C2 2

He alone accounted for 50% of the branch company's performance, what did 20 million yuan count for?

He ran off and broke his own leg. He shamelessly dragged his customers away. He drank with them until their stomachs bled. What did that count as?

He had once been recognized, praised, or even accompanied by the head of the company to travel abroad.

Not only was Wu Liang unwilling, but he was also angry. He was angry that the headquarters made a big fuss, went back on his word, was angry that Lin Guoqiang was shameless and even sold out his good brothers for the position.

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In the office of the marketing department on the 30th floor, Wu Liang looked at the stack of business reports in front of him with dull eyes and a look. In the office of the marketing department on the 30th floor, Wu Liang looked at the pile of business reports in front of him with a wooden look.

"How laughable, it's laughable that I worked so hard for the company, it's laughable that I treated Lin Guoqiang as my only confidant. Sigh, in the future, don't trust others so easily!" Wu Liang sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Ai Jia, the assistant marketing manager, was standing across from Wu Liang's desk, dressed in a decent professional suit. She was also fidgety as she adjusted her glasses to express her sympathy for Wu Liang's encounter. While she felt sorry for him, Ai Jia also did not forget her main purpose for coming to the office.

Ye Zichen cleared his throat and tried to use his melodious voice to pull Wu Liang back from his grief.

He found Ai Jia, who had been in the office for more than ten minutes. He looked at the cigarette butt in his hand, then casually flicked it away and took out a cigarette from his pocket. He lit it up slowly and took a long drag, feeling the fire in his lungs.

Lighting up a cigarette ash, Wu Liang smiled miserably at Ai Jia. He liked this assistant manager a lot, and he often took advantage of her intentionally or unintentionally, using words to take advantage of her, such as patting Ai Jia's perky butt as an elder, then caring about her private life as a leader, and so on.

In fact, Wu Liang was only two or three years older than Ai Jia, but the age wasn't a problem. Wu Liang becoming a marketing manager at the age of 25 was enough to make Ai Jia admire and admire him, so she didn't reject Wu Liang's intentionally or unintentionally taking advantage of her.

After all, in her opinion, Wu Liang was 1.8 meters tall with a tough and upright figure, and some of the marshals had a trace of unswerving determination. They were all the other half of her dream, so every time she came to Wu Liang's office, the assistant manager, Ai Jia, would do her best to make every movement as feminine as possible, from time to time she would make a pass at him, flirt with him, stamp her feet, and punch him lightly in the chest. She would say in a very flirtatious manner, "Wow, I hate you!"

Although Wu Liang was not a gentleman, he always knew what was enough, but Wu Liang still liked this assistant a lot. Wu Liang was prepared to implement the specific task of pushing down the company when he was promoted to the management level of the company, because in his eyes, without entering the company, nothing was as important as performance.

Wu Liang only maliciously treated Ai Jia as a self-reward for promotion to the company's management.

After taking another deep drag of the cigarette, Wu Liang still smiled towards Ai Jia. He undid a button on his collar and looked up as he asked: "Xiao Ai, what's the matter?"

Ai Jia was very happy for Wu Liang today. She wore a low-cut bra with a black hollow top that Wu Liang liked best, and a full hips suit. Her tight pants were wrapped tightly around Ai Jia's perky little butt.

Furthermore, although Ai Jia was not tall, her figure was extremely well-coordinated. Especially her chest that seemed like it was going to explode when compared to her bra and underwear.

Pushing her eyes again, Ai Jia frowned. Usually, as long as she was dressed sexily, Manager Wu Liang would sweep her up and down without any concealment, then forcefully swallow a mouthful of saliva. Afterwards, he would always be 'rude' to her.