"Of course it's true. This is all achieved through hard work. Ye Zi, please learn more!"
Ding Fan walked to the south side of the corridor with his hands behind his back and saw signs on the three doors: the supervisor's office, the liaison office and the business room.
There is also a mark on the key. Ding Fan first opened the business room, which was about 50 square meters, and there were more than a dozen chairs, all of which looked new. Then he opened the liaison office, which was about 30 square meters, and there were two desks, which was more.
A set of filing cabinets and a corner couch.
"Brother Fan, is this your new office?" Sikong Ye followed behind like a little tail, with a bit of ridicule. It didn't look much better than Ding Fan's office on the first floor.
"Wrong, I am the supervisor, this one is the one."
Ding Fan said, using the key to open the innermost supervisory office. Seeing the scene inside, even he couldn't help but praise Bai Yifei secretly. She is indeed a reputable female CEO, no wonder she can do great things.
There is a red carpet in the room, a very fashionable glass desk with a water wave shape and a visual length of more than five meters, a large white leather sofa, a solid wood bookcase with a large glass frame, a geometric coffee table, etc.
It looks clean and comfortable, and the overall condition is comparable to the president's office.
In addition, there is a separate bathroom and dressing room, plus an open-air balcony with two chairs and a coffee table, where you can chat, drink tea, watch the scenery and enjoy the breeze.
"Brother Fan, is this really your office?"
Sikong Ye's eyes widened in disbelief. The best office she had ever seen was Bai Yifei's. She only stayed in it for half a minute.
"Of course! I'm awesome, right?"
"That's awesome, my brother, quickly, give me a key?" Sikong Ye couldn't wait to reach out his little hand.
Of course not!
Ding Fan slapped his junior sister's little hand unceremoniously, "Yi Zi, this place is no better than the mountains. Everything must be obeyed. If you take other people's money, you have to be controlled by others. Now I am the supervisor. One day I quit, the same thing will be gone.
Can’t take it away.”
cut!
Sikong Ye snorted an air of cold air from his nose, jumped up easily, and sat on the desk. Ding Fan said in panic: "Be obedient, come down quickly, this is made of glass, if it breaks, I will pay for it."
"It's not that fragile, it must be made of cooked glass!"
Ding Fan suppressed his laughter and continued to threaten, "It doesn't matter whether it's raw or cooked, just break it into pieces and stab the meat! Come down quickly and be good."
Sikong Ye didn't believe it, but there were many rules in the company. This didn't work and that didn't work, so he could only reluctantly jump off and lie down on the sofa again, without even taking off his shoes.
Alas, the little devil was just here to cause trouble. Ding Fan had to forcefully pull her up and push her outside the door, scaring her that if Mr. Bai saw this, he would lose his job!
If you lose your income, you have to find another job. Where can you find such a good boss? They may not agree to Sikong Ye to go to work too!
Sikong Ye was very dissatisfied and went to inspect the building muttering. In fact, Ding Fan's decision was correct. Before the new boss's chair was heated, Mo Yuhong knocked on the door and came in.
"Assistant Mo, welcome to guide the work." Ding Fan stood up politely.
"Are you still satisfied?" Mo Yuhong asked.
"I'm so satisfied, I'm so flattered." Ding Fan hissed.
"This used to be the office of the fashion department manager. Feifei worked here when she first came to the group. The configuration is first-class," Mo Yuhong said.
It turned out to be the place where Bai Yifei once worked. No wonder the items in the house did not seem to be newly bought, but it gave Ding Fan a more intimate feeling, as if Bai Yifei's atmosphere still lingered.
"Assistant Mo, you also know that my level is really limited. I don't know anything about fashion, let alone management. To do this job is completely overwhelming and I cannot do without your help." Ding Fan said.
He spoke sincerely, and Mo Yuhong was very satisfied and smiled, "Although this place is for the International Fashion Association, in terms of business, the two companies will inevitably have many connections, and I also hope that you can be a good bridge and link.
"
"I am in the Cao camp but my heart is in the Han Dynasty. I still insist that I am an employee of Fuyao." Ding Fan said seriously.
Mo Yuhong chuckled. At this moment, she finally understood why Bai Yifei valued Ding Fan. Even though this guy was so careless, his emotional intelligence was much higher than that of others.
"Don't worry, I will know everything I have to say. I must remind you that we must work hard to do the work assigned by the International Fashion Association. This is also the basis for the long-term and happy cooperation between the two companies." Mo Yuhong said.
"I understand, but I don't have a clue at work. As a supervisor, what should I do?" Ding Fan scratched his head and asked.
"Haha, don't worry, Kylena will contact you. If you have any difficulties, you can contact me." Mo Yuhong said with a smile.
At this moment, Ding Fan's cell phone received a text message from Didi. He picked it up and looked at it, and couldn't help but cursed: "Liars nowadays are so shameless. They dare to make up anything and transfer five million to the bank.
Why didn’t you just say you won the jackpot!”
"Haha, didn't I tell you to go and receive the award?" Mo Yuhong teased.
"That's not true. The account information we just registered has been leaked! In this day and age, there is no privacy at all, hey!" Ding Fan complained.
Mo Yuhong frowned slightly, stretched out her hand and said, "Show me!"
Ding Fan handed over the phone, and Mo Yuhong glanced at it, suddenly showing a look of ecstasy, and quickly corrected: "Xiao Fan, you made a mistake, you missed a zero, it's fifty million."
"If I really have 50 million, I will stop doing anything and enjoy life." Ding Fan said.
"The currency unit is the US dollar." Mo Yuhong emphasized again.
"Is he a foreign liar?"
"No, the collection account for this money is the International Fashion Association's office in Jingyang. When I handled it yesterday, it was your mobile phone that I kept! There is no mistake!"
Kylena said that she would provide a sum of money, but she didn't expect it to be such a large amount! Fifty million, in US dollars, Ding Fan's first reaction was that foreigners' money was gross!
"It feels like it's fake, Assistant Mo, should I call the bank and ask?" Ding Fan was unsure.
"By the way, usually in this case, you will receive an email. Xiaofan, please turn on your computer and take a look."
Mo Yuhong urged, seeing Ding Fan struggling to find the power supply, she stepped forward to operate it for him. Sure enough, there was a new email message, which came from the International Fashion Association!
It stated the amount of the transfer and emphasized that Mr. Ding was responsible for the money and would be used for rent, staff salaries, activity expenses, etc. It also agreed that Mr. Ding Fan would be in charge of his salary.
One zero, followed by three zeros, yes, Ding Fan was overjoyed, "Assistant Mo, does this mean that I have a salary of 10,000 yuan?"
"Yes, it's also US dollars." Mo Yuhong sighed.
“Can I make an extra $10,000 a year?”
"Yes, every month."
Mo Yuhong couldn't hide his annoyance. The boy he once despised suddenly became a senior white-collar worker!
"The assets of a medium-sized enterprise are no more than this, Director Ding, congratulations." Ding Fan has more than 300 million in funds, and Mo Yuhong had to be polite and congratulated him again.
"How can I manage so much money? I have to let Sister Feifei make an idea!"
Without any explanation, Ding Fan had already walked out. Mo Yuhong was stunned for a moment and quickly followed.