Following.

Since the morning, Zhuli and Hexiang have been staring at the computer screen, anxious and uneasy.

However, at the end of the day, sales were not as good as they would have liked, and the combined sales of each store did not even reach 5 percent.

Zhuli's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and his shoulders drooped.

Or is it a failure?

He Xiang patted her on the shoulder and encouraged, "It's only the first day, don't worry." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Jue came to them with a boxed lunch, first sent He Xiang away, and then sat down beside Zhuli.

"We all did our best."

He opened the lunch box for her, and then opened the plastic bag on the chopsticks and handed it to her.

"Besides, even if Mr. Jing is to blame, won't there still be me?"

His voice was low and soft, like a layer of marshmallows that melted in his mouth.

I wanted to reach out and touch her head, but finally gave up.

Zhuli's nasal cavity is sore, and she hangs her head and keeps buttoning her nails.

When she thought of the she bragged in front of Jing Huaizhi yesterday, she couldn't wait to give herself a slap.

"I'm fine." She choked up, and her chopsticks flicked a few times in the meal, losing her appetite.

"Where's the bamboo pear? I want to see her! ”

A gloomy and somber male voice came from the corridor of the operations department.

Zhuli was slightly stunned, and just wanted to stand up, but Qiao Jue pressed his shoulder and pressed back.

"You eat first, I'll take a look."

Qiao Jue raised his head again after speaking, and the person who came was already standing in front of them.

The other employees of the operation department are also worried, at this time, will there be anything else to do in the operation department except for Xingshi to ask for guilt?

But why did he look for Zhuli by name?

"Mr. Song, let's go to the conference room to talk."

Qiao Jue glanced at He Xiang, who nodded and hurriedly opened the door of the conference room and made a gesture of please.

Song Lang's hand holding the cane seemed to crush it, and his eyes full of cold looked at Qiao Jue, but he didn't speak or act.

Seeing this, Zhuli didn't know the purpose of Song Lang's coming at the moment, but she knew that he had only disliked her since that night.

"Mr. Song, how can there be any reason to stand and speak."

She stepped into the conference room and pulled out her chair, smiling all over her face.

Everyone understands the truth that the visitor is a guest, even if Song Lang is an elder, but the younger generations have done their part, and he will damage his image if he doesn't give face.

I simply went in and sat down with the help of the driver.

Qiao Jue followed, and after entering the door, he closed the door of the conference room.

Syllable!

The contract was slammed on the table: "Termination or compensation?" ”

Song Lang bit the cigarette butt and took the fire handed by the driver, and slowly spit it out.

Zhuli was stunned, her eyes flustered and staring at him tightly.

Why did Song Lang say this.

He Xiang happened to hear this sentence when he withdrew, and anxiously planned to go to the president's office to find Jing Huaizhi.

Song Lang's sharp gaze swept over her face, and after catching her expression, he smiled.

"Isn't it very clear in the contract?"

Takeri was terrified, trembling to look at the page that had been opened.

If Party B fails to meet the minimum sales standards stipulated by Party A, Party A has the right to take compulsory measures against it.

This......

Zhuli's brain was blank, and the blood in her body seemed to be coagulated.

had to look away to find Qiao Jue's reaction, because this contract was given to her by him.

Qiao Jue lowered her head and looked gloomy, she didn't speak.

This article was added by himself because he was afraid that he would not be able to win over Song Lang, who thought it would be foolproof, who would want to do this thing.

Since he and Song Lang had their first meal, he could see that Jing Huaizhi was testing him.

Who is more important between Takenashi and this cooperation.

Obviously, he chose the former, thinking that he would fail completely, but he didn't think that it was Zhuli who helped him.

"Mr. Song, please give us some more time."

Takeri looked at him pleadingly, hoping to get a chance.

Song Lang enjoyed such a look very much, because he longed for Leng Zhirou to look at her like this.

However, the woman did not give him such an opportunity, which made him more and more itchy, and his interest in her only increased.

"Hmph, I gave you the opportunity to take the pear, but you didn't grasp it yourself."

His flirtatious tone stung Qiao Jue.

He knew that it was not so simple to cooperate with Song Lang.

"Mr. Song......

Qiao Jue wanted to speak, but was interrupted by a lazy voice.

"Uncle Song, this is here to ask the teacher?"

Jing Huaizhi let go of the doorknob and stepped in with long legs.

The door to the conference room was closed by inertia.

From the moment Song Lang saw Jinghuai Land, his temples were convex and non-stop.

The hand clenched into a fist covered his mouth and coughed a few times.

"Huaizhi, it's not that Uncle Song doesn't want to help you, it's just that you've been a little tight lately."

"This loss-making business, Uncle Song is powerless!"

He took the handkerchief handed by the driver and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Jing Huaizhi stood beside Zhuli, pulled out a chair and sat down casually.

"Uncle Song, look at what you said."

His long, thin finger nodded at the contract.

Song Lang's eyes followed, and a string of small characters was printed under the Article 20 treaty.

Once the product is listed, Party A must follow all arrangements of Party B (this one takes precedence over others).

After seeing it clearly, his nostrils opened and he couldn't stop coughing again.

"Let's let Aunt Song give you a pair of reading glasses."

Jing Huaizhi's tone is casual and funny.

Mention what Aunt Song is doing, isn't it just to take the opportunity to warn him not to play tricks again.

Stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhuli's waist, and dropped a sentence by the way: "My wife worked hard to sign the contract with you, Uncle Song has to give face." ”

Raising his head and looking at Zhuli in a slightly playful tone: "Thank you Uncle Song for not yet." ”

Zhu Li didn't hesitate and bowed to him: "Then thank you Uncle Song." ”

Song Lang was speechless, seeing that he was teased by this couple, he couldn't speak, but he had to knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Also angry is Qiao Jue, although Jing Huaizhi did this to help the Zhuli Gang Operations Department, but she didn't look happy but felt coerced.

Their relationship is definitely not simple.

Zhu Li was glad that there was no one else in the conference room except Qiao Jue, and he also knew their relationship, so he breathed a long sigh in his heart.

The hand behind her back pinched the hand around her waist.

Jing Huaizhi didn't seem to react, but who knew that his words in the next second made Zhuli even more embarrassed.

"Don't make a fuss, it's in the company."

Bamboo pear: ???

I should say that.

She rolled her eyes, fingers scratching at her side for nowhere.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the conference room was so quiet that it seemed as if time had stood still.

Country W

The sickly-faced woman half-sat on the hospital bed and smiled contemptuously at the woman kneeling on the ground.

"Do you know it's wrong?"

"I'm sorry Sister Airu, but I was too impulsive."

She lowered her head and lost the arrogance and pride of her usual days, leaving only the tiredness of the rest of her life.

Suddenly, the woman on the hospital bed picked up the water cup with an angry face and smashed it over.

"I tried my best to send you to him, but you couldn't even get an intern!"

"And let them have entanglement! You! You! ”

Mu Airu gasped heavily, clutching her chest and pale.