MTL - Business Manager-Chapter 12 Fan Tong

Feng Chen looked at the bank card handed over by Lao Dao, but did not reach out to pick it up. The old man stuck his arms in his arms. Feng Chen didn't ask, and Lao Dao didn't say, since the money ran into his arms, where can I refuse? The truth.

Although I don't know how much money there is in Carry, for Feng Chen, the old man was accepted in Feng Chen's heart.

"Seniors, what, there will be an auction in HB City, the day after tomorrow, the main auction will be all kinds of antiques, listen to the news, and any other spirits will appear at the meeting ...".

"What you said is true" was interrupted by Feng Chen before speaking.

Lao Dao patted his **** "It must be true, I have never been a liar for many years."

"Well, you will inform me at that time, you will also send out the elixir in my hand, and I will auction it." Feng Chen thought about it for a while. Since there is a spirit grass at the auction, based on the lack of Chinese aura, I want to take it. I'm afraid the price of Lingcao is too high. Naturally, we need to double up.

"No problem, wrapped in my old man", the old man promised with a smile, wishing to prove Feng Chen's ability to do things.

"Then, if the senior is fine, I will go first. I will go around to see if there is a suitable house, rent it, and have a good care in the future. No, yes, senior ... That sister-in-law is not at home today. "It's not that the truth about the first moon near Shuiloutai is not understood.

"What, lying down", Feng Chen heard the word "Xunzi", and suddenly came up in English and stared at the old way.

"So what, what ... The old man suddenly has something to do. I go first, and then I retrieve a business card from my body and put it on the table." Old man said as he walked, leaving like a dog. Already.

"White wedding dress, holding flowers in hand, beautiful like a fairy tale, remembering that early summer, I care about you ..."

Feng Chen originally wanted to meditate and rest for a while, but who knows that the phone ringing is ringing. This phone ringing is also learned by Fan Ruoxi according to the gourd painting, whether it is intentional or not.

Taking out the mobile phone, it turned out that it was a call from Miss Fan Ruoxi Fan. Feng Chen didn't dare to take care of it, he didn't dare not answer it. This is a murderer's goldsmith.

"Hey ... what's going on with you, how long did it take me to pick up the phone?" As soon as Feng Chen picked up, he could hear Fan Ruoxi's violent voice on the phone without opening the speakerphone.

"Uh......"!

"I'll be off work for a while. Come downstairs in my company. There is no food in the house. I'm going to buy something. You can take your hand off."

"Uh .... Okay, I'll be there soon!" Feng Chen hung up the phone, smiled, changed his equipment and started to set off.

Fan Ruoxi's company is a medical equipment company, referred to as Qf medical equipment company.

In the large HB city, it also counts as the number one. Basically, the equipment in some large hospitals in HB is purchased from Fan Ruoxi.

It is conceivable that this company is also good in HB City. At least it has the face and face. To enter such a large company to go to work does not only require the applicant to have such a simple education background, but also has a relationship and background. It's just going to be shit, and plainly speaking it's a substitute.

On that day, an accident occurred in the home of a successful candidate, and Fan Ruoxi was caught in as if being arrested.

Fan Ruoxi is incomparable with the company's employees. They need to have no connections and no background. Such people are on the verge of being eliminated in the company and will be passed at any time.

There was a crackling sound, and the sound of glass shattering spread throughout the entire floor of Qf Medical Equipment Company. All the employees whispered and talked. From time to time, they stood up and looked carefully at the innermost conference room.

"Damn, today you do n’t give Lao Tzu an account. Huh, I smashed your company. Believe it or not, grass, Nima's." The voice of a strong and strong man came from the conference room, which was particularly clear.

"General manager, you calm down, let's sit down and talk," said Zhang Yi, sales director of Qf Medical Equipment Company, comforting the angry general manager like a dog's leg.

Speaking of Zhang Yi, everyone at Qf Medical Equipment Company knows that there is a raccoon with a nickname of Zhang Duck, which can be imagined. Some applicants and young girls who have just joined the company have been turned around by him for fun, there is no way, they are Qf Medical Equipment Company, who is also an official.

Besides, the general manager Fan, whose real name is Fan Tong, is also strange to his mother. He said that he was looking for a fortune teller. Actually, when Fan Tong was not born, his father was looking for fortune tellers. Feng Yangzi, Feng Yangzi is also hasty, casually confused.

President Fan was probably around the age of twenty-five and six, with one rich second generation and one black second generation. At home, there is a nightclub, and underworld and white can eat it. In front of him, Zhang Yi is only a grandson.

"Mr. Fan, in this way, I will let the person in charge of this device come in and let her explain it to you, can you see it?" Zhang Yi raised the lens on the eyes.

"Call me Fan Ruoxi, fast." Zhang Yi opened the door of the meeting room and explained to the staff outside.

"Ruoxi, Ruoxi, it's not good, it's not good, Zhang Duck he lets you in." A female colleague hurriedly ran to Fan Ruoxi.

"Oh, got it." Fan Ruoxi replied silently.

"If you have a fever, Ruo Xi, you can see what kind of noise is inside, you are not afraid." The female colleague looked at Fan Ruoxi with surprise.

"You have a fever. I'm fine, and I haven't done anything bad. Why should I be afraid?" After speaking, Fan Ruoxi knocked on the door of the conference room.

"Mr. Zhang, are you looking for something?" Fan Ruoxi came in and looked at the **** of glass shards all over the floor, not timid at all.

"Fan Ruoxi, let me explain to you, this is President Fan, Tian Fan Night Club. Didn't you sell a batch of medical equipment a few days ago? It happened that President Fan's father was sick and was hospitalized with our company's equipment. The physical condition is getting worse and worse, you are the main person in charge of this batch of equipment, and you will explain it to Mr. Fan. "Duck Zhang put all the responsibilities on Fan Ruoxi, and wipe them clean.

"What, Mr. Zhang, you ca n’t say that. What you said made me dare not compliment. It ’s like noon, you ate a meal, then spit up in a car motion sickness at noon, and ran to the restaurant to say that your noon meal was poisonous. Fan Ruoxi's fire cap was three feet in length, and forced his anger down.

"Fan Ruoxi, don't you want to do it ..." Zhang Duck glared at Fan Ruoxi, and his own staff were so embarrassing about himself that Zhang Duck must be upset.

"Okay, okay, call a Jimba Mao you, let's talk about how I deal with things, if not, then follow my way and method" Fan Tong has been unable to see it anymore, impatient .