"How's it going?" Outside the conference room on the 59th floor of the Huaxin Building, a manager of the technical department wiped the sweat from his head and asked the manager of the engineering department who had just come out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I was killed, and I was miserable. The manager of the engineering department is nearly forty years old, and his chubby face is full of frustration and beads of sweat on his forehead.

Outside, there were already several managers from various departments seated, all of them trembling and uneasy.

The project plan has been rejected, but the president has them waiting outside, not knowing what storm will come next.

"The budget fluctuates too much, the details are not clear, go back and redo it. After listening to another report, Guan Mufeng said coldly, but the marketing manager who made the report was secretly relieved. Compared with the previous ones, he has already been criticized lightly.

After a round of reports, the failure rate was as high as 100 percent, and the bosses of the various branches who were listening were embarrassed, angry and nervous, and they didn't dare to come out. Guan Mufeng's face became colder and colder, and he summoned all the managers who were making reports back to the conference room.

Looking at the twenty or thirty middle-level backbones of the company in front of him, Guan Mufeng hooked the corners of his lips, and a sneer made everyone's hearts immediately rise to their throats.

"I usually hear from the CEOs that the efficiency and ability of the middle-level cadres of our company are very high, so I have not personally assessed you. I opened my eyes when I saw it today, I don't know if you are deliberately hiding it, or if you really embroider pillows, the projects handed in are all old routines that have been used, no innovation, no ideas, but after changing the packaging, I feel that I can fool the past?!" In the end, his voice became colder and colder, and the backbones who were standing were dripping with cold sweat.

With a calm face, he continued: "It is easy to attack the city and difficult to defend the city, Huaxin has developed to this day, and only by constantly innovating and pioneering can we hold the position we have laid." In the technology industry, no one can stand tall with a little bit of previous achievements, and I don't say that you know this truth. Or are you like me, one person eats enough for the whole family and doesn't care about this one-third of an acre?"

"Of course not"

"No, no, no"

His tone softened slightly, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and responded.

"In that case," Guan Mufeng tapped his index finger on the table, "I'll give you half a month to remake the plan, hoping to see the results that match your salary and position." ”

These managers were suddenly shocked, how could it be in time?

But in this case, they couldn't help but agree, and the bosses next to them stared at them angrily, so they had to respond hard.

"That's it for today, let's disperse. Guan Mufeng said lightly, got up and left the conference room.

Looking at his back, it completely disappeared, and the breath of a group of people hanging behind him was completely relieved. The president has burned the fire today, and I don't know where it will burn tomorrow.

The little secretary who came to deliver materials to Mi Xue glanced at Guan Mufeng, who was passing behind him, and felt a cold wind blowing, and couldn't help but shiver.

"Sister Michelle, what's wrong with the president? I've been in a bad mood since I came back from a business trip. She lowered her voice and asked Michelle.

"Who knows, let him go. Michelle took her materials and said nonchalantly.

She went to work the next day after she came back, and she wanted to talk to Guan Mufeng about it, but seeing him with a cold face every day in the past few days, the anger in her heart disappeared. It's just that the rest of the group suffers, and they are terrified every day, for fear that when the president's fire will burn on their heads.

"Hey, I hope the president will be in a better mood soon, otherwise we won't have a good life. The little secretary said with a bitter face.

Michelle smiled, but didn't answer. He made Yingying so sad, he had to pay a price.