Endless Gods and Heroes

In fact, as Jiang Gaoyi told Wang Tieniu, this project received far more attention than anyone imagined. Just half an hour after the storm broke out at the Modern Architectural Design Institute, Zhou Ping was still sitting in his office racking his brains. When he was about to find a solution, a mysterious phone call came in.

"Hello, is this Mr. Zhou? Good afternoon, I'm Xu Xiaoming." A man in his thirties or forties greeted Zhou Ping with a smile.

"Xu Xiaoming? Mr. Xu from Fluor? Hello, hello, it's been a long time no see!" Zhou Ping looked at him and instantly remembered who this person was. "Does Mr. Xu have anything to do with me?"

"Haha, it's nothing. I've been having a hard time lately, so I just wanted to find Mr. Zhou to complain and talk about old times." Xu Xiaoming chuckled, "I wonder if Mr. Zhou is free?"

"It may not be convenient recently. Why don't I take the initiative to visit Mr. Xu later?" Zhou Ping replied with a chuckle.

"It's the Chinese New Year soon. The hospital is still so busy. Didn't we receive a big project?" Xu Xiaoming said pointedly.

"There are no big projects. It's not like Mr. Xu doesn't know the market situation this year. Our Modern Design Institute is not as big as Fluor. We can only accept some small orders and try our best to survive."

"Zhou Ping said with a sigh, his tone couldn't be more realistic.

"Hey, Mr. Zhou is right, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat. However, we at Fluor will not participate in the competition for small orders. We should concentrate on our big projects." Xu Xiaoming said calmly.

"Big project?" Zhou Ping on the other end of the phone narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, are you interested in participating?" Xu Xiaoming laughed, "We have even produced the design drawings."

Zhou Ping was shocked. What did Xu Xiaoming mean by this?

"The big project that Mr. Xu mentioned is definitely not small. Of course I am interested." Zhou Ping said slowly, "I wonder if it is convenient for Mr. Xu now?"

"It's convenient. It's convenient for me anytime. How about this? I won't bother Mr. Zhou anymore. How about I pay a visit now?" Xu Xiaoming said directly.

"Since this is the case, I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Xu. I'll make some tea and have a good chat with Mr. Xu." Now Zhou Ping didn't dare to pretend to be unavailable, he already had an ominous premonition in his heart.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ping sat on the chair with a gloomy face, veins popping out of his forehead, breathing heavily, and he was obviously on the verge of an explosion.

His secretary swallowed, knowing that his boss was extremely angry.

"Zhao Jinglin!" Zhou Ping slapped the table hard, "I have put all my trust in you in vain, and now you have given me such a result!"

His secretary held her breath and did not dare to speak at all. At this time, it was safest to stay quietly aside.

But Zhou Ping obviously wouldn't make it easy for him. He turned around and looked at him with a vicious look, "How are the contacts with those designers going?"

"Mr. Zhou, except for two people who reluctantly expressed their willingness to come back and work overtime, everyone else said that they were already in their hometowns and couldn't come back at all. His secretary replied bravely. In fact, he had already thought about it. Zhou Ping scolded him 100 times.

He knew that Zhou Ping had nothing to do with the employees who had strong backers and were about to resign. Even if they were forced to come back to work, they would not come back. "If they are all torn apart and still come back to work in despair, wouldn't it mean that they have surrendered to Zhao Jinglin?" Already?

Therefore, Zhou Ping's first reaction was to call back those designers who were used to being bullies and exploited to work overtime. However, he never thought that this year he would only give these people a small bonus, which was better than nothing. They were sent home to celebrate the New Year. How could it be possible to ask them to come back from their hometown temporarily now?

Moreover, the conflict that just occurred has obviously spread throughout the entire architectural design institute like a storm. All the designers resting at home must have known the news that those who usually did not work were forced to leave by Zhao Jinglin. People follow the herd. , since the people who took more money than them have left, why don't they dare to leave, because it is obvious to the naked eye that the Modern Architectural Design Institute is going to die.

"Rebellion! It's all rebellion! It's all rebellion!" Zhou Ping angrily swept the documents on the table to the ground. He only felt his temples beating for a while. His superiors knew that Wang Tieniu had intended to Entrusting this super big project to them also hinted at what he would do after winning the project. He even settled this year's accounts for Zhou Ping. He simply couldn't imagine that he could mess up such a project. How will your superiors view you?

After furiously venting in the office for a while, Zhou Ping finally calmed down. He was sitting on a chair, rubbing his temples, and said to his secretary expressionlessly, "Go and ask Zhao Jinglin. The entire project is completed." How much, give me a specific percentage, and then ask her what she thinks about this matter."

"Hey! Okay." His secretary ran out as if he was amnesty. After all, Zhou Ping still didn't dare to do anything to Zhao Jinglin because the early sunk cost was too high. "If Zhao Jinglin is fired directly, no one will know this." How does a big project end?

"Actually, this project is almost done. The main thing is the final rendering. My plan is for me and the remaining two people to complete the final design. The rendering part will be left to the administration. I will be responsible for technical guidance and give priority to Rendering exterior landscapes and structures.”

Upon hearing Zhao Jinglin's plan, Zhou Ping's secretary almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This Zhao Jinglin is really breaking things. She wants to force everyone in the design institute to oppose her. First, those designers who usually have a lot of money but little to do are also ignored. Now, even the administrative staff are not spared. Could it be that she was really here to rectify the workplace? Zhou Ping's secretary suddenly came up with this somewhat nonsensical idea.

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In fact, he basically guessed it right. Zhao Jinglin wanted to use this project to severely repair those who usually show off their power and take money to do nothing. However, the intensity of the repairs now far exceeded her own imagination. "Many people resigned in succession." .

But she also knew that if she didn't clean up the current mess, there was a high probability that Zhou Ping would turn his business affairs into personal hatred. She wouldn't be able to settle it by just resigning. Zhou Ping's future would be ruined by her. Even if she resigned, she would be cruel. to get back at her, so now she sincerely wants to complete this project.

"Administrative staff? OK, she has the guts! I promise her, but she won't go back to celebrate the New Year herself. She will have to come to work every day until the end of the project. If she dares not to come, she will bear the consequences!" After hearing the secretary's reply, Zhou Ping He laughed angrily, since Zhao Jinglin was so unafraid of death, then he would let her offend everyone and see if anything would happen to her in the end.

As a result, Zhao Jinglin's plan was quickly approved and spread to the ears of all administrative staff. Immediately, some people jumped up to beat Zhao Jinglin.

"Brother Li! Calm down! Are you crazy? This is at work."

"Sister Liu, haven't you noticed that Mr. Zhou is going crazy with that cousin now? Let's take a look at the situation first!"

"Aren't all those people's resignation letters in the human resources department? I heard that they were all approved! This is going to shake things up. Is Mr. Zhou using this matter to optimize the human resources?"

The administrative staff are mostly locals from Shanghai. People who are used to sitting in offices are naturally less courageous and more calculating. Especially today with explosive news, so many people have been forced to resign inexplicably. After deliberation for a long time, the people finally decided to take a closer look at the situation.

Just when the Modern Architectural Design Institute in Shanghai was turbulent and the waves were rising, Xu Xiaoming and his splendid motorcade slowly drove in.

"Mr. Xu, it's been a long time." Zhou Ping smiled and took the initiative to step forward and shake hands with Xu Xiaoming who got off the Mercedes-Benz S600. The storm in the hospital did not affect him and the middle-level and senior management at all. These people were as solemn as usual. Xu Xiaoming and his party were greeted at the entrance of the administrative building.

"Haha, I decided to pay a visit at the last minute. I hope Mr. Zhou won't find it unexpected that I came here." Xu Xiaoming shook hands with Zhou Ping with a smile and then walked side by side with him warmly towards the building. Looking at Xu Xiaoming, there were five cars in total. Zhou Ping's brows wrinkled involuntarily due to the huge lineup of cars.

"Fuck? This kid!" Just as Zhou Ping was about to turn around and go into the building with Xu Xiaoming, he caught a glimpse of a figure in Xu Xiaoming's team from the corner of his eye, and almost cursed him. .