C3 Bullying

The first time I met her, I felt good about the Floating Life Dream. Besides, my intuition told me that she shouldn't feel bad about me.

In the days that followed, I was in no hurry to return after delivering the newspaper. Instead, I asked Yuan Duo for advice on the marketing of the newspaper. Although Yuan Duo's theory wasn't much, she had a lot of things to do in actual combat and gave a detailed answer to my question.

These few days, I didn't see Qiu Tong come to the station to inspect the work, Yuan Duo said accidentally, she went out to study.

I was relieved. No matter where she went, as long as we didn't have to meet, I didn't want to see her until I earned enough money to leave.

When I went online these few nights, I didn't see any Floating Life online. I also used this time to read the relevant newspaper marketing materials.

After a week, I had a basic idea in my head, ready to mess things up.

Something unexpected happened before I began to play tricks.

At noon that day, after delivering the newspaper, I went straight to the station to look for Yuan Duo to place a receipt.

He walked into the station. There was no one in the outer room. The door was ajar, and the faint sounds of conversation could be heard. I sat not far from the door and picked up a newspaper.

The conversation in the room reached my ears.

"Yuan Duo, as the company's branch chief, with so many station heads, you are the one that I value the most …" A middle-aged man's voice sounded.

It turned out to be the vice president of the company's distribution department.

"Thank you for your kindness, Director Zhao."

"There's no need to stand on ceremony. You still have to be knowledgeable in publishing. The layman can only make the insider laugh. I think our company currently has outsiders who don't know how to pretend to understand … So what if they were sent from above? The upper echelons of the corporation are also blind. They want to make a woman who doesn't know how to manage come to the company to create a company. Director Zhao said angrily.

My heart stirred. Isn't Director Zhao talking about Qiu Tong?

"Director Zhao, you — —" Yuan Duo was speechless for a moment.

"Hmph, I've been dissatisfied with her for a long time, so what if she says so? Yuan Duo, you wouldn't be going to make my little report, right? "

"Director Zhao, I didn't hear what you said just now!" Yuan Duo was very smart.

"That's right, you are my favorite person after all." "So what if she's the boss? I'm in charge of the company's distribution business. I'm annoyed, so I let her be alone!"

"Director Zhao, why are you so angry? Have you been drinking too much? "

"I did drink, but I'm not drunk. Fuck, today at the manager's office, this silly little girl made a fool of me, saying that my views could not keep up with the new situation. "F * ck, laozi has released it for so many years, do I need her to teach me a lesson?" Director Zhao said angrily.

Yuan Duo did not say anything.

"Yuan Duo, am I nice to you?" After a moment of silence, Director Zhao said.

"Good!" "Thank you for your care and concern!" Yuan Duo's cautious voice rang out.

"Thank? How are you going to thank me? " Director Zhao's voice suddenly sounded ambiguous, "Yuan Duo, since the day you joined the company, I've liked you. You're so cute and lively …"

"Director Zhao, don't say that. I've always been very respectful to you." Yuan Duo's voice was somewhat panicked.

I don't think so.

"Yuan Duo, when it's only us two together in the future, just call me brother." Director Zhao's voice became more and more ambiguous, "From now on, you have to listen to Big Brother. Big Brother will make you comfortable. Come, let Big Brother hug you."

Then, a sound came from inside the house, followed by Yuan Hua's panicked voice, "Director Zhao, what are you doing? Don't do that! "

"Be good, come here, little cutie." Director Zhao's evil nature was exposed.

I stood up and pushed open the door, standing straight in the doorway.

The room reeked of alcohol. Yuan Duo, who was pressed down on the sofa by Director Zhao, was struggling in panic.

Hearing the voice, Director Zhao was startled. He let go of Yuan Duo and turned around.

He was about 40 years old, of medium build and very thin.

Yuan Duo ran to the door and stood behind me, her hair in disarray and her face full of panic.

When Director Zhao saw that I was wearing my distributor's vest, he relaxed and coughed, saying in a dignified tone, "You — what's your name?"

"Keke!" I clenched my fists and prepared to knock him down.

Yuan Duo gripped my wrist tightly, refusing to let me move.

I suddenly realized that if I beat Director Zhao up, it wouldn't matter to me at all. At most, I would just leave. However, it was not good for Yuan Duo, after all, she still had to work here for a long time.

Thinking of this, I slowly loosened my fist.

Director Zhao looked at me with disdain and arrogantly said, "Bastard, you don't understand the rules. I will talk to your station head about work. Who let you in? Have the newspapers been sent? What are you doing here? "

"I've sent them off. I'm here to seek permission from the station head!" I looked at Director Zhao neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Director Zhao snorted with a heavy snort. Suddenly, he roared: "You ungrateful thing, get out of my way — —"

Yuan Duo quickly pulled my arm from behind. I hesitated for a moment before taking a step back.

Director Zhao held his head high and walked out.

After Director Zhao left, Yuan Duo laid her head on the table and started to sob, her weeping was filled with helplessness and helplessness.

Looking at her tearful eyes, I felt a sudden pang of sympathy, caressing her shoulders and her hair to comfort her.

When Yuan Duo's emotions stabilized, she told me about Boss Zhao's situation. His name was Zhao Da Jian, he was the vice president of the branch manager. Before Qiu Tong, the general manager of the company had a weak personality, and he was in control of the company's power.

He thought that he would be able to become the head of the department after the General Manager had been transferred out. He never expected that Qiu Tong would come and make him extremely dissatisfied with Qiu Tong. He often complained in public.

At the same time, this Zhao Da Jian was also very flowery. He drank wine today, ran up to her to vent his dissatisfaction towards Qiu Tong, and even took the opportunity to take advantage of Yuan Duo.

After hearing it, I sighed. In this society, bullying happens everywhere. The company has such a stinky and hard stone, Qiu Tong's work will certainly not be so smooth.

"Oh yeah, is there something you need to stand up for now?" Yuan Duo asked me.

"I want 10 copies of the order receipt!"

Yuan Duo was shocked as she reached out her hand to touch my forehead. "Big brother, you aren't having a fever, right? Ten receipts can order at least 500 newspapers. What do you want so much? "

"Order the newspaper!"

Yuan Duo looked at me incredulously. "Do you want to order 500 newspapers at once? You have such a large subscriber? "

I shook my head. "Not yet!"

Yuan Duo pursed her lips and smiled, "I don't think so. You're a newcomer …" "How about I give you a copy first, and then I'll give it to you after I finish using it?"

I nodded.

Yuan Duo took out a receipt and wrote it down before handing it to me, "Big brother, you've just arrived. I haven't assigned you a mission yet, so it's fine if you can't order it. Don't feel pressured."

I nodded. "Okay!"

"Alright then, go ahead. I'll go to the company for a meeting in the afternoon. Director Qiu came back from a business trip last night." Yuan Duo said as she packed her things.

As soon as I heard that Qiu Tong had returned from her business trip, I didn't say anything else and went out.

I went straight to a sales office on the outskirts of the city. I've been here for a week and I know that their sales are not going well.

I went straight to the sales manager's office, a man with a crew cut of about 30 who was reading a newspaper in boredom.

I introduced myself. "I'm the publisher of the Hai Zhou Evening News. A relative wants to buy this house. She entrusted me with the task."

When the manager heard this, he hurriedly poured me a glass of water and passed me the relevant information on the building.

After looking at it for a while, I said to the manager, "Your building from design to appearance, from household model to price, are pretty good. No wonder my relative wanted to buy your house? However, Manager, why are there so many people in the sales office? "

The manager sighed, "Bro, the aroma of wine also fears the depths of the alleyway. Our funds are tight and we can't afford to advertise, so naturally our sales will be in a bad mood. "To tell you the truth, I was just worrying. If I don't sell my apartment building, my boss will fire me."

"In other words, the lack of publicity is the main reason for the current slump in sales?"

The manager nodded.

"Why don't you come up with some preferential measures to attract the citizens to see the house, such as watching the house and giving gifts?"

The manager smiled bitterly, "I tried. I bought a few hundred and eighty items as gifts, but the effect was not good."

"These are definitely not good. As long as it's someone who is able to buy a house, they wouldn't put anything in their eyes."

"Makes sense, but we can't afford the expensive ones!"

I smiled. "They won't care about the fact that these people have a hundred and eighty year old body parts. However, they might be interested in cultural goods that are of the same value and even cheaper."

The manager looked at me intently. "Go on!"

"Take the Haizhou Evening News that I submit every day for example. This newspaper is very popular in Haizhou, so if you issue a short notice to all the citizens who come to see the house before the set time, you will give them a copy of the annual Haizhou Evening News. Think about it, do you think everyone will be interested?"

The manager's eyes lit up as he began to ponder.

I took my time with the glass.

"You're not here to look at the house for your relatives. You're here to sell newspapers." the manager suddenly said.

I said slowly, "Yes, if I didn't say I was looking after the house for my relatives, you wouldn't have received me, and we wouldn't have had these conversations. This suggestion of mine not only publishes our newspaper, but also brings popularity to your sales, and also provides a great opportunity for you, the manager, to get out of this predicament. If you think what I just said doesn't make sense, then I'll take my leave now. "

I stood up.

"Wait a minute —" the manager said to me. "How much is the evening paper for the whole year?"

"180." I sat down again.

"It's a bit expensive. If it was big, we wouldn't have been able to afford it. The boss is currently very thrifty." The manager frowned.

"That's not expensive," I said. "When clients read the newspaper every day, they first think that it's your gift. Think about it, do you think that their feelings for you will increase with each passing day? Will your popularity soar? When there is a social effect, there will naturally be an economic effect. "Also, would you, as a manager, be appreciated more by your boss, who would praise you for being resourceful?"

Hearing this, the manager's eyes lit up and he licked his lips, "Wait a moment, I'll go and report to the boss."

The manager went out, and I reached for a cigarette on the table and began to smoke it leisurely.