Shi Lei was just about to speak, but the fat man poked the empty wine bottle on the table, and opened his mouth to urge Shi Lei to have another bottle.

"Drink it! I'm afraid of you! ”

Shi Lei stretched his neck and glared, picked up a bottle of liquor and brought it to his side, another round of bloody battle.

The second bottle of liquor was in his stomach, and Shi Lei finally couldn't hold on.

He lay on the ground and panted heavily, and the fat man also lay on the ground and spoke to him when he saw this: "You, you kid, really, really sincere!" Let's see this, this cooperation matter depends on me, which ....."

Seeing that the fat man's upper and lower eyelids were fighting, Quan Xin hurriedly handed over the contract: "Mr. Ma, if you are satisfied, then sign it." ”

'Purr, purr, purr. ’

As soon as the words fell, the guy completely lost consciousness.

Shi Lei's eyes straightened as he pillowed the wine bottle, although his stomach was uncomfortable, his consciousness was still quite clear: Your uncle, the business here is not finished yet, why do you say that you will sleep?

Shi Lei was very angry, and stretched out his hand to slap the fat man Mediterranean, who knew that this guy just refused to wake up.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, Shi Lei finally woke up.

The first thing he did when he got up from the hotel was to quickly call the fat boss and say that he was asking him to sign a contract at his old place.

Quan Xin asked him why he was in such a hurry, and he cried and told the truth: "That fat man is unreliable, and the matter of the contract will change later, so the sooner you win it, the more stable it will be." ”

An imperceptible chuckle appeared on Quan Xin's cold face like frost, she didn't say a word, and turned around directly to call a taxi.

Half an hour later, the three met again at the same hotel as yesterday.

This time, the fat man did not have the arrogance of yesterday, and pulled Shi Lei to sit down beside him very enthusiastically.

Shi Lei was a little flattered by the 180-degree turn in his attitude, and turned his head to look at Quan Xin, but Quan Xin still had that expressionless attitude.

The fat man pulled up Shi Lei's palm and said with a smile: "What is this brother called?" ”

"Oh, my name is Shi Lei."

"Well, that's a good name."

The fat man nodded, and suddenly asked, "You guys are the gang from Manfu Company, right?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, you can sign this contract now."

"Huh? What contract? ”

"It's the contract I showed you yesterday."

Shi Lei handed the contract and written documents to him, but he opened his mouth and said, "We met yesterday?" ”

"Uh...."

Shi Lei was dumbfounded, and more than 17,800 grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart: You are playing with me, I forgot all about yesterday today, why don't I believe it?

The fat man looked down and looked at the contract and the plan copy very seriously, and finally said very euphemistically: "Change the plan again, it won't take you a few minutes." ”

Shi Lei's face was gloomy, and he was speechless for a moment, but it was Quan Xin who played the round to not make the atmosphere even more embarrassing.

For the next week, Shi Lei stayed up late in the hotel every day to revise the design manuscript.

At three or four o'clock in the morning, I always get an email from the fat man.

When you open it, you will see that there are all kinds of strange rules and requirements.

The fat man is always obsessed with some inconsequential small details, which makes Shi Lei's head ten big.

He had to put down his work and patiently discuss the final plan with the fat man.

The first design manuscript was returned, the second time it was returned, the third, fourth, and fifth times, Shi Lei, who had been engaged, was dizzy, and the fat man was finally satisfied.

For this reason, Shi Lei danced happily, but unexpectedly, new troubles followed.

Although the manuscript finally passed, the fat man put forward harsh requirements for the budget plan.

This guy usually looks crazy, but when it comes to price, he knows a lot, and Shi Lei is dizzy when he listens to it.

For this reason, Shi Lei and Quan Xin personally went to Jincheng Company and ran countless times.

Based on the principle of mutual benefit and reciprocity, the two sides have launched a new tug-of-war over price.

A week has passed without results, and Shi Lei is worried.

Quan Xin encouraged him to make persistent efforts, and he had no choice but to rush to the top in a daze.

With the belief that they will win, Shi Lei and Quan Xin discussed with the fat man from this morning until late at night.

They neither eat nor go to the toilet, and they completely put on a posture of relying on other people's companies if they can't negotiate.

In the end, the fat man sighed helplessly, and was conquered by Shi Lei.

A seemingly simple cooperation, in fact, is full of endless sadness.

Out of Jincheng Company, standing outside the gate, Shi Lei looked up at the starry sky and sighed infinitely: The dead fat man is too chicken thief, and it is not easy for us little staff to mess around.

Every business is earned by one's own hard work, even if it is a bottle of water or a meal, it is not easy to come by.

Why can't life be like what is written in the novel, casually earn him tens of billions, what fragrant cars and beauties drill a lot of them into their arms.

Luxury life, one step to the sky is all fucking bullshit.

It seems that only being honest and doing your job well is the royal way in reality.

Back at the hotel that night, Shi Lei leaned on the head of the bed tiredly and held his mobile phone in a daze.

The screen is on, and on it is a profile photo of Gao Jiuling walking in the park.

"Hey."

Shi Lei sighed, he hadn't seen Gao Jiuling for half a month, which made him feel inexplicably more sentimental and sad in his heart.

I fell asleep dimly, but there was a sharp knock on the door.

Shi Lei squinted his eyes and reluctantly went over and opened the door.

When the door opened and saw Quan Xin standing outside, Shi Lei couldn't help but be a little stunned: "Sister Xin." ”

"Hmm."

Quan Xin held a bottle of red wine and two glasses in his hand, and said lightly: "If you have something to say, go in and say." ”

"Okay."

Shi Lei flashed a way and let her in.

In the living room, the two sat opposite each other.

Shi Lei was busy drinking, and Quan Xin was teaching Shi Lei some public relations experience on the side.

She says that when dealing with more difficult customers, you have to be patient first, and secondly, you have to do what you like.

After these two are integrated, and you meet a difficult master like Ma Zhenbang [Fat Man], you will not be in a hurry.

Shi Lei humbly taught, nodded to her gratefully, and then continued to listen to her speech: "If you win the single major customer of Jincheng Company, you will definitely be the assistant general manager of the planning department when you return to the company."

This position may seem ordinary, but it is actually a good opportunity to accumulate contacts.

As long as you can grasp this rare opportunity, you may be able to have good luck in the future. ”

Shi Lei scratched his hair, a little confused.

Quan Xin picked up the wine glass and shook it, trying to make his words as simple and easy to understand: "You have to use Fan Zengxin as a springboard and step on him to take the position."

As the so-called workplace is a battlefield, there is only a dead end if you don't want to forge ahead.

Those assistant managers in their forties and fifties in other departments of our company are a lesson for you. ”