Strong Counterattack

The boss of Hongyang looked quietly.

Zhang Chan is not quite what he imagined. Carrying a stale bag, the cloth bag stretched back and hung loosely. The face looks exactly like Ms. Zhao, but the temperament is exactly the same as that of Mr. Yu.

It wasn't as petty as he thought. Sure enough to be admitted to a prestigious school, its own qualifications are still very good.

The boss of Hongyang didn't know for a moment whether he said his old classmate had good luck or bad luck.

This kind of terrible thing can't be encountered by most people. But children who have been transferred to the countryside without education have become social elites and become independent and self-reliant early 20 years later, which is basically a miracle.

If Zhang Chan could n’t make it, and his character was still arrogant, the old days would definitely not be so peaceful.

And ... hey! He raised his own son by his own hands, and finally cheered long live even if he passed the exam. When he was A, he also worked and made money to be self-sufficient. Dream about it. This is the biggest child education problem in life. Older people are directly cleared at full level. What else is unsatisfactory?

Zhang Song bowed to him and said, "Hello."

The boss of Hongyang quickly laughed and said, "What kind of politeness? Just call me Uncle Fan. You can try it here first to see if you can adapt. We are going to prepare a Mid-Autumn Festival gift box here recently. Everyone may work harder. If there is any problem, tell Uncle Fan, Uncle Fan will help you solve it. "

Zhang Chan didn't say anything: "I know. I'll trouble you."

Uncle Fan beckoned and asked the person in charge of the purchasing department to take a chapter and read the past to understand the work. When the time comes, take her to see the goods and negotiate the price and invoice.

Raw material prices have generally risen this year, and it is uncertain when suppliers will suddenly raise prices again. This has led to a significant increase in their costs. The price of products signed earlier may not remain profitable. The demand is large, and they may need to reconsider the cost-effectiveness of major manufacturers to suppress costs as much as possible. Make another decision. This will undoubtedly be a big project.

And in the case of controlling prices, we must ensure quality. Even producers with experience in cooperation cannot be completely assured. Once the price is lowered, the other party's mouth is no matter how beautiful it is, and it is possible to replace the non-compliant finished product to recharge it. Nowadays, people do business, and they have a set of operations. Had to guard.

In short, purchasing is a depressing job. High pressure and long working hours consume physical strength and particularly hurt the throat. The manager who drove out of the house brought the wolfberry honey water with him to keep an aura that no one should enter. When you can't speak, just shut up and miss your own pitiful tenderness, and use the cold air of the air conditioner to adapt to the cool feeling above your head in advance.

·

For half a day, they drove to two distant places in the suburbs and saw six or seven manufacturers.

She followed the manager, listening to a few people bargaining there.

The manager didn't seem to be very satisfied with the goods. He hadn't made much noise. His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he was there with the supplier, trying to get them out.

She also looked at it, and felt that the quality of the things taken out by the other party was indeed not very good, and was only of moderate to low quality on the market. The price ... is also cheap, but it is still more expensive than they planned.

From 1 pm to 7 pm, there was nothing to gain. It was half past eight when we returned to the factory, and we had a chance to eat a half-cool dinner.

Because driving is inconvenient in some places, there is a long way in the middle. Several people were quite exhausted, and they chose a place in the quiet cafeteria and buried their heads in silence.

The radish and braised fish that were just served on the table are left in the afternoon, and they are quite similar. The aunt who worked overtime in the kitchen went to cook the hot soup, seaweed oil and tofu, and there was no minced meat in it.

Zhang Chan doesn't pay attention, she can't eat anything at all, just hungry. He swallowed for a while before slowing down the speed of eating, and took the soup bite by bite.

The purchasing department manager peered carefully at his eyes.

Because Uncle Fan deliberately explained, he did psychological construction for himself. Before leaving, I kept telling myself to tolerate the young woman ’s reasonable arrogance, encourage her when she was reluctant, give her comfort, and support her to go on. When she feels tired, she should take a proper rest to adjust her rhythm. As a result, when he was busy, he forgot, and he felt that the little girl was obedient and useful.

He thought Zhang Shun would complain, but as a result, people didn't say anything until they went back to the dorm to rest at night. They were not particularly attentive, but they were not particularly indifferent. They simply greeted them before leaving, and looked at a good boy who was not fancy and pragmatic.

Several people were relieved and thankful.

How can there be such a good-spoken employee now? Each of them is a spoiled baby. Being able to work on time is considered dedicated. Usually, I take the opportunity to lazily touch the fish. After working hard, I will sigh and sigh.

I heard that she is also the daughter of a big boss. Why is that big boss so cruel to her daughter? How can this be brought up?

·

The next day, the purchasing manager went out again with the chapter recitation. This time I set off in the morning. I first went to a company that I saw yesterday to see if I could knock down the price that was not discussed yesterday.

What is completely different from yesterday is that when reading the goods and discussing the price today, Zhang Chan was able to insert words. Not only did he put in the words, but he was right, and he could not tell that he was a layman.

Including the specifications, quality, and origin of the raw materials, they can all come in handy, helping the manager to make up the part that is stuck due to the chaos of the brain. The logic is clear and the expression is accurate. Soon the rhythm of the conversation was pulled away and held in his hand.

The seller tried to refute several times, but found that the other party was more professional than himself, and his face turned red, and he looked like a living ghost. He started with a mantra: "I tell you, you don't know, this material it ..."

Zhang Chan raised his face and proudly said, "I know."

"You ... you should know more if you know that our price can no longer be lower!"

"I suggest you can learn a little bit about economics and financial management. Many people think that as long as they add, subtract, multiply, and divide when they do business, there will be various omissions in cost management, which will lead to greater losses and losses. avoid."

Zhang Chan took a book full of words and said: "We are all reasonable people and should use data to speak. Last night, I calculated the final price according to your quotation and preliminary calculation. It is like this, our purchase order , To a large extent, can help you clear inventory. And too much backlog of goods will increase your inventory costs. If you save this part of the cost, the price you can give, in fact, should be lower. In addition, about freight and Loading and unloading fees ... so I suggest signing the agreement as soon as possible. The sooner you reach a cooperation, the more you will make. "

The other side was stunned by her, and the whole person was stunned. Mathematics can't compare with her, she has been "foreheaded" for a long time, let her lead the rhythm, and didn't find her state for a long time.

"You, you ... what are you investigating?"

Zhang Song modestly said: "We just want to seek cooperation. So we must also consider it for you. No thanks."

Several people in the purchasing department opened their mouths and looked at her one by one, dismissed the other party's price, and finally circled a target price.

Zhang Chan raised his head and asked, "Did you understand? If the data is not understood, I can say it again."

The service provider said: "No need. I'm thinking about it."

·

A few people left the factory and were ready to go out and find a restaurant to treat and relax.

The manager of the purchasing department fastened his seat belt and asked Zhang to recite: "Have you done your homework?"

Zhang Chan nodded: "I checked some data and counted some data. I usually do more case studies, and I think the benefits before me are more effective than human feelings."

The manager was surprised, "What time did you sleep last night? Don't you feel tired?"

Chapter recitation: "Professional."

The manager deeply admires that he does not have a high degree of education. He has always relied on experience and experience. He admired this: "What is your major? Sales? Statistics? Or materials?"

Zhang Shun looked straight ahead and said lightly: "No, I mean, I am professional."

manager:"……"

In an instant, there was a feeling of being flashed.

·

Uncle Fan originally wanted to investigate Zhang Chan. In his plan, it was good for Zhang Chan to persevere, but the other party apparently exceeded the task.

For one day, the manager of the purchasing department, who was rumored to be impersonal, was conquered by her. She ran over to blow her a rainbow of farts and said she was definitely a talent. He was also asked to transfer people to the logistics early. I came here to be a part-time job. It's so hot, and it's estimated that heat stroke is not necessary if I continue to work like this.

Uncle Fan ran out of the office, only to find that Zhang Chan even helped unload the goods in the warehouse.

One's attitude and personality may be disguised, but the habit is not to pretend. Zhang Chan's smooth and fluent movements are obviously a good workman, enough to prove that she is not the first time to do such rough work. Sweaty sweats, the clothes were soaked with dampness, and they held their feet full of strength, doing inventory there.

Her skeleton is small and her body is actually thin and weak. As soon as she exerts force, her collarbone protrudes outwards, and her arms are flushed because of friction. Uncle Fan looked distressed from afar.

Why do you fight so hard? Do you know that your child is a related household? !

Uncle Fan hurriedly said: "Xiao chant, don't move, take a rest first!"

Zhang Chan wiped his forehead, looking at the rows of boxes on the ground and said: "Having left half of it. After checking the inventory, you will sign and make a payment. After you finish, rest."

Although statistics and auditing are not the main courses of chapter recitation, they also need to be learned. She unpacked while counting, and moved quickly.

The manager yelled at several people next to him: "Look at the small chants of others, and then look at you. Are you all embarrassed? Too lazy like the mud on the beach. All move!"

Uncle Fan simply helped in the past, several people cooperated together, and the inventory here soon ended. All inspections are included in the database.

Uncle Fan grabbed Zhang Chan back to his office, opened a bottle of ice orange juice for her, handed it over and said, "Aren't you used to it?"

Zhang Chan drunk hard for half a bottle. Both inside and outside were comfortable, and he said with a stir: "It's okay."

Uncle Fan quickly adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner a little to avoid blowing people off and asked, "Have you ever worked?"

"Always."

Zhang Chan's face was a little itchy, and he grabbed it with his hand, and soon began to flush again. She sat on the chair next to her, lowered her eyelids, and looked at the ground vainly.

Uncle Fan said with a smile: "I thought you college students don't do this kind of work. Isn't A's students very profitable as tutors?"

"I don't do much now. I used to do high school and junior high school before." Zhang Chan beat his back and said, "Tuition and living expenses can't be earned. Minors can't find ordinary part-time jobs. Go errands and do hard work for people. They look at me younger and will give more. "

Uncle Fan was shocked again: "No? Don't you attend high school? Where did you go to high school? Your adoptive parents can't afford tuition? How can you make it yourself?"

Zhang Song frowned, apparently not wanting to say more. The voice said dryly: "I'm going back to take a bath, can I rest in the afternoon?"

Uncle Fan nodded: "Oh, you go. Take a good rest, don't catch a cold. Tell Uncle Fan if you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhang Chan's footsteps were somewhat vain, and as soon as she left, Uncle Fan immediately called Yu Xizheng.

He chatted with each other for more than two hours. The more he listened, the more dignified his expression was, and then there was no more anger behind him, so he could only sigh.

"You two children, let me say something? Do you think you are an adult? The crying child only has milk! Your dad was careless, you don't say how he knows?" Uncle Fan said. "Okay, let me talk to him. What is confidential? What is the secret of your young people? I tell you that you can't tell the situation! What dignity are you talking about in front of your family? Are you still fighting, are you worthless? Here? People can't get it! "

Uncle Fan: "Okay, you don't need to say it, I won't tell you, I will tell your dad. If you really want to recite, tell your dad the truth. Come to those who are empty!"

·

Uncle Fan was so angry that he wanted to teach him a lesson. Hang up the phone, immediately contacted Mr. Yu, and asked him to come out for dinner.

Mr. Yu will go home to accompany his children at night, saying that he is not free. At noon the next day, I booked a private room at a small restaurant near the factory and ordered a table of dishes, waiting for him to come.

The two chatted while eating, from the children's transcripts to those things in the university, chatting very cheerfully.

Halfway through the meal, both stopped chopsticks. Mr. Yu started to make tea.

A light and refreshing fragrance rose from the private room, soothing the spirits.

Mr. Yu casually asked about the chapter recitation.

Uncle Fan said: "Old, since you asked, I will say a fair word, I hope you listen to it. Zhang Chan is really good to this child. She came to our factory to work in less than a week. You Go and ask, none of them said that she was bad. Hard work, attentiveness, down-to-earth, and a sharp eye, this A is really not a white test. It ’s hard to see your son out of the cold.

Mr. Yu laughed: "OK, how long have you known each other? You have been recovered by her?"

"It's true." Uncle Fan said, patting his arm. "Older, this child is particularly strong in self-esteem. He is afraid to be taken lightly by others. If he doesn't understand, he will redouble his efforts. Live. She is still young, I feel distressed and old. Her character is really like you, but you are much better than her. You have money at home, and she has a long way to go and is still suffering. "

Mr. Yu was upset: "It seems like I don't have money for my dad! I haven't lost his property."

Uncle Fan said: "You have money and her money are two things. You don't care, your ex-wife doesn't care, she suffered so much when she was a child, she still supports herself. How big is the difference?"

Mr. Yu knew that his friends would not run against him deliberately, and he was still a little bit dissatisfied with his family affairs and was accused: "Lao Fan, how can you not understand what you said?"

Uncle Fan said: "Have you known about her adoptive parents' family?"

"She didn't tell me." Mr. Yu paused for a moment and asked, "Did she tell you?"

Uncle Fan shook his head and said, "Okay, you do n’t have to guess here. Although she has no father-daughter relationship with you, she is also your own. You are so cautious about her speculation and do n’t blame her for being cold. She did n’t tell me After your complaint, I did not say that you were not, even her adoptive parents didn't mention a word. It was because I vaguely felt wrong that I asked for less than. Less than wanted to hide me at first, I said a few more words before The truth. Both children have ideas, "

Mr. Yu said abruptly: "Why? Is there anything I can't say?"

Uncle Fan sighed and said, "Xiao Chang's adoptive parents are not human beings. Her parents are old-fashioned and very patriarchal. She has never wanted Xiao Chan to go to school, forcing her to stay in the country to work. Xiao Chan went to high school At that time, the tuition and living expenses were borne by her. Not only that, they also reached out and took money from her. After going to university, let Xiao Chan send them 10,000 yuan a month ... "

Mr. Yu's tea bowl pressed **** the table: "They are sick! Asking for money from students? Or high school students, but also ... ten thousand yuan? Go steal it? You didn't make it?"

"I said that I just went to the village and asked. I knew that I was scared when I went to their village. It was totally a small recitation as a slave." Uncle Fan patted the table, "Little recitation, good grades, every year The college scholarship is enough for her to pay the tuition fee. She has not stopped working, has been leading three to five tutors, and usually helps her students in class tutoring. From college to the present, either she is making money in class or pushing herself. It ’s tight, there ’s no time for rest. The people in these schools know that Xiao Chan is very famous. She also has a nickname called madman. Where did all the money go? Her foster parents. Because if If she did n’t give money, they would dare to come to school to make trouble. Xiao Chan was afraid that this was threatened again and again by the other party. "

The light flashed in Mr. Yu's eyes, and on his face was the expression of world collapse. Mouth slightly open, full of incredible.

Uncle Fan licked his lips and continued, "I'm too old, I can't hear it. Xiao Chan spent twenty years in that house, and I couldn't imagine what life I had when I was a kid. What did she do wrong? "It can't always be said that she deserves it?"

Mr. Yu: "Why didn't she tell me?"

"I think she doesn't want to recognize you as your dad! You just treat her as an outsider. She feels it, and feels sad in her heart, and would rather care about working for me instead of looking for you." Uncle Fan said, "You think She has been bullied by her parents for so many years, and finally found a kiss. She was happy and wanted to recognize you. As a result, you all take her as a trouble, look down on her, pervert her, she is so smart and so sensitive Child, can't you understand? She is so strong that she fell from the highest place, no matter how sad she is, and she is not happy to let you know and tell you a joke. "

Mr. Yu glared: "What am I doing with my daughter? I'm sick too?"

"I can't figure out what you are doing!" Uncle Fan said, "You gave her a house, but she was taken away by her adoptive parents. Stay away from the heartbroken parents. You are fine, once the house is delivered, the people are brought back to her, and they are closer, they can't run away. I feel that she is unlucky! You don't say compensation, anyway, less than There must be such treatment? No! I do n’t give a little money after the house is delivered, and I do n’t ask her what she needs. In the end, the two children discuss themselves and help each other. But what do the two of them know? Too simple. In fact, anyone who has met such a rogue has not continued to be bullied by them! I know that I am suffering and fighting with you. "

"I ... my ..."

Mr. Yu's lips twitched, and he couldn't find a sentence to excuse himself. The emotion was swallowed by anger and thumped off the table.

"Why not?"

He can ignore the chapter recitation, because they are very strange. But Zhang Chan is still his daughter after all.

Thinking of her exile, it was supposed to be a life of splendid food and wantonly publicity, but it was difficult and careful. Desperately trying to change his life, he was blocked by his loved ones. Gritting his teeth in doubt and hardship, he was knocked down again and again by the other's shamelessness. I felt panicked in my heart. I feel that when I am most stumped in my life, I can't compare to the fractions now.

She must have been miserable and wondered why her parents did not love her. I must have been happy, it turns out that it is not a biological parent. I must have looked forward to it, thinking I could live a new life.

Why? Dare to bully his daughter just like that group of deflated ones? !