Today, I didn't get drunk by a customer, so I escaped the catastrophe.
The meal was over in just an hour. This is a common problem in steak restaurants: each person is served a piece of half-cooked beef and a few delicate side dishes, and the lighting is arranged like "Interview with the Vampire", forcing people to restrain their usual eating patterns.
Fortunately, thanks to this kind of atmosphere, this dinner was able to end early—Chen Gong was unable to deal with things like socializing.
It was said that it was a meeting with the purpose of "rejecting customers", but Zheng Yi temporarily changed his mind and took over the case.
During this hour, Chen Gong hardly said a word. He listened to Zheng Yi, who was beside him, repeatedly inquiring about various details with the opposite customer. Chen Gong only regarded the beef on his plate as Zheng Yi, and ruthlessly took every knife and fork.
The emotions are very complicated: on the one hand, it is not clear what Zheng Yi has come up with, and he swallows this unprofitable case before he can discuss it with himself; on the other hand, Chen Gong has nothing to worry about— Although Zheng Yi has the recklessness to pierce the sky, he also has the ability to mend the sky.
Just curious.
At the door of the restaurant, he said goodbye to the customer, and after walking a distance, Chen Gong asked him, "What the hell are you doing?"
Zheng Yi didn't explain it directly, and expressed his emotions in a roundabout way: "It's the fault of our brothers who are not on the same page."
Chen Gong was confused by this sentence: "What?"
"I know some of the cases in your hands, and you also know some of the cases in my hands, but we didn't get along before, so Jingwei clearly never communicated, and no one was willing to blend in with each other." Zheng Yi said, "Dr. At that time, he smiled obscenely again - Chen Gong always felt that if Zheng Yi was allowed to say a few more words, the great idiom culture would be completely sullied by him.
"Let's put the cards in our hands together now, and everything can be solved."
After Zheng Yi said this, the phone in Chen Gong's inner pocket vibrated.
He reached into his pocket and took out his mobile phone, the caller ID was [Pharaoh].
Zheng Yi said with an "expected" smile: "Have you brought headphones? Let's listen to the phone together."
"No way."
Zheng Yi took out his tangled headphone cable from his pocket, plugged it into Chen Gong's phone, and smoothed another one out of Chen Gong.
After taking it, Chen Gong pressed the answer button.
"Xiao Chen, what's the situation? Why did you take their case again?"
"I stabbed Louzi—Pharaoh, I'm Zheng Yi."
On the other end of the phone, Wang Yao didn't know the reason for Zheng Yi: "Xiao Zheng? What the hell are you doing?"
Zheng Yi laughed: "Chen Gong said that if I can do something that he admires, he will let me climb into his bed!"
Chen Gong was serious: "I didn't say it."
The headphone cable was tangled so badly that the two had to stand in a place with few people and bring their heads closer.
Zheng Yi said it's okay, no joke - "The Vision Department doesn't have any new cases at the end of the year, so I'm just looking for three companies... In the fall, their company will spend 300,000 yuan to make an interactive show, and Chen Gong's friend will pay 600,000 yuan. Taking photos of 20 models, your friends, they want to do a photography promotion for 200,000 yuan in this hotel - we don't make much money..."
"If you don't make money, we won't make any money. Pick one of these three who don't lose money, and you can do it leisurely..." Lao Wang said in a distressed tone, "This year is not good, and companies are reducing their budgets, so it doesn't matter— But my eldest son Zheng, which one do you choose not to choose this hotel? 200,000... I can't even pay my salary!"
"Don't worry, old man, listen to me - this hotel is doing publicity, the venue and scenery are ready-made, and there is no event gimmick and media; the same is true for the model agency, which lacks a brand gimmick and lacks the media; in autumn, their company The brand gimmick is ready-made, and it lacks models and media - HALO has media channels and an executive team, so let's make these three together!"
"What do you mean?" Chen Gong and Wang Yao said in unison.
"So, think about it from a different angle - this is not to say: an interactive show: the hotel side will make a set, they will produce branded clothing in the fall, and the model company will produce a batch of models. In terms of the cost of these three items, we will all No need to spend money - 200,000 will be sent to the media, and 100,000 will be reserved for execution expenses, then 800,000 will go to our HALO account in vain!"
"Fuck, it's awesome!" Chen Gong and Wang Yao said in unison.
Instead of going straight down to the parking lot, I took the escalator.
Chen Gong originally thought that Zheng Yi meant to take a walk after eating, but when he got down to the fourth floor, he was dragged into a toy store by Zheng Yi.
Zheng Yi really only took ten minutes from picking to paying.
10, one 120.
Chen Gonghuan stood by the counter with his arms crossed, watching the waiter divide the innocent sheep dolls into two bags and pack them. All these actions that really happened in front of Chen Gong's eyes, Chen Gong felt that it was crazy.
Chen Gong really couldn't understand the meaning of stuffed toys appearing in this world. Chen Gong sometimes wondered if there was no link in the entire closed loop of the market from "producing them" to "selling them" to "someone paying for them", and no one couldn't help laughing
I thought so, but Chen Gong didn't say anything, just waited silently for Zheng Yi to check out happily.
When he was stunned, Chen Gong remembered that he had done such a silly thing with Sean - at that time, although he was very shy, he still spent a lot of money to buy a bunch of game coins, and stood beside him watching Sean in high spirits. Played the claw machine for more than an hour.
Sean's skills are not good, and only three dolls were exchanged for a piece of great unity; but in the process of catching the dolls, he was always happy like a child.
That big unity is the excess spending outside of Chen Gong's [playing budget]. In the week after that, Chen Gong reduced his meal budget, but every time he pulled the scallion oil noodles from Shaxian Snacks in his mouth, Chen Gong also felt that it was delicious - after all, recalling the excited lamb, just Can that smiling face be fragrant
Zheng Yi, who had been settled, called his attention back, and Chen Gong frowned: "Be quick, I have to rush back to the company to write a plan."
Zheng Yi nodded again and again. One-time consumption is enough for a thousand yuan, and the store presented a pair of lamb keychains. Zheng Yi shook one of them and asked Chen Gong, "Do you want it?"
Chen Gong didn't want it, "I won't hang up."
"Leave it at home if you don't hang it." Zheng Yi stretched out his hand holding the lamb charm, opened the shirt pocket on Chen Gong's chest with his little finger, threw the lamb in, and patted it lightly.
Chen Gong frowned again: "Tsk!"
Zheng Yi also imitated Chen Gong's expression and said "tsk": "You blow your beard and stare at me all day long, and you don't give me any face! We have to make it clear in advance: you can do whatever you want at home in the future, and you can't do anything outside. Give me some face!"
Chen Gong snorted coldly, grabbed a few chests and scratched the uncomfortable feeling that Zheng Yi left on his body: "There's nothing wrong with you being cheap, don't blame me for not saving face for you if you are cheap yourself!"
Zheng Yi laughed "puchi": "You promised me?"
Chen Gong reacted for a long time before he understood the logic: he refused to agree to "save Zheng Yi's face outside", which means "you have to be arrogant when you are outside"... That is to promise "you can do whatever you want at home"...
When he came back to his senses and decided to beat Zheng Yi, the guy had already fled away laughing.
Two bags of toys were squeezed under his feet, and Zheng's passenger seat was moved to the back completely, but he still couldn't put down his long legs.
Chen Gong saw that he was uncomfortable and felt that he deserved it: "Why are you buying these?"
"To my little angel."
"so much?"
"Oh, I'm going to distribute it to the entire Vision Department—hehe! Don't you all wonder who my little angel is? Let me blur my attention!" Zheng Yi grinned happily as he talked about his careful plan : "There are currently 10 people in the visual department. Today I invited 10 people to eat mousse cake, tomorrow I will give 9 dolls, and the day after tomorrow I will invite 8 people to drink coffee... and so on, only 5 people can receive my gift on the last day !"
Chen Gong felt stupid: "You're still addicted to playing."
Zheng Yi disdain: "You are too rigid! As long as you can be a little romantic, you will become the popular king of HALO!"
"I don't care!" Chen Gong looked at the rear mirror and said, "Have you come out and asked Qiumang for leave?"
"No." Zheng Yi raised his chin and scratched his neck, looking sideways at Chen Gong with a smile: "I thought there was a 99% chance that you would be driven back upstairs—I didn't expect it would be so easy to climb into your car. thing!"
"… "
"Next challenge to climb into your bed!"
"… "
Speaking from experience, the best way to deal with Zheng Yi running the train with his mouth is to not continue.
Chen Gong didn't speak in this room, and Zheng Yi also became bored. He adjusted to the most comfortable position and closed his eyes, intending to narrow his eyes for a while.
Chen Gong drove the car silently, and suddenly remembered: he is Zheng Yi's little angel.
Zheng Yi played this game seriously, but he didn't move... Although it's boring, don't follow the rules like that. How can you be "good" to him
After returning to the company in the afternoon, Chen Gong wrote a draft according to Zheng Yi's plan and sent it to Zheng Yi.
Zheng Yi and the three customers met on each side, and after confirming that the general direction was okay, Zheng 1 o'clock and a few people pulled Chen Gong up and went to the conference room for a meeting. After settling into their respective jobs, it was almost time to get off work, and let everyone go. Chen Gong was here to sort out the notes made in the meeting, and Zheng Yi was there to answer his friend's phone: "Sing K? Okay - hey, what are you talking about? , why can't I do the right thing? You should beat me to tell you!"
Chen Gong glanced at Zheng Yi, the guy was hanging around the conference table talking on the phone happily. Without the hand holding the phone, he rubbed the first button in front of the collar, and after unbuttoning it, he lifted his chin and pulled the tie a little bit.
That tone was the one Zheng Yi had never used to himself: from time to time, there were a few swear words, hearty and unscrupulous - but when facing himself, even though Zheng Yi was glib, he was always a little cautious. Tentative means.
Chen Gong felt lost inexplicably, but felt that this was the safest sense of distance.
It was still dark, and the floor-to-ceiling windows brought enough light into the conference room, so there was no need to turn on the lights.
At this moment, a message popped up on the phone, and Chen Gong glanced at it—[Yao Jiaren]: Senior Chen, will you please go to eat later
Chen Gong thought for a while: It's fine after get off work... But when he thought of going to a private one-on-one meal appointment with the "spider spirit" that Zheng called, Chen Gong always felt a little guilty.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Zheng Yi, who was still gazing at the people on the phone opposite.
The phone in his hand vibrated again—[Yao Jiaren]: Let me think about it, which restaurant is less likely to be rejected by seniors... The newly opened Japanese restaurant in Taikoo Li, or the small Sichuan grilled fish at the Ximen of the National Institute of Design? [smiley]
Chen Gong looked at the second message sent by Yao Jiaren, and smiled for a while, thinking that this person's words were really clever.
Zheng Yi hung up the phone, and the conference room with only two people immediately fell silent.
Chen Gong raised his head to look at him, he also saw Chen Gong coming here, and didn't speak, just stood with the folders in his hand.
After looking at each other for a long time, again afraid of embarrassment, a smile appeared on Zheng Yi's face.
The smile was not very natural, and Chen Gong looked even more embarrassed, so he tried to end the atmosphere by saying "see you tomorrow".
"Don't, I have something to tell you..." Zheng put the neatly piled folders on the table again, and the glossy paper slipped out, making it a mess again. He didn't turn his head to look out the window, so the light from the window fell into his eyes: "Chen Gong..."
After Zheng Yi called out the name, he didn't say anything.
So Chen Gong waited for a long time.
It took a long time, but in fact it was only a moment, Zheng Yi turned his head and shrugged his shoulders with a relaxed smile: "See you tomorrow!"
After he finished speaking, he walked out of the conference room.
Chen Gong knew that what Zheng Yi wanted to say wasn't this headless nonsense.
But what Zheng Yi wanted to say, Chen Gong had no idea.