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Wu Yue, dressed in an old-fashioned costume, quickly walked into the office with a handheld computer and a briefcase. Without going to see Yang Chen and Zhao Hongyan at all, he bowed to Lin Ruoxi and asked, "Mr. Lin, what's the matter?"
"Please help me calculate, Zhao Hongyan's performance in the past three years, and her three-year salary, and compare it with the public relations department as a whole."
Wu Yue immediately opened the notebook. After a slender-fingered hand tapped on the keyboard for a while, she opened her mouth and said: "Zhao Hongyan's performance in the past three years is 1.56 million, 1.73 million and two hundred and one hundred. One hundred thousand, bonuses and wages average about two hundred thousand per year, which is at the upper-middle level in the public relations department."
Lin Ruoxi nodded, "You help me draft a contract. Zhao Hongyan's salary and bonus will be halved in the next ten years, and the company will advance 1.5 million yuan in advance to her account as a special fund. You can figure out the specific restrictions. "
Wu Yue frowned, "President, please allow me to express my views."
"What? You don't agree?" Lin Ruoxi asked.
"Yes, as a public relations person, ten years is too long. Few people can continuously increase or maintain the volume of order transactions, especially young women. As they age, it is obvious that business volume will decline. The contract is too risky." Wu Yue said calmly.
Before Lin Ruoxi could speak, Yang Chen on the side couldn't see it anymore, and couldn't help but smile: "I said at the airport, is your brain made of a machine? I used to think you were in poor shape. So your brain is missing a piece? The company is not yours, and the money is not spent on you. One and a half million is so much for this company? If people are not in a hurry, can they sign a contract for ten years like this?"
"Yang Chen, don't say it! What Secretary Wu said is also the truth." Zhao Hongyan hurriedly stopped. Although she was moved by Yang Chen to help her speak, she was unwilling to make Lin Ruoxi difficult.
Wu Yue glanced at Yang Chen coldly, "I'm just going to discuss matters, I only consider the interests of the company and the president."
"Enough..." Lin Ruoxi looked at the two with a headache, and sighed: "Wu Yue, just do what I said, I believe in Hongyan."
Wu Yue didn't say much this time, so she retired and replied.
Zhao Hongyan stood up with red eyes, bowed solemnly to Lin Ruoxi, and said "thank you".
"Don't thank me, I also hope that I can still eat the glutinous rice balls made by Mr. Zhao in the future." Lin Ruoxi smiled and said, "You must have a lot to do today, so you don't have to go to work. If the Yu family refuses to let go Or if you want to make a big mess, you can contact me and I will ask a lawyer to help you solve these problems."
The greatest kindness is nothing more than giving charcoal in the snow. When Zhao Hongyan left the office holding back tears, he took a deep look at Lin Ruoxi again. I am afraid that only the person involved can understand the emotions contained in it.
Seeing Yang Chen still standing in the office, Lin Ruoxi looked straight at herself with a smile that made her very uncomfortable, and asked in a covertly, "Is there anything else?"
"I just didn't expect that Xiao Ruoxi in our family still has such a amiable side. He was very cute today and deserves praise." Yang Chen said with a smile.
"If you want to talk these gossips, please leave here as soon as possible and don't affect my work." Lin Ruoxi was too lazy to pay attention to him, and turned to look at the computer screen.
Yang Chen shrugged disapprovingly and turned to leave.
But after not taking a few steps, Lin Ruoxi called him from behind...
"Yang Chen."
"Why, don't you want me to go?" Yang Chen looked back.
"Will marriages that are not in love end up like them?" Lin Ruoxi lowered her head, as if asking to herself.
Yang Chen froze for a moment, and after thinking about it, he smiled evilly: "No, at least we won't. If you want to go to a nightclub or bar, Little Baby Ruoxi, just call me. I'm very open. I want to play with everyone... "
"go away!!!"
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After leaving the president's office, Yang Chen did not go to work directly. So many things happened just now. If you go to the public relations department, you must be asked a lot of questions. Yang Chen doesn't want to suffer alive, but waits for everyone's interest to fade tomorrow. Talking.
On Wednesday, he will be leaving Zhonghai for a while. What Yang Chen thinks at the moment is that he should go and see Qiangwei. This woman who is willing to be her own* has not seen her for a long time, although on the one hand he thinks that Qiangwei will be very busy for a while. , After all, Ximenghui’s stragglers did not solve it for a while, but the main reason was that he had too little time to give her, and the guilt towards Qiangwei in his heart had been increasing unabated.
When I drove to the Rose Bar, the bar was still quiet and empty during the day. Several waiters dozed off at the table, and when they saw Yang Chen coming in, they immediately cheered up and greeted them.
Yang Chen waved to several people and walked straight to the back corridor. When he came to the center of the corridor, he found several bodyguards from the Red Jing Society standing there.
And on the wall of the corridor, a door was removed. That door was integrated with the wall on weekdays, and it was difficult to be recognized. Yang Chen only discovered it today.
When several bodyguards saw Yang Chen coming, they immediately shouted "Hello, Brother Yang".
Yang Chen pointed to the dark passage behind the door, "What's inside?"
A bodyguard replied: "It's a basement dug by the president last year to deal with the brothers and opponents who committed crimes."
This "handling" is naturally not a good thing. To put it bluntly, it is a place for murder, confession, and torture.
Yang Chen didn't think it was strange, but he was not satisfied with Qiangwei's choice of this place. It was so close to her bedroom, and always killing some people in it, it was a bit too heavy.
"Brother Yang is going in? You don't need to inform the president any time you find it. The president has ordered it." A bodyguard asked eagerly.
Yang Chen waved his hand, "No, it's meaningless to kill."
Yang Chen was afraid that when he saw the bloody picture, his brain was convulsed again, and then he would have Qiangwei knock him out again. Isn't this pure self-abuse!
The bodyguards didn't think so much. The killing was indeed not an interesting scene, and they nodded in agreement.
But at this moment, a petite figure dressed in white suddenly ran out of the passage, covering his face with one hand, lowering his head, and rushing out of the door like a breeze, and ran out of the corridor crying!
Although it was just a blink of an eye, Yang Chen still knew who the girl was just now, it was Chen Rong's little sister.
Seeing Chen Rong crying and running away, anxious even he didn't even see, Yang Chen asked a bodyguard in wonder, "What's wrong with Rongrong?"
The bodyguard smiled reluctantly, and said: "Today the chairman took Miss Chen down to let Miss Chen kill a few people from the Western League..."
Yang Chen silently, although he knew Qiangwei meant to train Chen Rong, he didn't expect Chen Rong to pass the murder level so soon. Let a girl who has just come out of the mountain and has not been involved in the world, pick up a weapon Killing a living person, even if you know that the other party is not a good thing, is definitely a challenge to people's bottom line.
After all, to kill someone, you have to go on this road of no return.
With some confusion in his mind, Yang Chen wondered whether he was right or wrong when he brought Chen Rong here, and was he sorry for the young man Chen Bo who had not left for a long time...
After smoking a cigarette in the corridor, Qiangwei walked out of the passage. She wore a tasseled black long dress. Her bright white complexion looked very shiny and smooth, just like the queen of the night who came out of the black species, graceful and luxurious.
Qiangwei’s face was slightly tired, but when she saw Yang Chen standing at the door, she immediately became radiant, rushed forward, and hugged Yang Chen, completely ignoring the presence of the surrounding men. Got a kiss.
"Miss me?" Qiangwei asked with her arms around Yang Chen's neck.
Yang Chen nodded, "Just finished smoking, don't kiss, it smells bad."
"The smell of smoke is better than the smell of blood." Qiangwei's eyes revealed a bit of loneliness and vicissitudes.
Yang Chen stretched out his hand and stroked Qiangwei's smooth long hair, "Even you are not completely immune to the blood. Isn't it too harsh for Rongrong to participate so soon?"
At this time, the surrounding subordinates and bodyguards had already left, leaving private space for the men and women, and the corridor was empty.
Qiangwei smiled helplessly, "I have asked her many times, and she answered me affirmatively, she is willing to go this way."
"But murder..."
"In the future, it is better to kill people now. When a person does not know the world very well, when he is most conscious of the so-called rules and regulations, if he waits a few more years, Rongrong will be more difficult to start. Now she is only She will feel disgusting and scared to kill, but after a few years, she will feel that it violates human relations and social morality... If you kill again at that time, she will break down even more." Qiangwei explained.
Yang Chen frowned, "She's already killed?"
"Kill, three, all the little bosses of the Ximenghui. I asked her to get at least three shots in each person. She did it, which surprised me too." Qiangwei said lightly.
Yang Chen sighed, "Congratulations, the successor is expected."
Qiangwei stroked Yang Chen's face, "Husband, do you think I am cruel and selfish, sometimes even I feel so cruel, I even just felt it, Rongrong hated me for a moment …"
"I can only say that what you have done is far from reaching the cruel standard in my heart. As for Rongrong to hate you, that is normal, otherwise, she really is the devil." Yang Chen said truthfully.
"She is really good and looks very weak, but her mind grows up very quickly, and gradually she will be stronger than anyone. She is very smart, and I know everything. Without saying a lot of things, she can understand and it is more important. The thing is, she knows exactly what she wants, and will not be gentle with important decisions. Only such a person can lead a gang to go on."
When Yang Chen thought that Chen Rong, who was as soft as a daffodil, would become a gangster elder sister in the future, he had a headache. He hugged Qiangwei's soft body and pressed it against the wall, feeling the elasticity of the bumpy figure.
"Baby Qiangwei, let's not talk about it. I will go to Hong Kong on a business trip the day after tomorrow. It may take a week. Today, I'm here to say goodbye to you."
Qiangwei is a ripe peach. After being teased by Ai Lang so personally, he immediately felt and panted, "Don't be here... Go... Go to the room..."
"After finishing here, go to your room", Yang Chen grinned and began to untie the ribbon of Qiangwei's long skirt, and he started to push his erect lower body between Qiangwei's legs through the pants.
Feeling the mass of meat on her chest being covered and kneaded by a big hand, Qiangwei's body began to tremble, "Woo...but...but there is still blood on me...I...I'll take a bath..."
"I just like the smell of blood on you..." Yang Chen hissed and bit on Qiangwei's rich and blushing lips...
Not long after, the lingering whispers of men and women, low or high, came from the corridor. t