The restaurant with the client is in Guomao.
When the car turned to Jingmi Road, Zheng Yi, who had been quiet for about ten minutes, couldn't hold back: "What restaurant are you going to?"
"Steakhouse." Chen Gong replied.
Zheng Yi frowned while playing with his mobile phone: "The steakhouse... Who chose it?"
"Me." Chen Gong explained: "I'm not good at ordering food, so it's easier to choose a steakhouse to entertain them."
"Oh." Zheng Yi understood the reason, pondered for a moment, and then laughed "chichi": "How can we be like a big head-turn someone else's case and have to pay for a meal?"
"It's what Pharaoh means: the business is not a deal. The client was introduced by a friend of Pharaoh."
Zheng Yi smiled and shook his head: "What kind of broken friendship, if you push a deal, you can push it away - it's just a fake relationship."
"Isn't it all like this..." Chen Gong observed the rearview mirror and turned to the airport expressway.
As soon as he passed the bend, Chen Gong noticed a warm force on his thigh.
"Just at the company... I'm impulsive again, sorry!" Zheng Yi clapped Chen Gong's hand, "Next time I do this again, you'll beat me up, don't be reluctant!"
This action scared Chen Gong almost jumped out of the driver's seat: "Don't move your hands or feet, be careful I kick you out!"
Zheng Yi immediately withdrew his hand and raised his head in surrender: "Don't make me wrong, I'm wrong! You drive safely..."
Zheng Yi had no other idea when he did this action, he just wanted to express his apology.
Being so resisted by Chen Gong, Zheng Yi smiled bitterly: "Hey... don't talk about you, I'm also annoying my own temper..."
Chen Gong didn't answer.
Maybe it's because of the anger? Zheng Yi observed that his cheeks were a little red.
"You know what I was just angry about? I want to come out with you too, but you don't call me, you call a little intern—what did you say you brought her out for? What can she help you with?"
"What can you help me with?" Chen Gong threw back the same question and tortured Zheng Yi.
But this question did not stumped Zheng Yi, but inspired Zheng Yi's infinite imagination. He laughed slyly: "Good question—what do you need? Why can't I, Mr. Zheng, do it for you? Hey, don't you really want to consider me? You treat me as Mrs. Zhai, and I'll cover you in the future!"
"Forget it, I can cover myself!" Chen Gong sneered: "You? Set fire in the east and kill people in the west. Within three months, I will become a fugitive together."
This made Zheng Yi overwhelmed with joy: "Then we will go to the end of the world! Give me more energy!"
"..." Chen Gong was a little speechless by his scoundrel.
Seeing that the "Desperate World" option was not approved by Chen Gong, Zheng Yi listed option B again: "Okay, if you don't want to die with me, then we will live in peace—if we have a good wife at home, of course I have to take care of it. Wash your hands and make soup—hey, I cook deliciously, do you want to come and play at my house?"
"No." Chen Gong refused without thinking.
Zheng Yi pouted: "It's really boring!"
"That's right. If you find out that I'm bored sooner, you'll change your target sooner. You can be quiet for a while with that intern, and you'll be useless except for making noise."
When Chen Gong compared him with the crazy girl, Zheng Yi was unhappy: "Take her quiet? You didn't hear her cry just now - I thought the Vision Department was killed!"
Too. Chen Gong suffocated when he recalled the scene just now.
"Speaking of which, why do you have to bring someone?"
"Old rule: Liquor bureau. If I'm going to get drunk, at least someone has to be sober and call me a chauffeur."
Never thought of this level. After listening to Chen Gong's explanation, Zheng Yi felt sad again without permission, and muttered after a moment of silence: "You still expect her to call you a driver? They don't even know where to put lipstick!"
Seeing Zheng Yi insisting that "it's better to take me than her" along the way, Chen Gong wanted to laugh a little.
However, Zheng Yi had long lost the mood to make fun of him, thinking about the scene of Chen Gong being drunk, his forehead became hot, and he was not angry. After thinking for a while, he straightened the passenger seat and sat up: "If you are going to drink this meal today, I'll block it for you, and you can drive well—what's going on in this case?"
Zheng Yi, who was still running the train just now, suddenly became serious, and Chen Gong was at a loss. "This case... They want to use 200,000 yuan to promote the hotel, hold an event or something, shoot some materials, and spread some manuscripts... "
"The budget is 200,000? It's really stingy."
"Yeah, so I pushed it."
"Are there any other cases in that department?"
"There is also a case of a modeling agency: 600,000 to make photos of 20 newcomers' works - except for this, it's gone."
"Then there really isn't much money to be made this year."
"You still lack money?"
Of course, Zheng Yi is not short on making money: "I'm not worried about you - just say you don't fight, my brother will support you! I just suddenly thought: If you pass my house, then you will have your husband's surname, you have to call 'Zheng Chen Gong'!"
After saying that, Zheng Yi smiled uncharacteristically.
Shit, it's funny.
Chen Gong turned his face away and endured it for a long time, then turned around and threatened Zheng Yi: "If you talk to me again, you won't show any respect, and I will kill you with one fist."
Zheng Yi finally got tired of laughing, and disliked Chen Gong: "I really have no sense of humor! - I don't think you should take the 600,000 case: 20 people will cost 80% of the cost, and the rest will cost 80%. 100,000 is just enough to pay the salary, but there is no profit at all, what can you earn?"
In addition to the basic salary, the middle-level personnel of HALO's business department also have business bonuses - after deducting project costs and company costs, the main person in charge of the remaining profits can take 30%.
Zheng Yi's analysis was right, and Chen Gong had thought about it himself: Sean's case actually didn't make any money... "...Actually, there is a budget of 800,000, and people take 80% of the rebate."
"It's really worth 800,000 yuan... Hey, it's really pitiful to be a social animal."
"Then why are you still here?"
Zheng Yi is righteous: "If I don't leave, then no one will support you? Aren't you lonely?"
Chen Gong thought it was ridiculous: "I ended up clean!"
"Really heartless!"
"It didn't matter at all."
"It's fine if you don't have any affection for me, why even erase my affection for you?"
"Don't hate me!"
In fact, there is no such thing as "disgusting".
To put it bluntly, I just don't trust it.
Zheng Yi is eloquent. Funny, sharp, and occasionally affectionate... All kinds of emotional words came out of his mouth, and Chen Gong instinctively folded them in half to listen.
It was just those words and that line of voice, even if they were folded in half, after they entered Chen Gong's ear canal, they still frequently startled the overwhelming waves in Chen Gong's mind.
- Can't believe, can't believe, don't believe.
But Zheng Yi was noisy and kept repeating those words over and over again, so the huge waves in Chen Gong's mind were superimposed layer by layer, and eventually swept into a tsunami, trying to capture the shore that had long been blocked by Chen Gong.
No matter how sturdy the city on the shore is, it can withstand the unbridled wind and sand, but not the lingering dripping water.
Chen Gong noticed his emotions towards Zheng Yi.
When I noticed it, I was shocked into a cold sweat, but I didn't deny it or ignore it, I just felt helpless and helpless—Zheng Yi was like a magnet, but he was like a nail; he was tempted by others, so he couldn't resist. fell into the abyss of fire.
Last night, Chen Gong had an extremely absurd dream. In the dream, Zheng Yiyi was naked and bound by shackles, looking at himself outside the cage. Yes, he was looking at himself - in Zheng Yi's eyes, Chen Gong could see his figure in a state of desperation.
In the whole dream, Zheng Yi didn't speak, he just moved his eyes and looked at himself who had imprisoned him with a worried look.
"Yes." Chen Gong nodded in the dream: "Looking at me is enough, don't talk."
"Everything you say is false... When I turn my head away, you will tell other people those words."
"So, don't talk."
After waking up, Chen Gong was top-heavy and his forehead was hot. He stood under the shower in the bathroom and washed cold water for a quarter of an hour, before the thick and thick discomfort in his body was completely dissipated.
Not to mention that the dream is absurd, Chen Gong felt that he was also absurd.
Chen Gong's emotional experience is not rich, but he is a keen and thorough person - he has also loved someone eagerly. But after the blood was poured into the ditch and the fire of the heart was extinguished by the cold wind, it was already clear that there was no greater sorrow than the unwillingness of the heart to die.
But the absurd thing is: the heart that has been dead for five or six years has recently been stirred up by Zheng Yi and has the tendency to come back to life.
Chen Gong felt that it was not a good sign.
When he came out of the parking lot of the shopping mall, Zheng Yi remembered something: "I remember that there is a toy store here, will you go shopping with me later?"
He was ruthlessly rejected by Chen Gong: "Walking to the toy store? No time to spare!"
"Only that toy store has the official plush toy selling "Hat Sheep and Bow Tie Sheep"—I bought a few as gifts for my little master!" Zheng Yi stepped forward and hit Chen Gong with his elbow: " Don't spend time, solve it in ten minutes, okay?"
"I'll see your performance in a while." Chen Gong dodged Zheng Yi's body collision.
Zheng Yi listened happily - "I will see your performance in a while" means that there is room for negotiation, and rounding up is Chen Gong's agreement. Stretching his waist and shoulders, he followed Chen Gong's butt into the elevator: "Have you seen it? "Hat Sheep and Bow Tie Sheep" is about two hypocritical sheep who run a cafe and sell croissants. - Are you kidding me?"
"tease."
"Hey... If only you were my little angel, I could take the opportunity to corrupt you—eh? Speaking of which little angel are you?"
Shamelessly telling fairy tales and the "Little Angel Game", Chen Gong noticed that in the same elevator, the eyes of passersby were already focused on these two "mentally abnormal men", Chen Gong was a little impatient and glared. Zheng Yi glanced: "It's not you anyway!"
"I know." Zheng Yi was not surprised: "Guess whose little angel I am?"
"do not know."
Zheng Yi smiled and bluffed him: "Yours."
Chen Gong was intimidated by his cleverness.
Of course, Zheng Yi is not Chen Gong's little angel - HALO also has 40 or 50 people up and down, how can it be so easy to draw such a bloody lot? Zheng Yi sold off: "Although it's not you, you can never guess who it is."
"So who is it?" Chen Gong was intrigued by Zheng Yi while looking for the restaurant.
Zheng Yi shook his head sternly: "I can't say - if you say it, you will be deducted from the bonus!"
"Master Zheng still cares about the bonus?"
"What? Are you curious too? You want to tell me something? Want me to be your 'boyfriend for a day?'"
"..." Chen Gong felt that Zheng Yi was really bored.
I found the steakhouse and reported the reserved table to the waiter. After being seated, Chen Gong just received a message from the customer: Sorry for the traffic jam, maybe ten minutes late, please order first.
Chen Gong replied "No hurry" and a [smiley face].
Putting down the phone, Chen Gong saw Zheng Yiwo across the table, seemingly handling affairs with the phone.
"You came over here with me!"
Zheng Yi widened his eyes, pursed his lips and restrained his wretched smile: "Sit next to you? Why?"
"Otherwise, where do you ask the customer to sit?" Chen Gong gave a cold answer.
"Oh." Zheng Yi pouted in disappointment, and obediently moved his butt over Chen Gong's side: "You dare to yell at me all day long... I'm on top of you!"
Chen Gong sneered: "The location above doesn't mean anything."
"I'm always looked down upon by my deputy, and my director is really a useless person!" Zheng Yi also took it up: "Hey Chen Gong, let me ask you: What do I have to do to prove that I'm different from those greasy young masters? , can you put me in your eyes?"
"Whenever you can do your work beautifully, I won't let you wipe your butt, I will obey you!"
Zheng Yi said seriously: "You said it!"
Chen Gong said seriously: "I said it!"
Zheng Yi was only serious for three seconds: "Then you will let me wipe your ass? Hehehe..."
Chen Gong sneered again: "Not that time."
There was a quarrel, and the waiter led two people from the client company to come.
After politely greeting, Zheng Yi handed over the recipe: "Thank you for making a special trip - ah, after all, we have to cooperate next, and we should talk about many details in person so that we can provide you with services! "
Zheng Yi's remarks made Chen Gong confused: Why do we have to cooperate? Wasn't it meant to be pushed away
The customer took the menu and nodded again and again: "You're welcome. We have too little budget here, and I'm afraid that HALO will not accept our case!"
"Where would it be?" Zheng Yi smiled politely and generously: "We don't plan to take your company's case, why do we bother you to make such a trip?"
After ordering the menu, Zheng Yi turned his head and gave the confused Chen Gong a look.
Chen Gong didn't understand that look.
But look at ease.
The author has something to say: Zheng Yi: "In order to win love, this young master has to show his skills!"