Rebirth of the Official Business Route

On the guardrail on the edge of the playground, watching the playground divided into several groups of people can take up a corner of the playground and kick the ball. They are all wearing clothes with their backs naked, piled up into the goal with clothes, and may have kicked the whole field. , And did not kick to the crossbar. Zhang Ke thought that he would run into a stinky sweat back then, and then he drilled into the cool water of the lake, and all the troubles could be temporarily left aside.

"Are you angry?" Tang's arms and chin were separated by the guardrail, as if he was standing on a chest-high guardrail, looking up at Zhang Ke sitting on the guardrail.

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"Then if you didn't talk for a long time, you thought you were angry," Tang Jiaomei smiled and said, "Ms. Wang Jianlin is right. You are the last in the ranking, the backward ranking is the first, and the average score in the class is delayed. The hind legs are the first and the third."

"I said no, did you really poke my sore spot?" Zhang Ke stretched out his hand and held Tang's nose. After the exam, he didn't have time to review. The result is conceivable. He was in the third year of high school. The original math teacher was born during the summer vacation. After filial piety, the math teacher who temporarily replaced Zhang Ke and Du Fei was very displeased with the style of Zhang Ke and Du Fei in their class. The graduating class has monthly examinations. At the end of the monthly examinations, a full-year ranking will be carried out to supervise the study of the graduating class. Can I take it seriously every time? Of course Zhang Ke would not rest assured of such a thing. He held Tang’s nose and asked her to stand between his legs, "Sit up, okay?"" Novel "The novel chapter is updated fastest

"No," Tang shook his arms on Zhang Ke's legs. The railing was very hard just now. At this time, his lazy head was resting on Zhang Ke's thighs, and he looked up at Zhang Ke like this. I don't want to sit on it..." Watching some dust rise on the runway, the wind is blowing, and hands are not pressed behind the skirt to press the skirt, but his face is hidden between Zhang Ke's chest and abdomen.

Zhang Ke didn't have time to hide, he was ashamed, and just wanted to complain. It was only then that he and Tang's posture were a bit ambiguous...

"What do you think?" Tang felt that something was pressing down, jumped away in surprise, turned his head and saw a girl's short skirt on the runway lifted by the wind, revealing white and tender thighs, and smiled and cursed Zhang Ke, "What are you doing? So lecherous? Don't look at it." Reached out and jumped up to block Zhang Ke's eyes.

"Who do you think of me?" Zhang Ke patted his head, "you are squeezing your chest. Your face is pressed down again, do you think I haven't reacted yet..."

"Then you are still a pervert!" Tang pouted, looking up at Zhang Ke like this.

Under the sunset light, Tang Chengche's eyes were slightly brown. Due to the light, his fair skin was slightly red, his head also had a dark red color, and his face was as delicate as an elf, with only a pair of pointed ears.

Zhang Ke stretched out his hand and lightly held Tang's ears, and then pulled her over. Tang had this consciousness, where would he use his chest to squeeze that stuff? Turning around, his delicate back was against the toy, separated by a few layers of thin cloth. Feeling a slight heat coming, Ren Zhang Ke rubbed his hand on his tender face, squinting at the setting sun, his face was a little hot.

"Do you think Fei Rong will come back for National Day?" Tang Shuo liked to look at Zhang Ke's face and turned around. "A few days ago Fei Rong said that their military training is about to be exercised. I don't think they will be gathering for National Day. Bar?"

Zhang Ke liked that Tang writhed around now. Said: "I don't know, you haven't contacted her recently?"

"My mother is talking all day about asking me to study hard. There are time slots for making calls. At that time, the phone calls in their dormitory were the busiest. I didn't even call in for a few days, you said. Fei Rong will not be very popular in the East Conference."

"Perhaps..." Zhang Ke said in an uncertain tone, "They are in military training, exposed to the sun for 20 days, and they are almost disfigured. I think the popularity is limited." Finally, he did not hesitate. Destroy it a little bit.

"Fei Rong's skin is also beautiful when it is tanned," Tang pursed his lips, took out the phone from Zhang Ke's trouser pocket, and pulled out the number of Chen Feirong's dormitory. After a beep, Tang said helplessly, "Or Can't make it, or make it, no one is..."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, the free activity class was over, and there was another self-study class before the late school. Zhang patted Tang on the shoulder: "I'm going to Yilong later, and you can go back to the late school by yourself."

"Then you must think about coming over and accompany me back, but there is no time."

"That's for sure. I still want to sit here and watch the sunset with you. I won't get bored 10,000 times."

"What about the ten thousand and one?" Tang looked up at Zhang Ke.

"Then... let's talk about it after watching the sunset 10,000 times, and watch it again, maybe it will be greasy, maybe it won't be greasy." Zhang stood down the guardrail, quickly held Tang Di's face, and made a mouthful of his lips.

"You are nervous..." Tang struggled out, looking at the left and right with a guilty conscience, his heart was red, and someone on the runway looked at this side in amazement. Tang hurriedly and amusingly rushed to kick it open, yelling." Tell you to be a gangster in public, tell you to be a gangster in public..."

Zhang Ke ran to the school gate in a hurry, and Fu Wei parked his car outside the school gate to wait for him.

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It's been almost a month since the summer vacation, and these days are relatively easy. Everything about the company is in order, whether it is the current market sales of Aida Electronics, the reorganization and afforestation promotion of Shin Kong Paper, and the new project of Xiangxue Offshore, the efforts of related people are proceeding quite smoothly.

Zhang Ke can't help but secretly proud. Whether he can build an efficient and excellent management team is crucial. Otherwise, he will have to worry about everything. How much fun can it be to be a boss?

Regarding the establishment of the Haizhou City Commercial Bank, Jinhu, Haiyu, and Ye Jianbin's Sheng Xin all conveyed their intention to actively participate in the city. If the establishment of a city commercial bank requires the same veto power to major shareholders in the review committee, Ye Jianbin directly challenged the city. If the city wants to hold a controlling stake, the controlling shareholder cannot decide on the loan place. This veto power is very necessary.

In Xinwu, the municipal government’s hospitality hotel business has been officially handed over and renamed Tianyun Century Hotel. Zhai Danqing has returned to Xinwu from the beginning of the month for nearly a month. Recently, there is no spare time to report to Haizhou.

Zhang Ke and his dad plan to replicate the Confucian banquet market model in Xinwu to create a liquor industry for Xinwu

Enterprises, hoping to boost the local economy of Xinwu. Zhang Ke understands the impact of Kaoda Electronics' earnings. The CCTV bidding to be held in early November is likely to be a fierce competition among electronics companies. Coupled with the significant decline in the performance of Kongfu Banquet this year, it is believed that liquor companies will be less enthusiastic about competing for next year's bid.

It is inappropriate for Xinwu Liquor Industry to set its target on the CCTV standard king next year.

Before investing large sums of money into local market operations, we will use administrative power to reorganize several large-scale state-owned liquor companies in Xinwu into a large-scale liquor company, integrate production resources, and strengthen management in all aspects. With enough effort, even if the market aura fades a bit, it will not collapse all at once.

We will rectify this year and start the market tomorrow. By the end of next year, we will have the opportunity and capital accumulation to compete for the bid. Even if it does not compete for the bid, the wide-ranging market operation methods will still have a high effect.

If it is the company that wins the CCTV bidding champion next year, it will not be able to achieve the good results expected by the market. The enthusiasm for chasing the bidding king will retreat slightly, otherwise the price of bidding land will be higher and higher, and Xinwu City will never touch the CCTV bidding king without sufficient funds. That would be too risky.

In fact, it is competing for next year's standard king. There is great market risk.

Zhang Ke naturally did not need to pay too much attention to the integration of several liquor companies in Xinwu City to form a joint-stock company. He just reminded a few points to reorganize the factory with a history of two to three hundred years, regardless of Tianyunchi liquor. The current scale of the factory, and its more than two hundred years of history is what the newly-built Liquor Industry Co., Ltd. needs. The publicity department of Xinwu City, regardless of the tourism industry, will focus on promoting the history and winemaking of Xinwudi. Culture is extremely important soft advertising. These relative to his father's position, there will not be too much resistance.

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When the car passed by the eastern foot of the Elephant Mountain, driving in the shadow of a huge mountain, there was only more than a month left to leave the third CCTV advertising bidding conference, and it was time for the company to formulate next year's marketing.

"Ding Zongdi's car is behind..." Fu Jun said, and he saw the car on the left rear side from the rearview mirror.

Zhang He glanced at it, and a Citroen caught up from behind. After honking the horn twice, Fu Wei leaned to the side of the road, and Dong got into Zhang Ke's car and waved his hand for the driver to drive back.

"Why are you so early?" Zhang Ke looked at his watch, "It was arranged to meet at the park at six o'clock. It was only after five o'clock at this time."

"Knowing that you will advance, I don't have anything to do today, so I want to go over and see in advance." Dong said with a smile, "The research center has been separated, and you can't go back and harass them if you have nothing to do."

After more than a year of construction, except for the reserved land in the east. The electronics industrial park has begun to take shape.

The car was parked in front of the administrative complex. Zhang Ke and Dong got out of the car, and Fu Ji reversed the car into the parking space. They had to walk to the administrative complex together. A manager walked past the factory and shouted to stay with Dong. What technical problems should be consulted. This question is more complicated to explain. Dong took out a pen and paper from his pocket and lay on the front of the car and wrote it to the person.

Zhang Ke was impatient to wait for Dong, so he and Fu Jun walked in first.

Entering the lobby, facing the front desk of the company, sitting behind the front desk was a beautiful girl who Zhang Ke didn’t know. Her beautiful appearance reduced the company’s coffee-colored overalls by a few points. Zhang Ke had some doubts about Su Jindong’s taste, at least the office girl should. All short skirts and lace girls. When Zhang Ke came here last time, he hasn't seen the receptionist in the administrative office. After thinking about this, he hasn't come here for a long time. It's been more than two months.

The girl at the front desk knew Fu Jun and bowed her head to do her own thing. The glass curtain wall behind the front desk has the nameplate of Aida Electronics Co., Ltd., and behind the glass curtain wall is the atrium of the administrative complex, where some flowers and plants are planted.

Due to management needs, the northern part of the ground floor of the complex is not separated, but as a large office, where employees from the administration, finance, and procurement departments are concentrated in this comprehensive office. Through the glass curtain wall, you can clearly see the work situation of the employees in the integrated office.

The situation in the office seems not so good. An employee with his back turned Zhang Kezheng to Sun Xiangdong, the deputy director of the Finance Department. Although the door near the office was hidden, he still clearly heard that the employee was a little anxious. Voice.

"Why not approve that money? Others can approve, why can't mine approve, or my ticket is fake? Did I make less contribution to the company than others. For you, I returned by plane from Guangzhou Explain to you, OK, I will stand in front of you now, if you have any questions, just ask me!" The man finished. Re-patted his hand on Sun Xiangdong's desk.

Sun Xiangdong was debating something, but his voice was not high. Zhang Ke has personally interviewed some people in key positions. Even if Sun Xiangdong is angry, his voice will not be loud. He is probably a natural financial temperament, but seeing his face flushed, he must be criticized in public. Also quite angry.

The other employees in the office were basically there, but no one dared to go up and persuade them.

Zhang Ke walked over and opened the door of the office to hear Sun Xiangdong's voice: "Your money, unless you go to Mr. Su to sign it. Otherwise, I won't sign it to you."

"Why can't Mr. Liu's signature work? You said that it's not possible to report 20,000 yuan at a time. I split it into two reports. You said no. Did you deliberately block us in the south?" The man almost stared at Sun Xiangdong's face." Do you know who you guys rely on to support you? If it weren't for us to work hard outside to do the market, why do you get such a high salary?"

Zhang Ke frowned. He didn't know this person. Listening to his tone, it should be a salesperson in a certain area of ​​the southern film. "Mr. Liu" in his mouth refers to Liu Minghui. Strictly speaking, Liu Minghui is only at the manager level in the company.

Sun Xiangdong also did not see Zhang Ke and Fu Jun standing at the door, holding back his anger, and just said: "Without President Su's signature, I can't sign you this money. President Su will come over later. You put the bill with me. , I will show him..."

"Enough," the employee's voice was high at the same time, and suddenly increased by an octave.

Use roar to describe it. "Aren't you just picking us to stab us south, don't I want Mr. Liu to come over and explain to you? Are you qualified..."

Zhang Ke couldn't stand it, and pressed his voice to persuade, "I have work, do I need to make a big noise in the office?"

"You, are you qualified to speak here?" The man frowned. Turning his head and staring at Zhang.

"It turned you back!" Zhang Ke said, his heart flared, and he stared back angrily. He pointed to Sun Xiangdong when he saw that he didn't know what was good, and said, "You go to Liu Minghui, Yang Yun, Su Jindong called me back, what is the company like!" Ignoring the expressions of the employees in the office, he turned around and left the office. Dong came in from the outside, saw Zhang Ke, and said, "Old Su and the others accompany Liu Minghui and others. The land sales supervisor went to visit the factory and will be back in a while."

Zhang Ke complimented him, still thinking about it, and only said, "We will go to Su Jindong's office and wait for them."

The door of the general manager’s room was concealed. Su Jindong’s secretary was sitting in the secretary’s room dealing with documents. She knew Zhang, and when she saw him walking in with Dong, she stood up and said, “General Manager Su has gone to the factory,” helping Zhang and Dong open it. At the door of Su Jindong's office, "Wait a while, I'll contact President Su immediately..." He returned to the secretary's room to call, and later brought tea.

Soon, Su Jindong, Jiang Wei, Zhou Yiping, Yang Yun, Liu Minghui, as well as Sun Xiangdong, who was condemned by the sales department, walked in.

"The people under you said that the old grandson asked you to explain to him," Zhang Ke looked at Liu Minghui coldly, and said sarcastically, "I am here, am I qualified to listen to you explain?"

"That kid made a mess today," Liu Minghui said with a smile on his face, "I will take care of him."

"I called you over today to discuss tomorrow's marketing plan. This meeting will not open. I will help you to kill the evil spirits in the marketing department. No sales director in each area asked for leave today, right?" Zhang Ke looked at Yang Yun, "Go to the meeting room and call them all over."

In the mid-1990s, the domestic commodity economy can be said to have entered the era of big marketing. There are strong auras of market operations everywhere, especially the two standard kings of Kongfu Banquet and Aida Electronics. To be honest, Aida Electronics, with the effect of CCTV's bidding king, can only have 4 billion sales this year. This data is 7% of the total industrial output value of Haizhou in 1995, a contribution.

There is no doubt that the vast majority of people will attribute the achievements of Aida Electronics to the success of marketing, all of which may lead to the self-inflation of marketers.

This is almost the path that some successful private enterprises in China will take, and they will almost always encounter this or that kind of dilemma. They pay too much attention to marketing and rely on marketing. Once the marketing myth is exposed, they will be caught off guard. The behemoth that is still shrouded in a huge halo may collapse in a very short time.

Since the beginning of this year, Zhang Ke’s focus has not been on the marketing department. Instead, he regards the research company as the most important capital, and even spins it out to establish an independent technology company. He did not expect that this kind of over-employment would still occur in the marketing department. Inflated things.

No one else has ever seen Zhang Ke's fire, and pointed the finger at the marketing department. Important meetings that were previously decided can be cancelled temporarily. No one dared to persuade them. Su Jindong winked at Yang Yun: "You go to make arrangements, we will go to the meeting right away. Room.” It was for Yang Yun to go out and let the people from the marketing department converge in the meeting today. Then he said to Liu Minghui, "What happened, you talk about it first, let us have a number in our hearts..."

Liu Mingyao didn't know what medicine Zhang Ke had taken wrong, but just gave the following sentence, and he should be punished if he should be punished. Why should he say that he wants to kill the "marketing department's evil spirits"? It was the first time that he saw Zhang Ke such a big fire. He felt a little dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to show it. The manager called the bill back and said that it was not in compliance with the regulations. I thought that since the money has been spent, it is impossible for the people below to pay for it. Thinking about coming back to the meeting this time, I brought him back to explain. I didn’t expect this kid. So muddled, I quarreled with Manager Sun..."

Zhang Tuo wanted to say something. He waved his hand and refused to let him continue: "I don't need your help to explain. I want to listen to this employee's own explanation and go to the meeting."

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Zhang Ke walked into the meeting room~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Seeing Yang Yun and the sales directors of each area were standing there, he pulled a chair and sat down without letting anyone sit, and said to Liu Minghui: "That employee what is it call?"

"Xiao Yiqun, I was recruited from South China University of Technology last year, and it has been placed in the South China Office." Liu Minghui said.

"Go and call him in and let him explain. Why is it justified to be in the office and yelling at the deputy director of the finance department?" Seeing what Liu Minghui wanted to explain, Zhang Ke waved his hand, "You can just call someone. NS."

Liu Minghui walked over unconsciously; Su Jindong greeted everyone to sit down, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was afraid that no one would dare to sit down.

After a while, Liu Minghui brought people in. Zhang Ke looked at Xiao Yiqun. The sales staff in the entire marketing department were very young, and Xiao Yiqun looked younger. Zhang Ke didn't say a word, but raised his brows, motioning him to speak directly.

"Ke Shao, my attitude today is very bad. I sincerely apologize to Manager Sun and you to Ke Shao..."

"I didn't listen to your apology. You are very upright and confident. You don't need to ask Mr. Liu to support you. If you have any reason, I will support you." Zhang Ke said coldly.