Perfect Life: System in the Apocalypse

A rigid apocalypse survival system, obtained from a dream.

An ordinary 25-year-old single man. When given the ability to change his current situation, Song Cheng unhesitatingly chose to embra...

Chapter 26: Find Song Cheng back, if you can't do it, leave

Chapter 26: Find Song Cheng back, if you can't do it, leave

Wild goose decoration.

Today, Wan Jiao is still dressed fashionably and beautifully, without losing her exquisiteness.

The woman's height is 1.75 meters, but because she likes to wear high heels, she looks nearly 1.8 meters tall, which makes her beautiful legs look even longer and her lines smoother, especially the black stockings she is wearing today, which are thin, transparent and shiny.

"Manager Wan, would you like to have lunch together?"

At lunchtime, Wang Tu came over and said with a smile, "I heard that a new Western restaurant opened recently. The steak there is pretty good."

Face the invitation.

Wan Jiao crossed her silk legs casually behind the desk, looked up at the man with a cold expression.

"No need. Team Leader Wang just returned to China. If you have time, you should focus on your work and get familiar with the working environment in China."

People are afraid of comparison.

Compared to Wang Tu, Song Cheng obviously made her feel more comfortable.

Wang Tu concealed his expression well, but the hidden passion was still obvious.

This didn't matter, but he saw arrogance and self-righteousness in Wang Tu, which really displeased her.

Song Chengze is different.

He is more handsome, has a better temperament, is more gentle, modest, reserved, and knows how to behave in relationships with others.

There is a huge gap between the two.

If it were Song Cheng, if the other party wanted to see her legs and breasts, she would not hide them at all, but would look at them openly and admire them.

She would enjoy, feel satisfied and comfortable when Song Cheng looked at her.

When Wang Tu looked at her, she only felt disgusted and abhorred, as if her body would become dirty if he looked at her.

She had never hated someone so much.

"So."

Wang Tu continued with what he thought was a charming smile, "How's the working environment here? I need Manager Wan to give me some guidance."

The greasy face and hair are greasy and disgusting, which makes you lose your appetite.

Wan Jiao let out a breath and was about to refuse verbally when her cell phone suddenly rang.

He ignored Wang Tu.

She casually answered the phone, leaned back in her chair, and said in a relaxed manner, "Mr. Gu."

On the phone, Gu Hongan said in a deep voice: "Who is Wang Tu, and where is Song Cheng?"

Wan Jiao glanced at the disgusting man sitting across from her, frowning slightly. "Team Leader Wang is the designer Manager Shi brought in yesterday. He graduated from the renowned Rhode Island School of Design."

"Song Cheng asked to resign yesterday, and Manager Shi agreed. He has now completed the procedures and left the company."

Hear your own name.

Wang Tu was surprised and didn't understand why.

"Tell that Wang Tu."

Gu Hongan suppressed his anger and said, "He was fired."

After that, the phone was hung up.

Wan Jiao was stunned, paused, put down the phone and said, "Wang Tu, Mr. Gu has ordered that you are fired."

What?

Wang Tu was stunned, and couldn't believe it after he realized what was happening.

Just started working yesterday and got fired today?

I am a top student who graduated from a foreign design school, how can I be so embarrassed?

"reason!"

Wang Tu refused.

Wan Jiao said expressionlessly, "You can go ask Mr. Gu in person. Now, it's time for you to leave."

Click.

The office door was closed.

Wang Tu left the office with a gloomy expression.

"hehe."

Wan Jiao chuckled, her mood became cheerful, and she even had an appetite.

Glancing at the chair opposite where the man had sat, she, who was already a bit of a germaphobe, suddenly felt disgusted. She stood up, took a piece of paper, then padded her hand with a tissue, pinched the back of the chair, and dragged the chair out of the office.

We can’t keep this chair anymore. It’s too dirty, an eyesore, and disgusting.

On the other side, in the private room.

"Old Li, find out what Shi Hui did and get him out."

After Gu Hongan gave his instructions, he put down his phone and let out a breath.

Jin Yuzhu glanced at him with a meaningful look.

"Jade beads."

Gu Hongan simply said, "You know my character well. I had no idea that Song Cheng was replaced."

"You know my company's current situation, and I really need this opportunity. I can offer a discount and only charge the cost price for the decoration. How about that?"

As long as I can get the decoration business of Yinhuan Building, it doesn’t matter if I don’t make the money.

What matters is the results.

"Uncle Gu."

Jin Yuzhu smiled sweetly and said, "It's not about the money. Although my villa isn't an office building, it can be used to show a company's overall decoration and design capabilities."

"As you know, I pay attention to quality. Only when the quality is good enough and meets my expectations will I consider the price."

"Jifeng Decoration gave me seven design proposals. Each design proposal has a distinct style and characteristics. I am very satisfied with it. This shows that Jifeng Decoration has strong and comprehensive business capabilities."

"On the other hand, out of the five design proposals from Hongyan Decoration, only Song Cheng's proposal can be called excellent and satisfy me, but that's all."

"Even if you change back to Song Cheng now, I still don't think he's capable."

Gu Hongan was helpless.

Although the company has been gaining momentum in the past two years, its overall strength is still not as good as Jifeng Decoration.

no way.

He has advantages in material channels and decoration projects, and can reduce decoration costs to a minimum, focusing on cost-effectiveness.

However, the company's decoration design capabilities are still a bit weak, which is a flaw.

No matter how high the cost-effectiveness is, if the decoration design is not good enough, the cost-effectiveness cannot be highlighted. You can't just do low-end decoration. There are too many people doing it and you can't make much money. If you want to go further, you must get involved in high-end decoration.

High-end decoration is not short of money. What matters is the company's decoration design capabilities, whether the designed decoration plan is beautiful, whether it can be implemented to satisfy customers and meet customer needs.

But the problem is that the foundation is too shallow and the development time is too short.

Jifeng Decoration has been developing for many years and has already cultivated and attracted a large number of outstanding decoration designers.

Among other things, Song Cheng is the only one who can offer Hongyan Decoration, and it's not even the best. It's really helpless.

"Jade beads."

Gu Hongan sighed: "This opportunity is rare, I really need it."

Jin Yuzhu ate the delicious wild bluefin tuna meat, thought for a moment, and said calmly, "The last three days."

"Uncle Gu, if Song Cheng's plan can really satisfy me completely, then let him be the chief designer, and all the decoration business of Yinhuan Building will be handed over to you."

Three days.

Gu Hongan took a deep breath and agreed. After thinking about it, he picked up his phone and contacted Wan Jiao again.

The other side.

Wan Jiao, who had just left the company and got into the car, answered the phone.

"Bring Song Cheng back before dark and have him continue to be responsible for the villa design for President Jin. You must come up with a plan that will satisfy President Jin within two days. If you can't find him or fail to do it, Song Cheng will stay and you will resign."

After saying that, he hung up the phone decisively.

Wan Jiao blinked, stunned.

"It's none of my business!"

Coming back to her senses, she couldn't help but curse angrily. She looked at Shi Hui and Wang Tu, who were standing on the roadside in the distance, looking dejected and holding cardboard boxes, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth.

"Two idiots, more trouble than success."

I resisted the urge to get out of the car, rush over, and kick those two idiots with my high heels. I took a deep breath and calmed down.

Wan Jiao clicked on Song Cheng's cell phone number and called him.

"Hey, senpai."

Song Cheng's voice sounded on the phone, quite lazy.

"Do you have time?"

Wan Jiao said calmly: "Let's have a meal together, now."

Song Cheng: "Okay, I'll send you the location."

The phone was hung up and the location was sent.

Wan Jiao was not in a hurry. Instead, she opened the rearview mirror and took a look while putting on makeup.

Although I don’t know what exactly happened to Mr. Gu, now that it concerns my career, I must give it my all.

So, the makeup is done.

She looked at her beautiful legs in black stockings again, patted and touched them, and felt satisfied.

Look at the underwear again, it is also very sexy black lace translucent underwear.

Wait, see what underwear does.

Wan Jiao lowered her collar, looking unnatural for a moment. She suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her head and drove to the location on her phone.

(End of this chapter)