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I felt anguish in my heart. I really want to rub my face comfortably like Lao Huang, but if I rub it, I'm afraid I will get the liquid foundation on my hand.

I will be back to work in the company again in a week, and I am adapting to the instinctive life that used to be day after day.

"My friends," the boss clapped his hands. "We have done everything and paid a lot for every market we are responsible for. How many solutions have been brought back to life in our hands? Which nitpicking third party does not rely on Did we negotiate on frequent business trips?"

I recovered from his high fives and listened carefully.

"In Southeast Asia, we have at least two competing products. Why do we have such a high market share? It is because of the **** idea that a brainless decision-maker above thinks, crab shells will be dismembered, and the market will be eaten by second-rate companies next door. , Is this what you want? I don't want it." He even said swearing in his usual tone, but his eyes were extremely serious.

"I don't want to." I looked at Lao Huang, and he shook his head again and again.

"I'm not asking to win. In fact, this is not a victory or defeat. BCG is not our complete enemy." He paused, "But the position of analyzing and solving problems cannot be in BCG, they are just Come and help. But these helping hands hold us or someone else—this is a place that can be changed. Okay? Let’s work hard in this direction."

This statement coincides with what the big boss said before. I couldn't help but move my eyebrows.

"Do you have any ideas?" the boss suddenly asked.

"Huh?" I looked up. "I agree with you, Rudra."

I have to have ideas, our department will not be so passive anymore.

Seeing Lao Huang did not answer, the boss' brows fell, and he nodded slowly, as if he was making a decision. I was wondering, abruptly, the boss said: "Yao, first make a priority distinction for your work."

What?

I froze for a moment, coughed slightly, and nodded to the computer screen to signal that I was listening.

“I don’t need too much pre-preparation for the follow-up project. I will take it for the time being. Vietnam is still in your own charge. In addition, those that are not so urgent can be put away first. If you think it is necessary, just leave it to me. Discuss with Xiuwen." The boss ordered, "Xiuwen, can you spare time to help Yao bring some projects that are progressing smoothly?"

Old Huang nodded: "Of course."

"As for you, Yao—" The boss seemed to sigh, "Before June, I hope you can come up with countermeasures."

I try my best to manage facial expressions. Well, to be valued by others is to be ordered in danger.

I can’t say a word to refuse, and the boss’s arrangement is still going on: "...I will ensure that the entire department will give you the greatest help. Both you and your team can be more mobile, revise the text, and you will do your best to cooperate with Yao. Understand?"

"Okay." Old Huang didn't react much. Obviously, after a whole week of work, he was tired of giving feedback.

I'm worried here. The boss usually speaks more directly, but I and Lao Huang are on the same level, and because of the subtle difference in the reporting line, maintaining balance is always the key. How could he say such a straightforward remark?

After the meeting, I asked Lao Huang in the chat window if he would be free next time. Even if I just look at the text, I can imagine how much Huang Xiuwen rolls his eyes at me at this moment, but some words must be said while the situation has not cooled down: I missed this gap, no matter how sincere you are, expired His heartfelt words are not as good as a timely gossip.

Lao Huang's face was overworked, and there was a feeling of awkwardness that he knew everything. His head even looks a little smaller. Is there any side effect of brain shrinkage after working overtime? I froze for a moment, and found that it seemed that his shoulders had widened.

Thinking of my HIIT rehabilitation at least once or twice a week, an unknown sense of shame suddenly came to my heart. I babbled: "Your fitness has begun to bear fruit. Have you been at home during this period of time?"

"That's it. You know I hate to give up halfway and do some self-respect training at home."

Lao Huang's video screen flickered, and I found that he had changed his phone at the moment, and said: "Is it interrupting you to eat?"

Lao Huang looked at me with his unwavering look. In normal times, I had teased him a long time ago, but at the moment, after all, I felt that I was wrong. When the words came to my lips, I held back, opened my mouth, and squeezed out an awkward smile under his gaze.

He rolled his eyes calmly and said, "Just tell me, I'm no one else."

I pursed my lips, and after hearing what he said, my nose suddenly became sore.

Just a little bit. A little bit.

I said: "The boss is too busy these days. You can't speak your mind. Don't take it to your heart. Things are very tricky. Without your help, it would be difficult for me to make a realistic one, both intellectually and temporally. The effective countermeasure plan comes. I have to revise the article, I have to thank you in advance."

After hearing this, Lao Huang shook his head nonchalantly: "You really don't think about it. I didn't think so much. What projects do you want me to help you with?"

"It's okay, the boss is about to help, and I am busy. If it is really impossible then, I will squeeze your rest time, okay?" I put my posture very low, "Now I mainly think about plans. It consumes my brain cells, not energy. If you are free, I’m thinking we can get together to try brainstorming and find some nearest day."

"If you want." Old Huang raised his eyebrows very high, seeming reluctantly, "but I really don't think there is anything we can do."

"Yeah, can't agree more." I sighed.

We were relatively silent for a while. As mentioned in the previous meeting, after the framework proposed by BCG was adopted, everything has an established direction, and it is difficult for us to move in the opposite direction. According to the big boss, "guidedly" put forward specific optimization suggestions, although feasible, but there are a lot of secret wrestling in the process, laborious, with little effect.

Fly legs are also meat, not to say that we will not do this kind of work because the results are slight. But the situation has been completely reversed. The more we go down, our road becomes narrower and narrower. It is easier said than done to fight back.

Since ancient times, it has not been an attempt to turn the tide. There is "A Hundred Years of Nothing in This Dynasty", which is determined to forge ahead and seek new laws; outside is "The Ninety-Five Principles", which refers to Leo X. One is to concise the rule of law and actively increase revenue, and the other is to abolish indulgences and get the whole country out of trouble.

However, Wang Anshi spent his entire life and failed.

The objective law of the development of things is not shifted by human will.

"How about this?" Old Huang said suddenly, "I'm not sure if I can really think of something, but for a while, I will consider a plan to save the situation. If I think of something I haven't noticed before, I'll tell you."

"A plan to save the situation?"

"Yes. They do optimization, and we can do optimization. BCG just has an expensive working system, but when it comes to technical details, I don't think they are excellent in every aspect." The content of the old saying and him The expression is completely inconsistent, "After all, it is to see through the essence and solve the problem, the so-called'strategic consultation'. I can also do it."

"Confidence is a good start." I forcibly ignored his unconfident face.

Lao Huang raised his eyelids tiredly: "Do you have any thoughts about your part?"

--no.

I am neither an artist nor a business genius like a big boss. Professionals rely on stability, efficiency, and timeliness to handle affairs. The three are indispensable. The result of relying on a flash of inspiration is to open the skylight. Breaching the promise will bring me tremendous pressure. It is also because of this pressure. I have been bitten by a lot of things since I was young, and I haven't made any major mistakes along the way.

In case of indecision, return to the essence.

Counter-control, as the name suggests, our side is passive and inferior, and we counterattack by tactics. The company is now in a disadvantaged position, it is hard to go head-to-head. If you want to go round, it is nothing more than a distance, misinformation, or Tian Ji horse racing. The guerrilla warfare set is no longer available. It may be delayed for a while, but the "Tai Chi" team is really unusable...

and many more.

There is also a Xiao Chen in the group, which has been carried on and off for three months, and his performance is not satisfactory. Now that there is a shortage of manpower, and it is time to wait for Dongfeng, it would be a good idea to let him try.

To strive for strategic distance, Huang will do it for him. If he doesn't worry about doing things, there will be no one in the department to make me feel at ease, so I don't have to worry too much about this.

The most difficult thing is to hit bad information.

In all fairness, paying big rewards for small payments and creating misinformation are the most profitable of these choices. If you talk about the past, I can do it myself. My position is high enough, it is easy to do, and the effect is excellent. Even if I take some risks, it is a special situation after all.

But now I have multiple tasks. The trust with the BCG party is only initially established. Miss Pande is more cautious than I expected. I can't afford this risk if I put it in reality.

It just happens that no one is available to me.

The boss is hard to distinguish between righteous and evil, and Huang is overwhelmed. I don't have a deep foundation, and I'm immersed in work. No one in the department can be called a "force" that I have cultivated. Because there are more children with me, there may be a few people who are willing to sell my face: information fraud can be large or small, and it is also suspected of violating the employment contract. Just relying on my words "special affairs, special affairs", who dares to suppress this? precious?

I didn't dare to carry the big boss out rashly. Besides, it’s hard to say whether the big boss wants us to take countermeasures. He told me to approach Miss Pan De, but so far, the big boss has not given me even a detailed instruction-whether this approach is to know oneself and the enemy, or In order to leave a way for the founders' faction, I have no way of judging.

For the first time in years, I felt so isolated and helpless.