After saying that, Jiang Zhihao and Meng Shufeng entered the elevator.
He Ziyi stood there with a slumped expression, and left after a moment.
After leaving the company, a group of people immediately gathered around and complained: "Mr. He, what the hell are you doing? How long has this been going on? What's going on? Can we go back to work?"
He Ziyi had a headache when he was asked, and the wolf-like eyes of those people made his scalp numb even more.
He suddenly realized that Jiang Zhihao's quota of thirty people for him was not a solution, but would instead make him offend these people even more.
If more than a hundred people are fired and only thirty people are allowed to go back, who can go back?
Jiang Zhihao said that we need practical talents, but the so-called talents are not generally recognized.
Everyone thinks he is a talented person, and if he is not allowed to go back, he feels it is unfair.
If Jiang Zhihao's solution was announced now, He Ziyi could almost imagine that someone would prepare a sack and put it over your head and give you a good beating.
Therefore, he did not dare to say anything and only said: "I have already negotiated with Mr. Jiang. It is not impossible to go back to work. The specific plan will be discussed in detail tomorrow. Don't worry, these are all small things and can be solved. Everyone
Go back first and have a solid sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, everything will be fine."
"Really? You won't deceive us, right?" someone questioned.
This is not what one person thinks, most people think this way.
They don't believe He Ziyi, but what can they do now? They can't really tie up He Ziyi!
As a result, a group of people could only leave with suspicion, while He Ziyi felt the cold wind blowing and was filled with frustration.
He definitely didn't have time to sleep today. Even if the quota of thirty people was too small, people would have to be selected overnight.
It is better to be able to solve one problem than to have no quota at all.
The next day, He Ziyi submitted a list of thirty people.
Jiang Zhihao took it and glanced at it casually, then put it in his desk drawer, raised his head and said, "What about you, Mr. He? Do you want to stay, or do you want to find a job with Meng Zhenzhong?"
He Ziyi was stunned. He didn't expect Jiang Zhihao to be willing to give him a chance.
Logically speaking, shouldn't I be very angry with myself for following Meng Zhenzhong and playing tricks on him?
Jiang Zhihao saw what he was thinking and said with a faint smile: "Mr. He, don't think too much, I always treat things differently. Your previous boss was Meng Zhenzhong, so you should listen to his words. But now, you should see clearly that this is not the case.
A good boss should understand that a good bird chooses the right tree to roost in. So I can give you a chance to come back and continue working, but it is impossible to become a general manager. At most, you can be a department director. Of course, if you think
If your position is too low, you can also go to Meng Zhenzhong and see where he can arrange it for you."
He Ziyi was very hesitant. He was indeed a little unhappy after being demoted from general manager to department director.
But he also knew that Meng Zhenzhong didn't have any good positions for him.
There are two companies left, and neither of them is a good place. One is a carrot and the other is a pit. You can’t just remove the other general managers just because you left, right?
The most likely possibility is to let him rest at home and wait for the right opportunity before making arrangements.