Qin Rong smiled reluctantly: "Fine, can we seriously talk about the specific situation of your classmates?" ”

Liu Xiyue changed her words and said: "But he seems to have changed this year, and he suddenly opened up, ancient poetry, calligraphy, and music, all of which have been learned in a similar way, including Professor Tu Fen of Zhonghai Conservatory of Music, and Mao Zhufeng, a master of Chinese studies, have praised him, and he has been very famous in our class recently." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Liu Chongshan bowed slightly, glanced at his wife, and said, "Even Zhu Lao praised him, so naturally he can't be wrong." Carefully, can you invite your classmates back and show them to Lin Lin? ”

"I'm sure I'll get him back." Liu Xiyue swore an oath: "If I can't cure my brother, I will break his leg." ”

In front of everyone, Liu Xiyue dialed Song Baojun's phone, and after ringing for a minute, no one answered and hung up automatically, Liu Xiyue's face couldn't hang up, and she continued to dial once, but no one answered.

Qin Rong was nervous and said, "Fine, if we said such a heavy thing just now, he shouldn't be angry, right?" ”

"How dare he be angry?" Liu Xiyue snorted, grabbed the car key and said, "It's always okay for me to go to his house to find him, right?" ”

"Fine." Liu Chongshan stopped Liu Xiyue and said, "It's not in a hurry, since we misunderstood him just now, it would be a little insincere to chase him back at this time." I think tomorrow is Friday, and there will be a holiday in the evening, so why don't you talk to him when you go back to school, and invite him home again to arrange for him to have a meal, and we will talk about it again. ”

"Okay." Liu Xiyue sat back on the sofa.

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The delegation of the Lige Company, led by Han Weiwu, began a difficult public relations campaign.

At first, it was scheduled to have a meeting with the senior management of the project department, but Han Weiwu and his party of more than ten people sat in the conference room all day, and when it was time to get off work, a female secretary came in and coldly informed them that Mr. Du had something to do temporarily, and the meeting was canceled.

In the next few days, they didn't even see Mr. Du's face, and even the cleaning staff of the project department didn't want to deal with them.

Han Weiwu and the others simply stayed at the port hotel and made all the preparations for the battle.

After a long wait, the delegation of Lige Company spent its days in the hotel.

The most anxious is Han Weiwu. He is almost forty years old, in the prime of life, ambitious, and seized Zhang Xueyuan's opportunity to rejuvenate his salted fish life, and is more eager to prove himself than anyone else.

When there was no money, Han Weiwu used to think that money could do everything, but now that he has money, a greater desire comes: he wants to be respected.

As long as he can sign this contract, lead the company's employees to glory and create new performance, he is no longer an old white face who eats soft rice in the eyes of everyone, he is also talented, and he is also capable!

He will no longer worry about employees whispering behind his back!

He won't be the same waste who relied on women's nepotism to get into a leadership position!

And all this must be built on the cooperation between Lige Company and Chazhou Xingang Project Department!

For this cooperation, Han Weiwu almost racked his brains, and he even used the beautiful man trick that made him famous when the full-time female secretary of the security committee came to inform him.

When Feng Jialin walked into the conference room to give the notice, Han Weiwu stopped at the door with the demeanor of a handsome middle-aged man, with a bouquet of fiery red roses in his hand, and proudly invited the other party to dinner tonight.

As a result, Feng Jialin took the flowers, immediately called the security guards, threw the flowers on the ground in front of Han Weiwu, and trampled them into mud, and left a cruel sentence: "If you play this set again, your contract will never be signed." ”

Looking at Feng Jialin's back, Han Weiwu's face was blue and white, and the colleagues behind him seemed to be laughing at him.

"Look what! Glad huh? Check what loopholes exist in the letter of intent! The old white face turned around and yelled, trying to hide the embarrassment, "All the materials have been redone!" Make sure I'm satisfied! Who didn't do a good job of deducting the bonus of the month, and even the salary of the worst person was deducted! ”

Until the next morning, Han Weiwu was woken up by his colleagues: "Mr. Han, Mr. Han, Mr. Du told us to go to the conference room and wait for the notice!" Mr. Han! Wake up! ”

Han Weiwu was overjoyed, got up, hurriedly changed into a new suit and went out, and all his colleagues were already waiting outside the corridor with happy faces.

Ten minutes after the Lige company and his party entered the conference room, the air conditioner suddenly broke down. Of course, there is no such beautiful scenery as Liu Xiyue's house, which is wet and cold, and the average temperature in Chazhou in December is only four or five degrees, and everyone is shivering one by one.

In particular, in order to maintain his usual appearance and demeanor, Han Weiwu only wore a thin Spring and Autumn suit, and even the farthest people could hear the sound of his upper and lower teeth colliding.

After waiting for an hour, someone finally couldn't help but ask the staff, and what they got was something colder than the temperature: "If you can't stand it, you can go home and wait." The man didn't dare to say anything more, and returned to the conference room.

After waiting for six hours, the delegation of Lige Company was hungry and cold, and just when everyone thought it was like being released on the first day, Mr. Du appeared.

With the arrival of this big man, the air conditioner was also magically repaired, and a comfortable warm air was blown from the air supply vent again.

Secretary Ding gave a brief introduction to both parties.

Han Weiwu saw that Mr. Du was tall and burly, with a dignified appearance, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, much younger than he imagined. His heart was sour, and he said secretly: "Isn't it the second generation of officials?" What's the big deal? ”

But when he thought about this, he completely forgot that he also relied on Zhang Xueyuan to become the general manager of Lige Company.

Du Yinlang is ten times taller than Han Weiwu, with a handsome face, under such conditions, he is still younger, more powerful and powerful, when a real person is more popular than a dead person, can he not make the scumbag jealous?

Come to think of it, the sycophants still have to be filmed, and the grandson still has to pretend.

Han Weiwu immediately stepped forward with a smile on his face and said with a smile: "Mr. Du, my general manager Han Weiwu, Lige, you are so young and promising, it is really unimaginable. ”

The expected politeness did not come as scheduled, Han Weiwu lowered his head for at least half a minute, and couldn't help but look up at the other party.

I saw that Mr. Du was looking at himself with an indifferent look.

It's too strange to describe it in any specific words...... It's like looking at a cold corpse.

Han Weiwu stubbornly said: "Mr. Du, we have prepared a new letter of intent, and please deign to look at it." ”

Mr. Du still kept a straight face and did not speak, and the scene fell into an awkward and quiet atmosphere.

Han Weiwu couldn't get the other party's attitude, so he became more and more cautious, and under the forced gaze of Mr. Du, he only felt a stab in his back, and he was uncomfortable.

"Han Weiwu, right? What about the letter of intent? After a long time, Mr. Du finally sat down in the middle of the conference room and asked.

Han Weiwu held the newly made letter of intent from his colleagues and sent it, and stood on the side in fear.

Mr. Du picked it up casually, took a cursory look (everyone swore that he only scanned it with his eyes for two seconds), then dropped the letter of intent on Han Weiwu's face, and forty or fifty pages of paper were scattered one after another, and said, "What kind of garbage is this?" You fool me with a project with a budget of 50 million? If you don't want to do it, you can roll, I don't need an unqualified company to make money on the construction site! ”

For a moment, Han Weiwu wanted to leave with his sleeves flicked away, but he still held back, for no other reason, the contract worth 50 million was the foundation of his promotion, and it was where he proved his strength.

After Han Weiwu became the general manager of Lige Company, due to the support of his wife Zhang Xueyuan, the journey was quite smooth, and there were people nodding to him wherever he went.

The scumbag couldn't help but smile and said: "Mr. Du, if there is anything wrong or missing here, please correct it a lot, we will definitely rectify it." ”

"Correction? I have so much spare time to teach you how to do things? Du Yinlang sneered and said, "Go back and find out more of your own reasons, don't always ask why." How did you become a general manager? Licking a woman's ass when you do? ”

The surrounding members of the Lige company were scolded by Mr. Du, and some people still laughed when they heard this, obviously Mr. Du scolded very well.

Han Weiwu's face turned from red to white, from white to blue, and he wanted to step forward and grab the other party's collar - of course, just thinking about it, the scumbag didn't have the courage - he clenched his fingers tightly and said in a low voice: "Mr. Du has learned a lesson, please give me a lot of advice, I, I really don't know what went wrong." ”

Du Yinlang ignored it, got up and walked away, throwing down a hard sentence: "Redo it, I will see a new letter of intent placed here before nine o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

"Yes, understood."

Han Weiwu suppressed his anger and couldn't help trembling all over, and when Du Yinlang and the secretary walked away, he said angrily: "It's really not a thing!" ”

Zhang Youjun, manager of the labor department, said in a low voice: "Mr. Han said cautiously, there is monitoring here. ”

Han Weiwu looked left and right, his face turned pale.

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On Friday afternoon, some students had already begun to pack their things and prepare for the weekend.

Song Baojun can't be idle, since he was inexplicably pushed to the position of security commissioner by his cousin, on the one hand, he has to take care of his studies, and now he has a lot of things that he couldn't think of before.

First of all, the new female secretary Feng Jialin needs to report to work.

Song Baojun has not dealt with even a single official business since he took office, and when he saw Feng Jialin hurriedly making five or six phone calls, he was not too embarrassed to refuse, and asked her to wait at the gate of Chazhou University - when the time comes, she can take her hitchhiker when she goes home, and she doesn't have to squeeze the subway anymore.

If Feng Jialin knew that Committee Member Song had let him travel 30 kilometers from Chazhou Xingang just to drive him home, his feelings would be indescribable.

Song Baojun has always been easy to go home, he doesn't need to fill his bag with cosmetics and mobile phone tissues and keys like a girl, and go back with his empty hands.

Walking to the west gate of the school, Feng Jialin waited for a long time in the parking space of 100 meters outside the school, which experienced the whistle of a bored boy, the accosting of a lonely uncle and the white eyes of a fashionable young woman. (To be continued.) )