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On the third day of work in the project management department, Lei Meng came to find Song Sifan according to the appointment, and knocked on the door of the director's office twice. Song Sifan's deep voice sounded: "Please come in."

Lei Meng pushed open the door, sat on the chair opposite the desk, and stared at Song Sifan without saying a word.

Song Sifan was inexplicably stared at by him, so he had to put down his pen: "What's wrong?"

Thinking of the working atmosphere of the project management department these days, Lei Meng became angry: "What do you want?"

Song Sifan closed the document he was looking at, and looked up at him: "What do you mean?"

"I know you want to do a good job, but you are too indulgent to the people below. What are you thinking? If you don't want to do it, I will help you. You just need to watch. I will do it for the bad guys."

Lei Meng's eager tone made Song Sifan laugh, and Lei Meng glared at him bitterly: "Are you laughing at me that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry?"

"No, I'm very grateful that you care about me so much... Poof." Song Sifan tried his best to speak seriously and seriously, but unfortunately it didn't work.

"Hey, I really can't stand it anymore! I've only stayed here for less than three days. Except for Wei Xiao, all the people in the project management department get contracts with sales by themselves, arrange project matters by themselves, and handle customers by themselves. Relationship, your power has been completely emptied, do you know that? You can bear it, but I can't bear it anymore."

Song Sifan's voice was still very brisk, and he didn't seem to be bothered by it at all: "Have you ever thought about it, I'm the boss, what gave them the courage to do this?"

Raymond was taken aback.

Song Sifan went on to say: "I don't move them because they are not worth my hands. If you feel uncomfortable that your project was messed up by them before, you can toss them as you like, I don't care."

Lei Meng felt that he had touched something, and his expression gradually became serious: "What are you going to do?"

Song Sifan shrugged: "I don't plan to do anything. Other people's defense against me is the same as fire prevention and theft prevention. I can't do anything."

Raymond was stunned by him, this guy does what he does for a while, what is he thinking?He studied Song Sifan's expression carefully, trying to find out the details, but Director Song was born a best actor, and Lei Meng had no way of doing it.

Seeing him scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, Song Sifan explained: "But although I can't do anything, you can do something. The Tenglong project was just a warning to test whether you were with me. Now that the other party has set up stage, we should accompany them to perform.”

"Then what should I do?" Lei Meng was anxious, "If the previous Tenglong project was their test for me, then I would rather choose you than Wei Xiao, isn't it too explicit? How can they trust me like this?"

"No, on the contrary. If you show hostility towards me from the beginning and try to mix into their camp, you will be more suspicious. The trouble the Tenglong project caused you can just be used as an excuse for you to surrender, and you also hate me Reason. If someone asks you why you hate me so much and come to the project management department, you can say that Xu Yao ordered you to do this." Anyway, it is right to pour dirty water on Director Xu.

"Someone asked me?" Raymond repeated. "Who would be so boring?"

"You'll know when the time comes," Song Sifan smiled without saying a word, "and it's someone you didn't expect."

"Do you dare to go into more detail?"

"After leaving this door, you have to argue with me every day where others can see, contradict each other maliciously, and confront each other directly. It's best to directly fight."

... What the hell is it to use hands and feet!

Raymond plucked his ears suspiciously: "Did I hear it wrong? Was there something strange mixed in in the end?"

"In short, let others believe that we really fell out."

"This is no problem," Raymond assured, patting his chest, "Please rest assured the organization!"

"Well, I have always believed in you." Song Sifan smiled affirmatively at him.

"By the way, I remembered something..." Lei Meng shivered when he thought of Wei Xiao's strangeness these days, "Did Wei Xiao take the wrong medicine? Why are you so enthusiastic about me all of a sudden?"

"Ignore him. He won't disrupt our plans, but don't involve him either."

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Lei Meng immediately returned tears of sympathy to Wei Xiao: "It's so miserable, I saw that he was full of energy, and I thought you entrusted him with a heavy responsibility!"

"I only give great responsibilities to people who trust me."

"He doesn't count?"

"He trusted what was behind me, not me."

Lei Meng didn't know what to say for a while, and he felt that Song Sifan didn't need to make such a clear distinction at all.In his opinion, a person's family background is inseparable from himself. He himself has never avoided talking about family, nor will he feel inferior because he was born in an ordinary family.It is under such a background that he grew up under the influence of his ears and eyes, which is what he is now, so he expressed his incomprehension of Song Sifan's behavior of always separating his family background from himself.

"Is there something shameful in your family?"

"That's not true, probably because the influence is too great." Song Sifan obviously didn't want to talk about this issue, "By the way, what else do you need to come to me?"

"Oh, the day I just transferred, didn't you tell me to read the public documents first, and then talk about work arrangements?" Raymond reminded him.

"Well, I remember there are a lot of documents, why did you read them so quickly?"

"Because the uncle is so smart that he can see ten lines at a glance!"

Song Sifan obviously didn't believe his nonsense easily, he thought for a while: "Oh, because they are all in English."

Raymond: "..."

Song Sifan sighed a little, looking at Lei Meng with complicated eyes like a Rubik's cube, and the brown eyes were full of deep pools that Lei Meng couldn't figure out: "Actually, I think with your qualifications, it's okay to be the director early. It’s just that your English is really bad, and it’s very difficult to communicate with Wai Guoren orally, so how can I trust you to translate important headquarters materials?”

Lei Meng pouted guiltily: "Isn't that not necessary for the current work content..."

"It's not that you don't need to learn because you don't need it, but that you missed a lot of opportunities because you didn't learn well. If it wasn't for your poor English, maybe Xu Yao didn't need to split the sales department into two teams and let you and Yang Qili separate. Escrow."

"How is that possible!" Lei Meng waved his hand nonchalantly, "I was promoted by the way to promote Yang Qili, and my English has nothing to do with it, okay?"

"What about next time?" Song Sifan dropped this sentence meaningfully, and then asked: "Do you have any thoughts after reading the materials?"

"I don't understand one thing. In fact, someone mentioned this problem when I was in the sales department. Now that the pressure of external competition is so great, our orders are becoming more and more difficult to receive. Why should we stick to the ridiculously high price? , refused to lower the price? Our quality and service level are several steps higher than similar competitors. It is because of the price problem that customers will not choose us out of cost considerations. When I was a salesperson, I also asked several times That’s what customers say, if we can lower the price a little, they will definitely choose to place orders with us. In this way, the order volume will increase, and the reduced profit will be made up.”

"What you said is very reasonable. Have you asked Xu Yao this question?"

"Asked."

"How did he say?"

"He said that the general manager would not allow it. The general manager insisted on taking the high-end route and would not allow the price to be lowered." Lei Meng said depressingly.

"What do you think?" Song Sifan smiled slowly, and continued to ask with great interest.

"Our profit margin is already very high. On this basis, a 30% reduction is still profitable. I don't know why we stick to the price!"

"What you said is correct, but there is a premise." Song Sifan paused, took out a piece of paper, drew a pyramid on it, and drew a circle on the top of the pyramid with a pen, "You mean the first level?" The dealer's price, that is, the profit calculated by subtracting the cost from the selling price when we sell the product directly to the end customer."

"Is not it?"

"Have you ever thought that the reason for setting such a high price is not to make more money for yourself. It's rather - if there are secondary dealers in the middle and the total profit is so small, what do you let them make?" Song Sifan asked again. Circle the bottom of the pyramid and connect a line between the two circles.

Raymond asked suspiciously: "Aren't we the first-tier dealer? Where did the second-tier dealer come from?"

"Zia does not have external secondary distributors, but it can be said that there are."

"...I don't understand." Raymond felt that his IQ was not enough. Didn't the dealer sign the contract on the surface?

Song Sifan smiled and pointed casually, "Look outside."

Raymond followed his fingers and looked out. Through the transparent glass window of the director's office, he could clearly see the entire office of the project management department.It's still the same as when I just arrived, everyone pretends to be busy, no one cares about this side.

No matter how many times I look at it, it still looks like this, there is no difference at all.

"What do you want me to see?"

Song Sifan stood up, walked around the desk and walked to Lei Meng.Lei Meng moved in embarrassment, and Song Sifan leaned down and whispered in his ear, "These are secondary dealers."

"What?" Lei Meng tried to stand up in a panic, but his forehead hit Song Sifan's chin with a "bang".

Song Sifan frowned, covered his chin and bent down, with a painful look on his face.

Raymond looked at him apologetically: "Are you okay?"

Song Sifan was so painful that he couldn't speak, so he waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

Lei Meng still felt very embarrassed and didn't know what to do. He stretched out his hand and pulled his suit jacket: "Then I'll go back...don't worry too much!"

After all, before Song Sifan could respond, he ran away in a hurry.

The author has something to say: Someone has been leaving a message under Shimmer saying that the ending was rushed. I checked the ending of this article on the weekend and found that this problem may also exist, so I changed the outline of the ending.

There are still a few transitional chapters that need to be explained before zooming in...the calm before the storm...

The transition chapter is so boring...so hard to write...no passion...

#Duanchang has become the author of urine#