Chapter 23: Self-Inflicted Cleverness

"Hissβ€”β€”!"

"What's going on?"

"Mr. Chen's name is Jiang Xun Mr. Jiang just now, is what Jiang Xun said true, and he has really become the boss's assistant?"

"This time, but Mr. Song, the boss of Runde, if Jiang Xun is just a small intern, it is absolutely impossible to have this qualification!"

"God, did Jiang Xun pour some ecstasy soup into the boss?"

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In the office, it completely exploded, and everyone only felt incredible, only that the scene in front of them subverted their understanding.

In addition to being shocked, many people quietly took out their mobile phones, clicked on WeChat, and quickly edited the information for Jiang Xun.

Apologize!

Although I don't know what this is all about, it can be seen from this point that Jiang Xun is definitely not simple!

This kind of person, they even dare to openly mock!

Wrong!

They are outrageously wrong and must be fixed as soon as possible!

"Ding Dong~! Ding dong~! Ding dong~! ”

Following Chen Haocai towards the living room, Jiang Xun kept receiving messages on his mobile phone, and clicked on them one after another.

At a glance, Jiang Xun was happy.

My colleagues are really able to bend and stretch.

I was humiliating and laughing at myself in vain before, and when I turned my head, I was able to immediately say that it was a misunderstanding before, and even a few iron roosters who were not pulling out a hair, also expressed that they wanted to invite themselves to dinner.

Tsk tsk.

The workplace is really interesting, and what is even more interesting is the increase in emotional value.

Jiang Xun calculated.

Since I came to the company this morning, my emotional value has increased by more than 600 now.

This is all contributed by female colleagues in the department!

It's crooked!

So, if you have nothing to do, go out for a walk more, isn't this emotion worth coming?

"Mr. Jiang, we're here!"

At this moment, Chen Haocai took Jiang Xun to the door of the reception room: "This time, it is Song Mingpeng and Song President of Runde, and the boss has already accompanied him." ”

After speaking, Chen Haocai pushed open the door: "Boss, Mr. Jiang is here." ”

"Oh, Jiang Xun, come on!" Zhou Zhecai laughed and welcomed Jiang Xun in: "Mr. Song, this is my assistant Jiang Xun." ”

Jiang Xun didn't say anything the whole time, just quietly looked at the surrounding situation.

Mr. Runde Song is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a pair of glasses, wearing plain clothes, and the whole person looks a little inconspicuous.

This made Jiang Xun a little surprised.

You must know that Runde Pharmaceutical Chain is a large chain with more than 3,000 pharmacies and stores across the country.

Who would have known that the boss of such a large company would be so low-key.

When Jiang Xun looked at the other party, the other party was also looking at Jiang Xun, and he smiled first:

"Mr. Jiang is really young and promising!"

Jiang Xun smiled: "Mr. Song has won the award, compared to being promising, Mr. Song, you are much better than me." ”

It is said that he does not stretch out his hand to hit the smiling person, and Jiang Xun probably knows the origin of this person, so naturally he will not make enemies for no reason.

The two knew each other, but before they could say anything more, Zhou Zhecai suddenly said:

"By the way, Jiang Xun, you go to my office first to get a document."

Jiang Xun raised his eyebrows, glanced at Zhou Zhecai, nodded without refusing, turned around and walked out of the office.

Waiting for Jiang Xun to leave, Zhou Zhecai looked at Song Mingpeng:

"Mr. Song should know Jiang Xun, right?"

"It's kind of an acquaintance." Song Mingpeng nodded.

Zhou Zhecai, who heard this, immediately smiled: "If I guessed correctly, Mr. Song suddenly interrupted his cooperation with us before, and even came in person this time, it was all for Jiang Xun, right?" ”

"Yes." Song Mingpeng nodded again.

got a positive answer, the stone in Zhou Zhecai's heart can be regarded as completely landing this time.

"Mr. Song, please drink tea." After hurriedly adding a cup of tea to Song Mingpeng, Zhou Zhecai said:

"In fact, when I knew that Mr. Song's goal was because of Jiang Xun, the first thing I thought of was to fire Jiang Xun and completely clear his relationship with our company."

"After all, he was just an ordinary intern in our company, and I didn't even know him before that, and I may have met a few times, but I didn't remember this person."

"Putting aside the relationship, it is the best choice to protect oneself."

This time, Song Mingpeng raised his eyebrows, and after looking deeply at Zhou Zhecai's words, he asked with a smile:

"Oh? Is it? ”

"But I just heard from you, Mr. Jiang seems to be your assistant to Mr. Zhou?"

"Yes, I just promoted him!" Zhou Zhecai nodded, and without waiting for Song Mingpeng to speak, he added again:

"But please believe me, Mr. Song."

"Although I promoted Jiang Xun, it was definitely not because I wanted to provoke Mr. Song, in fact, I was thinking about you, Mr. Song."

"Thinking about me?" The corners of Song Mingpeng's mouth turned up slightly.

"Of course!"

"I have known Mr. Song for more than ten years, although I have a relationship with you, but after so many years of cooperation, I am definitely looking forward to Mr. Song."

"Even if I am given 10,000 guts, I will never dare to argue with Mr. Song, let alone the opposite!"

That's what I said, and that's called a sincerity.

Chen Haocai, who was accompanied by a smirk on the side, couldn't help but light up.

She really thought just now that her boss was crazy, knowing that Jiang Xun had offended Runde, she even took the initiative to promote this kid, and even asked him to meet with Mr. Song.

This is completely like playing lanterns in the thatched house, looking for death!

Now it seems.

The boss's promotion of Jiang Xun is obviously not as simple as it seems on the surface, and there must be other tricks and plans in it.

Sure enough, I saw Zhou Zhecai say with a smile:

"Although I don't know what kind of conflict Jiang Xun has with your company, or with Mr. Song, no matter what kind of conflict it is, to deal with such a fledgling kid, you definitely don't need Mr. Song to come forward in person."

"Dirty your hands!"

Song Mingpeng frowned imperceptibly this time, but he didn't say anything, just asked, "So you promoted Jiang Xun to deal with him?" ”

"Of course!" Zhou Zhecai laughed:

"After all, the best way to deal with a person is never to let this person disappear in front of his eyes, on the contrary, the best way is to be able to see clearly, this person is struggling, painful, and finally unable to fall!"

"That's the best revenge!"

"And I left Jiang Xun because I wanted to do this, and even I already had a complete plan in my heart, to ensure that Mr. Song can watch the play well, watch this kid collapse little by little, and finally despair!"

At this moment, Zhou Zhecai finally didn't hide it anymore.

There was also a bit of coldness on his face.

This is the purpose of leaving Jiang Xun!

What is optimistic about Jiang Xun, what appreciates Jiang Xun, all is nonsense, he is not so kind, and he will not do anything stupid to offend his big customers for the sake of talents.

From the beginning.

He was thinking about how to profit from Jiang Xun for himself!

Truly.

Jiang Xun offended Runde and caused the company to come to an unwarranted disaster.

This is a disaster for most people, but for Zhou Zhecai, this is a disaster at the same time, it is actually a great opportunity.

can not only clean up Jiang Xun, but also sell Runde Song to save face, this wave is called ......

Kill two birds with one stone!

But to Zhou Zhecai's surprise, after listening to his words, Song Mingpeng not only did not show a smile on his face, but frowned slightly:

"So, what are you going to do with Mr. Jiang?"

"Haha, that's too easy." Zhou Zhecai smiled:

"Being my assistant will more or less require him to be exposed to a lot of the company's core business, and I plan to give him more power at the beginning, so that he feels that he has a bright future and power!"

"And when he has such an idea, I will give him some little tricks, it is too simple to do this kind of thing, I believe that Mr. Song should understand what I mean."

Song Mingpeng doesn't know if he understands, but Chen Haocai does.

So she couldn't help but shudder.

Capitalists are smiling with knives in their eyes!

This is really not wrong at all, if it weren't for Zhou Zhecai himself at this moment, who would have thought that he had planned to clean up Jiang Xun from the beginning, and even planned to set him up.

You must know that Jiang Xun is the assistant to the chairman of the company, and his power is monstrous, and even the general manager has to listen to Jiang Xun's orders many times.

As long as Zhou Zhecai delegates power, Jiang Xun can even be responsible for many aspects of the company's business.

As long as he is given some rights such as finance, procurement and even various departments, he can use these positions to profit from them, and in the end, these things that Jiang Xun thought no one knew.

will destroy everything in Jiang Xun!

Even if he takes 10,000 steps back, Jiang Xun is in good shape and does not do anything illegal.

But as an assistant, sometimes it doesn't matter if he does it or not, as long as he is well prepared and well-planned, even if it is framed, Jiang Xun can't explain it clearly anyway!

In layman's terms.

From the moment Jiang Xun was targeted, his fate was already doomed!

"How's it going, Mr. Song?"

"Are you satisfied with my arrangement?"

Zhou Zhecai looked at Song Mingpeng flatteringly, his eyes were full of flattery, he felt that this time, not only could he solve the company's current problems, but even go to the next level.

It's just that......

The development of things seems to be somewhat unexpected.

Because Song Mingpeng not only did not praise, but also did not even be silent anymore, but frowned deeply and said quietly:

"I've always wanted to ask."

"Who told you that Mr. Song has a conflict with me?"

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