In the past few days, the rumors about Founder Qi Weijun in the company have become bigger and bigger, and even some rumors are difficult to hear, which makes Qi Weijun and Fang Zhengqi's teeth itch, but the mouth grows on people, how can they manage it.

Originally, Fang Zheng thought that it was not a fact that these grandsons would talk about it again, so let them go.

This rumor is spreading more and more evilly, not to mention, this party is becoming more and more unpopular in the eyes of the company's people, and even the aunt who sweeps the floor at the door begins to look at Fangzheng without using his eyes, you know, the janitor at the door, the aunt who sweeps the floor originally had a good relationship with these aunts and uncles, after all, he is also a person from the bottom, compared to those "elites", Fangzheng can better understand the difficulties of these people, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar tea, and the trivial things of life often lock people up.

In addition, Qi Weijun was almost collapsed by this gossip, how could a girl be attacked by such gossip, and even the uncle and aunt mentioned above said that Qi Weijun was not clean behind her back.

As soon as this person is under pressure, he often gets angry, let alone such a thing, so in the past few days, Qi Weijun has been angry with Fang Zheng when he finds an opportunity, and every day he is like a big aunt, which makes Fang Zheng doubt his life.

"This damn thing, is it a life of people, not to mention being blinded, and having to be scolded every day, this is not a meal, five scolding starting prices a day, I have to be picked on to write a word, which is too fucking aggrieved. ”

Fang Zheng thought so in his heart, but how could he have the courage to say it directly, at this time, the company's public opinion was not very friendly to both of them, no, it was quite unfriendly, in case something went wrong, he was afraid that his position would not be guaranteed, and he could only do so for the time being.

Having said that, this founder is soaring, and it will inevitably recruit people to defect.

After a few days, the company began to hope to recruit some talents, hoping to find some people with outstanding foreign language skills to completely open up the foreign market, the current situation of the company, barely able to enter Europe and the United States, but developed areas like Japan, basically hopeless, but in recent years, the company's senior management of the decision-making mistakes, just want to enter, but their own technology in the country is advanced, but compared with foreign leaders is still inferior, which leads to the company's investment in recent years is large, but the return is really miserable.

This is precisely the situation that makes Founder ignore the Middle East, Africa, South America, Southeast Asia and other places, which seem to be inconspicuous in the world, but these places are actually places that can make money, that is, a big gold mine.

Just last year, the company opened a branch in South America, and the growth rate of this year is astonishing, and this guy has grown by seven percentage points more than the best branch in the country.

This punch came, but it woke up the company's top management, this guy invested in those developed countries, thankless, and put the gold and silver mountains in front of him, he was simply a big fool.

After all, the senior management of this company is the other party and Qi Weijun, the two new high-level executives, and it is all a workout to hand over this matter to these two people.

The personnel department has been busy these days, and in the past few weeks, there have been a lot less gossip about Qi Weijun and Fangzheng in the company.

One afternoon, Fang Zheng sat in the office, concentrating on processing the data that appeared on his computer screen, although Fang Zheng was busy these days, he was out of breath, but there were fewer gossip, and he was less scolded by Qi Weijun, which made Fang Zheng feel a lot more comfortable.

"Woohoo, it's almost done. Fang Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief, slid his chair back, and lay down his body to relax as much as possible, after all, after sitting for a morning, Fang Zheng's body was almost unable to parry, twisting his neck, stretching and stretching his body all gurgled a few times.

Fang Zheng slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket, looking at the cigarette, his heart was also mixed, thinking that back then, he had thought that he could make a pack of Chinese cigarettes every day, that was really a wonderful life, enviable, but now, let alone a pack of Chinese every day, this foreign cigarette can be smoked vigorously, and I am afraid that I can't afford to smoke China, but these six or seven hundred, or even thousands of high-end cigarettes are smoked, and sometimes it is not as enjoyable as the dozens of dollars of rotten cigarettes.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel a little sentimental, looked at the rows of buildings outside the window, was stunned for a while, finished the cigarette in his hand, and continued to work. But when doing work, Fangzheng's heart is still inevitably empty, this person is always an emotional animal, and it is normal for people to be easily sentimental.

At six or seven o'clock in the evening, Fang Zheng was ready to finish the work at hand, ready to deal with it when he went to work tomorrow.

There have been so many things going on in the company lately, and it took nearly an hour just to wrap up all of today's work.

After finishing his work, Fang Zheng looked out the window, the sun had completely gone down, and his stomach was really unbearable, and he was rumbling with hunger.

"There's no one here, just * a string, go drink some wine to relieve your boredom. Fang Zheng looked out the window and thought like this.

After a while, Fang Zheng drove to his house, first changed into light clothes, after all, it is not good to wear a suit when he goes out to pick up a string, but it is not impossible, the key is this suit, Fang Zheng's suit is tailor-made by an Italian designer, it is expensive, this go to the string, a little oil stain can make Fang Zheng feel distressed for a while.

After changing his clothes, Fang Zheng drove to a night market near his home.

The bustling crowds, the neon signs flashing around the human eye, and the sound of drinking one after another, all of this makes people who live in the city and often have a dull day find a good place to release. People who don't look good and don't say a word on weekdays, in this environment, coupled with the influence of alcohol, often become very different from the past, become aggressive and irritable, and are simply heaven and earth.

Since Fang Zheng was promoted, he has also been to those high-end restaurants, and he has also eaten French food, Italian food, Japanese food and the like that are almost worshiped as gods, and some of those things are really unaccustomed to eating in Fang Zheng's opinion, just like the foie gras of French cuisine, which is really unbearable for Fang Zheng, and the seafood in Japanese cuisine is not made Fang Zheng vomit when he eats, it is really difficult for him to understand what is delicious in this life, last time he went to eat Spanish food with Qi Weijun, and made a joke.

That day, Fang Zheng and Qi Weijun entered a Catal-style restaurant, and Fang Zheng, who was holding the menu, chose a seafood risotto and a steak tartare.

The steak was served quickly, which made Fang Zheng a little surprised, this dish was ordered when Qi Weijun went to the bathroom, Qi Weijun was also curious about how this dish was served so quickly, so he asked Fang Zheng what dish he ordered.

Fang just said the name of the dish truthfully, this Qi Weijun was secretly laughing next to him, Fang Zheng was very puzzled, and when he saw this steak, he was dumbfounded.

This steak tartare is made by chopping raw beef into cubes and mixing it with a raw egg mixture and sprinkling spices. Fang Zheng couldn't help but take this steak with it, so he could only take a bite under Qi Weijun's ridicule, okay, this sour, the complicated expression on Fang Zheng's face could explain everything, he swore that he would never touch this thing for the second time in his life.

After a while, the seafood risotto came, this thing looked quite tempting, Fang Zheng was also hungry, he didn't think of anything and scooped a big bite with a spoon, and the result was sandwiched in his mouth, no way, Fang Zheng could only eat it hard.

After that meal, Fang Zheng had no good impression of Spanish food, and he was far away, but then again, Fang Zheng chose a food stall that was not too much for the family, but not too little, fried a few dishes, and instructed the barbecue stall next door to test a few skewers to accompany the dishes and drink.

There is no sorrow in this world that cannot be solved by one barbecue, and if there is, two meals. Now the truth of this statement has been verified, as the so-called wine has passed three rounds, food has passed five flavors, and after eating and drinking, Fangzheng has also eaten beautifully, and after drinking beautifully, he settled the account and prepared to go home.

This neighborhood is not far from Fang Zheng's house, plus Fang Zheng drank alcohol, looking at Fang Zheng's irregular walking posture, it is impossible to drive, so he walked home.

Walk to an alley near your home, at this time it is almost early in the morning, this alley is full of dilapidated old houses, retains a strong feeling of the eighties, according to the current statement, this is an urban village, the old residents of this place have moved away, most of the people who live here are not locals, most of them are from other provinces and cities to beg for a living, so the security has not been very good, there have been many robberies in this vicinity, I heard that there have been deaths, but they have been covered up by the official.

The dim yellow street lights sprinkled on this quiet alley, the noise of the night market just now seems to be not in the same city as this alley, the two are so contradictory, but this city is not just like people, it is a collection of contradictions, different things collide to produce different sparks.

The street lamp sprinkled a pale yellow light, Fang was walking on the road, suddenly it was dark in front of him, and then the light came again, it turned out that there was something wrong with the street lamp, and the light flashed and flashed.

"Damn unlucky, this lamp just went wrong when I walked over. Fang Zheng looked up at the street lamp above his head, and at this time his heart was also panicked, so he said a few more swear words to the street lamp to strengthen his courage.

Just as Fang Zheng turned his gaze back, a few people suddenly flashed out and pushed Fang Zheng into the alley, and in a trance, Fang Zheng saw clearly that those people were holding a few bright things in their hands.

Fang Zheng settled down, it was a knife!