After being dumped by his son and his father

At ten o'clock in the morning, Wen Ziheng, who has been awarded as the "Most Hardworking Employee" for four consecutive years, was late for work on time every day. The whole department was eagerly watching him approach the office from the gate. He had just sat down and received instructions from the masses. Chen Huan rubbed his hands and came in quietly.

"Brother Heng, do you think we should take the initiative to find Chairman Wei?"

"What do you say?" Thinking of the cold war with Wei Qing in the morning, Wen Ziheng couldn't help but feel a little headache. After all, now is a special period, no matter what grievances they had in the past, they should endure what they can bear.

"Dong Wei came to the company at eight o'clock this morning, and asked the secretary to notify each department of the meeting time, but our department was not notified. I always feel that Wei Dong's actions seem to imply something to everyone..." Chen Huan scratched his head decadently, with frustration written all over his face.

Wen Ziheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Let's wait and see, if there is still no news tomorrow, we will go to him again."

Chen Huan hesitated to speak: "I'm afraid that what we will wait for tomorrow is the news of our department's disbandment."

The speaker didn't care but the listener did. Chen Huan's words pierced Wen Ziheng's heart like a needle. He carefully recalled all the interactions between him and Wei Qing from last night to this morning. Get any clues from Wei Qing's words and deeds.

Wei Qing acted too normally——

Just like most people who meet their ex, they can't restrain their hatred and dislike, and they can't control their curiosity to inquire about their ex's incumbent. I don't know if Wei Qing will feel that after seeing his life so bad and chaotic with his own eyes. Behind his back, he gloated and laughed at him.

Although the life and death of the department is uncertain, but every day in the job is still a day of work.

In the morning, Wen Ziheng and two employees went to the factory to see the prototype of the second-generation sweeping robot. The factory has made modifications according to the suggestion made by Chen Huan half a month ago. If there is no problem with the prototype this time, it can be put into production directly. .

Wen Ziheng couldn't make the decision on this matter, he had to hand over the samples to his superiors, and he could give the factory a specific answer only after the superiors' review and approval.

At present, the superior has changed from Mr. Zhang to Mr. Wei.

After eating a simple light meal outside, Wen Ziheng and two employees returned to the company with the second-generation model of the sweeping robot. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Lazy attitude, actively involved in work.

——Except for the employees of Jieda department.

They really didn't know what to do. The production of the second-generation robot vacuum was coming to an end, and other projects were announced to stop by Mr. Zhang on the day Haohan was acquired. They could only idle around and wait for news anxiously.

04:30, this is the time Wen Ziheng made an appointment with Secretary Wei Qing. He and Chen Huan held the robot and watched the secretary knock on the door of Wei Qing's office.

Wei Qing, who only wore a white shirt, was sitting in front of a huge black desk. There was an ultra-thin laptop in front of him, and he tapped on the keyboard with his slender fingers. He heard the footsteps of Wen Ziheng and Chen Huan walking in. , he didn't even raise his eyebrows, his indifferent gaze was still glued to the computer screen.

"Sit." It seemed to be a word squeezed out of his busy schedule.

This office was designed by Wei Qing before he came here. It is very suitable for his noble status as the chairman. Not only is the area as big as four Wen Ziheng's offices, but even the decoration and decoration can be seen that a lot of thought has been put into it, simple and simple. It is atmospheric, gorgeous but low-key.

The tall and handsome Wei Qing sat there. This is a scene that only appears in TV dramas.

Contacting Wei Qing in private would not make Wen Ziheng feel so tense and oppressive. At this moment, he was a little at a loss. He looked around at the available places to sit, and finally sat down on the sofa not far from Wei Qing. Chen Huan, who was also so nervous that his face was stiff, immediately followed him and sat beside him.

After waiting like this for an hour, Wei Qing, who finally finished his work, slowly closed the computer, and turned his attention to the two who were almost waiting to become husband-wife stones.

"Is this your model?" Wei Qing leaned forward a little, crossed his fingers and slightly arched his chin, and turned his meaningful eyes on Wen Ziheng's face.

Wen Ziheng's face was pale, he opened his mouth, and the words that had been brewing in his stomach actually got stuck at this moment!

Seeing this, Chen Huan hurriedly said: "Yes, Director Wei, we got it from the factory this morning, and here is a function book that we have initially drafted, please take a look at it first... May I ask where is the socket in your office?" How about it? Let me show you how to use the second generation and its specific functions."

Wei Qing took the function book and flipped through a few pages. Hearing Chen Huan's question, he pointed to the side of the water dispenser. He was leaning on the seat, with his body slightly sideways, his long legs in black trousers crossed, and his sitting posture was a little casual , without appearing too unreasonable.

When Chen Huan was squatting in front of the socket and fiddling with the charger, Wei Qing stared at Wen Ziheng for a moment. He didn't read much, but Wen Ziheng, who was silent, was stared at with red cheeks.

It wasn't until Chen Huan, who was ready, turned around, that Wei Qing looked away calmly. He changed his sitting position, and clicked his tongue inexplicably. Hearing this, Chen Huan was confused, and hurriedly turned to look at Wen Ziheng.

"..." Wen Ziheng really didn't understand what Wei Qing wanted to express. After a moment of silence, he said, "Ah Huan, you can operate it for Wei Dong to see."

Chen Huan inexplicably glanced at Wen Ziheng, whose ears were red. He actually smelled a strange smell in the air, but the strangeness was fleeting in his mind, and before he had time to delve into it, he looked up at Wei Qingping. Chen Huan touched his nose in embarrassment, calmed down and put the robot in front of him.

"First of all, what I want to introduce to Mr. Wei is the charging function of the second generation..."

Chen Huan spoke in great detail, explaining every function in detail, including the concept and details of the new design, and finally pointed out the differences and distances between the first generation and the second generation. The Jieda department actively learned from the failure of the first generation in the market last year. Learn lessons, sum up experience, and carry out more systematic upgrades on the second generation.

What Wen Ziheng said during this period can be counted with one hand. He originally planned to tell the story, but unexpectedly there was a small accident just now. The power is handed over to Chen Huan.

Chen Huan spoke dryly, drank the warm water that the secretary put on the coffee table in one gulp, and then waited for Wei Qing's trial. The beating heart seemed to jump out of Chen Huan's throat, and he was nervous Swallowing saliva, Wen Ziheng, who was emotionally infected, couldn't help but sit up straight.

The expressionless Wei Qing propped his chin with one hand, flipped through the function book on the desk page by page with his eyelids down, just when Wen Ziheng and Chen Huan thought they would have to wait for a long time, they suddenly heard Wei Qing asking Said: "How many people are there in your department?"

Wen Ziheng was taken aback, and quickly replied: "58."

"How many people are in the production team?"

"35."

"What about the operations team?"

Wen Ziheng somewhat understood what Wei Qing meant, and still answered honestly: "Seven."

Wei Qing nodded, then closed the function book, leaned back, and looked up at Wen Ziheng.

"As large as the entire company, as small as each team, personnel allocation is a crucial part. If you have a technical background, it is reasonable to attach importance to technology, but you must know where you stand. You are not a technician. But as the leader of a department, you can participate in the design and production of products, but it is the most stupid behavior for a leader to neglect the other.”

Wei Qing's words were sharp, and every word hit the nail on the head.

It’s just that what he said is very correct. Since the Jieda smart air conditioner was copied and imitated by other companies two years ago, and the sales have plummeted, Wen Ziheng has been wholeheartedly tied to how to design newer and more conceptual household products, thus ignoring the product. In terms of marketing and operations, even the employees recruited into the department in the past two years are mostly technicians.

Wei Qing didn't give a clear answer, so Wen Ziheng and Chen Huan had no choice but to flirt with the robot and return, sighing at Chen Huan's groans along the way, and they returned to the office.

It was already off-duty time, and there was no one in the office area. Wen Ziheng pushed open the office door, and at a glance he saw a slender figure sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs up.

Wen Yuanxian was looking down at her mobile phone, as if she was chatting with someone, her manicured fingers kept pressing on the screen.

Seeing Wen Ziheng approaching from the corner of the eye, Wen Yuanxian put the phone away in her palm, got up and straightened the windbreaker, then looked at Wen Ziheng with folded arms and sneered: "Oh, are you finally willing to come back? I thought You're going to hide from me forever."