How Did I Become a God

　　Shunning District Science and Technology Park, there are many small buildings of six or seven stories in the shade of greenery. There was no one in the street. The environment is elegant and quiet.

　　Haike is on the fifth floor of Building 21 in the Science Park.

　　As a pure food e-commerce company, they do not have many staff. About twenty people.

　　 The leading companies in the food e-commerce industry are the "Three Squirrels". It was valued at 4 billion in 2015, with sales of several billion. The annual sales of Haike are about 10 million yuan. Belongs to the younger brother in the industry.

　　Haike rented an area office on the fifth floor. There is also a startup company engaged in mobile phone software.

　　 At around eleven in the morning, the project manager Lao Luo's tantrum spread throughout the company. The project manager is equivalent to the minister in the company structure of Haike. Further up is the company's vice president and general manager.

　　 Yesterday, Lao Luo followed the Henghu Medicine purchase order failed. He was going to have a summary meeting this morning. As a result, Jing Gaoda of his group sent a text message to ask for leave in the morning. This is awesome!

　　 If you don’t get rid of it, who do you get rid of?

　　 Followed by some gossip circulated in various communication groups of the company. Roughly it is about Jinggao's poor performance in this project, which dragged down the group.

　　 Tian Yi and Tang Yunhan’s work stations approached.

　　 The gossip in the group was released by Tian Yi. He poured two glasses of water back, put the water glass by Tang Yunhan's hand, and laughed in a low voice: "Yunhan, have a meal together at noon?"

　　 After coming back last night, he invited Tang Yunhan, the company’s "Golden Flower", to have a meal together, and now he has to strike while the iron is hot.

　　 Tang Yunhan was combing a ball head today, wearing a beige dress with a jacket, and in a relaxed and lively style, saying: "Okay." The project failed, and the bonus was in vain. She happily agreed to someone invited to dinner. Asked: "Where is Lao Wu?"

　　 Tian Yoshihide pointed to the conference room, "Called Manager Luo to talk. It is probably this project. Hey, Jing Gao is about to be fired. What do you think he thinks? Ask for leave today!"

　　 Tang Yunhan showed a sardonic smile on his face. Yesterday Jing Gao got off the car, which made her feel uncomfortable.

　　 While the two people here were talking, in the meeting room, Manager Luo was also talking to Lao Wu about the failed project "Henghu".

　　 At the oval-shaped conference table, two people sit next to each other. Smoky.

　　 "Old Wu, our company's situation is heavy sales. You are a veteran employee, and you should know exactly what it means to lose this million orders."

　　 Lao Wu is an old fried dough stick, holding a cigarette in his hand, and said: "Manager Luo, look at my performance in the second half of the year. Actually, the failure of this project is not because we did not do well enough, but because the opponent made a loss!"

　　 "Yeah." Manager Luo is thirty-four years old, a fat man, and there is encouragement in his eyes looking at Old Wu.

Old Wu said again: "Of course, this reason cannot be justified in front of Mr. Wei. The responsibility is still to be borne by others. As a quality control, if there is a problem with Jing Gao, he should bear the responsibility. He should not be involved in the entire project team alone. "

　　 The law of the workplace is: dead daoists do not die poor dao.

　　 Manager Luo patted Lao Wu on the shoulder and sighed: "Old Wu, there are such careless employees in the company, and I am very sad."

　　 At this time, the phone that Manager Luo placed on the conference table rang suddenly.

　　 Manager Luo saw that it was Jing Gao’s number, waited two more seconds, then the connection was made, and said in a vicious voice, "What's the matter?"

　　 His suppressed anger was conveyed through these small details.

　　 "Manager Luo, I have already negotiated the supply contract with the exhibition manager of Henghu Pharmaceutical. Please contact him and arrange for someone to sign the contract in the past."

　　 toot.

　　 The phone hangs up.

　　 The blue veins on Manager Luo's forehead violently jumped, and he smiled angrily.

　　 This kid said carelessly about the contract, called to send him, and even dared to hang up his phone. If he doesn't fire this kid, he writes "Luo" backwards.

　　 Old Wu smoked a cigarette and laughed, "Jing Gao is afraid that he is demented? The exhibition manager of Henghu Medicine will negotiate a contract with him?"

Manager Luo nodded, walked back and forth twice in the conference room, extinguished the cigarette in his hand, dialed Zhande, a smile naturally appeared on his face, "Manager Zhan, eh, it's me, it's me ."

　　 "Manager Luo, you have capable people under your hand. Let's go to the Longhu Building in the afternoon, and we have signed the supply contract."

What? Manager Luo was holding his cell phone, and Dabing's face was at a loss. What did he hear? Jing Gao really negotiated the business!

　　 The old fritters, old Wu sitting in the soft metal office chair, also looked sluggish. Zhande's voice reached his ears clearly. But how is this possible? He still doesn't know what kind of person Jing Gao is?

　　 Then what did he ridicule Jing Gao just now?

　　 The cigarette in Old Wu's hand fell on his pants, a big hole was burnt, "hiss", and he got up in a hurry

　　 Manager Luo woke up from a daze, and said in a loud voice: "Okay, okay. Thank you. Thank you."

　　 Hanging up, Manager Luo rubbed his face vigorously, his smile couldn't hide. Strode out of the meeting room. As for Lao Wu, who cares about him patiently now?

　　 Manager Luo clapped his hands and said loudly: "Everyone, Jing Gao just won the 1 million order contract for Henghu Pharmaceutical! Come on!"

　　 This is Haike’s corporate culture. After you win a big order, you have to shout in the office and cheer together!

　　In an instant, there was silence in the office. Many people go to the computer subconsciously. What did I say in the group?

　　 Tian Yi and Tang Yunhan looked at each other, shocked. This...what's going on? Jing Gao asked for leave in the morning to do this.

　　 Then everyone applauded.

I go! People shouldn't be in appearance. Haike has a fierce man!

　　 "Papa Papa."

　　 Some people’s faces hurt.

　　...

　　...

　　 The red BMW shuttles in the lane like a dexterous fish, moving forward smoothly to the destination.

　　 The place to eat is recommended by Qiao Shuang, UU reading www.uukanshu. com is a famous Japanese restaurant.

　　 Jing Gao was sitting in the back of the car chatting with her about food, and while chatting, he received a call from Manager Luo, "Manager Luo?"

　　 "Ha, what is Manager Luo? Just call me Lao Luo. Jing Gao, I don't know that you went to work in the morning, and your attitude on the phone was not good. I apologize to you."

　　 The corners of Jing’s high mouth could not help but cocked up, and said in a kind-hearted manner: "Lao Luo, should I make things a bonus?"

　　 "Yes, of course. I sign the contract in the afternoon and I will apply to Mr. Wei. This order will reward you with 50,000 yuan."

　　 Luo Fatty is not a fool. Jing Gaoneng must have the resources or ability to deal with Henghu Medicine. Such subordinates are worth making heavy injections.

　　 Jing smiled and said, "Lao Luo, I am a little tired recently, and I plan to take a week off."

　　 "What do you mean to ask for leave? Paid leave. Ten days. I approved it."

　　Jing Gao said: "Thank you. In addition, I reported two things to the company under my real name. First, in the order of Jiayue Electronics last year, salesperson Tian Yi accepted a bribe of 30,000 yuan from the other party to lower the company's offer.

　　 Second, Lao Wu, who is in charge of contacting production, has an online shop on Taobao and JD.com, and uses the company's channels to get and sell goods. The name of the online shop is "Old Wu Husband and Wife Shop". I am afraid that there will be a net profit of more than two hundred thousand yuan a year. "

　　 "I will report to Mr. Wei. Don't worry, there will be a result."

　　 hung up the phone, Jing Gao felt relieved and put the phone down. At this time, the red BMW X1 was slowly driving through a dark and light street.

The buildings on both sides of 　　 are not too high, the late spring sun shone on the shop signs and pedestrians. The sycamore leaves are dancing in the spring breeze, and the tranquil and vivid breath of life blows across the face.

　　Time is so beautiful!