Back in Shi Wenjun's office, Wang Ai sat behind his desk and was silent. Shi Wenjun poured a glass of water for Wang Ai and brought over some candied fruits for entertaining guests. Well, mainly because Shi Wenjun liked to eat them.
After a while, Wang Ai finished his thinking, looked out the window at the large base and smiled, and then Shi Wenjun said: "Actually, our team of idiots is a trustworthy team. Whether hiring employees or promoting cadres, they are all based on honesty and honesty.
Those who are honest and conscientious are the main ones. Moreover, our system has never placed too much emphasis on output. Of course, we should still encourage those who effectively increase output, but the penalties for trampling on food safety are also much more serious. Also, our internal quarantine and inspection department is ours.
Those who are personally responsible have the right to inspect any products, access any information, and also have a veto power in the appointment of cadres."
Speaking of this, Shi Wenjun opened the cabinet in the corner, took out a book and handed it to Wang Ai: "This is the details of our evaluation at the end of last year. Take a look at our ten outstanding employees and ten outstanding cadres."
, no one was selected because of improving production efficiency. The only relevant one is reducing waste, and the others are all about improving food quality and safety management levels."
Wang Ai watched carefully and listened to Shi Wenjun's narration. He raised his head after a while, pondering and wanted to say something else, but he couldn't think of anything more. He knew that Shi Wenjun didn't lie, and the fool almost did it.
It was the best, he had done it to the extreme, but he was still worried.
I stood up and looked around, and I saw a few gold characters on the wall behind me: "Take food as your first priority and respect yourself and others; do not seek inducements and stick to your conscience."
This was Secretary Jin's inscription to Stupid Food. Unexpectedly, Shi Wenjun took him to Sichuan. Wang Ai looked at these powerful characters and murmured: "Public welfare is the basis, not for profit, so naturally you won't do anything."
Tsk. Coupled with our safety orientation, well, I should really feel reassured. We are oriented towards public welfare and have established a style similar to that of an old state-owned enterprise, so I should really feel reassured... By the way, are you okay, old man?"
"It's good. Now I'm busy leading a group of old ladies to dance square dances and sing model operas all day long." Speaking of Secretary Jin, Shi Wenjun smiled: "Speaking of which, some people are so hungry when they go to work that they can't satisfy their cravings. What delicacies are there?
They all had to do it, but as a result, they didn’t have a good health after retirement. A person like Secretary Jin, who has a clean body, doesn’t have any physical problems. This is considered a recovery.”
Wang Ai chuckled and sat back on the chair: "Okay, remember to hold the football festival well next year. The game we watched at Xiannongtan a few days ago was very good. The leaders of the Football Association also attended, and CCTV also reported it
We will continue to work hard next year. The milk powder business needs to be expanded. It is best to purchase dairy cows now to reserve productivity."
Seeing Shi Wenjun nodding his head, Wang Ai smiled: "You have been doing this for several years, and I won't do anything for you anymore. I will go back tomorrow. The national team is going to train. Remember to watch my Asian Cup. I
I feel like these days are almost good, and now I feel energetic all over my body.”
Shi Wenjun rolled his eyes at Wang Ai, "You are so energetic that you can even call the cows, what the hell!"
Seeing Wang Ai getting up to leave, Shi Wenjun hurriedly stopped him: "I still feel that you know something. Now that there is no one else, you can't tell me?"
Wang Ai glanced at her and looked up at the chandelier: "I just analyzed it with you. It's only a matter of time before something big happens. We have to..."
"I'm not talking about milk powder and idiots, I'm talking about the football festival." Shi Wenjun looked at Wang Ai: "I have thought about it over and over again, and I have always thought this matter is a bit strange. You want to hold a middle school football match, expand the football population, expand
I can understand our influence. This is a normal logical chain, but if you organize a football festival, it is a bit excessive. It will not increase the football population. After all, the restrictions on the football population are hard conditions. If you organize a football festival,
It's useless in this regard. You also give out small gifts to each audience member. I always feel that it is like a carnival. If a company does this kind of thing, it is usually to strengthen the company's reputation. But we don't need to be strong at all, transcendence and fools are both
No need. The most important thing is that you are particularly concerned about the purpose being so vague. I don’t believe you are just being confused and worrying about it. Then tell me, what are you planning? Even a front-line person in charge like me can’t figure it out.
.If you have something to say, you can hide it from others, but you can’t hide it even from me, the person in charge.”
Wang Ai looked at Shi Wenjun with a blank expression. She had asked this question several times. The little beauty is not Huang Xin. She is an entrepreneur with a distinctive personality. She is not willing to be a puppet, even if it is Wang Ai.
No way. On the other hand, such people must have a clear purpose in order to inspire their fighting spirit and devote themselves wholeheartedly to it, just like the idiot's inheritance.
"Come!" Wang Ai pointed his finger.
When Shi Wenjun stood up and walked over, Wang Ai patted his thigh: "Sit on my lap and I'll tell you."
Shi Wenjun smiled, walked closer, stretched out his white hand and put it against Wang Ai's face, and gave it a small slap: "I am only three years younger than Huang Xin! She is your sister, so I will
No? By the way, why have you never considered me your sister?"
Wang Ai smiled: "You are young."
"You!" Shi Wenjun took a few deep breaths...well, it was still flat.
"Why? Don't you have Qinglian? Both of you...I've heard about it! Also! I've heard that many celebrities want to treat you to dinner. Why?"
Wang Ai shook his head: "Top secret, unless something happens to me, I can't tell you."
Shi Wenjun screwed up her teeth and looked at the man in front of her. She knew she couldn't force him to tell him, so she suddenly laughed, turned sideways, put her butt on Wang Ai's lap, and turned to look at Wang Ai proudly.
Wang Ai's expression was dull and he suddenly shook his head: "No, sit astride!"
"Don't go too far!" Shi Wenjun said sharply.
"Then you don't call it sitting, you call it leaning! You have to have your legs off the ground to call it sitting!" Wang Ai forcefully argued.
"That's what you said!" Shi Wenjun groaned angrily, quickly pressed the desk, moved back, sat on Wang Ai's right leg, and put his thigh on Wang Ai's left leg: "Say!
"
Wang Ai was dumbfounded that the little beauty was so open-minded. Seeing that she was sitting unsteadily, Wang Ai subconsciously blocked her lower back with his arm. Although he did not hold it directly, it still made her whole body feel numb.
stiff.
"Say!" Shi Wenjun's face turned red and his eyes were especially big!
Wang Ai thought for a long time and replied seriously in a voice that only two people could hear: "...the sixth sense!"
Wang Ai, who was beaten and kicked out of the office by Shi Wenjun, didn't even dare to go back to the hotel, and fled back to Beijing that night. The little beauty was so angry, what's the reason? Corporate strategic decisions rely on the sixth sense? I can
Go to hell!
This chapter has been completed!