Haike Company is a small company, the office area is not large, and you can see its head at a glance.
Fatty Luo couldn't help but snorted as he watched Jing Gao walk into Mr. Wei's office.
Now, it is recognized within Haike Company that Jing Gao may have some background, both official and financial. Otherwise, there is no need for the development manager of Henghu Pharmaceutical to give him such face.
There are not many people with such a background working low-key in the capital. Doesn’t the wife of the world’s richest man, Warren Buffett, also have an ordinary job?
However, he thought that Mr. Wei should still have some way to "deal with" Jing Gao. He was a multi-millionaire after all.
Comrade, "killing someone with a borrowed knife" is not that fun.
Didi.
Fatty Luo was thinking about it when his WeChat message rang. He immediately leaned on his chair and flipped through the pages.
It's a small group of their project managers.
"@罗fatzi, Lao Luo, what's going on? Why did Jing Gao suddenly propose to resign?"
"Lao Luo, what good thing have you done? Come out and tell me. (smirk expression)."
Jing Gao has just submitted the resignation application form. It can be seen in Haike's office system. Relevant screenshots have been sent to the group.
This is actually no less than a depth charge explosion.
During this time, everyone knew Jing Gao's "story" and could see that the company intended to reuse him. But he was about to resign?
Fatty Luo replied one by one, "Shit."
"I have been busy helping him secure the 50,000 yuan bonus, and this is how this thief repays me."
"Mr. Wei is talking to him and there is something he likes. Just wait and see."
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In Wei Zhengyuan's office, the sun shines in from the window, and you can hear the chirping of birds in the woods of the science and technology park.
Wei Zhengyuan was wearing a white striped short-sleeved business T-shirt and trousers. His tall and thin figure was slightly shorter than Jing Gao. He walked out from behind the desk with a smile on his face and shook hands with Jing Gao. "Hello, Jing Gao. Sit down."
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Speaking of which, this is the first time Jing Gao has had a private conversation with the general manager of the company. However, Jing Gao, who has gone through the Shenhao adaptation period, naturally cannot feel any discomfort in front of the CEO of a multi-million company.
In terms of social status, Mr. Wei may not be as good as Gong Cheng, the branch president of the Universe Bank.
"Mr. Wei, hello."
Wei Zhengyuan looked at Jing Gao, who was sitting calmly and relaxedly on the leather sofa. His demeanor was really unlike that of an ordinary employee. He secretly scolded Fatty Wei for being a fool. Would he offend such a person? He could not be referring to whose son he was.
Wei Zhengyuan said kindly: "Jing Gao, let me declare first that your salary and compensation will be settled normally. Then, is it inconvenient for me to ask you the reason for your resignation? I still hope that you will continue to work at Haike."
Jing Gao took a sip of tea and said, "I quit my job and started a business."
He actually has no expectations for April's salary settlement.
From Haike's perspective, his behavior contained a certain amount of "deception." Haike worked hard to help him handle the "real-name report," but as a result, he resigned on the first day he came back. He had no interest in working for Haike anymore.
It's normal for people to get stuck.
As for severance compensation, it depends on the company. Some companies require layoffs. Some companies also provide severance compensation voluntarily.
Haike belongs to the former.
Mr. Wei is very energetic in his work. He actually has no intention of breaking up with his former employer over half a month's salary.
As for the accusation against Fatty Luo in front of Mr. Wei, he is not that shameless. He and Fatty Luo don't have any grudges either.
When Wei Zhengyuan heard this, he knew that his "fate" with Jing Gao was over. He followed the topic and asked, "What are you planning to do? If necessary, I will be happy to help."
Jing Gao politely declined: "Thank you, Mr. Wei, for your kindness. I am engaged in venture capital, and the company has been established. The project is in the review stage."
Wei Zhengyuan was moved when he heard this. He pondered for a few seconds and said: "Mr. Jing, I have a friend who is in the tourism industry. He is short of funds recently and is looking for investors everywhere. Do you have time this Friday? We are at the Jinghe Club.
Let’s meet and have a chat. It doesn’t matter whether it works or not, just treat it as getting to know each other and sit and drink tea together.”
Jing Gao subconsciously wanted to refuse. He was not interested in business entertainment. However, when he heard that the tourism industry was showing some interest, he asked, "What are the specifics?"
Didn't he just think about those places being fun recently?
Wei Zhengyuan immediately felt that something was right. He walked back to his desk and took out a box of Chinese cigarettes. He handed one to Jing Gao. He lit it, took a puff, and said with a smile: "My friend is working in a tourist town. It's similar to Dongyun."
The kind of Gubei Water Town in the district.
He built a tourist town on the outskirts of Beijing, on the Xianghe River, with an annual output value of nearly 100 million. His capital chain has recently been broken. He is so worried that his hair has turned gray."
Passing cigarettes is a common way for men to get closer to each other.
Jing Gao didn't take Fatty Luo's cigarette, so he didn't reject Wei Zhengyuan. After lighting up the cigarette, he took a puff and realized the meaning of Mr. Wei's words: the amount of funds needed was about tens of millions. After thinking about it, he said:
"Okay, let's meet and talk."
He definitely doesn't understand the business model of tourist towns.
But as a powerful person, who doesn’t have the dream of finding a place with beautiful scenery, a whole farm, and living leisurely for a few days?
You can get in touch with this industry.
Wei Zhengyuan laughed and said, "Mr. Jing is really happy. Oh, this is my business card." He handed the business card to Jing Gao with both hands, his attitude becoming more and more attentive.
Jing Gao answered with a smile, "I haven't printed the business card yet. Let me dial Mr. Wei's number."
At this time, Jing Gao discovered that he not only needed to apply for another corporate mobile phone card, but also printed a personal business card.
After leaving his personal contact information, Wei Zhengyuan was in a good mood and walked Jing Gao to the door of the office, shook hands with him and said, "Mr. Jing, I will see you off after the formalities are completed later."
Two staff members who were passing by happened to hear this and were shocked. Mr. Jing? What the hell?
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After sending Jing Gao away, Wei Zhengyuan sat back at his desk with a smile on his face. He first took a landline and called the finance department to explain his opinions. Then, after thinking about it for a while, he called a friend.
"Hey, Lao Wei, what's the matter with calling me so early in the morning?"
"Lao Wang, I have good news here. I have a friend who is a venture capital investor. He is a little interested in your situation. Let's get together in Jinghe this Friday afternoon?"
"Okay. Oh, Lao Wei, you have helped me a lot. Don't worry, when the investment is finalized, your share of the benefits will be indispensable."
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Jing Gao returned to his seat and packed away his personal belongings. Looking at the process, it was approved within ten minutes.
He goes to the finance department to sign and collect the money, and then he can leave.
Fatty Luo, who was sitting in his seat, was a little dumbfounded. Just now, Finance called him to urge him to quickly approve Jing Gao's resignation application. He asked and learned that Mr. Wei personally called to confirm Jing Gao's salary and resignation compensation.
I go!
Mr. Wei, I am still counting on you to vent your anger on your brothers.
Fatty Luo looked at Jing Gao who opened the door to the finance room. His WeChat group had exploded like crazy. He was being dissed.
"Lao Luo, you can't do it! Did you hear what Mr. Wei called Mr. Jinggao? Mr. Jing!"
"@罗fatzi, that's it, that's it. Lao Luo wants us to wait and see. This..."
"Large rollover scene."
"Lao Luo's face is almost swollen."
Damn it, you girls! Fatty Luo really wants to yell at these schadenfreudes. How does he know what's going on?
At this moment, he saw Mr. Wei's office door open, and the company's first brother walked towards Jing Gao with a smile, "Mr. Jing, let me see you off."
Fatty Luo almost stopped breathing. He expected to be ridiculed by his colleagues for many days.
I wish all book friends a happy 520th holiday. Lovers will eventually get married.
