Chapter 1 Whose Responsibility
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Jing Gao stood on the road in the capital, listening to the system prompts in his head with a confused look on his face. My heart felt like a cat scratching me, and I wanted to immediately take out the wallet in my trouser pocket and check it.
Today in 2016, online novels have become very popular. He is very familiar with this "infinite card" routine.
In his twenty-seven years of life, he has never been feudal or superstitious. He has five moral principles and four beauties, eight honors and eight shames. He loves life and abides by the code of primary school students.
But at this moment, this kind of reminder sounded directly in his mind, and his solid world view was a little shaken.
Wouldn’t it be nice to have an unlimited card in hand?
He still rents a house in the capital after graduation. Yesterday I just received a text message from the housekeeper of a long-term rental apartment. The rent will be increased by 500 yuan next month. If you don't accept it, you will move out.
But, he can't take out his wallet now. Because his project manager was standing in front of him and he was cursing.
Without any modifiers or pronouns, this is the most straightforward and accurate description.
Standing on the street together and being scolded were three other colleagues in the temporarily formed project team: two men and one woman.
"What's the point of the company supporting you? Huh? You can't handle even the smallest things. Don't even think about the bonus this month. Just wait until the end of the year to eliminate you."
Project The manager's surname is Luo, a thirty-four-year-old fat man with a big face, like a piece of cake. Tired of scolding, he angrily pulled the tie around his neck, opened the car door of the Crown waiting on the roadside, turned around and said angrily: "Come to work so early tomorrow. Damn it!"
The lingering tone of the curses drifted away in the faint dusk on the streets of the capital, and the lights began to turn on. In early April, pedestrians on the streets wear thin clothes, showing off the city's fashion.
Old Wu, the oldest member of the temporary project team, patted his suit lightly, as if to wipe away Manager Luo's saliva and bad luck, and said nonchalantly: "Let's go."
He is thirty-one years old and a seven-year veteran employee of Haike Company. An old fried dough stick.
Jing Gao and the others followed him and got into the Harvard H6 parked on the street. Haike Company is not located on Qingnian Road in Xiyang District, but in Shunning District, dozens of kilometers away. They all live in Shunning District. We have to go back first and then go back to our respective homes.
The manager drives a Crown, and the employees ride in a domestically produced magic car. Nothing wrong.
The cars started slowly. The bustling night scene outside the car window glides by like a fleeting glimpse of light. Jing Gao looked out the window at the dazzling Longfor Tower in the distance, and took out his wallet with a complicated expression.
Haike Company is a small food e-commerce company, specializing in the production of foods such as fried chestnuts and peanuts.
Henghu Pharmaceutical Group, located in Longhu Building, launched a public tender for a group of food suppliers a few months ago, and the company formed a temporary project team to bid. After a month of hard work: bidding documents, quality inspection and other procedures.
Today, the deputy purchasing manager of Henghu came to interview them and brought out a document and photos, which showed that the hygiene of Haike's production process was seriously not up to standard. This means asking them to voluntarily withdraw the bid after two days.
So, Lao Luo scolded a few of them just now. Bidding is not just a price war, sometimes it also depends on off-market bidding. "I want a life in full bloom, like flying in the vast sky..."
Leather pants rock music was playing in the car. Jing Gao took his thoughts back and noticed a red bank card in his wallet. His heart suddenly beat violently.
Boom, boom, boom!
So, the notification sound just now was not an illusion caused by him being scolded by Lao Luo, but it was real?
What does it mean to have an unlimited and secure bank card?
Buy two bowls of soy milk for breakfast, drink one bowl and then another, a mansion, a luxury car, and car model actresses taking turns every night?
This is a common trick. I like it! In addition, are there any other routines in online articles?
Jing Gao squinted his eyes and leaned back in the seat, feeling that his heartbeat was still accelerating, and his scalp was numb with excitement.
Lao Wu, who was driving the car, glanced at Jing Gao and reminded: "Guys, losing the bonus is a trivial matter. We must pay attention to the elimination of the last place. This business has competitors. Damn it, we have to work hard in the second half of the year.”
As a veteran, he knows many things very clearly.
There are two colleagues sitting in the back row. The man’s name is Tian Yi. The woman's name is Tang Yunhan.
Tang Yunhan is twenty-four years old, tall and well-dressed in a black suit and white shirt. She is a pretty girl with a mature air. She frowned and said: "Brother Angkor, as the commentator of this order, I am Responsible for quality control when something goes wrong.”
As he spoke, he glanced at Jinggao. In this temporary project team, Jing Gao is responsible for quality control and food packaging design.
Tian Yi is a salesperson. He glanced at Tang Meili and echoed: "Well worker, I'm not talking about you. If there is a quality control problem, you can't escape your responsibility. I suggest you take the initiative to send an email to Manager Luo to explain. , don’t hurt everyone.”
Tang Yunhan muttered: “That’s right!” Quietly, but make sure Jing Gao in the front row can hear it. Bonuses make up a large portion of her salary.
Jing Gao's "good mood" came to an abrupt end, and he felt so disgusted in his heart!
First of all, his position at Haike Company is art and design. For quality control, he just put his name on the project team. He has no control over how the company's products perform.
Secondly, the person in charge of the production process is Lao Wu. He actually has more say in quality control. However, the two guys behind didn't dare to attack Lao Wu, an old man, and pointed the finger at him.
In the end, the two guys seemed to be fighting among themselves and venting their grievances. In fact, he is required to bear the responsibility alone. In other words, he has to claim the "last elimination" spot at the end of the year.
Jing Gao turned back to look at the man and woman, and said word by word: "The responsibility is shared by the project team. Anyone who wants to send an email to Manager Luo to take responsibility can do it himself. Lao Wu , stopped at the intersection ahead. "I have something to do."
A few minutes later, the Haval H6 stopped on the side of the road, Jing Gao got out of the passenger seat, closed the door, and disappeared into the night.
The three people in the car looked at each other.
They didn't understand why Jing Gao suddenly became so tough. During this month of cooperation, Jing Gao has a very good temper and is kind to others. If Jing Gao is a thorn in the side, do they dare to force him "involuntarily"?
Tian Yi was a little confused on his face and snorted coldly: "How dare he, a graduate of a second university, beep? What achievements has he made in the company? Wait until the end of the year to see who Manager Luo eliminates. Wu Brother, Yunhan, let’s have a meal together tonight.”
Old Wu smiled and said, “You young people, you can eat.” He felt a little gloomy.
This order has gone bad, someone has to be responsible. When it comes to matters in the workplace, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. He has no mental disorder. If he really loses his job, who will support his wife and children? Who pays the mortgage?
But what happened to this small well? Looks very confident!
PS: Some place names and school names have been modified. Please understand.
Please collect the new book! ! !
(End of this chapter)