super manager

Chapter 27 [The Wicked]

Inside the sales manager's office.

Du Feng threw the ballpoint pen in his hand onto the desk, leaned back against the swivel chair, and straightened his waist with his hands facing the sky.This is still the most diligent day since I became a manager. I concentrated on analyzing the customer information for an afternoon and drew up a long list of customers that need to be visited.

The salesmen in the sales department are like a group of wild wolves frantically looking for food on the grassland, howling and running around all day long!
Without a thorough plan and doing enough homework in advance, just drinking tea and sleeping in the office all day, want to defeat these competitors within three months?Undoubtedly, it is an idiot's dream!
Picking up the teacup from the table and taking a sip of tea, Du Feng couldn't help but think of another strong opponent: Song Hui.

Increase the salesman's commission from 4% to 5%, and use the method of three-month performance assessment to select the best new sales manager.

It has been more than a week since there was such a big commotion in the company, and he didn't take any countermeasures.And compared to the past, he is much more friendly, and he puts a smile on everyone in the company.

Such a change was beyond the expectations of many people, and even some naive people thought that Song Hui was doing good.But Du Feng understood that Song Hui would never give in, it was just another conspiracy.

Now, while doing his job well, he can only wait patiently, and sooner or later Song Hui will take action...

"Ding... ding..." The mobile phone on the desk rang a text message prompt, Du Feng was stunned, and quickly picked up the mobile phone and clicked on the text message.

'I'm at your place.The bus route you taught me is really good. Take the subway and change to No. 306. It only takes half an hour to get here.I'm going to buy vegetables now, and I'll wait for you to come back for dinner. '

With a warm feeling in his heart, Du Feng smiled and slowly put the phone back on the table.

"Isn't it a little short to let the little mute come over for two days in a week? In addition to going back to my parents' house for dinner on Saturday, the number of times we meet is only three times! The time we spend together is too short to completely untie her knot. Think of another way..."

While thinking about it, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

When Du Feng saw the caller ID, he frowned involuntarily. How could it be Song Hui?After hesitating for a moment, Du Feng picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Manager Du, I booked a private room at the Jujianghu restaurant near the company, and it will be off work time soon. Can you come over and have a meal with me?"

"What is the number of the private room at the Jianghu Restaurant?"

"Private Room 202, let's have a good get together."

"Okay, I'll come right after get off work."

After hanging up the phone, Du Feng let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that Song Hui couldn't bear it and was going to make a move!

Thinking of Xu Qiyun again, Du Feng sent her another text message, telling her not to wait for her to eat, because the company will be late after working overtime.After tidying up the messy folders on the desk, Du Feng left the company as soon as the off-duty time came.

Ten minutes later, Du Feng walked to the Jianghu restaurant on foot. Under the guidance of the welcoming lady, he went up to private room 10 on the second floor, opened the door and entered, and saw Song Hui sitting on the sofa beside the big round dining table.

"Du Feng is here? Come on, sit here." Song Hui smiled happily, got up halfway, raised his finger to the sofa, and then told the welcoming lady standing outside the private room: "The food can be served."

Across the mahogany coffee table, Du Feng sat down on the sofa opposite Song Hui, and said, "Why do you have the nerve to let the vice president spend money, this meal should be mine, right?"

Song Hui waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be polite to me! You have been in the company for more than a year, and you should have been invited long ago. This meal is considered late."

Du Feng smiled and didn't answer.

Looking around the luxuriously decorated private room, Song Hui showed a trace of nostalgia on his face, sighed lightly, and said: "When Mr. Chen was alive, he and I came here for dinner every now and then. We talked about the future of the company while eating. Talk about it." Go, the topic we talk about is always inseparable from the career."

After saying these words, Song Hui remained silent until all the food and wine ordered were served and the waiter left the private room before speaking again, saying, "Okay, let's chat while eating."

The wine he ordered was high-grade Wuliangye. Song Hui unscrewed the lid, picked up the glass in front of him, poured a full glass, and walked along the round table with the glass to Du Feng.

"After this drink, you can do whatever you want, and I will enjoy myself."

Returning to his seat, Song Hui picked up another glass, lifted the wine bottle to fill it up, and drained the wine in one breath, then turned the glass down and looked at Du Feng.

The most indispensable thing on the wine table is to drink to death!Song Hui was very polite. Du Feng nodded with a smile, picked up the glass in front of him, raised his neck, and poured down the Wuliangye which was as high as three taels.

"Okay, refreshing!" Facing the delicious food on the table, Song Hui didn't move his chopsticks, his face was reddish, and he said straight to the point: "Du Feng, don't give your life to Yan Xiaoping, she is not worth it, come help me, I will help you!" I won't treat you badly."

"Correct me, I don't work for anyone! My life belongs to me alone." Du Feng lowered his head slightly, flicked the glass with his fingers, and asked, "Help you? Vice President, do you think this is still possible? "

Song Hui smiled, picked up the wine bottle on the table, filled another glass for himself, looked at Du Feng and said, "I know it's impossible, but even if there is a ten thousandth chance, I have to try it. Let there be one less wall on your way...it should be a mountain, wouldn't it be better?"

Since Song Hui made it clear from the beginning, Du Feng didn't want to go around too much, sighed slightly, and said, "Vice President, if you don't force Yan Xiaoping to sign that agreement privately, but directly promote her to the President The position of manager will win the respect of everyone in the company! With Yan Xiaoping's ability, she can't control the company at all, and the company is actually still in your hands. Like spring silkworms gnawing mulberry, sooner or later the whole company will be yours. Why bother Want to be a villain? Let people scold behind their backs!"

Song Hui was silent for a while, and kept touching the body of the glass with his hands. Finally, he picked up the glass and drank the wine in one gulp. When he looked at Du Feng, his eyes were already bloodshot.

"Du Feng! To tell you the truth, I am not convinced! Chen Qingsheng didn't even graduate from elementary school. No matter how cowardly I am, I was a soldier and got a college diploma! He pretended to be a bad face in the company and asked me to play a red face to do it. Evil person? Damn! I can’t compare to him in that? You don’t understand how a person feels when an opportunity comes when he has endured for many years! When Chen Qingsheng fell down, I just wanted to seize this opportunity and wait for a day. No! I never thought that Chen Qingsheng was always guarding against me! He actually left your chess piece behind!"

"Vice President, you are wrong again." Du Feng raised his head, looked at Song Hui without hesitation, and said calmly: "I have to reiterate, I will not work for anyone, let alone be a chess piece. What you do , provoked the anger of the public, without me, there are other people who stand up and oppose you!"

"Hahaha..." Song Hui raised his head and laughed loudly. After the laughter stopped, his face returned to the previous cold expression, and his voice was low and hoarse: "I am not wrong, I have my ideals, my life creed You hypocrites, as if you stepped on the commanding heights of justice, you can use this to accuse me? Humph, when I succeed, only applause and flowers greet me! Who will remember what I have done? History, always Written by the winners! If Sun Liu lost in the Battle of Chibi, how would you evaluate Cao Cao now?!"

Song Hui's life creed is that a typical person does not do it for himself, and heaven and earth will destroy it!But he is much better than those people who are full of benevolence and righteousness, but stealthily in secret!It's just that the measures taken are too extreme.

Du Feng secretly sighed for Song Hui, smiled faintly, and replied: "There is a Qing in my father's name, and there is a wind in the name he gave me, and the combination is 'Qingfeng'! You have to stand up straight, no matter what others think, as long as you do things with a clear conscience!"

Song Hui's face became more and more gloomy, knowing that there was no room for maneuver with Du Feng.

"Du Feng, the two moves you made in the company are really beautiful, and they stabilized Yan Xiaoping's position at once. However, there are advantages and disadvantages for you. I think you should be clear! It's hard to say which of us will have the last laugh. !"

Standing up, Song Hui walked towards the door of the private room, and when he reached the door, he looked back at Du Feng who was sitting still, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and said with a smile: "With me here, you will lose your appetite for this dinner. I'll go first, try these dishes, the fish head with chopped pepper is good!"

(End of this chapter)