Therefore, before, Mr. Zheng and Mr. Fang agreed with Feng Honglin that although his personnel information would go to Mr. Fang first, he still had to stay in the business for a while and take over with newcomers. When everything was fine and he was in a regular position, Feng Honglin could only take action on the business department. Even so, if there was a problem with the business later, Feng Honglin had to come back to help put out the fire at any time.

Now, Mr. Zheng and Mr. Fang had previously estimated that the task that was absolutely impossible to complete in two months was compressed into one day to complete, and then they asked people to leave quickly. In this way, let alone bringing those business that they took over, I guess there was no time to call Feng Honglin (or maybe I just deliberately "forgot" to call). In this way, the job of this new salesperson is quite difficult to carry out. I hope that when the boss comes back, he will not vomit blood when he sees the performance during this period...

only……

"Old Zheng, aren't you afraid that the boss will hold you accountable?" Mr. Fang looked at Mr. Zheng with some concern and said.

"What am I afraid of? What I should say, have you done what you should do? At that time, I am afraid that only the person who will be held accountable is the only one Li Da Secret!" Mr. Zheng snorted coldly, "I will see if the boss can still do such a big missed person~"

"After all, they are royal relatives..." Mr. Fang spoke sarcastically.

"I don't believe that if you kiss me, you can get money to kiss your boss!" Mr. Zheng sneered, "Before this, we'd better send an email. By the way, don't forget to CC the Li Da Secret. We have to write everything we should say... Lao Fang, come and help me with reference, don't ask me to miss something, leave a space for Li Da Secret to bite back and drag us into the water."

"No problem!" Mr. Fang came over, and the two bosses chattered in front of the computer. The email was quickly written and sent it out. Mr. Zheng and Mr. Fang breathed a sigh. Finally, Mr. Zheng looked at Mr. Fang and sighed, "It's just a pity. With Ah Hong's temperament, he probably won't come back when he goes out. But this is fine. Without the constraints of the company, that kid can make a fortune even more!"

At this time, Feng Honglin had completed all the procedures and was leaving the company with his few personal belongings. What Feng Honglin didn't know was that Secretary Li was taking his departure and asking someone for credit...

"Mr. Wang, it's me, Xiao Li... Yes, yes, yes, I've done your orders as you told me. Yes, now we have driven people out of the company... Of course, of course, we should let that kind of ungrateful guy know about Mr. Wang's power..." Then, I didn't know what he said on the other end of the phone, and the person who called the phone looked flattered, "How dare you be a good person? Then I'll be a good person, yes..."

Next is a saying that the tyrants are too bad. Fortunately, there is no one else. If someone is talking, he has to doubt whether this person was reincarnated by the second Japanese devil and has now become the tyrant of the young master Wang. Otherwise, how could he be so arrogant to Wang Shao?

After finally finishing the flattery, the person who was calling finally hung up the phone with satisfaction. It turned out that his waist, which was at least bent to more than 45 degrees even if the other party didn't see it, was straightened. He lifted his hair and showed a proud expression. He looked out the window again and saw Feng Honglin missing at this time. However, this person still spat in the direction of Feng Honglin leaving without satisfaction.

"Bah, it seems you can. A small business is quiet everywhere. You dare to mess with Young Master Wang. Young Master Wang can kill you in minutes with his fingers. But it is also a blessing for this idiot. When Boss Zeng's banquet officially launches Young Master Wang, we just want to help Zili. I can't say that Zili has no chance... Well~" After saying that, he picked up a gold-burned invitation on the table and kissed him, and then laughed strangely, "This time, I should be considered as holding Young Master Wang's thick legs. I can't say that my future blessing will be big in the future. I also say that it is a relative. What a broken secretary? I used to run errands. When I find a way, I still take care of this broken matter!"

After saying that, this person half-squinted his eyes, and his mouth was shiny, and his saliva almost flowed out. So he didn't see a certain CC's trans-ocean email. After a while, the time for work was also here. Li Dami, who has always adhered to the principle of learning the Western principle of no matter what, no overtime work without emergency, and no matter how long as the boss is not there, he will not work overtime without supervision.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to act like we were the boss and told the little assistant at the door that he did business in the afternoon, but when he came, he flashed his head. You know, holding his thighs is like a blacksmith, and it has to be called hot...

It’s just that my wife Li didn’t know at this time. The two bosses, Mr. Zheng and Mr. Fang, had already sued him. It’s hard to say whether Mr. Wang’s thick legs hugged him or not, but the thunderous wrath from the boss was a foregone conclusion. It’s a matter of 10%!

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Feng Honglin, who walked out of the company, stood in front of the bus stop and suddenly felt confused. People say that if you are frustrated in love, you will be proud of the workplace, but he is better. Don’t be proud of the workplace, just give him an unemployed job and lose all his intentions.

When he returned to the renting house, he threw the things at the corner of the wall, and didn't want to clean up, so he just stumbled into the pile of antiques in the study. This was a habit when he wanted to calm himself down. Influenced by Dean Zhang, Feng Honglin had a special liking for those old items, but he adhered to the principle of buying for many years and was short of money. In fact, he didn't collect much, and more than half of these few things were eye-catching.

For example, the bronze mirror in front of him... I thought it was leaking, but later I found out that I had stepped on the thunder. But even so, this exquisitely crafted bronze realm is also Feng Honglin's favorite. He was joking with Xiaoqin back then. When they bought a new house, they would install a Chinese-style room, and then imitate the ancients to experience the joy of tracing their eyebrows.

Thinking of Xiaoqin, Feng's hand that was holding the bronze mirror lightly tightened, and then the palm of his palm hurt, and a thread of blood was soaked out of his palm and dyed it on the bronze mirror. The next scene made Feng Honglin open his mouth wide...
Chapter completed!