Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

Another busy week.

That day, after finishing work and holding a small meeting in the company, Yu Qingluo returned to the office, almost exhausted. He sat down on the chair, and his colleague Han Jing also complained:

"Oh, it's time to start giving gifts again. I'm really tired of dealing with those rich ladies. I have to look at their faces before I can give them things, as if I'm there just to make sales."

"We are not trying to sell them. They are our bread and butter! Just recommending a friend is better than recruiting zombie accounts. We earn commissions for opening accounts and make a one-time deal. There is nothing left."

After that, Yan Yan threw a piece of chocolate to each of them and turned her attention to Yu Qingluo:

"Our sister Yu is smart. She only picks high-quality customers. They are of high quality and easy to manage. You must have a lot of big customers! How much commission is this month? Tell me about it to stimulate me~"

Standing up and pouring a glass of water, Yu Qingluo made a "silence" gesture to her and pointed at the two big words "Company Rules" on the wall:

"secret."

The company has a rule that employees cannot discuss salaries with each other.

Because they all get commissions, they don't know how much each of them will get except for the basic salary. However, the company's occasional salary and quarterly reports will reveal some information. For example, someone once earned a million yuan a year and received a commission of 180,000 yuan a month, etc., which is always very encouraging.

As to whether it is true or false, only God knows, the earth knows, you know, and I don’t.

Therefore, they often speculate whether what the company announces is true or false, and whether the reason they are not allowed to discuss privately is for the sake of company harmony or because they are afraid that each other will know that the company's wages are actually very low.

"You guys also said that this group of people is difficult to deal with. I am really on edge for 36 hours a day. Isn't the service industry just about being someone's grandson? How can you not be bullied? Haven't you heard of this saying? Half of the salary the company gives you is for your labor, and the other half is for you to be bullied. Who doesn't work for a few dollars?"

"Yeah, just bear with it and it will pass."

After flipping through the information, Zhong Xiaofang also said:

"If it doesn't work, just send a group message. Maybe you don't have to deal with anyone and can just send it all at once."

"Yeah~"

After responding, Yu Qingluo took over the conversation:

"So there are pros and cons. I have to call some of my clients even if they have been zombie accounts for several years, otherwise the company will be the first to not let me go. By the way, is there anyone working overtime tomorrow?"

"No, I'd better count the people first."

"I don't work overtime either. I work on moving trucks and weekends. I'm depressed."

"Me too."

Hearing that the three of them all had the same opinion, Yu Qingluo could only follow the crowd:

"If you guys don't come, I'll move in the car too!"

So the four of them chatted and then went busy.

……

Every year's Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival for goings-on, and the personal reciprocation gifts are exclusively for their top clients. The company makes unified purchases, but each person is only given ten places. No refunds for excess and no compensation for less. It's up to them how to deal with it. It's not impossible to say that it's a disguised benefit for employees.

Therefore, most of the products they declare every year are big-name skin care products, but the packaging is sometimes really uneven, so they have to reorganize and repackage them.

Not for anything else, mainly because it looks good and is easy to resell.

For example, this time's skin care products have a large area of ​​green on the box, which is a taboo for them in the stock business, so they pasted customized three-dimensional flowers on the green part. After all, Mid-Autumn Festival is also a festive day.

As for mooncakes, they are not within the scope of their return gifts. Any gifts the company wants to give are basically mailed directly, and whether they are received or not is not taken into consideration.

That night, Yu Qingluo checked all the gifts. Knowing that some ladies particularly preferred pink, she replaced the flowers on the boxes with pink ones she had purchased, and even changed the decorative ribbons.

Looking at the list in his hand, Yu Qingluo divided each one in advance and marked the names on them, but in the end there were still two copies left empty.

It’s just right, I can keep one for myself and give one to my bestie.

After everything was arranged, Yu Qingluo went to wash up and go to bed to rest.

Two days later, over the weekend, she started making phone calls to deal with this matter. After identifying a few ladies, she contacted the courier company to pack and mail the packages.

On the weekend afternoon, when she saw that there were only three left, she waited until after three o'clock and called Mrs. Chen first. After briefly explaining the situation, she said directly:

"Sister Chen, this is a benefit that the company provides to VIP customers. Don't miss it! Do you want me to send it to you or send it to you somewhere? I'm free today."

Yu Qingluo secretly wanted to mail it. After all, they were not from the same world, and she was actually quite scared every time she approached her. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Chen was playing mahjong and directly gave her an address:

"Okay, I'll send it to you later."

After hanging up the phone, she could only change her clothes and go out with the gift box.

After walking all the way to the club, Yu Qingluo walked in. He wanted to say a few words, put down the gift and leave, but Mrs. Chen grabbed his wrist:

"Hey, you're just in time. Play a few rounds for me later. I'm going to the bathroom and take a look at the gifts. Is this the HR? Your company is pretty generous."

"It's just a gift from the company, I hope you don't mind it."

At this time, a lady who was playing cards also leaned over curiously:

"Really? Such a big gift box must cost tens of thousands. I heard you're in the stock market? Do you have it when you open an account?"

"Yeah, it makes me excited too."

Before Yu Qingluo could say anything, Mother Pei, who was sitting in the main seat, threw out a card and snorted disdainfully:

"Nine times out of ten, you lose money. Didn't you hear that this is a VIP-only offer? You're just trying to get a sucker, aren't you afraid of losing your pants?"

There was a moment of silence, and Mrs. Chen felt a little embarrassed:

"You can't say that. Miss Yu does have some real skills. She's actually pretty good."

"Can I still make money by flattery?"

Mother Pei still looked down on her, and she was saying that there was something fishy going on:

"a shame."

Knowing that Mother Pei had always been dissatisfied with him and had some complaints about the matchmaking of the two grandfathers, Yu Qingluo did not expect that she had such a big prejudice against him and was still finding fault with him now.

What future can a marriage without the blessing of elders have?

If she had known this, she should have made plans earlier!

"Everything is different. If this lady doesn't understand, she should not ruin other people's fortunes based on hearsay. At least I can support myself and make money according to my conscience, so I won't have to rely on my children when I get old."

Her words were undoubtedly a slap in the face to Mother Pei, because she was supported by the Pei family and her son.

Why does a person who has never earned any money have the right to tell others what to do with their hard-earned money?

"you?"

Her expression changed several times, and Mother Pei stood up from her chair in anger. At this moment, a round of applause sounded, and two women walked in:

Mother Yin?