Mr Li, He Is Not What He Seems to Be

Chapter 2

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Mid-August.

Sister Ni resigned.

Only half a year has passed since the last financial manager resigned.

On the one hand, she couldn't bear Wu Lin's flattery and sowing discord.

Every day, like a fly, it circles around the personnel director.

On the other hand, the general manager doesn't trust her.

I felt that there was something wrong with the report data she produced, so I specially found a relative who was in finance to supervise her.

Before Sister Ni left her job, she said this to Cheng Yanqing.

This company won't last long, so you should make plans early.

Cheng Yanqing didn't speak, but thought it was true.

The general manager has been in office for two years. He has been sitting in the office all year round. He does not follow the progress of orders. The payment slips are signed very slowly. He likes to get to the bottom of things. The shipment was also slow, so I lost a lot of money and lost several customers.

In addition, I usually don't pay attention to maintaining the relationship between customers, and I don't agree with the entertainment expenses of the sales department. As time goes by, the sales department neglects and proposes to resign one after another.

The general manager doesn't think he has a problem.

Wu Lin gossips in the ear of the HR supervisor again, saying that this is Manager Li's inaction. If the company can't even maintain customers, what's the point of the company spending so much money to hire a sales manager

The personnel director heard it, and ran to complain to the general manager.

The general manager thinks so.

During the meeting, it is useless to ridicule him intentionally or unintentionally. By the way, I would like to remind everyone present that all the computers in the office are equipped with surveillance cameras. If you are busy, just do things. If you are not busy, find something to do by yourself. Look at stocks for two or three hours.

Cheng Yanqing was also in the meeting room.

Hearing this, he was stunned.

It turned out that it was not Manager Li who reported that Sister Ni was looking at stocks.

Instead, the company secretly installed surveillance on the computer.

A sense of guilt and guilt welled up in my heart.

He sneaked a glance at Manager Li.

Manager Li was dressed in a neat suit and had a straight back. He looked at the general manager lightly, but didn't get angry.

But the light in his eyes turned cold.

A little fierce, a little scary.

It seems that he is not a gentle person in everything.

Also, if everything is gentle, how could he sit in the position of sales manager at such a young age.

After this incident, Cheng Yanqing carefully selected a lighter.

I always doubt Manager Li, and the person concerned will not feel it.

Sending things, at least you can feel more comfortable in your heart.

Manager Li doesn't smoke often, Cheng Yanqing was lucky enough to see it once.

He has a unique temperament, broad shoulders and narrow waist, slender figure, and the misty mist that surrounds him, making him ascetic and cold, like a nobleman born in a castle.

Manager Li opened the gift box: "A Zippo lighter?"

Cheng Yanqing nodded his head like garlic, carefully watching his expression.

"Why did you send me this?"

"Well... because..." Cheng Yanqing blinked, unable to say apologetically: "...it suits you."

The style is an ordinary style, not a limited edition. In fact, I can’t afford more expensive ones. The last time I saw Manager Li’s car, Audi, the price goes up to one million, and the clothes I usually wear are also thousands of dollars. Probably the richer kind.

The other party looks down on buying cheap ones.

He can't afford the expensive ones.

I can only find a compromise.

Manager Li raised the corners of his mouth and outlined a shallow arc, and asked again: "Do you know the meaning of giving Zippo?"

Cheng Yanqing was at a loss: "What do you mean...?"

After accepting the lighter, Manager Li said, "Check it out online."

Cheng Yanqing wanted to check, but forgot about it when there were too many things in the afternoon.

Later, I saw an advertisement for Zippo on the advertising light box of the subway.

— If you love him, give him a Zippo.