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"Excuse me, Miss Zhuo Zhaoyun, are you teasing me?" Zhang Feng asked with a smile.
Zhuo Zhaoyun bit her lip lightly, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she nodded slightly.
Zhang Feng was furious. Such blatant teasing was intolerable. He stood up, picked up Zhuo Zhaoyun and walked quickly towards the bedroom.
After a big battle, both sides paid gold and retreated their troops.
"Let's go to the company. We have to solve all the things that need to be solved today." Zhang Feng said calmly.
Zhuo Zhaoyun's pretty face was flushed, and she looked even more charming. Naturally, she had no objections.
He took Zhang Feng's arm and walked out of the hotel, got in the car and drove quickly towards the jewelry company.
It was already ten o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the entrance of the jewelry company. Ambrose came to the company early with a few bodyguards and waited anxiously. He couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. Mr. Feng wouldn't play with himself again yesterday, right? Why haven't you come to the company so late
Zhuo Zhaoyun had already notified the human resources department in the car, asking them to notify all employees that their original three days of paid leave would be cancelled, and they would be compensated double their wages.
When he arrived at the door of the company, Zhang Feng looked through the car window at the guard standing at the door, with a sneer on his lips. Today he was going to start dealing with the cheating guys.
When Sasha at the front desk saw Zhuo Zhaoyun and Zhang Feng walking into the company door, she immediately greeted them and said, "Mr. Zhuo, a gentleman named Ambrose is waiting for you in the conference room." After saying that, she leaned closer and whispered: " Mr. Zhuo, that Mr. Ambrose looks very scary, and he doesn’t look like a good person.”
Hearing her words, Zhang Feng shook his head with a wry smile. If he doesn't look like a good person, he is not a good person. If the godfather of the Paris underworld was a good person, I'm afraid there would be no bad people in the world.
At the same time, I was sure that the front desk girl named Sasha was doing her job well. Then he turned to Zhuo Zhaoyun and said, "Zhaoyun, this girl should be reused."
Zhuo Zhaoyun nodded. During this period of time, he had been busy with the company's internal and external problems. He had not yet had time to cultivate truly reliable confidants. Always reusing the company's original team members was not a long-term solution. After all, once the emperor, only the courtiers.
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Before get off work, Sasha, please report to my office and I will see if there are any positions suitable for you. "After saying that, Zhuo Zhaoyun walked quickly towards the conference room.
Sasha had a look of surprise on her face. She didn't graduate from a prestigious university, otherwise she wouldn't be just a receptionist. She didn't expect to have such an opportunity.
As the two of them were about to reach the door of the conference room, Zhang Feng said behind Zhuo Zhaoyun: "This Ambrose is a powerful character. I have promised to give him 10% of the company's shares, and I will entrust the company's security to him in the future." He is also responsible for maintaining the company’s sales channels.”
Zhuo Zhaoyun's heart is now attached to Zhang Feng, so she naturally has no objections. Moreover, she knows that Zhang Feng will never suffer a loss. It must be worth paying 10% of the shares.
When the two people walked into the conference room and saw Ambrose, Zhang Feng was the first to speak: "Sorry, Mr. Ambrose kept you waiting for so long. Something was delayed this morning." Naturally, it couldn't be said that it was because of what happened in the morning. A war between men and women has come too late.
Naturally, Ambrose would not be entangled in such a matter. He waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. This is the share transfer contract that I had someone prepare overnight."
Zhang Feng nodded. Europeans do things neatly and neatly, so he didn't have to waste time. He handed the contract to Zhuo Zhaoyun and said, "Zhaoyun, just sign it."
Zhuo Zhaoyun took out the signature pen from her bag and was about to sign.
"Wait a minute." Ambrose interrupted: "Mr. Feng, don't you need to see the contents of the contract?"
Zhang Feng sneered and said: "Could it be that the dignified underground godfather of Paris would still tamper with this small contract? Wouldn't that be too petty?"
Ambrose nodded secretly in his heart, and his evaluation of Zhang Feng was a little higher. It is because of this kind of pride that ordinary people cannot possess it. It seems that after returning home, he will throw his good-for-nothing adopted son into the Seine River to feed the fish, otherwise it will easily make people suspicious.
Lying in the hospital, Alden didn't know that he had been sentenced to death by Ambrose's thought.
One party to the contract has already been signed by Ambrose, and now that Zhuo Zhaoyun has signed, the contract will come into effect. In duplicate, each party holds one copy.
Ambrose handed over the contract
To his subordinates, he stood up and said: "Now that the matter is done, I won't disturb Mr. Feng. But please don't worry, the company's safety issues are on my shoulders. I am also responsible for the sales channels. I dare not say anything else." No jewelry powder salesman dares to deliberately lower the price.”
"I don't worry about that. But Mr. Ambrose doesn't have to leave in such a hurry. There's still a good show for you that will be very interesting." Zhang Feng said with a sneer.
"Oh? A particularly interesting show? Then I want to experience it." Ambrose sat down again.
Zhang Feng whispered a few words into Zhuo Zhaoyun's ear, and the latter nodded and walked out of the conference room.
Within a few minutes, Zhuo Zhaoyun walked in again and said in Zhang Feng's ear: "Zhang Feng, all the employees of the company have gathered in the workshop."
Nodding, Zhang Feng said: "The stage has been set up. Let's go, Mr. Ambrose, let's go to the theater."
After saying that, he stood up and walked outside with Zhuo Zhaoyun.
Ambrose frowned slightly, what a show? Just looking at it, he stood up and greeted the bodyguard standing behind him to follow Zhang Feng outside.
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In the production workshop, the employees of the jewelry company gathered together and whispered, wondering what the president wanted to do when he called them all together.
The guards in uniforms gathered together and chatted unscrupulously. Their words were full of dirty jokes, and the protagonist was their president Zhuo Zhaoyun.
Zhang Feng walked into the production workshop and heard them teasing Zhuo Zhaoyun. He couldn't help but feel a slight murderous intention in his eyes and sneered at the corner of his mouth. Now you can still laugh, but later I will make you cry and you won’t be able to find the right tone.
Ambrose and the bodyguard also walked in, wondering in their hearts, isn't this a production workshop? What good show can there be
The employees also closed their mouths and looked at Zhang Feng and Zhuo Zhaoyun curiously.
Zhang Feng said with a smile: "I have called everyone together today because there are some things that need to be discussed carefully."
"Who do you think you are? You still need to talk to us." A disdainful voice came from the crowd. The speaker must have thought that he could not be found among the crowd.