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Turning over and over, that is, the rhetoric on Nanyi's side.

It's nothing more than saying that Zimei Garment Factory makes black money, Zhu Fuling's private life is disorderly, she with men all day long, and she drops out of junior high school and has no education.

If you talk about the previous words, you can still fool people, and the last sentence will make everyone completely unbelieved.

South American students are different from Nanyi, they have seen Zhu Ling's design aesthetics and strength, even if Zhu Lingling really dropped out of junior high school, so what?

"You're discriminating against academic qualifications and being prejudiced against others, right?"

"Who are you? Coming out of nowhere to say this, there is no credibility at all. ”

Liu Mei was anxious, and hurriedly took out her teacher's work card to persuade everyone to believe her.

Who knows, everyone didn't buy it at all, and found out that she was a teacher, and they despised her even more.

"Those who point fingers at others are all saying bad things, how can there be such a teacher?"

"No wonder she looks down on Miss Zhu, she really discriminates against other people's academic qualifications, but it's a pity that Miss Zhu consciously becomes a talent, no worse than someone who has studied in college, but she looks down on people when she is a teacher, what's the big deal? It's really unqualified! ”

"With such a teacher, I really sympathize with her students!"

Liu Mei's face turned the color of pig liver, and she couldn't understand why South American students were so protective of Zhu Ling.

In the end, she was annoyed and angry, and said viciously: "Zimei Garment Factory is a fire pit, not only the money of black consumers, but also the money of black employees, you will definitely regret it!" ”

Then he walked away in a huff.

When Director Mo heard this, he was also a little panicked, and couldn't help asking: "I forgot to ask just now, how is the salary of your factory?" ”

Zhu Fuling didn't say anything, and directly took out a copy of the employee benefit terms.

Director Mo looked at it, and his eyes widened.

The terms clearly state that the designer's basic salary is 60 yuan per month, in addition to various allowances, and when the brand store opens, according to the turnover of the store, the corresponding commission can be converted every month.

This treatment is more than one and a half stars better than other units!

Zhu Fuling smiled and said: "We are preparing to open a brand store, which requires our clothing to be new quickly, good quality, if you come to our factory as a designer, you will get a lot of exercise opportunities, of course, promotion opportunities and welfare allowances will definitely not be less." ”

Director Mo listened with excitement.

The students are not stupid, they have long heard how good Zimei's treatment is, and for a while, they even broke their heads and rushed to work in Zimei's garment factory.

Director Mo saw it in his eyes and secretly said that he had just pulled Zhu Lingling from Nanyi, which was too wise.

When the store Zhu Fuling said was opened, the value of their South American students would be completely different, and he would also be able to make a big face in front of Director Wang!

At that time, Director Wang knew that he had missed the treasure of Zhu Poria, and he was afraid that he would regret it until his intestines turned blue.

Zhu Fuling couldn't care what Director Wang would think, she was busy all day, recruiting designers in person, and finally recruited enough people until the evening, and her throat was dry.

When I returned home, I sat on the sofa and slowed down for a while, and suddenly remembered that I was going to call Cheng Yue.

So I washed my face, cheered up, and went to the newsstand next to me to make a phone call.

This time it was a male voice answering, but it was not Cheng Yue, but Lao Li.

"Looking for Director Cheng? But Director Cheng went out...... "Lao Li is stumbling."

Zhu Fuling sighed, why was he not there every time he called, "When will he come back?" ”

"Maybe not ......so soon," Lao Li stammered even more, as if he was hiding something.

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