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sixty-one, borrow a knife

Peng Minzhi smiled suddenly: "It seems that student Wu knows the situation of our company very well!"

Wu Zichen said something: "You should not have the intention to harm others, but you should be careful! Just as you said, companies nowadays are more unconventional than one, and each one has no bottom line. You should be more careful, and maybe you will be eaten one day without any bones!"

Peng Min sat up suddenly: "What I just mentioned was the advertising company!"

"Aren't advertising companies a company? The world's crows are like black."

"You are knocking down a boat of people in one fell swoop!"

"It seems like you are not defeating a boat of people in one fell swoop. You are talking about why our American advertising company has no moral integrity and no bottom line?"

Peng Min lying softly back on the sofa again: "I didn't expect that Wu was not old, and the topic was quite sharp. Yes, the sales results in the past few days are indeed very good, and it can even be said to be the best performance since the establishment of Jinyi Clothing, but this is one of the reasons why I dare not go back. The old-fashioned group of old-fashioned people heard that I first printed 500,000 copies, and my nose was not the nose, and my face was not the face. It is said that the proposal to resign was already written, so I was waiting to see my joke. As a result, I didn't see the joke, but my plan won a lot.

Success, I sold 100 million in two or three days, so everyone's tone changed. I began to complain that I was too young at the beginning, so why didn't I print 800,000 copies and 1 million copies in one go, knocking down all competitors such as Yichun, Tang Long, and Jovis. There are still many people preparing to go down the mountain to pick peaches. I'm too lazy to compete with them. Anyway, contact the publishing house and make a phone call; I don't have to worry about how to distribute it to stores across the country; as for other things, they can do whatever they like! I'll hide here for peace."

Wu Zichen smiled and said, "Why, Manager Peng is worried that he will hide his bow and cook the dog if he dies?"

"That's not!" Peng Min replied confidently, "No matter how confused the senior executives of Jinyi Clothing are, they will never be able to open an employee who has just made great contributions to the company. If this is the case, who will dare to work hard for them in the future? That is, if they are ignorant and drive me, with this successful case, where can I get a job? Besides, Mr. Jiang also promised a position as the deputy general manager of the company to wait for me. What's wrong with me?"

"The company's vice president?" Wu Zichen looked at Jiang Shuiyuan in confusion.

Jiang Shuiyuan looked embarrassed: "That's a joke! A industry elite like Manager Peng who can generate 100 million revenue with just a finger. How can Wang Qianshui, a company in the US, be kept?"

"Yes, especially the advertising company that is not honest and has no bottom line." Wu Zichen did not bother him anymore and continued to ask Peng Min: "It is obviously a good situation where you can attack and retreat and defend, but you still look worried? Why are you afraid that our elders will take the opportunity to increase their endorsement fees?"

Peng Min shook his head: "What a great situation? You don't know how deep the water in the brocade clothes is! When the Planning Department was not alive, there were many second-generation ancestors in it. They didn't do anything serious all day, and they knew to eat, drink, play and hook up with little stars. I just went to the Planning Department as a manager, and I was bitten, shameless, and fucked my mouth. After all, I sent all these ancestors away. Now the Planning Department became famous in one battle, and it was so glorious. Those second-generation young men were not allowed to fight back? In the future, everyone will have a share of their meetings, and they will have to be the biggest one; if something happens, I will take the blame alone!"

Wu Zichen said gloatingly: "This matter has nothing to do with us, and we can't control it. You can find a way to solve it yourself!"

"It has nothing to do with you? It has a lot to do with you!" Peng Min said coldly, "Those second-generation ancestors are typical of doing whatever they want, and they don't eat anything left. It's even more amazing when it comes to disasters. In the past, there were many spokespersons for Jinyi and clothing. Needless to say, there are many smart and strong people. What's the result? Anyone who is favored by them can basically escape their claws."

Wu Zichen didn't care: "Is that so? It seems you have to persuade your company's senior executives to manage these bastards."

Peng Min said angrily: "Do you think the company doesn't want to be in charge? You really can't! The second-generation ancestors are one of them bigger than the other. This father is the director of the tax bureau and that uncle is the bank executive. They are all stuck in the company's throat. Can we offend it?"

Wu Zichen did not bother to watch the fun, but kept raising the girl: "A company is so powerful that it can't even control its own employees. What's the point of existence? I think it's better to declare bankruptcy directly, so that everyone can't be mad!"

"..." Peng Min was speechless and said for a long time: "Is it bankrupt? I am a person who ran errands and got a lunch box? I just worried that the second generation ancestors would cause trouble for Mr. Jiang and Miss Pu. After all, you two are the spokespersons I signed, and I will be responsible for you!"

Wu Zichen smiled and said, "Do they dare to act against our boss and Miss Pu? I didn't expect that there are really old birthday stars in this world who eat arsenic - they think they have long lives. Then let them try it. General Pu's leather boots and handcuffs are so thirsty! I want to see if the small bodies of those second-generation ancestors can withstand the destruction of 100,000 people and horses!"

Peng Min completely ignored Wu Zichen's joke: "Some things are not what you imagined! The children of aristocratic families who truly know that General Pu are not going to live in small businesses like Jinyi Clothing. Those who dare to do whatever they want are basically powerful and influential in local areas. These second-generation ancestors were praised since childhood, and they were used to doing things, and they had no knowledge and education. They didn't know what they could touch or what they could not break. They thought that the sky was the eldest, the earth was the second, and they were the third, and they did nothing without any scruples in anything they did. The easiest thing to do was to make trouble, and these people were the ones who happened. I believe you were common in TV networks, newspapers and magazines."

"So what?"

"I'm afraid something will happen! Once those second-generation ancestors start to commit crimes, let alone General Pu who is far away in the sky, I'm afraid even my parents who are close to me will not recognize me. If something really causes trouble, I will never redeem it!"

Wu Zichen sneered: "You Jinyi Clothing can't control a group of scumbags, so guess whether the Pu family can control your Jinyi Clothing?"

"What happened. Even if General Pu used anti-aircraft guns to kill them for half an hour and razed the brocade clothes to the ground with a tank, what can I do?"

Wu Zichen touched his chin: "What he said makes sense. Boss, what should you do if you say this?"

Jiang Shuiyuan was watching the side for a long time, and had known Peng Min's Xiaojiu for a long time. He smiled and said, "The person who tied the bell must be untied. You should ask Manager Peng about this. I guess she has prepared a brilliant plan."

Wu Zichen also woke up at this time: "I understand! The relationship is that Manager Peng and the scumbags are not in the way. He is worried that they will make a comeback and go back to the planning department to compete for power and profit with me. But I am not so capable and kill them all, so I want to use a knife to kill people and let us get rid of those scumbags? It's a good plan! If the boss hadn't woken up, I would almost fall into her."

Peng Min wrinkled his nose: "Don't say it's so ugly, we are mutually beneficial, okay? Do you really want to see those second-generation ancestors who are like flies all day long, surrounding Mr. Jiang and Miss Pu? Even if they can't deal with Ms. Pu, there is no problem to bother Mr. Jiang, right? For example, under the name of a promotional company product, Mr. Jiang went to the club to accompany a group of half-old Xu women to have dinner and sing. Do you think Mr. Jiang is going?"

Wu Zichen couldn't help but shivered: "Don't be disgusting! Do you have any tricks? Tell me quickly?"

"I remember the Constitution stipulates that citizens over the age of eighteen have the obligation to serve in the military. I wonder if this is the case?"
Chapter completed!
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