Dage

Lao Xiong is a very forward-looking person. He likes the atmosphere of liberal democracy and good discussion. With the open concession of his founder, Wei Qian became the dictator of the entire company.

In Lin Qing's words, since President Wei became Wei Dong, his horror level has also been upgraded from "sneezing monster" to "Bick the Great Demon" with a change of shotguns. The original humanized and flat company Like a fragile soap bubble, he was destroyed by a slap.

Wei Qian took over less than a week, and the entire company became a concentration camp for mechanical operation.

Under such heavy pressure from the Nazis, the work efficiency was almost doubled.

The personnel department closed the door during the lunch break to discuss the result internally. Lin Qing summarized the reason: because every time Wei Dong coldly presses on the person who is delaying his affairs, that look can make people "two wars, I want to go first. "

的 The insider who got out from Wei Qian's office called "Midnight Bell". When the phone was connected, the person who said nothing to him and said "come to my office" was horrible like "Avada's life".

谦 The materials to be submitted to the creditors were repeatedly called back by Wei Qian and asked to be rewritten more than twenty times, only to write the three department managers of the Investment, Finance and Budget Department to grab their heads and kill them.

They have to work overtime, and the administrative and personnel logistic departments need to work together. The entire headquarters and even the front desk dare to go out and buy drinks.

I was just like that, the shaft was turned for more than half a month, there were no days and nights, and the average working time was more than twelve hours a day.

As for the weekend? what is that? Can you eat it

Finally, the last edition was reluctantly approved by Wei Qian.

认知 The recognition that "the new boss is abnormal" is cast in the hearts of every employee like a cornerstone, but it is strange that they did not resign in the end.

When the crisis hits, metamorphosis is more effective than generous leaders.

After more than a month, Wei Qian took three fats and two department managers to walk through several creditors and went through several negotiations.

The result was successful, Wei Qian dragged the repayment deadline by one year.

The price was that he had mortgaged almost all the equity of the project company currently under construction.

In three fat words, he said, "It's okay now, let's go from death penalty to suspended death-hey, isn't your family far away? Why is he here?"

Wei Qian asked people to park their cars under the office building, leaned out and asked, "Why are you here?"

Wei Zhiyuan got off the bicycle and shoved a lunch box into his hand from the window: "I'm going to a seminar with a teacher next week. I may be back at the weekend. What do I do every day? Okay, I paid for her salary and the money for shopping. I put all the clothes you want to wash in the small basket at the door, and she will pick them up. I also bought an extra copy of daily necessities at home. Okay, I have arranged the medicines that Grandma usually takes in order. I will write a few tablets for each of them and stick them next to the medicine bottle. If Xiaobao is not at home, you can get her three times a day. "

谦 Wei Qian frowned inconceivably. Although Wei Zhiyuan explained a lot of things that he didn't need to do, it really felt trivial and troublesome in his ears.

"You have to remember to eat on time," Wei Zhiyuan said, "I bought a box of milk and put it in the refrigerator. When I drink it, it gets hot, don't drink cold."

After Wei Weiyuan instructed him, it seemed as if he remembered the presence of others. He seemed to be a little "embarrassed" and smiled at the others: "Brother, third brother, then I'm leaving."

After speaking, he carried his shoulder bag, got on the bicycle, and disappeared at the corner of the street in a blink of an eye.

The expressions of the two managers are as fantasy as they have just seen bin Laden digging his nostrils-although their perverted boss didn't say a few words from beginning to end, they look good-looking.

What is Mr. Wei Wei and Yan Yuese?

That's like Jurassic and donuts. It's two things that are incompatible with each other!

At this time, only the performance of Mr. Sanfa Tanyu was calm ... even severe.

He felt some kind of crisis from the side of the city from the perspective of an onlooker—when did Wei Qian's family live so hard?

Wei Qian's past days were so casual. He wanted to eat fried dough sticks and opened the window and snarled downstairs. He owed no change first and grabbed a rice when he didn't want to eat. Just pick two pickles and eat. And every morning when he rode a bicycle to school, he grabbed a piece of corn from the old Mr. Song's pot, holding the handlebar in one hand and holding it in the other. Although a few years have passed, San Fat still has a delusional illusion.

San fat has been in the office for a long time, and unconsciously thinks deeply. Wei Zhiyuan felt to him like an immobile spider, subtly weaving in his home a sort of invisible and intangible web of order. Everyone will subconsciously get used to and obey-including Wei Qian, the head of a strong and capable family.

Just now, San Fat saw Wei Qian frowning clearly. Based on the friendship between the two of them when they wore crotch pants, San Fat could read from his eyes, "Ah? Why did you suddenly say that it was going to be a trouble?"

If it had been in the past, let alone my brother went out for a week, it would be no problem for Wei Zhiyuan to go abroad to study in Antarctica for two years. Whoever loves where to go, as long as he doesn't die outside, he wo n’t return. Plug some money-the one who is less annoying in front of him, the more he stops.

I have changed, I have changed unknowingly.

拎 Wei Qian took the lunch box and got out of the car. San Fat followed him up and went upstairs with him. He decided to figure out what it meant.

He Sanfa tentatively asked, "Why did you become your housekeeper?"

Wei Qian sighed, "I don't care about this."

San Fat said half-jokingly, "You ca n’t do it, emperor, power is overstretched. Do you remember when the door of the House of Government opened?-Do you know what brand of toilet paper you use at home, hourly wages? How much is it? "

Wei Weiqian: "..."

He really didn't know.

In the past, when Mrs. Song was the head of the family, because she was illiterate, she could n’t understand many things and could n’t do it. We still needed Wei Qian's attention. Since Granny Song was ill, it seemed that no one had noticed, these things have been taken over by Wei Zhiyuan, Wei Qian seems to have never gone through his mind.

He Sanfa shook his head: "It's over, long live, you are waiting to be usurped by the palace."

Wei Qian smiled and didn't go to his heart, thinking he was playing.

San Sanfei said in a circle and said, "Yes, I still want to ask, your family is almost a junior and you didn't find you a brother or sister in school?"

哪 Which grandson did not open the pot, Wei Qian's face changed at the time: "Don't mention it."

Twenty-three fats were carrying no one around them, followed Wei Qian's office forward and backward: "What? He found a salt-free girl or a Hedong lion?"

That's fine. As long as she is a woman and alive, Wei Qian feels that she can enjoy it.

The debt was dragged on for another year. Wei Qian felt that he was relieved. Before he could catch his breath, he was blocked by the three fat again. At first, he didn't want to say that he wanted to fight off at will, and said: "People are busy every day. There are a lot of extra-curricular activities in class and after class, and I can occasionally invest in a gadget to make a little money."

"Oh, I know this. When we were as big as him, was n’t it that the old bear huyou said," Labour is the past, capital is the present, and technology is the future. "We dare to do the" now ". Those who are promising start staring at the "future" now. "San Fat said," When you were away from home on business trips, I saw the children once, and they brought computers to meet at your house, a few kids, and There are two little girls, hey, don't tell me, there is a girl who doesn't know how to grow, it really has a "future flavor", especially handsome ... "

Wei Qian swallowed the lunch box that Wei Zhiyuan had prepared for him aside, took chopsticks as a pen, and turned around with his fingers. Finally, he couldn't help but tell the fat to the fat: "No drama, that girl is good Chengtianxian doesn't work either. "

Yun Sanfei felt here in advance, Wei Qian's answer came out, his eyelids jumped, and a crow's mouth became real.

Sure enough, Wei Qian said weakly, "The **** told me that he liked a man, and I have been arguing with him for years, and I won't come back alive."

Although San Sanfei had expected it early, but I heard it myself, I still didn't know what expression to use, so I had to put on a fantasy face.

谦 Wei Qian sighed and looked up and asked San Fat to say, "When your brothers tell you, don't tell me out of the way, it's not good for the children."

Yun Sanfei looked at Wei Qian and found with sorrow that the unconscious brother was still giving money.

He knew that he could n’t say it. At first, Wei Qian did n’t necessarily believe it. Second, when he really said it was broken, he did n’t know what would happen. Who is there? "

Wei Qian rolled him a look: "Who knows-anyway, it's not you, don't be nervous, you look safe."

He Sanfa was so sorry for his misfortune and angered him, he said, "My brother ..."

Wei Qian thought he was lamenting Wei Zhiyuan and waved his hand and said, "Let him go, I can't control it anyway."

Yeah, silly brother, I'm afraid you ca n’t help it--San Fat looked at Wei Qian with a terrible expression, and stood up and left Wei Qian's office, and finally understood how he took the high fever back then. Fire, taking pneumonia as a cold, he has never hated Wei Qian's informal manner like he does now.

After San Sanfei returned, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he was. Like most straight men, Wei Zhiyuan's distorted feelings towards Wei Qian made him uncomfortable.

Wei Zhiyuan grew up watching him. He was called "San Brother" from childhood to big, and San Fat didn't want to use evil words to judge him or evaluate him. He didn't want to use the word "disgusting" to describe it, but let him accept it frankly. of.

Yun Sanyuan felt that he knew what Wei Zhiyuan thought. Wei Zhiyuan was brushing his sense of existence in a certain way. If this continues, Wei Qian will one day be inseparable from him.

Because of his family when he was a child, Wei Qian and women had some obstacles in their relationship. San Fat didn't want to watch Wei Zhiyuan go astray, let alone watch him involve his brother.

This is not okay. It will be dangerous to go on like this. It will have to think of a way to destroy this matter-San Fat thought secretly in his heart.

Regardless of San Fat's intentions, after Wei Qian exhausted his system and solved the debt problem temporarily, he found a turnaround in the revitalization project. The turnaround was the most unsettled consultation ever. division.

The cost of a large consulting company ranges from one million to ten million. For Wei Qian, who is "money is everything" at this time, it is too expensive. He can only afford some local and relatively small ones. Consulting company, the other party sent an individual to approach him.

The name is Ma Chunming, who is about the same age as Wei Qian himself, and also has a baby face, a dimple with a smile, and his face, clothing, and talking all seem to use life to interpret what is called "no hair on the mouth. "It's extremely unreliable."

Wei Qian looked at his old suit, which was like a performance art, and had to be patient and asked tentatively, "What is your professional background?"

Consultant Comrade Ma Chunming proudly told him, "Food safety."

Wei Weiqian: "..."

When Ma Chunming saw his expression, his self-confidence was hit first. He carefully opened the folder in front of him and explained quietly, "But I don't think my major is important. I can quickly find out one within ten days. Industry, this is the quality that customers need. "

Wei Qian thought for a while, and it makes sense. He is still a student of life sciences. Now he is sitting in this position by mistake. People rely on this to eat. How many should have two brushes?

So he maintained a polite and gentle attitude, and continued to ask: "Then I can ask you, how did you get the whole industry in ten days that has nothing to do with your major?" "

Ma Chunming pondered for a moment, and used the same posture and tone of review: "This ... Don't hide that, this is actually my first contact with business. I ... I am a doctoral student who just graduated from school. Less than half a year. "

博士 A food safety doctor who is not brought and taught by a real estate boss stands in front of a real estate boss. What is the difference between a child who was thrown into the Gobi and just learned to walk?

Wei Wei Qian even noticed that the other's hand holding the folder was shaking.

What is cheap but not good?

Wei Qian completely lost his patience, and planned to call the insider to invite the doctor out.

Who knew that Ma Chunming would be wit this time. Upon seeing his indifferent expression and the movement of holding up the phone, he immediately knew his fate that he was about to be thrown out. He hurriedly tried to save it and spoke at the speed of a machine gun. Fight for the opportunity yourself: "I, I, I can really understand an industry within ten days, you listen to our steps!"

谦 Wei Qian said indifferently, "I don't have to listen anymore, I don't want to spend money to ask someone who learns food to teach me how to sell a house-even a Ph.D."

When he finished speaking, he picked up the phone and dialed directly to the executive: "Call someone over and help me deliver the guests."

春 Ma Chunming straightened his fingernails nervously, his eyes blinked fast, and his round face made him look like a marmot who was blowing wind.

"You listen to it! I will finish right away-we will first study what the entire industry depends on, that is, what everyone sells." Marmot quickly said, facing Wei Qian indifferent With his eyes on his forehead, a layer of sweat was soaked, but he had no choice but to keep talking, hoping to touch the young man in front of him with a little hope.

"After studying the actual value, we will study what the source of these values ​​is, that is, from the beginning of" production "to the complete sale, which links are auxiliary and which are the key points, that is, creating value of."

At this time, the door of Wei Qian's office opened. A male employee of the administrative office first greeted Wei Qian with training, then his eyes fell on the consultant who was crying, and said politely, Is this guest going out? "

Ma Chunming didn't expect that he would be messed up so quickly. He suddenly felt that life was darkened. He watched Wei Qian with a sad and inexplicable expression, took his own bag wryly, and thought desperately: Am I such waste? After finishing my Ph.D., I couldn't find a counterpart job. I finally moved into a "consulting company". After entering, I found that it was almost the same as a "liar company". The first time I did business, I was scorned by clients ...

Ma Chunming felt that someone like himself was not going to die alive, so after he decided to leave, the first thing he did was find a subway station and lay down.

At that moment, Wei Qian suddenly said, "No, I'll let you pour a glass of water for the guests. He will sit for a while."

I was brain-bending how he was bruised by the speeding train, and Ma Chunming, who had his eyes hanging on the window, stopped.

Until that staff member poured him a glass of water and quit silently.

Wei Qian put his hands on the table, "What did you just say? The value of each link from the start of the project to the product sale? Let me be more detailed."

Ma Chunming breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his forehead with sweat: "It is necessary to figure out what links there are, what to do in the early stage, what to do during construction, etc., and whether each step can succeed in the project. Impact."

Wei Qian suddenly felt a sense of openness, he found where he was wrong.

When he first cooperated with Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang's value lies in his contacts. He has a very local background and can get the place they want with high quality and low price. This is the value, which is reflected in the large cost of the final product. Reduce on.

However, this time no, Zhang is always a terrifying snake. He ran to the city of C to fight for a piece of land without any foundation, so he lost his minimum advantage.

环节 The land acquisition process for them to obtain the right to use the land was very smooth, as smooth as it was taken for granted.

But they should have known that the early stage of land acquisition was obviously a very important value-added link. The superiority of contacts or planning was the key point of value-added. These key points were not reflected at all, and the government quickly approved the land use permission. Is it not the conclusion that "No one picks Li Shengda Road, he will suffer?"

Fortunately, fortunately, it is impossible.

Wei Qian instantly figured out the crux of the problem, and immediately flashed the direction of several solutions.

"Ma Chunming, right?" He raised his head and smiled at the disturbed marmot, "We invite you to stay and complete this consultation, and if possible, you are welcome to join our company."

The next morning, Wei Qian went to the company for a meeting early. Wei Zhiyuan packed his luggage and told Granny Song. Finally, he took a circle around the house to make sure that he didn't miss anything, so he took the door away.

He did n’t know how his strategy of cannibalizing it. Wei Zhiyuan decided to test it. He could n’t do it when he was around. Occasionally he stayed away for a few days to see the situation of losing the helmet and armor, so he agreed to the teacher Invitation.

This is a progress test.

Wei Zhiyuan doesn't know yet that his opponent in the future is Sanfa, an invisible destroyer. He is still optimistically estimating that if he goes on, it will be a year or two.

He thought that he still had a lot of time, so he could figure it out slowly.

Xiao Xiaobao stayed in the art school dormitory for a short period of time during the holidays, and had additional training, so as soon as Wei Zhiyuan left, the home was empty.

The old woman Song Song struggling with a cane, moved out of the room, and walked around the room twice, already sweating.

"I'm a waste person." She thought, looking down at the walking stick in her hand, "This thing can't be thrown away when it's picked up."

Her mood was gloomy. Recently, Mrs. Song has always been like this. If she feeds her, she eats and buys her things. She is used to reprimanding others for not living. She either looks angry or slouching and becomes extremely It's hard to please, nobody knows how to make her happy.

Granny Wu Song knew that she was becoming stupid. She started to lose her keenness for numbers, but she could not count it. Even the concept of money became thin. What I said earlier, I forgot about it in two minutes, and after a long time, I remembered it again, and found that I had made the annoying car chatter.

The grandmother Wu Song survived strong and recovered well but lost her ability to be happy.

As soon as Xiao Bao, who would say and laugh, left, she became even more lonely.

Mrs. Song slowly moved the crutches and opened the door to the next door. She was going to sit with Mama and sit now. She now speaks vaguely, and she has to be told several times to understand. They are all busy. Mrs. Song is afraid of being annoying. Only Mazi has this time to chat with her.

I waited for her to enter into Mazi's house. Old Song found that Mazi was staring at a stale map of the city.

Old Song Song asked, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

Mama Zima turned her head and met Granny Song, but she didn't panic. She knew that what she did was fussed by anyone who saw it. Only the old lady couldn't.

They share the same helpless physical feelings, and they also have the same pain and loneliness.

大 "Sister," Ma Zi lowered her voice, with a strange and pure smile that seemed to know that she was about to go to the playground. She said to Granny Song, "I plan to leave."