old Han still doesn't know how much of a mistake to make. Zheng Guowei, the director of Linyi Machine, as well as the director of the factory, and Hou Wang, the old minister of our sales department, actually made mistakes step by step, and finally ruined their reputation. If my old Han continues like this, maybe he will be as finished as them. ”

If you can think like that, it means that you are still saved. Tang Zifeng said.

If you hit someone, you can still get the other party's thanks, which can be regarded as a kind of life state. Han Weichang's performance also made Tang Zifeng feel that the slap just now was not in vain, and Han Weichang was still a salvageable person. If he slapped him and he still didn't repent, then he could only slash the horse with tears and let the powerful department teach Han Weichang to be a man.