My Gorgeous Fiancee

After all, with this incident, Wu Zewen was still unable to get his emotions back up. He opened up Le Keke's internal network and entered the company's internal system to check how much sales had fallen during this period of time.    

Zhou Xingda's management of the factory had become more and more formal. He had introduced advanced management software and created an official website, allowing suppliers from all over the country to check the sales of each region through the company's website, in order to clearly understand the differences between his own region and those of other regions.    

On the way back from Wu Zewen, he received a few orders, which were also the orders. According to the rules, they had to be entered into the website's system.    

Wang Changlin used to be in charge of this task, but in the past two days, he had been busy at his hometown.    

Since he was free right now, he didn't have anything to do, so he just sat in front of the computer and began to record the orders.    

After Baby Fan cleaned up his bowl, he placed a seductive pose on the love chair and waited for a while. He didn't see Wu rewrite the letter, so he got up and went to the other party's room and found him sitting in front of his computer. Because his back was facing her, Baby Fan didn't know what he was fiddling with.    

"What are you doing?"    

asked Baby Van softly, leaning against the door frame, like a sad young woman.    

"Oh, take the list!"    

"What?!"    

Baby Fan thought, "You can just say so."    

"Hm!" "Why else would I be idle?"    

Wu Shangwen didn't turn around, but kept his head down as he spoke.    

A trace of anger rose in Baby Fan's heart as he thought: With my wife here, do I even need to tease her?    

Thinking of this, he said, "Do you want me to help you?"    

Wu Zewen nodded and said, "Alright, if you're interested, of course you can come over and record. Fang Zheng, I'm too busy myself."    

Baby Fan thought: Your big bird is so big, of course I can't keep busy.    

Thinking up to here, she came up behind him, gently hugging his waist, her hands slowly reaching below him …    

Two or three days passed in a row. During this time, Fengyuan Fruit Juice began to carry out a large number of activities. It was mainly held by the following awards.    

Top 10 in the First Prize: Free trip to America for seven days; First Prize 1000: Reward 6 Q coins; Third Prize number: Open the bottle cap and give another bottle.    

The range was targeted at the consumers in the capital. It was obvious that this was done for the beverages. It was an attempt to completely drive the beverages out of the market.    

With such a large investment, it caused quite a sensation among the consumers. Especially that first prize, it was truly tempting. So bewitching.    

Even today, with such a developed standard of living, traveling abroad was a very luxurious affair. It was also the dream of many people.    

And now, spending five dollars to buy a bottle of Fengyuan Fruit Juice would give them the opportunity to do so. Everyone had the mentality to gamble, so who wouldn't want to try?    

Therefore, when the event had just begun, it had brought shock and disbelief to all consumers.    

Eighty percent of all the beverage manufacturers on the market were doing promotional activities like "one more bottle" and occasionally exchanging money for Q. However, no one had ever organized a tour abroad before.    

This was Zhang Bo's idea.    

In the Soaring Dragon Company, number four was sitting in his office, dozing off with his eyes narrowed. From time to time, he would let out a comfortable sound.    

The secretary was working hard, her head moving up and down rhythmically.    

"Oh …"    

Fourth Bro let out a long sigh of relief, and the tight muscles all over his body slowly stretched out.    

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.    

The secretary quickly spat out the unknown liquid into the paper cup she had prepared beforehand. Then she took out a wet towel and wiped Ol 'Four's face before putting it back into her pants and pulling the zipper on the front door. Then she stood up and walked over to open the door.    

It was Zhang Bo, the manager of Fengyuan Fruit Juice District, who came in. He looked at the paper cup in the secretary's hand and the one or two drops of unknown liquid spilled on the edge of the cup.    

"Sit, Manager Zhang."    

Fourth Bro sank into the large mahogany chair and motioned for manager Zhang to sit down.    

Looking at his arrogant attitude, a trace of displeasure flashed across manager Zhang's eyes. He remembered that this was different from the past. He remembered that when he had just arrived, Fengyuan Fruit Juice was on par with Le Keke.    

At that moment, Le Keke's collapse was already a certainty in his eyes. The importance of Zhang Bo was not as obvious as it was in the past.    

"Fourth brother, although we are at the top of the exclusive beverage industry in Beijing now, we still have to do the basic work. Recently, however, I have discovered that low-level salesmen, loose and often out of work. For the terminal market services and maintenance are very inadequate, customers ordered goods are often four or five days of non-deliverable. If things go on like this for a long time, our competitors will definitely make use of this opportunity. "    

"In my opinion, we need to carry out a staff reform internally. Only by being able to do so can the team be full of fighting strength and remain in the same state for a long time."    

The reason why Zhang Bo said this was because the management system of Fengyuan juice was different from the other manufacturers. It was the headquarters that directly distributed salaries to the suppliers, and then there were the suppliers that would pay salaries based on the staff member's performance.    

Thus, the employer's initiative is in the hands of the supplier.    

Of course, a manager's salary was paid directly by the manufacturer.    

Therefore, if Zhang Bo wanted to adjust the staff, he would have to go through number four.    

Fourth Bro was still immersed in the female secretary's superb skills. Only after Fourth Bro finished talking did he slowly say: "What manager Zhang said is not without reason. However, I feel that our current personnel structure is very mature, there is no need to change it. If we change it without permission, it might have the opposite effect. "    

Zhang Bo swallowed his words back as soon as he heard the old man's words. Fourth Bro's mind had already been muddled by his victory, and now was usually the most dangerous time of his life.    

If Le Keke was able to survive or if other beverages landed in Beijing, Fengyuan juice's current business model would be very dangerous. To use the word 'thin ice' to describe it couldn't be more appropriate.    

"Fourth brother is right. Since this personnel structure has been implemented for several years, it must have been verified by countless logic." Reform does involve taking a risk, and the results are not necessarily good. "    

Zhang Bo wasn't the only one who knew how to sell. He was also very good at observing others' expressions.    

Fourth Bro was currently a type of person that refused to budge. At this moment, if he continued to insist on his opinion, it wouldn't be a smart move.    

He felt a little sleepy and wanted to sleep, but was disturbed by Zhang Bo. He didn't want to see him, but after all, he was the manager sent by the factory to help him become a market manager, so he couldn't help but feel sorry for him.    

When Zhang Bo saw him dozing off, he knew that he was being chased out of the company. He was furious. No matter what, he was still a regional manager. He was on equal footing with Ol 'Four.    

But now, it seemed like he was listening to her teachings. Every person would change. Since Zhang Bo was an elite in sales, he naturally understood this human nature. He helplessly exhaled and turned around to leave.    

The news of Du Huanyu and the other two being poisoned quickly spread throughout the campus. After the teachers in their respective classes found out, they quickly contacted the parents of the three students.    

It was already the fourth day since the three of them had been poisoned.    

Today, while Wang Guilan was wiping the shelves with a rag as usual, she suddenly heard a hasty phone ring from the bedroom.    

After his grandson went to college, he even installed a phone in order to make it convenient for him to get in touch with others.    

"Hello, may I ask if this is Du Huanyu's home?"    

"Yes, I'm his grandmother. May I ask who you are? "    

Wang Guilan curiously asked, because other than her own grandson, who often called to tell her that she was safe, there were very few people who knew of this number.    

"I'm Du Huanyu's counsellor. He's poisoned and lives in the hospital …"    

"What …"    

When Wang Guilan heard this, her vision turned black and she felt dizzy.    

"Wuu … wuu …" Grandmother, Grandmother. Are you okay … Wake up! Grandmother, wake up! "    

A thoughtful smile appeared on his face as he shook his grandmother's arm.    

After a long while, the old man finally woke up. He struggled to stand up from the ground and said in a deep voice, "Let's go." Ye Zichen smiled. Let's go to the hospital to see your brother! "    

Her son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident a few years ago. If it weren't for her grandson and granddaughter, Wang Guilan would have long thought that she would have left. The most desolate and painful thing in the world was for the white-haired man to send her away.    

If something were to happen to her grandson, Wang Guilan didn't know if she would be able to survive.    

"..."    

At this moment, in the Euclidean Group's office, Omin Jie was leaning against a large mahogany desk. In front of her was today's newspaper.    

Omin Jie heard that the Beijing police are going to make this incident a criminal investigation, and the squad leader of the Criminal Police, Chen Yufei, who was more familiar with Wu, had long since left the capital after his internship.    

If, once the police filed a case to investigate this matter, Wu's Le Keke would only have one ending, being forced to close the door and close it.    

The corners of Omin Jie's mouth curled up, revealing a trace of seduction. Perhaps I should help him, he thought.    

Thinking of this, she picked up her phone and made a call, "Bureau Chief Liu, there's something I need to trouble you with …" "Hmm …" That's right. After all, Le Keke's test results were still not out. It was hard to say if those three students had been poisoned by the drink or not … Okay, okay, thanks. I'll treat you to a meal another day. "    

After hanging up the phone, Omin Jie heaved a long sigh of relief. She could only help him buy time, and hope that Wu Rong could resolve this matter in the shortest amount of time.    

She didn't know why she wanted to help this guy. Perhaps it was because he had helped her more than once. Scenes of what happened between her and him kept appearing in her mind.    

Standing in front of the glass window, Omin Jie felt a bit bitter seeing how close the two were to each other as they sent their baby to work.    

'Actually, this fellow isn't worthy of me at all. Why would he appear in my mind time and time again? ' Omin Jie felt a wave of unexplained irritation in her heart.    

After sending baby Fan to the company, Wu continued to drive in the direction of the municipal hospital. He wanted to see how the situation was with the three university students.