MTL - My Years As a Car Dealer-Chapter 22 : People fight for one breath

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Chapter 0022: People fighting for breath

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It's not that Wang Lianshan doesn't understand the big truth. He understands that Zhang Chen is completely in line with the board's strategic plan of boiling frogs in warm water, trying to change the style of dirty broadcasting, and moving closer to mainstream live broadcast platforms.

He was just worried that his approach would be too radical and his steps would be too big, which would lead to disgust and loss of fans.

"What are you worried about? Can the performance of the dirty broadcast get any worse?" Su Jingtian curled his lips and became ruthless, "If the bet is won, we will be young in the clubhouse. If the bet is lost, it's a big deal to work on the construction site."

Wang Lianshan seeks stability in his work. He is too old to find a job and has too many worries: "I think it should be discussed again."

"Negotiate a shit." Su Jingtian patted the table, flushed anxiously, and roared at Wang Lianshan, "In the entire dirty broadcasting company, except for the boss, we are the employees. Who should we discuss with?"

Wang Lianshan stopped talking, the old brother's words hurt his self-esteem.

On the surface, the company has a complete company structure, such as the board of directors, the financial department, the personnel department, the logistics department, the administrative department... Even the communication room has a separate department called the communication department.

Wang Lianshan and Su Jingtian served as the first and second leaders of each department respectively.

On the surface, it sounds glamorous, but the titles printed on the business card are very intimidating.

In fact, there is suffering and you know it.

They are bare commanders, and the entire company counts as three bosses.

Dubbed by peers in the industry as the pillars and pillars of smearing the sky, the fool also knows that he is watching the jokes of the two of them and burying them.

No, there is another major shareholder, Xue Feng, but Wang Lianshan has never seen him appear in the company for three years.

In the same way, the boss is like a hands-off shopkeeper, and only comes to the company when he encounters a decision-making matter.

Usually, Wang Lianshan and Su Jingtian discuss matters.

The sage once said: When people fight for one breath, the Buddha receives a stick of incense.

Wang Lianshan also hopes that he can reach the peak of his life, trample all those who have ridiculed him under his feet, and then slap them in the face.

But the situation is pressing, the big boss dare not take risks, he is just a small employee, what if he messes up?

Su Jingtian became impatient and shouted for Wang Lianshan to express his position now.

Wang Lianshan was in a hurry, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and his eyes were red, he said: "Change the data in the background, give him a million fans first, and recommend this kid to death.

The Dirty Broadcasting Ranking has been adjusted from tenth to No. 1. What are the restricted promotions, strong promotions, banners, pop-up windows, built-in advertisements, classified advertisements, six frequencies, and three rivers (I want to recommend too much, I wrote all the recommendations from the starting point, Hey, forget it, I won't delete it.) ... If there is one, it is the same, and I will go through it all for him.

If it works, apply for funding and give him outdoor advertisements, I don't believe that he can't be a great god? "

"Haha." Su Jingtian laughed, and sighed that Old Wang started to rage, even more ruthless than himself, but the two reached an agreement and began to discuss the specific steps.

When it was dawn, the two finally came up with a plan with dark circles under their eyes.

They felt very satisfied, and were going to implement the initial plan without telling the boss, change the number of fans for him, and make recommendations on the site.

Su Jingtian called up the information of "Jijie of Tiandi Hotel", which contained detailed personal information and contact information.

I want to contact Zhang Chen first and communicate in advance.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, the anchor's information is actually a man named Chen Shengnan, his gender is shown as female, and there is no information about Zhang Chen at all.

Zhang Chen is obviously a handsome and crazy young man. Who is this Hulk-like Chen Shengnan?

Wang Lianshan and Su Jingtian were stunned, staring at them with big eyes and small eyes, and a cold air rushed from the back of their heads to the soles of their feet.

Unable to hold it any longer, Wang Lianshan and Su Jingtian collapsed in their seats, wanting to die.

Dare Qing, Zhang Chen, is not an anchor, and has absolutely nothing to do with the dirty broadcast.

The one-night plan they discussed was useless, giving them a feeling of powerlessness as if a cannon was hitting a mosquito and a punch on the cotton.

How to do?

In the end, Su Jingtian was quick to respond, and immediately decided to contact Zhang Chen to make him the official contract anchor of Dirty Broadcasting.

On the other hand, other recommendations will be suspended. First, put "Chicken Sister of Tiandi Hotel" to the top of the list. At the same time, control the video, not allow any video playback, protect Zhang Chen to the greatest extent, and prevent other live broadcast platforms or trade unions. poach him.

Dirtcasting, the top beam and Shuangzhu did not rest, forgot to eat, and went into a frantic working state, looking for Zhang Chen's contact information.

In the second-hand car dealership thousands of miles away, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, which was the normal work time.

As usual, Manager Wang, as the person in charge of the Cosmopolitan used car dealership, was the first to come to the dealership.

The only difference is that he didn't walk into his office as usual, drink wolfberry tea, smoke and read newspapers.

Instead, he stood on the open space in front of the lounge, waiting for Zhang Chen's arrival.

There is another capable general, who has been at the bottom of the second-hand car dealership in the four-sea department assessment, and finally has hope of making a comeback.

Pharaoh is very happy today, standing in the open space, smoking a cigarette, cheerfully greeting each employee who comes to work, and even joking for the first time, teasing about the clothes or dresses of his subordinates.

Zhang Hu, Hao Qiang and others quickly discovered the abnormality of Manager Wang. They hid nearby and waited for the morning meeting.

Time passed, and even Lai Wu, who was often late for work, arrived at the car shop, and Zhang Chen was not there yet.

Manager Wang's old face slowly elongated, longer than a donkey's face.

The originally smiling expression turned livid, and any employee who walked past him could even feel the chill emanating from him.

If it's broken, the old man Wang is going to freak out.

Zhang Hu, Hao Qiang and the others gathered together again, but no one dared to talk to each other, for fear that the raging old man would notice him and cause unwarranted disasters.

Zhang Hu and the others exchanged glances, and of course they guessed the reason for Manager Wang's rage.

Because Zhang Chen didn't show up at 9:10, he was late for work the next day.

Nine fifteen, nine sixteen, nine seventeen...

Time passed, and Manager Wang, who was standing in front of the lounge, looked at his watch every minute, and the color of his face changed from iron blue to black on the bottom of the pot.

At ten o'clock, Zhang Chen was still nowhere to be seen. The cold light in Manager Wang's eyes turned into two sharp swords, stabbing straight at Zhang Hu, roaring, "Call Zhang Chen, call."

The most honest Zhang Hu was trembling with fear, tears of grievance swirling in his eyes, he didn't dare to cry out, he could only resist silently in his heart: Nima Zhang Chen skipped work, why are you mad at me?

Zhang Hu hurriedly ran to Manager Wang's office, found the contact information on Zhang Chen's profile, called the landline with trembling hands, and called according to the phone number.

Didi, busy tone on the phone, voice prompts Zhang Chen to shut down.

The nervous heartbeat and the even breathing sound were exceptionally clear in the quiet and treacherous atmosphere.

Zhang Hu looked out the window and frowned, with a cold face and an unusually solemn expression on Manager Wang, Zhang Hu was dumbfounded and didn't know how to report to Manager Wang.

"Zhang Hu, did you die inside?" In the quiet garage, Manager Wang's hysterical roar came. Zhang Hu trotted out of the office tremblingly, stood in front of Manager Wang, and lowered his head. dare not say a word.

There is no need to guess what Zhang Hu looks like. Manager Wang immediately realizes that he has not made a call, and the chill on his face is like an ancient ice, and the ice **** are falling.

None of the staff under Manager Wang dared to speak out, and they were all scared like a quail. They knew that the good old Manager Wang would not go into a rage easily, but when he started, no one could control him.

Standing behind Manager Wang, Lai Wu was the only person among the staff who was calm, and raised his eyebrows mysteriously at Hao Qiang, conveying a profound meaning.

Hao Qiang and Tang Hongbo felt that Lai Wu's smile was a little inexplicable, but they guessed that Zhang Chen's lateness had something to do with Lai Wu.

At this time, Lai Wu was proud and happy, even more excited than the serf who had turned over back then. If Old Man Wang was not on the verge of going wild, he would even want to sing a song and vomit out the depression that had accumulated in his heart yesterday.

Zhang Chen was really late for work the next day.

Yesterday, Zhang Chen took his brother Wang Qiang to the emergency room of the hospital. After examination, the doctor found that the injury was not particularly serious.

After the wound was sutured, the doctor arranged for Wang Qiang to be hospitalized for observation, but Wang Qiang refused.

Wang Qiang knew that just by suturing the wound, he had spent all the money on the two of them. How could he have the money to be hospitalized and pay medical expenses?

Zhang Chen wanted Wang Qiang to be hospitalized. He was worried about his brother's injury and had no doctor's care. What if something happened?

Zhang Chen wanted to borrow money from Alipay, and even thought of campus loans, small loans with interest.

As a result, Wang Qiang tried his best to stop him. He didn't want his good brother to carry a heavy debt because of his injury.

With gauze wrapped in both hands, Wang Qiang ran out of the hospital's emergency room almost frantically while Zhang Chen went to the toilet and returned to the school dormitory.

Zhang Chen chased to the dormitory, first scolded Wang Qiang, and then the two looked at each other silently.

The sage once said: A penny is hard to kill a hero!

From this moment on, Zhang Chen swore in his heart that for the sake of his family, for his brothers, and for himself, he must make money, making countless money.

Wang Qiang waved his arms, saying that he was fine, and Zhang Chen should not worry about himself.

Zhang Chen didn't sleep all night, and he lost his cell phone.

Looking at Wang Qiang's cell phone, he realized that it was past eight in the morning.

Zhang Chen wanted to take a day off to take care of his brother, but he was afraid that Manager Wang would think wildly, thinking that he had resigned.

Without Manager Wang's mobile phone number, there is no way to ask for leave. Finally, after thinking about it, I should go to a car dealership.

Haibin City Teachers College is far from the second-hand car market, and there is no subway, so you can only take the bus.

Zhang Chen asked his classmate Wang Longfei to look at Wang Qiang, took off his blood-covered suit, put on his usual T-shirt and jeans, and planned to wash it for the monitor before returning it.

After getting on the bus, Zhang Chen stood in the aisle, pulling on the handrail and distracted.

He was thinking of a way to make money, a way to make a lot of money quickly using the system.

Draw the skill names displayed in the system interface: Appearance Adjustment 5%, Primary Used Car Sales Skill, Gambler Skill, Hangover Skill, Dialect Skill, Sanda Skill.

Except for the God of Gamblers skill, which is a way to make money, the others have no help in making money.

Go to Bezerbo?

Zhang Chen shook his head with a wry smile, using the God of Gamblers skill to swept through the game and earn money quickly.

However, Beezerbo, like mouth and poison, is addictive. The more money you win, the deeper you will be addicted to Beezerbo.

I finally got rid of the betrayal addiction, and I don't want my parents to see the son of a bad bettor.

Zhang Chen restrained himself to try his best not to think about Bei Zhebo. Suddenly, something strange came from behind his butt. He felt as if a small hand was stroking behind his butt.

Thief?

Zhang Chen smiled bitterly and paid off his brother's medical expenses. He only had a dozen yuan on him, and he didn't have any lunch. How could there be any money for the thief to steal?

Ten yuan was in the pocket of Zhang Chen's trousers in front of him. He lazily looked back at the palms that were rubbing against his buttocks, and unexpectedly found that it was a young girl.

The girl's head was full of yellow hair, and her nose was pierced. Her snow-white palms ran on both sides of Zhang Chen's hips, but they didn't put them into the pockets of her jeans.

Not a thief?

Zhang Chen was confused and asked softly, "What are you doing?"

"Professional habit, professional habit." The girl first gave Zhang Chen a wink, and withdrew her snow-white palm embarrassedly.

"Touch someone's butt, what's your occupation?"

"Exiles. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

Early in the morning, I met an exile, a female exile.

(Writing such a paragraph is not a water number, but to set off Zhang Chen's handsomeness.

Moreover, such a thing is a prototype.

One year, the roast goose returned from Xi'an to Guanzhou, and the security check at Xi'an railway station just started.

Others use the scanner to scan the sides of the body, at most touch a trouser pocket or something.

After the female security inspector touched the trousers pocket of the roast goose, her hand touched the bottom part of the roast goose, and she shook it. )

Zhang Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had a fight yesterday, and he hasn't eaten or slept yet. How could he have the heart to argue with female exiles?

So he took the initiative to walk away, kept a long distance from the female exile, and stood beside a couple who looked like a couple.

The couple seemed to be angry. The girl suddenly pointed at Zhang Chen and shouted loudly, "If you were half as handsome as him, we wouldn't quarrel."

The boy glanced at Zhang Chen and said, "If I was half as handsome as him, would I still like you?"

I wiped, Zhang Chen was speechless, he just took the bus to work, who provoke who?

Zhang Chen really had no choice. He simply covered his face and insisted on reaching the stop in front of the second-hand car market. He rushed down like crazy and ran to the door of Building B.

When Zhang Chen ran through the door, he saw from a distance that all his colleagues were standing in front of the lounge door, standing in a circle around Manager Wang, as if they were having a meeting.

Manager Wang noticed Zhang Chen running out of breath at a glance. His angry eyes were about to burst into flames, his chest heaving violently, and he was on the verge of rage.

However, Manager Wang opened his mouth, and in the end he didn't reprimand Zhang Chen, but just had a cold face, like a thousand years of ice hanging on his face.