Chapter 188 Official Affairs

General Manager’s Office.

Anting did not sit in Zhang Jing’s executive chair, but chose to sit on the sofa for guests out of respect.

Zhang Jing noticed this small detail and was still a little happy.

At this time, Zhang Jing already knew what Anting had done. The latter went through the franchise process in the name of the franchisee. Looking at it like this, he should be a little angry.

"The one named Li..." Anting smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Given the current scale of the secret base, although there are already administrative staff responsible for recruitment, Zhang Jing is responsible for the interviews. Especially for departments like the Ministry of Commerce that directly face customers, they must be strictly controlled. It even takes several rounds of training before you can face customers.

Anting believes in Zhang Jing’s ability to judge people.

But...the one named Li is so disappointing.

“Mr. Zhang, have you misjudged the person?”

Hearing this, Zhang Jing didn’t seem surprised and also showed a bitter smile and said: “Mr. An, That person named Li was not invited back by me..."

Hearing this, Anting was slightly startled, "It's not you...who is that?"

You know...although The secret base company is still very small, but Zhang Jing is nominally the general manager. Apart from Anting, he is the biggest.

No...

Thinking about it, Anting suddenly realized something, squeezed out a wry smile and said: "Brother Chuan...?"

"Well..." At this point, the tea on the table has been brewed. Zhang Jing filled a cup for Anting and continued: "Asahikawa is good at everything. He is loyal, responsible, and works hard at things. , but his shortcoming is that he is too loyal."

Han Xuchuan, this is Brother Chuan's full name.

Brother Chuan’s biggest advantage is his loyalty, and his biggest weakness is also his loyalty.

That young man named Li was not invited back through formal channels, but was a friend of Brother Chuan.

Brother Chuan is not good at rejecting his brothers, especially brothers who cannot find jobs.

After going back and forth, I let the person come in through the back door.

An Ting took a sip of tea and said helplessly: "You don't care about him..."

"Oh, what you said is right, you and Achuan are the shareholders. , I am just a commander in name, I have nothing.”

There is a gambling agreement between Anting and Zhang Jing. After one year, as long as the secret base brand achieves certain results, Zhang Jing will receive a part of the share and become one of the shareholders of the secret base.

It has only been three or four months, and there is still a long time before the agreed date.

However, according to the current development trend, Zhang Jing is already one of his own.

After a cup of tea, Anting made his decision and said: "Deduct a month's bonus from the boy named Li and retrain him..."

" Hahahaha."

Hearing this, Zhang Jing burst into laughter.

An Ting rolled his eyes, looking at Zhang Jing with some resentment, "What are you laughing at?"

"Mr. An, I originally thought you would fire that person, no. Thinking of choosing to stay shows that you have Brother Chuan in your heart."

An Ting looked a little arrogant and denied: "No, I am afraid that the company management will be alienated. Anyway, I am just a pest. Make some changes, and if it doesn't work, fire him and give him one last chance."

Zhang Jing didn't say much.

He knows that Anting is a good friend and a good boss.

I hope...this won't be his flaw.

After this topic is over, Zhang Jing briefly reported on the current business situation.

“As of now, in City C, the secret base has a total of five stores, three stores in Nancheng District, two stores in Beicheng District; there are two stores in neighboring cities D and F, and Four franchise stores are under preparation at the same time. It is estimated that all of them will be open in late January, that is, eleven stores."

An Ting briefly flipped through the documents, "It's pretty good, it's OK. Do you have any other questions?"

Zhang Jing replied: "Three points."

"Say."

"The first point, The company needs some decent cars. We can't just have a van to receive customers. It would be too damaging to the impression."

An Ting nodded and said: "Okay, what about the second point?"

Zhang Jing replied: "The second point is, didn't we say in December that we would have a winter event? Now it has not been finalized in January."
< br />"Hey, we really can't escape this problem." After a simple complaint, Anting nodded and said: "Leave it to me."

This time, Zhang Jingdang cannot be blamed. Throw away the shopkeeper.

On the one hand, Zhang Jing is no longer a young man in his thirties, and he really can’t come up with any interesting ideas for activities like this for young people; on the other hand, the company is not large in scale and does not have a planning department. , can only rely on the management to think.

And in fact.

Regarding winter warm-up activities, Anting already has some ideas.

　"What about the third point?"

　"Isn't this... the Spring Festival is coming soon, and the company will have an annual meeting. Will you attend then? I believe everyone wants to see it. Meeting the legendary big boss."

Actually...

To this day, the relationship between Zhang Jing and Brother Chuan is getting better and better, and they have become good friends. According to the reporter's mouth, the former already knew Anting's identity as a high school student.

I was very shocked at the time. It turns out that there really is a so-called genius in this world.

No...

It’s already at the level of a monster.

Anting thought for a while, smiled awkwardly, and said: "We'll talk about it then. I believe no employee wants their boss to be a high school student... But, I do have other plans."

　“Other plans?”

　“I actually have other business developments. At the annual meeting, I plan to have those people attend. You can get to know each other then.”< br />
"Ah...my God, do you have other business plans without telling me?"

Zhang Jing's eyes widened, his pupils filled with disbelief, and a ten It is outrageous for a six-year-old high school student to own a brand. Now tell me, you are more than...

An Ting smiled calmly and said: "It's time for you to get to know each other."

It’s time to twist the business threads into a rope.

Seeing that it was getting late, Anting left without staying any longer.

Zhang Jing didn’t try to stay, he just stood up and gave her a gift.

When passing by the front desk of the company, Huang Nana was okay. She had just greeted Anting properly and did not offend the big boss; Mr. Li just stood there, shivering, lowering his head silently, as if admitting his mistake look.

An Ting was too lazy to pay attention and left directly.

Before leaving, Zhang Jing seemed to have thought of something and called the boy to stop, saying: "An Ting, please wait a moment."

"Hmm...? What's the matter? "

"That's it, I just accepted an interview with a journalist friend, and he asked me a question - Regarding the mascot of our secret base, do you have any plans to launch the next one?"< br />
“Ang?”

This question really asked Anting.

He never thought about launching anotherThe mascot currently only has a purple porcelain doll named "S". The question of increasing the number of mascots...

　It is possible, but it is not necessary.

Seeing that Anting was a little undecided, Zhang Jing added fuel to the fire and continued: "The reporter said something very interesting - there is no secret base with only one person, it would be too lonely. "

An Ting smiled, nodded and said: "Okay."

　...

Secret Base Company, located in Nancheng District leading to National highway entrance and exit in Beicheng District.

It is very close to the municipal library, about three kilometers.

Song Ci went to the library alone today. She liked that place. As the time they lived together extended, the boy got to know that person better and better.

Song Ci is a bookworm. If you give her a few books, she may not go out for a few days.

It’s past five o’clock in the afternoon.

Since the cold air from the New Year’s Day party moved south, the weather has been mostly cloudy. Just like at this moment, the sky is gloomy and it looks like we are about to cry without tears.

Anting didn’t know if Song Ci had left, so he sent a text message, but no one responded. He was probably lost in reading.

With the mentality of trying his luck, Anting planned to go to the library. He couldn't catch a taxi, and he didn't really want to take a motorcycle.

“I have begun to miss sharing bicycles.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy made a bold decision. After a simple warm-up exercise, he ran directly towards the library. past.

In the middle of winter...

When the young boy appeared in the library dripping with sweat, many people actually took a second look.

Anting did not pay attention to the eyes of others, entered the library, walked around, and found Song Ci in the corner.

What surprised the boy was that next to the straight black girl in a tank top and long-sleeved T-shirt, there was a short-haired girl wearing a sweatshirt, sweatpants and basketball shoes, lying on the table and snoring. Sleeping like a wild cat.

If it’s not Qiao Liang, who could it be?

An Ting also noticed that people nearby were looking at the two of them. Song Ci alone was already dazzling enough, and now there was also Qiao Liang.

 Immediately afterwards.

An Ting stepped forward lightly and sat on the seat on the other side of Song Ci. He still didn't make a sound, just held his chin with one hand and looked at the other person with a crazy expression.

Song Ci was fascinated by the book. It took him a while before he realized something.

Turning his head to look, he wasStartled.

His ears twitched.

“When did you come here? Why are you sweating profusely?”

“I just came here, running from two or three kilometers away...” Compared to answering Regarding the girl's question, Anting was more concerned about Qiao Liang sleeping beside him, and asked curiously: "What happened to her?"

Song Ci said helplessly: "At around three o'clock in the afternoon, she suddenly I sent a message saying that I was a little bored after feeding the cat at school, so I told myself that I was in the library, but I didn’t expect her to actually come. I thought she was here to read or study after class, but I didn’t expect to sleep until now.”

Although the New Year's Day party has passed, don't forget the resident on the fifth floor of the Art Building - An An.

Anting and Song Ci are from Beicheng District, so they are destined to be unable to come to feed them; while Qiao Liang is from Nancheng District, so it is convenient to go back to school during the holidays.

An Ting looked at the river of saliva on the table and couldn't hold back for a moment, "I didn't expect you two to have such a good relationship."

"It's not that good, just use her There's nothing we can do." Song Ci said arrogantly while looking at Qiao Liang's sleeping appearance.

It’s true that she is arrogant. After giving away one of the redbud flowers on New Year’s Eve, Song Ci has completely regarded Qiao Liang as her good friend, but she just doesn’t want to admit it.

Suddenly.

A gust of dusk wind blew from the window on one side.

Qiao Liang shivered in her sleep, her long and narrow eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes in a daze, looking cute and cute. She stretched out her body lazily and covered it with her hands. Mouth, yawned.

"An Ting, why are you here?"

During the speech, the palms of the hands came into contact with the mouth, and there was saliva at the corner of the mouth. If you do this, it will be drawn directly.

How to say?

It’s a bit disgusting, but also addictive.

Song Ci felt nauseous; Anting felt a little thirsty.

Anting replied: "I was just passing by and took Song Ci home by the way."

Song Ci couldn't stand it and took out a pack of tissues from the reusable bag. Today It was a holiday, so I didn’t carry a schoolbag. I carried a reusable bag and handed it to Qiao Liang, saying: "Wipe your saliva quickly."

"Hey, hey, Song Ci, wipe it for me."< br />
“I don’t want it!”

While Song Ci and Qiao Liang were interacting, Anting suddenly realized - is my existence a bit redundant?