Bad man, the system crashed.

Service workers can better train themselves to become the kind of person Wen Yan likes, be well supported, and even become permanent employees if there is a chance.

Chapter 174: Career Advancement Strategies (1)

Lu Ze opened his eyes and looked at the blackboard.

For the second year of high school, this time is not a good time.

High school homework is too busy, from morning to nine or ten o'clock in the evening, there is no time to do anything else.

And the period when Wen Yan just graduated from high school was the most difficult period in his life.

The rookie who just entered the workplace was suppressed by his predecessors and was blamed one after another.

The plastic surgery chain company is also an industry where disputes are most likely to occur. Working as a customer service here is surrounded by all kinds of negative energy every day.

The drifters don't have much money and can only live in a small peasant building far away from the city center. There is sewage outside.

Every morning, I have to go out and grab the bus before 7 o'clock, then transfer to the subway to go to work. As soon as I sit down at the office, I will hear customer complaints. I go home around 8 o'clock in the evening, cook, take a shower, lie on the bed and don't want to do anything.

That memory left a deep mark on Wen Yan. In the previous life, he often talked to his original body about his experience when he just entered the society.

The most painful time was when a customer did radiofrequency skin tightening. The temperature of the instrument was too high and a blister was burned on the left cheek, leaving a mark.

The technical department pushed it to the customer service department, and the customer service manager pushed it to her.

She appeared in front of the customer and was scolded.

The customer service department gave her a death order to solve it. As a result, because of her lack of experience, she didn't know anything and didn't know how to do it. She could only stand in front of the customer and be scolded. Every time she was scolded, she would hide and cry.

Calculating the time, it was almost a few days before and after he crossed over.

Lu Ze looked at the blackboard, covered his stomach, climbed on the table, and groaned softly.

"What are you doing?" Qi Shi, his deskmate, asked in a low voice.

"As usual, pretend to be sick and ask for leave. We are brothers, so let's cooperate."

"Go to the Internet cafe?"

"You go to the Internet cafe, I have other things to do."

Qi Shi raised his hand and said, "Teacher, Lu Ze seems to have a stomachache."

Stomachache again?

The probability of Lu Ze having a stomachache this month is too high.

The teacher came over half-believingly, only to see that Lu Ze's forehead was full of sweat, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless. He quickly asked Qi Shi to take Lu Ze to the hospital.

Qi Shi supported Lu Ze and left quickly. As soon as they left the school, the two tacitly high-fived, agreed on the time to go back to school and quickly separated.

Qi Shi went to the Internet cafe, and Lu Ze took the bus to Wen Yan's workplace.

There is a sycamore tree downstairs of Wen Yan's company.

When she first joined the company, she didn't know anyone and didn't have much money, so she couldn't go out to eat with her colleagues, so she would eat alone on a bench under the sycamore tree every day.

Opposite the bench is a lake, and there are few people at noon.

When I feel wronged, I will temporarily leave the company and hide here to cry.

When Lu Ze arrived, Wen Yan was squatting in the gap between the bench and the sycamore tree and crying silently.

Lu Ze touched the school uniform trouser bag. There was no paper, but there was a lollipop.

Lu Ze walked over, opened it, and handed it to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan raised her head, tears were still on her face, her eyes were red, and it was very distressing to look at.

She looked at the lollipop in front of her blankly.

Lu Ze squatted down, "Sister, I came to find you from the future."

Huh?

Wen Yan opened her mouth, with a head full of question marks.

Lu Ze took the opportunity to stuff the lollipop into Wen Yan's mouth and smiled.

Wen Yan: "..."

The little boy in front of her was so annoying. She was crying, but he was laughing. It's okay to laugh, but he also came to her and laughed.

However, the little boy's smile is really beautiful.

"Sister, squatting is tiring. Can you stand up and sit down to talk to me for a while?"

"Okay."

Wen Yan stood up and sat on the bench. She was stunned. No, no, this little boy is so charming.

Why was she led by him for no reason?

She looked at Lu Ze with her peripheral vision. It must be because he was too handsome. Wen Yan, Wen Yan, when will you change your habit of looking at faces?

Wen Yan took the lollipop out of her mouth. There was still a hint of sweetness and sourness in her mouth.

She looked at it. It tasted like lime, her favorite taste.

Wen Yan looked at Lu Ze. "Classmate, are you lost?"

Lu Ze shook his head and looked into her eyes seriously. "Sister, I am reborn. In the future, you will become a strong woman, open your own company and reach the peak of life, and then support me."

A short silence.

Wen Yan laughed out loud. She supported herself on the chair with both hands and smiled.

After a while, Wen Yan wiped the tears from her laughter, "Thank you so much, classmate. I haven't laughed like this for a long time."

"Sister, do you not believe that I was reborn, or do you not believe that you will reach the pinnacle of life?"

Wen Yan patted Lu Ze's shoulder and said earnestly: "Classmate, normally, in order to pick up girls, men should say that I am your future husband."

"As long as sister wants, I can become a regular in the future."

Lu Ze looked at Wen Yan honestly, and Wen Yan smiled helplessly, "Classmate, although your skills in chatting up are not good, sister forgives you because you are good-looking."

She looked at the time. It has been more than five minutes since she came out. If she doesn't go back, she will definitely be scolded.

"Sister, to eliminate Ms. Zhao's complaint, you can't just stay in the office and make phone calls or text messages, or bring gifts to apologize when she is doing repairs."

This sentence hit the nail on the head.

Wen Yan turned around in astonishment, "How do you know?"

"Because I was reborn." Lu Ze smiled slightly, and the sun shone on him, giving him a clear and bright feeling.

"Ms. Zhao's husband runs a foreign trade company, and he is not a person who lacks money. Any woman with a mark on her face can't withdraw the complaint just by a verbal apology, let alone someone like Ms. Zhao who attaches great importance to appearance."

"Then what should we do?"

"Sister, what you are doing now is mainly to apologize by text message, apologize by phone, and personally spend money to buy fruits and gifts to apologize in person. This is the right thing to do, but this is a public-to-public method, and it is too purposeful, which will instinctively arouse people's disgust and disgust."

"But what can I do if I don't do this? Shouldn't we let others see the sincerity of our company's apology?" Wen Yan sat down next to him. She didn't know how the little boy in front of her knew about her predicament.

But she was really desperate, with no other options, so she had to try her best.

"If it was the company's sincerity, then why should others cancel the complaint if they followed the company's rules and regulations?"

Lu Ze asked, "What kind of person is Ms. Zhao?"

"She's in her thirties, pays a lot of attention to her appearance, has a rich family, and is demanding."

"What about her personality?"

Wen Yan thought about it and shook her head.

"Liberate your relationship from the public relationship, talk more like friends, ask her about her recent troubles, and talk about some topics that women often talk about."

Lu Ze said: "Then help Ms. Zhao according to her current situation, let her feel that she has feelings for you, you are friends, and let her feel embarrassed to blame you."

Seeing Wen Yan fell into deep thought, Lu Ze continued to remind her: "Look at the sun now, isn't it inappropriate for Ms. Zhao to expose her wound to the violent sunlight every day? Her husband is on business trips abroad for many years. Is he lonely? She has children. Although she has money, she has to take care of the children and the family alone. Is there any hardship?"

"I understand."

Wen Yan nodded, "If you treat customers as just customers, she will only treat you as the representative of the company, but if you treat her as a friend, she will treat you as a friend. But customers are still customers in addition to friends."

Lu Ze supported his hands behind his back and smiled at her, "Our sister really understands everything at once, and she is worthy of being a future strong woman."

Wen Yan didn't believe in the nonsense of rebirth.

She looked at Lu Ze carefully, "Classmate, tell me honestly, how do you know these things in the workplace?"

"I taught you."

As Lu Ze said this, he leaned forward, and there was only a breath's distance between him and Wen Yan. With warm breath and a violent heartbeat, Wen Yan's expression twisted. ①This①work①is①provided①by①think①net①online①read①

She, she, she, was actually flirted with by a little boy.

Lu Ze took out the phone from Wen Yan's hand, called himself, and ran away quickly before she could react.

After running far away, Lu Ze stood under the sycamore tree, waved to Wen Yan and shouted: "Sister, I will call you often."

Soon, the blue and white school uniform disappeared.

It was like a dream.

Suddenly, a little boy fell from the sky. He knew all your current difficulties and knew how to lead you out of the most difficult years.

It should be a dream, right?

Wen Yan looked at the lollipop in her hand, it didn't seem to be.

Lu Ze quickly ran back to school to meet up with Qi Shi, and the two of them successfully escaped.

At night, Wen Yan sat on the bed and simulated over and over again what she should say and do when facing Ms. Zhao tomorrow.

She collected all the information she could about Ms. Zhao.

She also had a comprehensive understanding of Ms. Zhao's personality.

But...

After all, she had never been in actual combat, and she was still very nervous.

Ms. Zhang insulted people one after another, but she didn't use any dirty words.

She had been scolded several times.

Suddenly, the phone lit up.

Wen Yan looked down and saw a text message from an unfamiliar number: Sister, come on, you are the future strong woman - Lu Ze.

Knowing that she didn't know his name, he signed it specially.

Wen Yan couldn't help laughing. The little boy exuded sunshine all over his body, always smiling warmly, no matter how upset he was, he seemed to laugh with him.

"Such a handsome guy said she will be a strong woman in the future, just believe it this time."

"Come on, Wen Yan, you can do it."

Said to herself.

The next day, Wen Yan got up early to punch in for work, and after punching in, she went to her supervisor to apply for going out as usual.

At 11 o'clock, the sun was already very strong.

As soon as Ms. Zhang went out, she saw Wen Yan waiting at the door with a smile.

She frowned in annoyance, "What are you doing here again? Didn't I tell you that I won't withdraw the complaint?"

"Sister Zhang." Wen Yan smiled and said, "I'm here to hold an umbrella for you. Although it's morning now, the sun is still very strong. The injury on your face was originally our mistake, so of course we have to take responsibility to the end."

The four people were pretty good about taking responsibility to the end, which made Ms. Zhang feel a little less resentful.

However, she still had no good impression of Wen Yan and everyone in Wen Yan's company.

She turned and walked away with her bag.

Wen Yan followed immediately and held the umbrella over Ms. Zhang's head. As the two walked, Wen Yan said, "Actually, Ms. Zhang, every time you come to our beauty salon for repair, you have to go back and forth in the morning and afternoon. It's very tiring, and the sun will not be good for the repair of the wound on your face. So, Ms. Zhang, I specially applied for a VIP ward with my superiors yesterday. If you are willing, you can move in today."

Ms. Zhang glanced at Wen Yan with a bad face, "Haha, I'm hospitalized, who will pick up my son from school? My nanny has asked for leave, okay? You are a little girl, you can only say some nice things without any real meaning. I told you, stop fighting, the cat cries over the mouse, you just want me to withdraw the complaint? I tell you, I will never withdraw this complaint, what VIP ward, you should have compensated me."

"Yes, you are right." Wen Yan agreed, without refutation, but the umbrella in his hand was still open.

In fact, Ms. Zhang's home is not far from the beauty salon, and it only takes a few minutes to walk there.

This is also why Ms. Zhang bought them this time.