When will I have a long tassel?

Han Weichang reflexively reached out to cover his face, but Tang Zifeng showed no mercy. He raised his foot and kicked Han Weichang in the stomach. Han Weichang fell back onto the sofa, his head hitting the wooden handle of the sofa with a bang. , and a bulge was knocked out.

"Director Tang, I...I was wrong!"

Han Weichang burst into tears. This was partly caused by the pain of being beaten, but also by fear. Some of it was due to the fact that he had been struggling with his thoughts these past few days and his nerves were highly tense. He was slapped by Tang Zifeng. Feet, psychological collapse immediately.

Han Weichang is a Benwu person. As the director of the sales department, he is ranked very high among the middle-level cadres of Linyiji. He has some status in the factory, let alone going outside. Who dares not to Address him respectfully as "Mr. Han". But even so, he always felt humble in front of Tang Zifeng. Tang Zifeng slapped him so hard that he not only didn't dare to resist, he didn't even dare to feel any resentment.

"Stand up! Stand up straight!"

Tang Zifeng yelled at Han Weichang, and then went back to his seat.

Han Weichang stood up obediently and walked to Tang Zifeng's desk. He stood at attention and did not move. Even though his face was covered with snot and tears, he did not dare to wipe it. He just stood pitifully, waiting for Tang Zifeng to cry.

Seeing Han Weichang's appearance, Tang Zifeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, when he hit Han Weichang just now, he felt a little uneasy and didn't know how Han Weichang would react. He was 60 to 70% sure that Han Weichang would be a coward. This was based on his previous understanding of Han Weichang. But there is also a 30% to 40% chance that Han Weichang will go berserk.

After all, being beaten and being scolded are two different things. In the past, when Tang Zifeng scolded Han Weichang, Han Weichang would not dare to stab him, but if he was slapped instead, would Han Weichang still accept it?

Tang Zifeng's pretentious behavior just now was to intensify the psychological pressure on Han Weichang, so that Han Weichang had no chance to have the idea of ​​resistance. Once the initial sense of humiliation disappears, Han Weichang will no longer be able to muster the courage to question Tang Zifeng's violent behavior, and he will completely become a docile little sheep.

"Tell me how it happened, from beginning to end. Don't hide anything!" Tang Zifeng ordered.

"Is such that……"

Sure enough, facing Tang Zifeng's lust, Han Weichang confessed honestly.

According to Han Weichang, he actually has no interest in going to "that kind of place" and knows that this is a bad thing. But unfortunately some customers flattered him in every possible way and insisted on making arrangements for him. He was also worried that refusing such arrangements would affect the company's image, so he had no choice but to do so...

"Wait, Han Weichang, did I hear you correctly? You said that not going to that kind of place would affect the company's image. What kind of logic is this?" Tang Zifeng was surprised. I have only heard that places like the past would affect the image, but I have never heard that not going there would affect the image. Is there something wrong with the values ​​of this world?

"This is what's going on outside now..." Han Weichang said nonchalantly, "The bosses of those township enterprises are like a one-stop shop when receiving guests, eating, singing, bathing and so on. They said that with my status..."

At this point, he didn't dare to talk any more. Talking about status in front of Tang Zifeng, isn't this just looking for trouble?

"Tell me, go on, what's wrong with your status?" Tang Zifeng urged.

"Director Tang, this is what they said. In fact, I know that I, Old Han, am nothing. I am only where I am today because of your support, Director Tang. I deserve to die! I was wrong!" Han Weichang said Then he raised his hand and slapped himself twice on the face. He often practiced slapping himself at home, and now he is very skilled at it. Those two slaps sounded loud, but in fact, his face did not hurt at all.

Tang Zifeng is not such an easy person to fool. He sneered: "Mr. Han, why are you doing this? The sales director of a large state-owned factory handles hundreds of millions of sales a year. How many people will surround you when you go out. You say you are nothing, isn't that too modest?"

"No, no, Director Tang, I was really wrong. Otherwise, please beat me again." Han Weichang begged anxiously.

Tang Zifeng fell out when he said he was going to fall out. He picked up his own water glass from the table and threw it at it. At the same time, he shouted sternly: "Han Weichang, you think I don't dare to hit you! Don't think you can get away with pretending to be crazy and stupid in front of me. Look. Look what you have become now! You wear famous brands, wear famous watches, eat, drink, go whoring and gamble a lot, but you still don’t have any semblance of a human being!

"Recall for yourself, what were you like a few years ago? Kuhaha, you have to travel thousands of kilometers by train to repair machine tools for others. You can make dozens of dollars and be happy like a fool. I have taken a fancy to you for your hard work and hard work. I take you to do business, create opportunities for you, and finally leave the entire sales department to you to manage.

"What's the result? You get used to it when you make some money, and when you have some power, you start to show off? People compliment you a few times, but do you really think of yourself as President Han? You are a piece of shit, President Han! I tell you, it's you If you do these things, I can send you to sift sand in a minute. If your wife knew what you did, do you believe she would divorce you immediately, and you would be prepared to live with your Rolex watch for the rest of your life! "

"I..." Han Weichang was stunned by Tang Zifeng's barrage of accusations, and he didn't know how to excuse himself.

"What are you? Think about it for yourself, who are you! When you told me that you had two children to raise, one was 14 and the other was 16, you had to make money for them. In order to make money for them, you You dared to stand at the door of the golden car and hold up a sign to ask for money, and you were not shy in the face of the police. At that time, you were Han Weichang, the husband of Sun Fangmei, the father of your two children, a tough man.

"But now, what kind of thing are you? You hang out with a bunch of nouveau riche all day long, competing with others on food, clothing, and luxury watches. You even dare to make mistakes in your lifestyle. Do you think that you will become a superior person by doing this? Do you have face? Do you think that spraying some perfume can cover up the smell of scum on you? Let me ask you, every time you come back from a business trip and see your wife and children, do you feel Ashamed? When your two children surround you and call you 'Dad', do you have the nerve to agree?"

"I..." Han Weichang was startled for a moment, then suddenly squatted down, covered his face and started crying, tears pouring out from his fingers. This time, he was not crying out of fear, but filled with regret and self-blame.

To be honest, Han Weichang really didn't like those jewelery accessories on his body. The Rolex watch he bought at a high price made him feel very awkward wearing it on his hand. If it weren't for the purpose of comparing with others, he would prefer to wear his old-fashioned Pujiang watch. It is not so heavy and not so eye-catching. If he accidentally bumps it somewhere, he will not feel distressed.

As for being arranged to be a "one-stop service", Han Weichang did find it a bit novel the first time, but afterwards he was more disgusted than happy. He has never been able to accept those promiscuous women, but he had no choice but to appear "battle-hardened" in front of the small bosses of township enterprises. In his heart, he felt that his yellow-faced woman was a hundred times more lovable than those natural beauties.

How did you get to this point? Han Weichang really couldn't remember. It seemed that after making some money, he started to drift away. The more important reason was the chance encounter with He Jian. It was precisely because he saw He Jian's style that he developed a desire to compare with others, and he couldn't help but reach this point.

When Han Weichang first went out to do business with Tang Zifeng, although it was a bit harder and more tiring, and he was teased by Tang Zifeng every day, he felt that it was a good time. After hard work, he can make money. When he comes home with the commission, the surprised expression on his wife's face is the best reward he can get.

In the past two years, his status has increased. He wears designer suits and Rolex watches, eats delicacies from the mountains and seas, and is always flattered by others. But for some reason, the happiness he feels is getting less and less day by day. Sometimes he would fight with customers and get very drunk. Others said that Mr. Han was refreshing, but only he knew that what he drank was not wine, but loneliness...

Why is this? Han Weichang questioned himself loudly in his heart.

"Okay, stop crying."

Tang Zifeng opened the drawer, found a pack of tissues, and threw it at Han Weichang. Han Weichang just covered his face and cried, not paying attention to Tang Zifeng throwing things at him. The tissue hit his hand and fell to the ground before Han Weichang noticed it. He glanced down, picked up the tissues, took out two and wiped the tears on his face, stood up, and stopped crying.

"Okay, sit back on the sofa."

Tang Zifeng waved to Han Weichang. Han Weichang sat back obediently, and Tang Zifeng also walked out from behind the desk, pulled up a chair, sat opposite Han Weichang, and then said in a heart-to-heart tone:

"Old Han, it's not that I don't respect you. Your performance in this period really makes me feel disappointed. I beat you because I believe that your nature is good and your conscience is still intact. You make money too fast and you are not promoted. Too fast, the poor suddenly become rich, and it is inevitable that your mind will be lost. No one slaps you, and you will never wake up."

Han Weichang nodded: "I know, Director Tang, you slapped me well. Without your slap, I, Old Han, wouldn't have known how big of a mistake I would have made. Zheng Guowei, the factory director of Linyi Machinery, and the pipe factory Commander, Hou Wang, the old director of our sales department, actually made mistakes step by step like this, and finally lost his reputation. If I, Old Han, continue like this, I might end up like them."

"If you can think like this, it means you can still be saved." Tang Zifeng said.

Hitting someone and still getting the other person's thanks is a state of life. Han Weichang's performance also made Tang Zifeng feel that his slap just now was not in vain, and Han Weichang was still a redeemable person. If he slapped him and he still didn't repent, then he would have no choice but to kill Ma Su with tears and let the powerful department teach Han Weichang how to behave.