Chapter 13: Don't Take Me Seriously
Dong Xiaojun didn't answer, this guy's speech and demeanor didn't match his age at all, he watched Mu Feng break down Ge Tianfu's defense step by step, forcing him to pay.
What Dong Xiaojun admires is that Mu Feng wants the money back, and he also maintains a guest relationship, and Mu Feng's change is simply two people.
Mu Feng didn't care about him, and kept talking, "Ge Tianfu is a strong outsider and a middle-class type, the more you respect him for this kind of person, the more he will take you seriously." He feels that he is famous, his status is noble, and he is unwilling to get into trouble, he doesn't dare to turn his face with us, and he cherishes himself! β
Dong Xiaojun felt that what Mu Feng said made sense, it was really like that, Ge Tianfu was indeed such a person.
"I tell you, there are only so many kinds of people who owe money, and the first kind of people pay when they have credit; the second is to pay for a face-to-face reminder; The third is to pay if you want to pay according to your mood; The fourth kind is not to be coerced to pay, and the last one is not to be killed......"
Dong Xiaojun couldn't help but sit up straight, nodding again and again, Ge Tianfu is undoubtedly this fourth type of person, and after a little coercion, he paid the money happily.
He didn't know that these were almost the original words of the second uncle, Mu Feng had copied and educated Dong Xiaojun.
"I told you before, you need to sort your customers so that your job becomes simpler. Well, you analyze it now, I'll listen, and then we'll work together on how to deal with them......"
Dong Xiaojun involuntarily began to analyze, and soon entered a state of self-talk, commenting on the customers he was responsible for, sometimes he gritted his teeth if he had an understanding.
Mu Feng interjected and echoed a few words from time to time, touched the money in his pocket, and finally put his heart in his stomach.
Dong Xiaojun realized as he spoke that Mu Feng hadn't spoken for a long time, as if he was talking to himself.
"Hey, why don't you speak?"
Mu Feng pointed to the quartz clock on the wall, "There are still ten minutes, what do you want me to say?" β
Dong Xiaojun was conquered by the theory he had just made and asked, "Mu Feng, are you from there?" β
"Qingzhen Jiming Mountain ......," Mu Feng replied.
Dong Xiaojun sat up straight and said excitedly: "Qingzhen Jiming Mountain...... Duanmu Liangyong is the person you have there......"
As soon as Mu Feng heard the name Duanmu Liangyong, his face immediately changed, and he directly interrupted Dong Xiaojun coldly, "I haven't heard of this person." β
Of course, Dong Xiaojun didn't believe Mu Feng's words, "Duanmu Liangyong is from Qingzhen, you said you haven't heard of it, it's impossible!" β
Mu Feng once again rudely interrupted Dong Xiaojun's words, and said expressionlessly: "That old bastard has a very bad reputation in our place, and our people from Qingzhen came out and said that they didn't know him. β
Dong Xiaojun said with admiration: "You are so awesome, Duanmu Liangyong has become a bastard in your mouth......"
Duanmu Liangyong is such a bullish character, Mu Feng dares to be so disdainful, and dares to scold him for being a bastard. Dong Xiaojun couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the people who came out of Jiming Mountain in Qingzhen were all characters in the sky!
Mu Feng warned very formally: "Xiaojun, let me tell you, don't mention this name to me in the future, otherwise, my friends won't have to do it." β
Mu Feng took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and returned it to Dong Xiaojun very formally, "The money will be returned to you, I want to sleep!" β
After Mu Feng finished speaking, he quickly took off his clothes and jumped on the bed, not giving Dong Xiaojun any chance at all.
Dong Xiaojun shouted at Mu Feng: "Don't, you don't want to make this money?" β
Mu Feng scolded impatiently: "Damn, what kind of person do you treat me for, how can I be the one who bends my waist for five buckets of rice, turn off the lights!" β
Mu Feng lay on the bed and didn't fall asleep for a long time, thinking that he didn't go to Yanjing, and didn't know how Mo Qianshan would react.
He was a little strange, don't say that this old bastard is the ability of the two old immortals in Jiming Mountain, as long as they want to, no matter if they hide in the corner of Spring City, they can dig themselves out.
But why, after three days, they have not appeared in front of him, why didn't they come to him, he couldn't figure it out?
He had the psychology of luck, it must be two old immortals who couldn't find themselves......
The next day was Sunday, Mu Feng got up very early, Dong Xiaojun didn't get up until a friend called at ten o'clock, said hello to Mu Feng after a simple wash, and came back late in the evening.
Mu Feng knew that he was going to the bar again, because he didn't call himself and didn't pay attention to him.
At work on Monday, Mu Feng spent nearly half an hour thinking about whether he would go to Mei Zihan or not, he wanted to change his job.
Yesterday, just to get back a sum of arrears for Dong Xiaojun, he earned 1,350 yuan, if he did sales work by himself, wouldn't he be able to earn more.
In order to solve the economic problems he faced, he had to apply for a job change from Mei Zihan.
Mu Feng went up to the second floor, Dong Xiaojun saw him come up and took the initiative to greet him, Mu Feng turned a blind eye and didn't want to deal with him at all.
Mu Feng knocked on the door and walked into Mei Zihan's office, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he proposed to do sales work.
Mei Zihan was very surprised, and stared at Mu Feng for a long time, he was just staying in his company for a few days, and he even wanted to change jobs.
"What, don't you like to drive me?"
Mu Feng didn't want to hide his thoughts, "That's not it, it's ...... to make money from sales."
Mei Zihan was very uncomfortable with his straightforwardness, thinking back to what happened at the train station before, she felt that this was really Mu Feng's true thoughts, and she did not hide her philistine, which had become Mu Feng's fixed image in her mind.
Mei Zihan was able to bring Mu Feng back to the company because Nalan Zhiting promised Mu Feng, otherwise even if she lost Mu Feng's package, she would rather use money to solve it.
She said very politely: "Do you think that doing sales is a very simple thing, do you think that anyone can do sales work?" β
Mu Feng had long expected that Mei Zihan would ask: "Sales is not a lofty profession, isn't it just the two jobs of sales and payment collection, I think everyone can do a good job in sales......
Mei Zihan stared at Mu Feng coldly, just like looking at this idiot, she didn't know if this guy was overconfident or ignorant.
If sales were such a simple thing, she wouldn't have to spend a high salary and send shares to hire Zhang Hui, and now she has to suffer Zhang Hui's grievances.
"Honestly do your job as a driver, I'm busy, get out!"
Mu Feng didn't move, and leaned forward so that he could get closer to Mei Zihan and smell the faint smell of Dior perfume on her body more clearly.
"Put me in the driver's position, that's the biggest waste, what is a tyrannical thing, that's it. If you don't let me do sales, the company loses the most, you see me, I'm definitely the kind of person who can bring a lot of income to the company. β
Mei Zihan obviously felt Mu Feng's intentions, she controlled the emotions she was about to explode, frowned, and said with a disgusted expression:
"If you don't want to be a driver, I won't keep you, please leave Seiko, I'll pay you back two months' salary, GET, OUT!"
Mei Zihan hoped that Mu Feng would accept his suggestion and pay two months' salary by himself, so as to compensate him for the loss of the broken package.
I don't know why, as long as she sees Mu Feng's face, she can't control her emotions in her heart.
Mu Feng didn't retreat in spite of the difficulties, as if he couldn't see the disgust in Mei Zihan's eyes, and criticized:
"It stands to reason that a highly educated and high-quality person like you shouldn't say such rude words, are you bullying me for not understanding English? Get the hell out of here......"
Mei Zihan also said such things in a hurry, she didn't expect Mu Feng to understand, although she was very arrogant and indifferent, but she rarely lost her manners, and being questioned like this by Mu Feng made her a little embarrassed.
Just when Mei Zihan didn't know how to respond to Mu Feng, the door of the office was pushed open, and a man of twenty-seven or eighteen walked in.
The man is only about 1.7 meters tall, and his hair is deliberately styled, which visually looks a little taller than himself, but his shoehorn face looks longer.
He was wearing a Hermès style, and the exaggerated Hermes belt made his whole person look out of proportion and his legs were very short.
His face became very fast, and when he walked in, his shoehorn face was still proud, and his eyes narrowed into a line when he saw Mei Zihan. "Zihan, you're there!"
Mei Zihan's eyes were full of disgust, and her words were harshly sarcastic, "Feng Kai, it seems that you are not very sensible as the chairman, and you need to knock on the door to enter someone else's office, don't you even understand this minimum etiquette?" β
Feng Kai piled up a smirk on his face, "Zihan, our relationship is the same as that of family, do you still need to knock on the door......
Mei Zihan was already tired of him, but she happened to be provoked by Mu Feng and poured her anger on Feng Kai.
"I'm sorry, Feng Dong, pay attention to your words, I have nothing to do with you, and I don't want to have anything to do with it."
Feng Kai didn't have any temper with Mei Zihan, casually glanced at Mu Feng, pulled over a stool and sat opposite Mei Zihan. "Zihan, why don't you answer my call......"
Mei Zihan didn't respond coldly, as if he was air.
Feng Kai didn't realize it, and accosted him without embarrassment, "Zihan, there is a charity dinner on the weekend of the famous family......
Mei Zihan was quite angry when she heard this, and sneered and refused, "Dong Feng, for such an activity, my identity does not match, please be smart!" β
Feng Kai blinked his small eyes, leaned over and asked, "Zihan, I heard that the company has had some small problems recently, do you need my help?" β
Mei Zihan replied expressionlessly, "The company is very good, Feng Dong still cares about who he invites on the weekend!" β
Mu Feng was deeply disdainful of Feng Kai's method of picking up girls, and what made him even more unhappy was that this guy hadn't looked at him since he came in.
He has always been very confident in his image, but the man in front of him, whose height is at least ten centimeters away from himself, actually thinks that he does not exist.
He scolded in his heart: MD, you can pick up girls in front of me, but you can't ignore Lao Tzu like this.
Mu Feng saw that Mei Zihan didn't like to see this benevolent brother, and stood up, "Who is this?" β