Five-star talent! I'm determined to hire this employee!

Zhao Mingxuan never had the consciousness of waiting, and he hoped that this enterprise could last longer.

"Boss, I'll go out to get orders."

Serious words and solemn eyes made Song Jiang serious, "Are you enough alone?"

Zhao Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

"They are not suitable."

Yes, not suitable!

Whether it is Shen Xingyu, Zhang Yin, or the employees in the factory. None of them have ever been to the wine table, and they don't know the unspoken rules of socializing at all.

Song Jiang was silent, he knocked on the table and made up his mind.

"I'll go with you."

? !

Zhao Mingxuan's eyes widened, and he heard it just as he was about to persuade.

"You have to understand all these, it's better to understand them earlier." Song Jiang stood up, "You don't have to worry about me dragging you down, this time I'll be your little brother."

I'll be your little brother——

Zhao Mingxuan was startled and shook his head quickly, "Boss, you're joking, how can you be my little brother." I dare not believe you if you say it.

The most taboo in the workplace is to put the boss in the same position.

"Stop talking nonsense. When are you leaving?"

"..." Zhao Mingxuan was silent and confirmed again, "Do you really want to go? This is not an easy job."

"Let's go!"

Without hesitation, Zhao Mingxuan looked at Song Jiang, whose face was full of collagen and looked easy to deceive, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Then I'll make it clear in advance." He took a step back and bowed 90 degrees, "I have to offend you."

Song Jiang was stunned by the solemn action. The next second, Zhao Mingxuan turned and left, with hurried steps. When he came back again, he was holding a thick stack of information in his hand.

"Bang."

A heavy voice, "Boss, please read these."

"Then" he put a notebook in the middle, "This is the more important data I recorded, you have to memorize it."

Song Jiang's forehead was sweating, "Is there so much?"

He remembered that the production process of the factory was very simple.

Zhao Mingxuan's tone slowed down, "You don't have to go."

"..."Song Jiang took a deep breath, "I'll memorize it."

Isn't it just information? !

Isn't it okay if I look at it? ! !

Painfully putting his phone into the drawer, Song Jiang opened the first document and read it carefully.

Zhao Mingxuan stood by and watched for a few minutes, then walked out quietly and closed the door.

He had no expectations for the outcome of the matter.

How many people gave up halfway, not to mention that the person was the boss. He should book a single ticket in advance.

…

"A tree can only produce 300 ml of natural rubber a day. According to different characteristics, some synthetic rubber needs to be added, and then vulcanizers, gelling agents, antioxidants and other additives need to be added..."

"Natural latex has toughness, can be washed with water, but must be washed by hand..."

"Absorb vibration, resist compression fatigue, and have good load-bearing capacity..."

"180*200*5 costs 850 yuan" Countless knowledge echoed in his brain, and the pen in Song Jiang's hand occasionally crossed the paper, leaving marks.

Half of the food brought over was left, and the rice was already a little hard.

Unknowingly, the sky outside had darkened, leaving only the dim factory and the office with lights on. A faint recitation sound came from inside.

The next day, Zhao Mingxuan was the first to go to work as usual. He inserted the key into the lock and was surprised to find that it was not locked.

His eyes narrowed immediately and he pushed the door open with some worry. Would he be robbed?

He strode in. The equipment was there, the personal belongings were there, the computer was there, and the mattress was there...

"... Boss?"

Song Jiang was lying on the mattress with his limbs spread out, and various materials were scattered around him. He could see the circles of slippery marks on it.

Zhao Mingxuan couldn't help laughing, glanced around, and brought a blanket to cover him. Then he returned to his workstation slowly.

After that, people came one after another. When they saw the man lying on the mattress, they slowed down their movements tacitly.

Amid the light footsteps, the sound of the machine starting up finally woke up Song Jiang. He subconsciously touched the notebook next to him before he opened his eyes, and he started to speak.

"1,000 mattresses, 460,000 pure rubber raw materials, 33,250 vulcanizing agent costs..."

When he opened his eyes completely, he saw the smiling faces of a group of old employees.

"???"

"Boss, you are awake!"

"Thank you for your hard work, boss!"

"Brother Song, are you hungry? I have extra buns here!"

Song Jiang finally reacted and felt around.

"Where's my phone? What time is it?"

"8:23!"

"Fuck! It's already this late!" Song Jiang stood up suddenly, and the laughter in the venue was even louder. In the laughter.

Zhao Mingxuan came over and handed over a glass of water.

"Drink a glass of warm water in the morning, it's good for your health."

Song Jiang took it, raised his head and finished it directly! He wiped his mouth and handed the cup to Zhao Mingxuan, "Who said there were buns just now? Give them to me!"

Soon, the white buns were thrown over, and Song Jiang took them. He ate while walking towards the office, and waved, "You guys work hard."

"Okay, boss!"

"No problem, boss!"

Song Jiang walked into the office and quickly closed the door with his backhand.

Fuck! So embarrassing!

My image hasn't changed!

I quickly picked up the mirror to make sure I still had a handsome face, and put it down after admiring it.

I wanted to continue reviewing, but I only saw an empty desk.

"Where's my information?"

The door was pushed open amidst the doubts, and Zhao Mingxuan walked in with the information. This time he had an extra phone book in his hand.

"Boss, this is an old customer from before."

"Old customer?"

"That's the one we're going to visit next." Zhao Mingxuan paused, "The itinerary for this business trip is to maintain the old customer first, and then go to the bidder to see if there is any hope."

"Let me introduce you first."

"Wen Hongwen, Jinggang Primary School Purchaser" As the voice sounded, a printed document was placed on the table. The three-inch photo in the upper left corner was empty, and the lines below were clearly written, including the home address.

"I called to confirm his basic information. He had a cooperation with the previous boss and was responsible for the purchase of primary school beds. The kickback was 15%."

15%?

Song Jiang was really shocked.

15% of what?

He has such a big appetite.

"This time his request should be more than 15%. He told me that there are more than three competitors, and the primary school beds must be purchased next month." Zhao Mingxuan's tone was flat, and it was obvious that he was used to it.

Song Jiang was shocked. There were still three rivals. "After they gave out the kickbacks, what would they earn?"

Zhao Mingxuan laughed. "Of course they did earn money, but the difference was how much they earned. But for orders like this, the payment cycle is long, and we have to hold the goods and money first." He pointed to the notes he had taken down.

"Then there's this one, Ma Rou. She was a distributor who had a close cooperation with the former factory owner, responsible for exporting abroad. However, it seems that in September last year, she suddenly broke off cooperation with the former factory owner and changed suppliers."

Change?