Cheng Ergongzi

I raised the materials in my hand and asked, "Why are you unwilling to compromise on the price, so that the sales team loses the order?"

The young price manager pursed his lips tightly, his face was flushed, and he dared not speak out.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside the door, a group of people broke into the office and came straight here, and the leader was Shi Fan.

He glanced around the scene with an unchanging expression: "Manager Cheng, please don't disturb the decision-making of the price department."

Whoever complained, the action was really fast.

I turned my eyes around Shi Fan, landed on the price team behind him, and gave him a hard look.

"The performance of the sales team is affected, and there is no way to appeal. I can't ask?"

"Manager Cheng," Shi Fan sighed softly, "You are no longer a member of the sales department, so don't force yourself to stand up for someone who is irrelevant."

What is this nonsense.

Just as I was about to speak, he stepped over in twos and threes, grabbing my arm involuntarily.

I couldn't help being sullen: "Shi Fan, what are you doing?"

He ignored it and pulled me away from the scene.I resisted and struggled several times, and the scene was once very embarrassing.

The door to the private office was slammed shut behind him.

I shook him off and said angrily, "It's really the opposite."

Shi Fan frowned, "Little Jane, have you heard what you say every day?"

I do not know.

I'm so mad at you.

"Little Jane, price decision-making is the most precise and complicated decision-making process in the company, which requires many factors to be taken into consideration, and we should not act recklessly."

I'm still mad, "but the sales team did lose orders because of it."

Shi Fan sighed and stretched out his hand to pull me to sit on the sofa.

I froze and refused to move.

He took my shoulders with both hands and pressed me in.

"That customer's order does not belong to Cheng's in the first place."

I said, "How do you say that?"

Shi Fan said slowly, "This customer has been asking Cheng's for several years in a row, and the asking price is extremely low, but he has never placed an order. It is nothing more than wanting to get a low price from Cheng's to suppress the main suppliers and force They lowered the price. Cheng was just caught in the middle and was taken advantage of by customers, and he couldn’t get the order anyway. The price manager knew the reason and refused to provide support on pricing.”

I said, "If that's the case, why are the sales managers furious? Presumably they also know that there is little hope."

Shi Fan sighed: "There is already a conflict of interest between the sales department and the price department. The two sides have had a long-standing grievance. This time, they just found a reason to vent their anger."

His eyes flickered, and he looked over, "Xiao Jian, the Cheng family is deeply rooted and unfathomable, don't be used by others."

I twitched the corner of my mouth, "General Manager Shi taught it right."

He reached out to stroke the hair on my forehead, but I avoided it.

"General manager Shi has worked for the Cheng family for many years, so he naturally knows all the party members by heart."

He chuckled, "The interests of the entire Cheng family's various departments are tied together. As long as they are consistent with the outside world and defend the enemy with all their heart, they can't be too demanding on other things."

I laughed too, and looked at him, "General Manager Shi has poured out his guts and liver, and with all his heart, he will definitely not do anything that is detrimental to Cheng."

Shi Fan paused, "Little Jane, what do you mean by that?"

I said coolly, "Praise you for what you mean."

"This reminded me," Shi Fan said, "There will be a departmental meeting the day after tomorrow to discuss several recent failure cases. Come and listen."

I pretended to be pleasantly surprised: "It's rare that General Manager Shi is willing to let me see the world."

He poked my head with his finger, "I want you to grow your brain."

Coming out of the private office, there was still a group of whispering employees gathered outside, with contemptuous looks thrown towards them from time to time.

I'm just a mere account manager, but because my father is the president of Cheng's, the people below are respectful.

If it weren't for the blessing of this identity, the blood would have already been splashed on the spot.

When I got out of Cheng's Building, the driver had already been waiting outside, and when he saw me coming, he leaned over and opened the door.

I straddled in and said, "Go to the restaurant I booked before."

After getting out of the car, he entered the room familiarly, and followed the waiter to a secluded private room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a young boy waving desperately inside.

In my early twenties, I haven't faded my youthfulness yet, but I'm wearing a rigid plaid suit. Seeing me coming, my pupils are shining, and I shouted: "Come on, come on, wait for me to die!"

I pulled back my chair and said with a smile, "Who told you not to order first."

The other party's eyes were wide open, like a cub, "You have such a tricky mouth, and I'm the one to blame if the dishes don't satisfy you."

No no no, you don't know anything about it.

I don't eat as much as pigs and dogs recently. As long as there is meat, even if it is boiled, I won't complain.

The boy's eyes sparkled, and he said joyfully, "Here's a cup of stewed lion's head, as well as Hangjiao fish, Longjing shrimp, lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken, and sweet-scented osmanthus rice cake."

Looking up from the menu, "Enough?"

I said, "One more plate of crispy roast duck, pack it up for me to take away."

The boy screamed strangely: "Cheng Jian, are you the reincarnation of the legendary starving ghost?"

I glared at him, "I want to take it back to the company, hide it in the refrigerator in the coffee room, and eat it secretly when no one is prepared."

"No way," the young man was astonished, "Young master of the Cheng family, the future head of Cheng's enterprise, is living in such a miserable life." He lowered his voice, "But the people below are trying to seize power and usurp the throne, and take the emperor to order the princes?"

I squinted at him, "You've watched too many TV shows."

The dishes were brought to the table one by one, I didn't care about him, and started to eat with chopsticks.I have had a miserable life recently, and now I feel that everything I taste is delicious in the world.

The young man couldn't stop laughing, covered his mouth and said: "Whoever Cheng abused you, tell me, and I will stand up for you."

"Don't dare to trouble Master Qi." I put a piece of fish into my mouth, "I'm not afraid that Master Qi will tear my skin."

The old man of the Qi family had a son in his middle age. He was born fair and clean. He named him Qi Sheng. He was raised in the palm of his hand since he was a child.He is also enthusiastically fighting for land in Kaijiang, hoping that his only son will inherit the family business in the future, so that he can retire calmly and live a retired life of drinking tea and watching birds.

Unexpectedly, Qi Sheng is not interested in business at all, and refuses to learn management. He only wants to study English language and literature, and go to Great Britain to follow Shakespeare.The old man of the Qi family beat his chest and stomped his feet, regretting the past, but he couldn't hold back the child, so he reluctantly agreed.

It was so hard to survive until Qi Sheng graduated from university, thinking that they would finally be reunited, but unexpectedly Qi Sheng wanted to continue his master's degree.At last, Mr. Qi couldn't take it anymore, and within a day, he won twelve gold medals and recalled his son to the country.

Qi Sheng is still a child at heart, he doesn't want to be restrained, and he has to take over part of the Qi family business, he sighs and sighs all day long.Fortunately, the old man of his family is in good health and will not abdicate for a while, and he is reluctant to let his children suffer, and he is reluctant to take care of the country for his son.

I put down my chopsticks and looked at Qi Sheng's side face carved with jade.

He reached out to grab the sweet-scented osmanthus rice cake, and couldn't help but lick his fingers after eating, showing a childish temper.At the end, he sighed: "I can't give up sweets in my life."

I laughed.

The waiter packed the crispy roast duck, and I took the paper bag carefully.

Qi Sheng looked over with round eyes, and said, "Second Young Master Cheng, life is not easy either."

As if thinking of something, he said: "Your general manager surnamed Shi really has some tricks. If you have subordinates like this, you will be envied."

Don't, don't, this surname Shi is enough for me to drink a pot.

I pouted, "I'll give him to you, okay?"

Qi Sheng didn't listen to what I was saying at all, and continued: "There is another person surnamed Xiao, who is also an exquisite character."

I raised my eyebrows: "I will pack the two of them up and give them to the Qi family, and Young Master Qi must accept them."

Qi Sheng waved his hand, "I have no luck."