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215 Chapter 213, false mockery

Cao Mengxing sent Qin Pengyuan away, and stood beside the car smoking two cigarettes alone.

He recalled every question on the list just now, trying hard to imprint the questions and situations in his brain.

According to the assessment list, Qinghe Winery seems to be terminally ill, far more dangerous than it looks.

But thinking about these problems, how much better can my current situation be?

If you want to avoid these troubles, you must do a good job at the source.

This is an extremely profound example.

What Cao Mengxing saw was the problems listed on the list, but the people of Qinghe Winery were caught in the problems and couldn't see their confusion clearly.

After waiting for nearly half a month, there was no news from Qin Pengyuan.

This thing is supposed to be completely cold.

Hu Yuliang stood in front of the office window, looking at the blue sky, and suddenly regretted it.

Maybe I was misled.

Because of 6000 million, I have to continue to take risks and pressures, otherwise, at this time, he may have traveled around with gold and silver treasures.

A slip of a step becomes an eternal hatred!
Especially when he saw the report for the four months of the new year, he had such a feeling.

Because 8000 million goods were suppressed last year, how to digest them has become a big problem now.

All the people and agents of Qinghe Distillery focused on the success of the acquisition, but now that the acquisition failed, the slack during this period and the problems in reporting began to appear, making it even more difficult.

At the beginning of the year, in order to deal with the acquisition, the sales task was set to 3.5 million, but half a year later, the sales volume was only 5000 million.

The result of killing the chicken and taking the egg is bound to be the chicken flying egg.

Maybe he, like his subordinates, thinks things are a bit simple.

Qin Pengyuan was like a booster, bringing hope and excitement, but after he left, there was nothing left.

Liu Qingyu, the tallest sorcerer who ever danced, was completely listless like his brother.

I thought that there would be a good result in the end, that I could be reborn as a phoenix, but that was all in vain.

He sat in his office, not knowing what to do for a while.

It was obvious that he used too much force before, wishing he could kneel down and call Qin Pengyuan and Lei Yiming his father, but now, he became the biggest loser.

Zheng Yongping, Huang Shengguo, Ma Guanghai, including Wu Honghai, seemed to be secretly laughing at himself as a clown, so how could he continue to stay?

The fate of a doggy man must be a terrible death!

He stood up and wanted to talk to Zheng Xiuju, others laughed at me, why did the office director report less about his work?

But when he walked to the door, he hesitated and sat back on his seat, picked up the phone and dialed.

"Director Zheng, come to my office."

In the past, he wished to find any opportunity to sit in the office director's room for a while, but now, he was really afraid of meeting someone.

Zheng Xiuju was not as embarrassed as he was, because she was only responsible for logistical support and arranging connections, which was her job.

On the contrary, she was looking forward to it: No matter what the result is, this matter finally has a result, which means that there will be a break between herself and Zhao Zhiyang.

The only disappointment is that if the acquisition is not successful, it means that I have to face these familiar people and these familiar troubles.

"Liu Dong, are you looking for me?"

Zheng Xiuju came to Liu Qingyu's office, looked at the disappointed mage, wondering what was the arrangement.

"I think your recent state is a bit wrong!"

Liu Qingyu frowned and said.

Her mental state seems to have improved a lot recently, and her whole person looks a little refreshed, which has changed from the previous gloomy.

"Me? I'm fine!"

"Don't think that it's over when the Xijiu Group is gone! The work has to continue! We must do a good job of promoting ourselves, you can't just relax like this!

Besides, I'm waiting for news now, it's not that there is no chance at all, you have to be nervous! "

Liu Qingyu still had the last trace of fantasy and luck in his heart, and even if the acquisition failed completely, the director of the office had to take himself seriously.

"I didn't relax...I have been handling the work step by step. Mr. Zheng just arranged for us to organize personnel to clean up yesterday..."

Zheng Xiuju was a little puzzled, she never relaxed.

"You can arrange those things! There is a manuscript here, you can copy it and send it to the newspaper. Now we are on our own, so why don't you shout it out?
Otherwise, others will think we can't do it! "

Liu Qingyu always speaks righteous words.

Zheng Xiuju was a little helpless, but she still walked over and handed over the USB flash drive she was carrying.

A strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine wafted over. On the desk, there was a transparent water glass full of Chinese medicine juice, and beside it were two boxes of medicine, which were written Huiyuan Shen-bao.

Liu Qingyu keenly noticed the embarrassment in her eyes, and then quickly put away the medicine.

Suddenly no one knew what to say.

After copying the materials, Zheng Xiuju quickly took the USB flash drive and walked out of the office.

Liu Qingyu looked at her sky-defyingly long legs, and suddenly frowned.

After taking the medicine for four months, there was still no effect, which was related to the fact that he had nothing to drink.

Thinking about the countless times he drank wine for his future and opportunities during this period, he suddenly felt that it was not worth it.

Every time I go home, I will face my wife’s torture to extract a confession, as well as ridicule and ridicule:
The tiger collapsed, shit isn't it!
Back in the office, Zheng Xiuju secretly laughed in her heart, it seems that this excellent mage also has something hard to say, probably secretly sad.

But thinking about it, she felt lonely again.

What is the difference between the present self and him?

Although Master Jiao is a trustworthy partner, he can only work hard in the dark tunnel after all, and he can't do anything else.

The calendar on the table clearly marks the date, and in a few days, all the sales managers who are away on business will be back for a meeting.

At that time, Zhao Zhiyang will also come back. Now, maybe it's time for a final showdown with him.

Anxiety and restlessness echoed in Zheng Xiuju's thoughts, making her a little restless.

This state not only troubled her, but also troubled everyone in Qinghe Winery.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Everyone feels the great regret and the disappointment that follows the pity.

Sitting in the conference room, Zhao Zhiyang looked at every colleague and leader around him, seeming to be disappointed.

The acquisition dream has already woken up, so there is no need to think about it anymore, but there is still hope for my vice president dream, and this matter still needs to be fought.

"Come on, all of you! Don't be like frost-beaten eggplants! It's almost May now, and the sales are almost zero! What do you all eat?"

Zheng Yongping scolded everyone at the meeting, and now only he and Huang Shengguo seem to have been beaten.

"If you can't finish this year's task, pack up and leave!"

Zheng Yongping thought that strong intimidation would scare everyone, but he forgot that he was also the one who gave the order to forcefully suppress the 8000 million inventory.

False jokes can never replace the truth.

(End of this chapter)