After the story was told, the monkey was rather bitter: "Squad leader, do you believe it now, how do you feel?"
Mu Hanxia: "It's quite shocking."
Monkey: "Yeah, how overcast."
Mu Hanxia: "No, why do I get so excited? It turns out that 'commercial warfare' is like this."
Monkey: "Ah..."
Mu Hanxia: "I suddenly remembered an old saying: Soldiers are tricksters. Now I understand a little bit, business is the same, just need a word 'stupid', interesting. Tell me more about him! "
Monkey: "Don't... Why do I feel like I'm bringing bad children! That's not my intention..."
—
In the morning, the sky is bright and the air is still cold. Mu Hanxia was wearing sports clothes and ran in the morning fog.
Since her mother died of a serious illness, it has become her habit to exercise every day to maintain a good physique.
Not far from home, there is a sports field, not far from the supermarket. She comes here every day. At this time, the fog dissipated, and there were a few people scattered on the playground. She was alone, running and gasping for breath.
But she didn't expect to meet Meng Gang here.
There were some fitness equipment on the side of the court. When she ran close, she saw a man, wearing a gray T-shirt and black sports shorts, raising his arms. The back is very broad and strong, and it is also very straight, a bit familiar.
Then he saw Meng Gang turned around and bumped into her.
Mu Hanxia stopped in surprise: "Mr. Meng."
Meng Gang's T-shirt was soaked through, and his wide and full forehead was covered in sweat. His eyebrows were bright, and there was a faint smile: "Morning, little girl."
Mu Hanxia: "Good morning! Why are you here to exercise?"
Meng Gang smiled slightly: "Why, only you little girls are allowed to come, can't I? There have been too many entertainments and too little exercise recently, and my body needs to breathe."
Mu Hanxia hurriedly said, "Of course! Exercise is the best, Mr. Meng is wise!"
Meng Gang smiled again.
Mu Hanxia is not very good at dealing with leaders. Seeing that Meng Gang didn't speak or let her go, she asked tentatively, "Mr. Meng... Do you think there is anything else you need to tell me to do?"
This time Meng Gang was really amused by her small appearance, holding the fitness equipment in his hand, he laughed lowly and heartily: "Okay, Han Xia, here, we are not superiors and inferiors, just ordinary friends. I No, nor should I tell you what to do. Go for a run."
Mu Hanxia's heart was instantly softened by the word "friend" that came out of nowhere. His mind was hot, and his footsteps seemed to become a little fluttering.
"Ah, okay, thank you, Mr. Meng." She ran away with blushing cheeks.
After running for a while, I heard steady and powerful footsteps behind me. When Mu Hanxia turned around, he saw Meng Gang also running up.
Men in their thirties are at their most mature and robust. What's more, Meng Gang was born in a supermarket doing manual labor. Under the rising sun, the man's figure became more and more slender and firm, and every movement was very powerful. But compared to the young man in his early twenties, it seems to have a few more different flavors.
Mu Hanxia retracted his gaze, and subconsciously flashed inward to make way for him. As he approached, the heat from his body seemed to soak into her.
"Running so slowly, eh?" he whispered.
Mu Hanxia smiled and whispered, "Don't dare to be faster than the boss."
God-sent cute husband
He smiled again, the tough lines on his side face softened instantly, and ran past her to the front.
After ten laps.
Mu Hanxia sat down on the stone steps at the side of the playground. After a short rest, Meng Gang jogged over, stopped and sat down beside her.
Mu Hanxia was a little uncomfortable, but there was still a casual smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, Meng Gang chatted with her about work.
"How's it going in the marketing department?" he asked.
The two sat side by side, and Mu Hanxia could smell the smell of smoke and sweat on his body, intertwined with the smell of green grass by the playground. The sun shines on the two of them at the same time, which is a strange feeling. It seems that the two of them have become familiar with each other, and there is no sense of distance from the previous disparity of identities.
"It's all good." Mu Hanxia smiled, "Everyone is very good to me."
Meng Gang smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a slow breath. Although Mu Hanxia didn't like the smell of smoke, she didn't show it.
"I asked your manager." He said, "I said that you are doing well and have great potential. However, you are too cramped and nervous, and you are a little low-profile to everyone. Is that right?" He looked at her sideways. .
Mu Hanxia didn't know what to say: "Oh..."
He smiled again, stared at the cigarette in his hand, and said slowly: "Han Xia, don't be nervous, and don't need to be cramped. Maybe I'm hiring an assistant now, at least all college students, and some are undergraduates. But one thing, You and I are the same, that is, although we have a low starting point, we are no worse than anyone else. In the workplace, it may depend on academic qualifications at the beginning, but in the end, it all depends on performance. Educational qualifications are nothing. Understand?"
Mu Hanxia was silent for a few seconds, then replied, "Understood."
Both were quiet for a while. Mu Hanxia raised his head and saw the sun, already showing his entire face in the sky, the sun shining on the entire playground, bright and warm. Just as at this moment, her heart was ironed by Meng Gang's words.
"Mr. Meng, I have a situation that I want to report to you," she said suddenly.
"Oh? What's the situation?"
Mu Hanxia said: "It's like this, I have a high school classmate who is studying in New York, USA. I remembered that day my colleague said that Lin Mochen graduated from Columbia University in New York, so I mentioned it to my classmate. My classmate just heard about Lin Mochen and told me something about him..."
…
A cigarette burned out slowly between Meng Gang's fingers.
Mu Hanxia looked up at him: "Mr. Meng, I'm done."
Meng Gang pondered for a moment, but his expression did not change, but asked, "Why did you tell me this?"
Mu Hanxia looked into his eyes and replied boldly, "Because I think the original 50% discount might not be enough to defend against this person's attack."
Meng Gang was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly there was an indiscernible smile in his eyes: "Han Xia, you are more courageous and potential than I thought."
Mu Hanxia's heart pounding accelerated: "Then Mr. Meng, what should we do next?"
Meng Gang raised his hand, took another breath, and said softly, "I'll consider it again. Is it time to go, or we'll both be late."
—
For the next few days, Mu Hanxia waited with a calm expression on his face.
Waiting for Meng Gang to announce the new promotion plan.
However, the entire company, the entire supermarket, has been calm. There is no action. The marketing department was still preparing for a 5% discount, but Mu Hanxia sighed in her heart—no, this definitely won't work, it couldn't stop the legendary wolf. The sweet wife can't escape the clutches of the black-bellied president. The days when Yongzheng opens its doors is getting closer every day.
It's just that Mu Hanxia was soft-spoken, and it was impossible to say anything to his colleagues, and it was impossible to jump in front of Meng Gang again for this matter. She could only wait and see what Meng Gang had in mind.
Speaking of which, Meng Gang was amiable and amiable to her even though he had been with her several times. But for a person like him, Mu Hanxia still felt awe of him, and he would never feel close to him. So in the next few days, after thinking about it, she stopped going to the playground to run, but went to the riverside.
I don't know if Meng Gang has gone. But for Mu Hanxia, it was really tiring to see the leader every morning when running and relaxing. So she decided to go to the playground every other day, so that she didn't seem to be avoiding it on purpose, and she didn't need to accompany her every day, which was perfect.
It's just that Mu Hanxia hasn't had time to accompany him for the second time, and the big event is coming.
—
The supermarket system works six days a week and is closed on Sundays. Today is Saturday evening.
There is exactly one week left before Yongzheng opens.
At about six o'clock, Mu Hanxia was about to go home from get off work, but the manager walked into the office and announced solemnly, "Everyone stay."
Everyone looked at each other.
Also left behind are all the employees of the fresh food department, purchasing department, administration department... and other important departments. After a while, Mu Hanxia received a text message from He Jing: "A-Xia, what happened? The supermarket closed early today, and our salespersons were all left behind."
Mu Hanxia put down her phone and looked at her colleagues who were also dignified, her heart beating a little faster.
coming.
finally come.
When it was dark, all the staff were gathered into the large conference room for a meeting. All the salespersons were also concentrated in the open space in the supermarket to give lectures. And some old employees of the marketing department, with some people, moved in bundles of promotional posters, billboards, price tags... The door of the warehouse for the purchase of goods downstairs opened wide, and trucks drove in one after another, and began to unload the goods nervously...
conference room.
The lights are bright, the atmosphere is serious, and the staff is full.
Mu Hanxia sat in the corner of the last row, listening to the whispers of the people next to him. After waiting for a while, I finally saw Meng Gang walking in with several managers.
The scene suddenly fell silent.
Meng Gang sat down in the front row, looked around for a week, and said, "I announce one thing: with the approval of the headquarters, starting tomorrow, we will do a big promotion across the board." After a pause, he said: "For a week, a total investment of 3 million ."
There was an uproar downstairs. Everyone's expressions were almost moved, and they began to whisper and discuss each other.
You know, 3 million is not a particularly staggering number, but supermarkets are a small-profit industry. 3 million in 7 days, that is, a loss of more than 400,000 per day, and the gross profit of the supermarket is only 200,000 a day. How many supermarkets have done this
Those who have a quick mind will understand immediately.
Mr. Meng is going to make a ruthless attack against Yongzheng, which will open a week later! Let it not open a good career!
"Everyone knows." Meng Gang said slowly, "This is an unprecedented big promotion in the history of our store. I hope everyone will unite and fight this battle well. To defend Leya's market leadership in Jiangcheng, Set a new peak in performance!"