Rebirth of the Routine King

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when I returned to the mall.

In the blink of an eye, it is late autumn again. The autumn wind is blowing, yellow leaves are fluttering, coupled with the continuous drizzle, and the orange street lights simply accentuate the loneliness and depression of autumn to the extreme.

Hu Shishi ran back to the mall again. Today happened to be Saturday, and she took Song Zhiwen to sing at Ye Mei Bar.

Wang Yan drove directly to Dongcheng Warehouse.

It's still a busy scene.

The warehouse was brightly lit, a tractor truck was still unloading goods at the main entrance, and several vans with the words 'Mingji Logistics' were parked at the south gate.

When she walked into Liu Jianan's office, she was on the phone. Wang Yan did not disturb her and sat down on the sofa, smoking leisurely.

After a while, Liu Jianan hung up the phone and said, "Wang Yan, I was just about to tell you! We need to coordinate the delivery of goods, otherwise the gates will be blocked by cars all day long."

Wang Yan nodded: "What kind of coordination method are you talking about?"

"Now the shipment volume has exceeded the production volume. The three production plants do not need to transport to the warehouse every day. Logistics vehicles can go directly to the factory to pick up goods. In this way, it can not only solve the problem of warehouse congestion, but also greatly improve

efficiency."

This is a good idea. The three production factories have to transport several trucks of milk tea to the warehouse every day, and these goods still have to be sent out. It is better to send them directly from the source of the factory. It is just that there are some difficulties in connecting the accounts. There is no other way. OEM

Production is so cumbersome.

Wang Yan smiled and said: "Both you and I are running a business for the first time, and some experience still needs a little exploration. Even if your proposal is not used this year, this model can definitely be implemented in the future. Let's do it! Communicate with the factory.

Leave it to me, and you will complete the scheduling of the goods. Be sure to pay attention to the production date! The backlog of goods must be the primary delivery target."

Liu Jianan nodded: "That's no problem. There is another thing. There are a lot of workers recruited in a short period of time, and accommodation is a bit troublesome. There are also several highly paid managers who have very high requirements for accommodation...

"

Wang Yan pondered for two seconds and said: "The new factory is estimated to be completed by the end of the year. If it doesn't work, let them rent a house nearby, and the company will pay the cost."

Liu Jianan continued: "The work intensity of the business team is too intense! Even Qingqing is so tired that she has a high fever and still insists on going to work. I want to separate the business department and promote an experienced manager to be the manager of the branch...

..”

Wang Yan quickly interrupted: "Liu Jianan, you can just take care of these little things. Don't tell me. I just came from my hometown with great difficulty. Can we talk about something else?"

Liu Jianan said angrily: "Then what do you want to talk about?"

Wang Yan smiled and said: "Why don't you talk about Hao Xiyan! When did you release the ban? I'm curious about this..."

...

After being kicked away by Liu Jianan, Wang Yan returned to his office. Secretary Dong Xiaojie immediately handed over a stack of documents and said: "You just happened to be back. Here are the company's job approval, financial application stamp, and the new factory building."

Some funds are used, and there are also lawsuit certificates from some companies..."

Wang Yan felt dizzy for a while. Suddenly he captured a key piece of information and asked, "Are we being accused?"

Dong Xiaojie nodded: "A food company in the mall said that our products plagiarized their product ideas, and another company from outside said that we infringed on their packaging style. There was also a similar company that was not listed on the market and suspected that we had installed it in their company.

Undercover.

....."

Wang Yan was speechless: "Aren't they kidding? Our products have complete intellectual property rights! They have been registered with the Ministry of Industry and Commerce! Who dares to say that we are fakes?"

Dong Xiaojie nodded: "They are indeed joking. I consulted the relevant law firms and found no substantial evidence in these lawsuits."

Wang Yan frowned and asked: "Since you know there will be no result, why do you still file a lawsuit?"

Dong Xiaojie’s words were concise and concise: “The first is to disgust us, and the second is to prepare to enter the instant milk tea market.”

Wang Yan stopped talking. According to the words of later generations, the behavior of these companies is just to attract traffic.

With Jay Chou's enthusiastic endorsement, Wuxin Mei Milk Tea's momentum is unstoppable! The business volume is increasing every day, and the most important thing is to leverage a new market of infinite value. It is understandable that some people are enthusiastic about it.

Wang Yan asked: "Do you have any good opinions?"

Dong Xiaojie replied: "My suggestion is to reach a cooperative relationship with a well-known law firm. Not only can you deal with the little fleas in front of you, but if there are legal problems in the future, you can also find assistance in the shortest time."

Wang Yan nodded: "That's right. The company is getting bigger and bigger, and it will face more and more problems. This money cannot be saved! Xiaojie, I will leave this matter to you! If there is anything that needs to be communicated,

Give the place to Liu...forget it, just contact me!"

There was a flash of excitement in Dong Xiaojie's eyes. Such an important matter was entirely entrusted to her. This trust was not only reflected in ability, but also related to the recognition of character.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to complete this matter!"

...

Wang Yan finally realized a problem. Managing a company is really a big problem!

Where is the current scale? But in just a short time, so many things have been thrown at me. What if the expansion is doubled? What about five times?

What about developing other businesses?

No wonder they say that the most important thing in the 21st century is talent. They are absolutely right!

Wang Yan is very self-aware. He is only suitable to be a captain, responsible for finding the most abundant land for the big ship Wu Wu Mei. As for maintenance or other aspects, he is not qualified.

Recruiting professional talents is necessary, but it is not the most important thing right now. When the new factory is built, the ship will really set sail.

As for now, with the help of Liu Jianan and others, he won't be too overwhelmed.

...

Ten o'clock is the time for overtime workers to get off work.

Regarding overtime work, Wang Yan's treatment was very generous. In addition, he was really busy during this period. Even Zhuang Qingqing had a high fever and insisted on going to work. Almost everyone consciously chose to work overtime.

After get off work, Wang Yan left the warehouse and went to Ye Mei Bar.

When I arrived at the door of the bar, I was blocked by an unfamiliar security guard.

"I'm sorry, sir, the admission quota for today is already full. Please wait for a while before you can enter."

Wang Yan smiled and said, "How many days have you been working?"

The security guy frowned, looked at Wang Yan, and said with a hint of arrogance in his tone: "Don't worry, I've only been on duty for a few days. There are rules in the bar and no one is allowed in for the time being!"

At this time, the manager of the bar happened to pass by. When he saw Wang Yan, he immediately ran over and led him into the bar himself.

Seeing the manager's fawning expression, the doorman asked in confusion: "Manager, who is this person?"

The manager said angrily: "Who is he? The girl on the stage is his girlfriend!"

"ah!"

The doorman was stunned.

...

Even in the late autumn weather, Song Zhiwen still dressed coolly.

The slim-fitting floral dress made her look slim, and the white shoes on her feet were invincibly youthful. Coupled with her high ponytail and her face that was not pink and white, she was like a lotus that emerged from the mud and was unstained. In the bar, a place where people are mixed.

Inside, it blooms brilliantly.

After so many performances, she has performed with ease, whether it is the calmness of the typhoon, the skills of singing, or the emotional investment.

Wang Yan watched for a while in the audience, and he felt more and more that even a first-line star was nothing more than this.

Song Zhiwen's eyes are always scattered and light when singing. Out of politeness, she looks at the audience most of the time, but her eyes will never stay on a person for more than one second!

No matter how outstanding the person looks, or how many attendants he has with him.

Soon, those in the audience noticed something unusual.

This singer who has always had a temperament as light as a chrysanthemum and an expression as cold as ice suddenly laughed!

It's not the kind of polite smile you would have when meeting a friend, but a smile that comes from the heart and is as beautiful as a flower.

It was this sudden smile that caused the singing rhythm to be slightly disrupted, and the singing ended early before the allotted time.

...

Even though Song Zhiwen was so popular in the bar, she was still a 21-year-old girl surrounded by love. She had not seen Wang Yan for a few days, so naturally she missed her very much.

After getting out of his Raptor, Song Zhiwen playfully jumped on Wang Yan's back.

Wang Yan was also very cooperative, holding her two buttocks with both hands, and slowly walked into the villa amidst her light singing.

Not even watching cartoons, Song Zhiwen took Wang Yan to the bathroom to take a shower.

Sensing the strange charm on Song Zhiwen's eyebrows, Wang Yan started teasing her halfway through washing, rubbing her feet, touching her hands and mouth...

Song Zhiwen is a very conservative girl. From the beginning of their relationship until now, the shameful ritual is only allowed to happen in bed, and it must be covered with a quilt.

But today, her love was a bit overflowing, and since she hadn't seen him for several days, she half-heartedly allowed Wang Yan to do whatever he wanted.

Suddenly, a primitive cry resounded in the steamy bathroom.

...

Wu Chen came back from Tai'an City, but he didn't bring back any useful news.

According to him, he found the business office that issued the mysterious number and obtained more information through bribery: the number was activated four months ago.

The surveillance in the store can only save video images from the past three months, so the clues to find the owner of the number through surveillance are gone.

Wu Chen refused to give up and asked the staff to think about it carefully.

But this is really difficult for people. There are at least hundreds of people who come to the store to handle the number every day, and it happened four months ago. No matter how hard the staff tries, they don't have any clue.

After hearing what Wu Chen said and seeing the annoyance on his face, Wang Yan smiled and comforted him a few words.

Although he did not know the identity of the number owner, Wang Yan did not feel disappointed. He felt that this number would definitely send him messages again.

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