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Chapter 198 Prestige

Since we can't drive people away or drive them away, we can only try our best to live in harmony with them.

Because only in this way can Ning Weimin be able to focus on his work with peace of mind.

"I said, can you respect me a little from now on? After all, I am still your leader in name, and I need prestige when assigning work. If you continue to do this regardless of the occasion, if you don't step in, I won't be able to carry out my work.

At that time, it will not be a question of whether I am willing to be your partner, but that my job will definitely not be guaranteed."

Ning Weimin is very good at creating opportunities for himself.

It is of course the most appropriate time to take the opportunity to admonish Huo Xin and formulate three chapters.

Huo Xin really couldn't refuse, because Ning Weimin's banner was not only good, but also reasonable.

"Then what should I do? How should I respect you? You can't ask me to serve you with tea and water, right? Just like the two front desks in the company?"

"Hey, look what you said, what happened to serving tea and pouring water? There is no difference in labor, only division of labor. Socialist education is in vain? We work in a foreign company, but our hearts must be red. Are you?

Did you grow up under the red flag?"

"Why do you speak so harshly? That's what I meant."

"It's okay if it's not, then it depends on your actual actions."

Ning Weimin was upright and unceremonious and continued to pursue the victory.

"Also, please don't call me by my name in the future. Please call me by my job title. You can call me manager or manager Ning. Do you hear me?"

Huo Xin pouted and said rather disdainfully.

"Tch, he's just a deputy, right? In terms of rank, he's at the department level at most, but he has quite a big official airs."

"Hey, what are you saying? You don't even understand the principle of distinguishing public from private. I don't believe it. If you go to work in your aunt's unit, wouldn't you call her director instead of calling her aunt?"

Huo Xin was completely unable to argue and was blocked again.

After thinking about it for a long time, I could only complain angrily and feebly.

"I say Ning Weimin, you are so boring! You don't even have the slightest bit of gentlemanly demeanor, you just use your hat to bully people."

"It's a good thing you didn't pursue an official career, otherwise the people of the Republic would have suffered."

"I think those people in the company are right about you. You are just a country bumpkin. You are not like people who work in foreign companies. You are full of bureaucratic ideas."

These words were actually Huo Xin's recognition of Ning Weimin's victory in the verbal battle.

Ning Weimin's heart was naturally filled with joy.

However, he certainly knew that it was not appropriate to be overjoyed at this time.

So on the surface, he is still sanctimonious and pretending to be generous.

"Okay, okay, I have no grace, I'm a country bumpkin, okay? You can say whatever you want about me in private, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little loss. Who told you to be a woman?"

"But in front of outsiders, it's a different story. We still can't be equals. Let me tell you, when I go back soon, you have to behave well for me and help me reverse the bad influence."

"By the way, I'll give you an extra task today. Take the time to buy yourself some masks. Remember to bring the receipt back and I'll reimburse you..."

The last sentence made Huo Xin curious and his eyes widened.

"Buy a mask for myself? Why use it?"

Ning Weimin acted as if it was a matter of course.

"You don't have to ask, of course you put it on. There is dust everywhere in this palace, which irritates the skin and is not good for the respiratory system. As a girl, you must remember to wear a mask. Don't take it seriously and hurt your body.

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"What about you? Why don't you wear it?"

"I would like to wear it. But what will the workers think? To be honest, we are not equal. Although I am the manager and you are the intern, our salary has been transferred. You rest while I work.

You can eat whatever you want. I have to be treated the same as the workers and eat in the park canteen together. Otherwise, people won’t accept me..."

Hey, look, this one is fed by sweet dates.

Anyway, I don’t know if it was Ning Weimin’s mask suggestion that made Huo Xin feel concerned.

Or maybe the phrase "outsider" made her unable to help but think about it.

Or maybe it was Ning Weimin's last few bitter words that successfully won Huo Xin's sympathy and understanding.

In short, with just a few words, Ning Weimin successfully calmed down the agitated Huo Xin and accurately defined the relationship between the two as superiors and subordinates.

Needless to say, the workers would be extremely surprised by this change.

Originally, they thought Ning Weimin was in dire straits.

Many people, including the team leader, had the same mentality, waiting to see Ning Weimin's embarrassed look when he came back.

Unexpectedly, Ning Weimin came back proudly, while Huo Xin became a good girl with a low eyebrow and a submissive face.

Judging from the expression on her face as she handed Ning Weimin tea and water, it was as if there had never been any quarrel just now, and the two of them had never made a fuss about it.

Even an hour later, when she was leaving, Huo Xin felt a bit like an oppressed woman in the old society.

"Manager, I'm going. Do you have any other instructions? Do you want me to bring you something back? You eat luncheon meat, can I buy you a box to give you some nutrition?"

Ning Weimin, on the other hand, was on the better side, waving his hand carelessly with a leadership style.

He was impatient and didn't even have a decent answer.

However, he went crazy and got a smile from the beautiful girl.

This strange sight not only surprised all the workers, but also made the team leader feel inexplicably depressed.

If nothing else, he knows his own business.

As far as he is concerned, if he had a big fight with his wife.

Although he was finally able to use his old fists, he beat the rebellious bitch to the point where she begged for mercy and didn't dare to blow her hair.

But most of the time you have to pay a price full of flowers.

If not, you will have to eat food so salty that it can turn a mouse into a tiger for two days.

What if his younger brother, who returned to the city last year and just got married, encountered a situation like this?

Needless to say, I have to go home without any future.

Then you must humbly go to your mother-in-law's house to plead guilty, and then take your wife back like a queen from the palace.

There is absolutely no way he could be like Ning Weimin, who could manage such a beautiful girl and take the initiative to greet her without saying anything soft.

Damn it, there is no harm without comparison!

What I witnessed with my own eyes today is simply a miracle on earth!

The gap between people is so great that it is impossible not to make the team leader doubt his own life and feel very sad.

Think about it, even the masculine team leader is like this, let alone other workers.

In fact, no matter whether they have a partner or not, whether they are married or not, these workers all have a deep admiration for Ning Weimin.

Privately, people say that Ning Weimin is a great guy and he has a lot of tricks up his sleeve when it comes to women.

It seems that this pretty boy who can talk and do things is indeed a master.

I'm afraid no matter how many beautiful girls there are, he can still make them look smooth.

Let them all rush to love him, love him to death.

In this way, a bunch of men, in private sex, regarded Ning Weimin as an idol they worshiped.

For this reason, while they were in awe, their sense of intimacy also doubled.

Even Ning Weimin himself had never thought of it.

Just because of such a drama, he let these workers work according to his own wishes, and it actually became easier.

His prestige seems to have improved.

(Note: There is a rumor among the elderly in Beijing to amuse children, saying that bats are transformed from mice that have eaten salt. Yanmohu is the Beijing dialect word for bat.)


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