Zhongyanhuang International Public Relations Department is a newly established department. It has extremely high requirements for the quality of its employees. They must have experience studying in famous overseas universities, be proficient in at least two foreign languages, and be able to handle the business independently. This department directly reports to Song Jianfeng
Responsible, it can be said that joining the international public relations department is equivalent to entering Zhongyanhuang's inner circle, and a rapid rise is just around the corner.
Li Xin was young and energetic, and the first thing he thought of was to seize Liu Handong's files, or destroy them with a paper shredder after taking them, making it impossible to transfer them. However, he soon understood that this method could only be used to deal with
Poor guy with no backing, Liu Handong is a specially recruited talent, and the only consequence of this kind of gameplay is to drag down the entire Zhongyan Huangjiangdong branch and follow him into misfortune.
He almost did it, but after all, he was also a mixed-race person, and he could distinguish between good and bad. Before making a decision, Li Xin first asked his connections in the provincial party committee to inquire about Liu Handong's background in detail. If not, he found out the truth.
It made him break out in a cold sweat.
Liu Handong had a close relationship with the Zheng family. Before Zheng Jeff's mother passed away, she lived in the provincial party committee's family compound on Fuqian Street. People from the Liu family came and went. Liu Handong's mother-in-law had always taken care of the old lady's food and daily life. During the Chinese New Year, Zheng Jia
Once she came back to stay, someone saw her and Liu Handong riding in the same car.
Li Xin's heart fell into the ice hole, and he regretted it and wanted to slap himself. People always deliberately try to curry favor with people like this who can talk to senior officials. It would be better for him to leave his old classmates alone. On the contrary,
If you provoke others, don't you think you will die quickly enough?
He comforted himself by saying that making peace with Liu Handong was not because he was afraid of him, but because he gave in to the backer behind this guy.
Li Xin came to Mr. Yan’s office and told the story in a sarcastic manner. Mr. Yan also took it very seriously and even said that the case should be withdrawn.
"Not only do we have to drop the case, but we also have to build a good relationship with him. Isn't he an old classmate of yours? You call all your classmates and I'll be the host. Also call the girl from the advertising company. If you don't fight, you won't know each other. Advertising
Give them the contract and the advance payment will be sent tomorrow. Xiao Li, you have something in mind, don't screw it up."
Mr. Yan’s fat hand pressed on Li Xin’s shoulder, as if he was placing his hopes for an official career.
"It's all up to you." The fat hand shook hard.
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Li Xin had his own way. He knew that if he came to Liu Handong's house at this time, he would definitely be rejected by Liu Handong, and he might even get beaten up. If he wanted to close the relationship, he had to rely on the help of his classmates. He called Yutan Town, which was enjoying its success.
Chang Wang Yaming.
"Yaming, I need your help with something. I want to organize a class reunion. It's not convenient for me to show up. Please contact me."
"What are you thinking about?" As the head of a town, Wang Yaming unknowingly brought some official authority to his words. He laughed and cursed freely. In the past, he always felt half a head weaker than Li Xin, but now he has the potential to surpass him.
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"Hey, don't mention it. Anyway, please help me contact my classmates. You treat me and I'll pay for it. Why not? Call Xuan Donghui, Yin Zhiguo, Li Hui, and Liu Handong. You can't pull any of them."
"Still called Liu Handong? Don't you hate him?"
"Stop talking nonsense and make arrangements as soon as possible. The sooner the better."
After hanging up the phone, Li Xin thought for a while, and it seemed that he was still not interested. He should think of a solution from the company's side. He asked Xiao Zhang, the clerk in his office, to call Liu Handong and arrange the secondment.
When Liu Handong received the call, he was singing with his classmates in Jinzun. The place had been converted into a mass-market KTV. Without the hostess, he could no longer buy methamphetamine K. The business was not as popular as before, but he could make money at ease.
Xiaodao is no longer working as a waiter in Jinzun, and even Jiang Haofeng is no longer here. The place has been transferred to someone else, but Dong Ge’s reputation is still there, so it’s no problem to say hello and get a 30% discount.
This is one of the largest private rooms in Jinzun. Six or seven people are sitting in it, but it still seems a bit empty. The marble coffee table is filled with various foreign wines, beers, drinks, and fruit plates. Lyrics are flashing on the big screen, and She Xiaoqing's high-pitched voice is
Performing the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, Liu Handong lit a cigarette and lay on the sofa quietly remembering.
Jinzun KTV was once the place where his career started. There was a time when he was a man of influence, doing both black and white. He was notorious, feared by everyone, held many jobs, and was worth tens of millions. He felt like he was at the pinnacle of his life. Looking back now,
But they are all just floating clouds. In life, you must do something meaningful.
The door of the private room was pushed open, and friends came in one after another. Liu Handong finally came back once, and he would be stationed abroad for a long time. He would not be able to meet all his friends while he was on vacation.
The ones who came were Kan Wanlin and Zhu Lingling. The latter was holding a child in his arms. He was only a few months old. The baby was tender and pink, and his eyes were very cute with his eyes narrowed.
"Why did you bring the child here?" Liu Handong said in surprise. He knew that this was Ma Wei's child. Kan Wanlin was such a good man that he could accept this offer.
"It's good to be influenced by some music." Kan Wanlin took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table and lit it. He was wearing a brand-new Jinba jacket, and the pink shirt collar was embroidered with Goldlion's logo. He was thick and fat.
Wearing a similarly thick gold square ring on her finger, a traditional Chinese character for hair is engraved on the ring.
The confidence to dress up as a nouveau riche came from a trip to Guangdong. Kan Wanlin shared some black money. Although it was not much, it was enough for him to squander. He claimed that he had won the lottery, bought a Volkswagen and continued his black car business, fishing for three days.
After two days of posting on the Internet, I already have hundreds of thousands in my account, which is enough to spend.
Zhu Lingling has not yet recovered her pre-pregnancy figure and is as fat as a Ukrainian white pig. Fortunately, Kan Wanlin does not dislike her and treats her like his own wife. He pats the sofa and says, "Sit down, have something to drink and order."
"Drink some juice." Zhu Lingling said. As soon as she sat down, the baby started crying. It was frightened by She Xiaoqing's ferocious singing. Zhu Lingling quickly untied her clothes to feed the baby and blocked the baby's crying mouth.
Kan Wanlin raised his wrist, looked at the shiny gold-plated Tissot watch, and said, "I'm going to pick up someone." He picked up the car key with the Volkswagen LOGO and went out.
Liu Handong followed him out and asked: "Wan Lin, what happened? Have you taken over?"
Kan Wanlin smiled generously: "She is a girl, so she won't suffer any loss if she takes it."
Liu Handong was speechless and could only raise his thumb: "Justice!"
After a while, Huo Ying came, Tu Hongbin came, and Li Sirui also arrived. Kan Wanlin drove to pick up Zhang Yan, leaving Liu Handong stunned. Is this guy going to fight the successor to the end? What Xiao Cui left behind is for him.
Take it too.
However, there are various signs that Luo Hua is deliberately ruthless. Both Zhang Yan and Zhu Lingling only regard Kan Wanlin as an older brother and do not give him a chance to connect with Pan Xia.
She Xiaoqing's voice was almost broken when she sang, so she put down the microphone, took a sip of beer, opened her small bag and took out her mobile phone. When she saw more than a dozen missed calls and several text messages, the company went crazy looking for her.
"Didn't you fire me? Why are you still looking for me?" She Xiaoqing muttered, but still called back.
The manager of the advertising company told her very excitedly that the contract with Zhongyan Huangjiangdong Branch was confirmed, and they had brought the check for the advance payment, but the requirement was that She Xiaoqing must sign the contract in person, not the legal representative.
"Xiaoqing, come back quickly, everyone in the company is pointing at you to prepare the meal." The manager almost begged.
"I'm busy. Besides, I don't work anymore, so why do you want me to do it?" How could She Xiaoqing let go of this opportunity? Although she didn't understand the reason, she still teased the other party severely.
"That's all a misunderstanding. You sir have a lot of money. Don't be like us. As long as you return to the company, your salary will be increased by 50%, no, doubled. In this contract, your commission will also be doubled." The other party took out 100%.
With one hundred and two sincerity, She Xiaoqing couldn't help but hesitate: "I'll think about it, but I'm busy now and can't make it back."
"Where are you? I'll pick you up in my car." The other party asked in hot pursuit.
"I'm singing karaoke in Jinzun." She Xiaoqing said, and suddenly an evil thought came to her, "How about you come and settle the bill."
"Okay, okay, I'll be there soon."
The manager of the advertising company put down the phone, wiped the sweat from his head, and said with great relief: "We found them, they are at Jinzun KTV."
Sitting opposite the manager was Li Xin. He originally wanted to contact Liu Handong through other connections, but suddenly found that no one had Liu Handong’s mobile phone number. All the numbers he had left before were invalid. He sent messages on WeChat QQ and so on, but no one responded.
, they naturally did not have Liu Handong’s new Beijing mobile phone number, let alone his satellite phone number, so they could only find someone through She Xiaoqing’s advertising agency.
Zhongyan Huangjiangdong Branch has business dealings with many advertising companies. This contract of 500,000 yuan is just the beginning. If the long-term cooperative relationship can be maintained, the contract amount will be several million a year. This is also the reason why the manager is so servile.
After all, in order to make money, there is nothing to be reluctant to do.
When they arrived at Jinzun KTV, it was 5:30 in the afternoon, and the guests in the large private room had already left. The advertising company manager was dumbfounded and quickly called She Xiaoqing: "My sister, why are you deceiving me?"
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"Who are you stupidly waiting for you to pay the bill? We finished singing and went to another place to drink." The background sound on She Xiaoqing's phone was very noisy, and someone was shouting five, five, six and punching orders.
"Where can I drink?" The manager almost cried.
"On the south side of Tiezha Street, there is a row of barbecue stalls by the river, and the third one is Jiangbei BBQ."
It was the rush hour after get off work, and the short three-kilometer distance from Jinzun KTV to Tiezha Street could not be driven. Li Xin became anxious, leaving the driver behind, and got out of the car with others and walked over. From a distance, he saw smoke filling the front. , the air is filled with the smell of roast lamb.
Tiezha Street is a typical area of filth and chaos. There is a smelly river at the south end. A row of simple colorful sheds have been set up along the river. Below are benches, greasy tables, and large iron stoves. Small workers squat on them.
On the ground, cattail fans were used to fan the lit charcoal in the dustpan, which was still firewood. The guests went shirtless, drank wine and made punches. The sound of chainsaws from the hardware store in the distance was endless, forming a unique and beautiful scenery at the junction of urban and rural areas.
Li Xin was not a hypocritical person. He often visited places like this. He hurried forward with Armani's small bag under his arm when he suddenly saw two people coming across from him, one of whom looked familiar.