Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

"boss Zhang!"

The director shouted, and Zhang Xiong scratched his head: "Oh, I agreed by accident."

Others are not popular, Zhang Xiong must have done it on purpose!They can't have hope for Zhang Xiong.

"Every year, our stores accumulate a lot of goods. This time, we don't sell them at a discount, and just replace them with new ones. Remember to put the designer's name on them."

Fu Yuhan smiled, squinting and smiling.

Some designers quit the design industry after reaching a certain age. The clothes they designed before are out of print. Some people are obsessed with designers. If they can have clothes designed by previous designers, let them exchange the clothes they buy now. sure a bunch of willing

"There wasn't that much inventory before."

　"It's not just a trade-in, the company will also rent a venue for events. To enter the venue, you have to use the clothes you bought in the past six months as an entry ticket. As for the event prizes... as long as they feel that they are worth the money..."

Ye Ling paused, she didn't say that those people knew what she wanted to say.

Arranging a few prizes for those people to attend and find some child care can save a lot of money, and for those who didn't participate, you can also call and ask them to change their clothes for new styles.

I don't want to change the old and new, so what about the old for the new?I believe that a bunch of people are willing to exchange clothes that have been worn for several months for a new one that has just hit the shelves.

They also do retail and wholesale, and the wholesale volume is large, and the fabrics produced in the factory are used, which is absolutely no problem.

The problematic ones are retail ones. Fortunately, their company also uses self-produced materials for limited quantities, and only uses fabrics bought outside for unlimited quantities, which narrows the scope again.

These goods must be replaced as soon as possible.

If Zheng Moli found out, there would be a lot of publicity.

"this…"

"Leave this to Mr. Zhang."

Fu Yuhan squinted his eyes, and when he saw those people hesitate, he knew that they were moved.

Those second-hand goods in the warehouse are still there. They are not worth a lot of money. It would be nice to find a way to dispose of those goods. As for the prizes, there must be only the first prize and the second prize. Set up a few items Let those people participate, and only a few people can get prizes, which really reduces losses and can interact with customers, but...

"Why is Mr. Fu so obsessed with taking back these two months' clothes?"

One of the directors asked unclearly, there were other better ways to hold this sixth anniversary, but Fu Yuhan insisted on recycling the retailed clothes.

"Because... I am willing."

Fu Yuhan smiled, and Zhang Yang answered.

Extremely arrogant, as if this incident came up on his whim.

This answer caught the directors in a daze.

"That's it."

"No, why let me go."

Zhang Xiong raised his hand in strong protest.

He is a director, not an errand runner. Why do so many people in the company let him do this thankless job.

"Hands up in protest."

Fu Yuhan asked lazily, but no one raised his hand except Zhang Xiong.

The anger of the other directors was also half relieved. They would be very happy and supportive if this matter was entrusted to Zhang Xiong!
Who told Zhang Xiong to contradict them all the time in meetings, and sometimes he could even drive them to death with a single sentence, but he finally seized the opportunity to take revenge, and of course he unanimously agreed.

"No, you don't usually talk a lot! Why don't you talk! Rebuttal quickly!"

Zhang Xiong shouted nervously, these people either picked up their teacups to drink tea or looked elsewhere, ignoring Zhang Xiong.

Zhang Xiong finally understood that these people did it on purpose, they just wanted to trick him!

Ye Ling shrugged, with a helpless expression on his face.

The opportunity to recycle high imitation clothes has also been implemented, and now the important thing is how to deal with Nie Shenghai.

In the marketing department, Fang Jun looked at the money transferred to the card, and couldn't help cursing: "Damn it, this old fox, he took most of the points for himself and only gave me this bit of mosquito meat."

Fang Jun closed the webpage, very angry.

The marketing department has been suppressed by the sales department, and he has also been suppressed by Nie Shenghai.

There was still a lot of money in the past few times, but recently the money from Nie Shenghai's calls has become less and less.

"Brother Fang, Mr. Fu called you."

Someone knocked on Fang Jun's door and shouted, Fang Jun came back to his senses, put the card in the drawer and locked it.

"Boss Fu? What did Boss Fu ask me to do?"

Fang Jun raised his eyebrows, his right eyelid twitched with a bad premonition.

He didn't go to Fu Yuhan's office if he had anything to do, and if he had something to do, he would let his subordinates go. Fu Yuhan would think of him now, so there must be something wrong.

　 Outside the office, Fang Jun opened the door and entered. Fu Yuhan was sitting in the office, looking at him.

"Boss Fu, what do you want from me?"

Fang Jun asked submissively, looking at those frozen eyes, Fang Jun shook his body, terrified.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Fu Yuhan.

"Something happened."

Fu Yuhan said mysteriously, Fang Jun's hairs stood on end, and not long after he sat down, he felt that the air conditioner in the office was turned on a bit, and he actually felt cold, and goose bumps rose from the cold.

"If you have anything to say, Mr. Fu, please tell me."

"event."

Fu Yuhan's intentional play of mystery made Fang Jun a little restless, not knowing what the big thing Fu Yuhan was talking about was.

"Someone gave me a recording this morning, and I was a little curious about what was in it."

Fu Yuhan smiled, Fang Jun looked up at Fu Yuhan, and shook his body.

Pressing the recorder with his hand, Cheng Qing's voice came from inside, including what he said.

The more he listened, the more nervous Fang Jun became, even his palms were sweaty.

"Can Manager Fang explain what high imitation fabrics mean? What does this person mean?"

Fu Yuhan pressed the question, but Fang Jun didn't expect that it was Cheng Qing who confessed this matter.

Cheng Qing has such a big mouth!
"Boss Fu, I don't know this person!"

Fang Jun still wanted to struggle, but Fu Yuhan's eyes were full of disbelief.

"I don't know? Then let me help you recall. The fabrics used in the factory in the past two months were delivered by this person. Purchasing has always been the work of your marketing department. Everything purchased by the people under your hand has to be signed by you before appropriation Agree, you really don't know?"

Fu Yuhan got up from the chair, Fang Jun was terrified by the sound of leather boots rubbing against the ground, and in the blink of an eye, Fu Yuhan walked around behind him, holding his shoulders with both hands, and his face was next to his left cheek, almost touching him, as if there was something wrong with his words. Like magic, Fang Jun was afraid.

Fang Jun cursed Cheng Qing in his heart.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu, I just agreed to allocate funds. I didn't introduce this person, and I didn't go to see the goods. I really don't know what fakes are."

"Maybe, maybe it's Xiao Ming. Xiao Ming has a good relationship with Cheng Qing, and Cheng Qing is also his supplier."

Fang Jun said anxiously, shifting the responsibility to his subordinates.

Fu Yuhan narrowed his eyes slightly: "When did I say that his name is Cheng Qing? You say you don't know him but you can call him by name. Do you know him or not?"

Fu Yuhan asked curiously, and Fang Jun's heart skipped a beat: "I didn't remember it just now, but now I remember who this person is."

"I've seen it once. Mingzhi introduced it to me, saying that their products are cheap and good. I believe Mingzhi, so I asked him to follow up on this matter."

"It's a waste of my trust in him, but he sells high imitations!"

Fang Jun gritted his teeth and stamped his feet angrily, his hands and feet were shaking too.

"Boss Fu, we can take this recording to sue him, and sue him to the end of prison!"

Fang Jun said hurriedly.

"Nie Shenghai has also recruited."

Fu Yuhan's words sent Fang Jun straight to the bottom.

"I think you need to know this too."

As he spoke, Fu Yuhan took out his phone and pressed it, and Nie Shenghai's voice came from the phone.

"Yes, Fang Jun conspired with me and asked me to do this kind of thing. He said that he would pay me dividends every time he shipped, so I agreed."

Just one sentence, repeated all the time.

Fang Jun's face was ugly, and he got up from the chair in a hurry, excited: "He is farting, obviously he dragged me into the water to let me cover for him! Every time the money Cheng Qing gave falls into his pocket, he will share it with me." It's just a little bit, but I have the nerve to turn black and white, Mr. Fu, I recruit, I recruit, it was Nie Shenghai who forced me!"
Fang Jun said excitedly.

It’s fine to ask him to take big risks every time you give him such a small amount of money, but this will turn black and white in front of Fu Yuhan and put all the responsibility on him. Nie Chenghai wants him to die!

He now understood why Nie Shenghai gave him less and less money each time, so he wanted to kick him and make him a scapegoat!

This Nie Shenghai looks like a good guy on the surface, but he is the worst one.

Fu Yuhan turned off the sound and put away the phone.

"Is it recorded?"

Fu Yuhan asked, and Fang Jun was stunned by one sentence. Looking back, a person came out from behind the bookshelf. Ye Ling waved his mobile phone and smiled, "It's all recorded."

"Oh, by the way, this is the bank record sent by Detective Chen. Since two months ago, there have been remittances into Manager Fang's account every so often. Oh no, it should be the account of Manager Fang's wife. The remitter is a man named Huang Meihua. People, this person is Manager Nie's mother."

Ye Ling looked at Detective Chen's order and said, she didn't expect Detective Chen to be so capable that he could even get this, and it took less than two hours.

"Well, what's going on here."

Fang Jun looked at Ye Ling who came out from behind the bookshelf with a dazed expression on his face.

What did he just say?
Fang Jun himself forgot, he seemed to have said everything.

"fishing."

Ye Ling smiled and answered honestly.

"Synthetic sound."

Fu Yuhan replied that Nie Shenghai's recording was synthesized, and he asked Fei Jue to help a little, and Fei Jue sent it to him within a few minutes.

Fei Jue was sitting in the office biting a lollipop, looking at the data and codes on the screen, the more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable.

As a software and code developer, he was forced to synthesize recordings for others. He thought he was crazy to agree to Fu Yuhan's request.

The more Fei Jue thinks about it, the more he will suffer. Next time, he will blackmail Fu Yuhan.

For example, ask what is the name of the employee in their company...

Since Fei Jue came to the branch office, the company's business has been getting better and better, and those who were originally lazy and beaten to nothing have gained self-confidence.

These people are just out of the society and have no experience and experience. The software they made was rejected or abused. After Fei Jue came, he made comments on the software they made. I am impressed by Fei Jue's technique, now everyone is obedient to Fei Jue,

When they saw him, they would call Fei Ge.

The most important thing is that there are no restrictions here. Fei Jue is the boss here, and they are also very relaxed.