A heavy hangover sent Li Cheng back to 1999. Facing people who were both familiar and unfamiliar, Li Cheng was indeed excited. "This is time reversal, my youth is back!"
Li Cheng deci...
Seeing Zhang Dahe and others getting closer, Li Cheng closed the car window. The dark window film prevented people passing by from seeing who was sitting in the car.
After the bicycle team entered the yard, Li Cheng turned around and said, "Among these people, except for Zhang Dahe who has a bit of ruthlessness, the others are just following to show their support."
Meng Jianghong, who was sitting in the back seat, said, "Not necessarily. Look, Yue Yanxiang is still in uniform. Maybe he can scare that wrestler."
Li Cheng smiled but said nothing. When he saw Zhang Dahe and the others just now, he realized that although there were quite a few of them, they all looked well-mannered and refined, like people who could count on an abacus.
It's okay to let them settle accounts, but letting them scare people would probably be counterproductive.
But that's not necessarily the case. They are fighting for their own houses and the interests they have worked so hard to obtain. Even a scholar who is weak and powerless still has the courage to fight.
Meng Jianghong added, "Li Cheng, that's a pretty mean move! If they win, the wrestlers will have to move. If they lose, they can sue the man for occupying someone else's house and injuring the owner. That's quite a ruthless move!"
Li Cheng chuckled and said, "There's no guarantee of a fight. We're a lot of people, and wrestlers aren't superhuman. Seeing so many people, they might immediately back down."
Meng Jianghong said, "I hope so! Otherwise I'll be very busy."
Li Cheng chuckled and said, "Sister Meng is so righteous. She always helps you brothers and sisters. We, as your brothers and sisters, are so lucky."
Meng Jianghong reached out and hit him, saying, "Stop saying those nice things. Let me ask you, the position of director of the deposit department has been vacant for so long. You said you would come over to help me, so why haven't you come yet?"
After the director of the deposit department retired, Meng Jianghong wanted Li Cheng to take over. She said Li Cheng could be the director, and as the deputy director, she had no objection, as long as Li Cheng agreed. To this end, she even contacted President Hou.
As a result, more than half a month has passed since the incident, and Li Cheng is still unwilling to give her a definite answer.
Li Cheng said, "Sister Meng, it's not that I don't want to go over and help you. You have the freedom to work there and no one will bother you. I really want to go. But you know what? President Hou has already found a candidate for you. She said you've made outstanding achievements in your work over the past few years, and the position of director is vacant, so she wants you to be the director. As for the deputy director, it's Zhang Dahe who just went there."
"Zhang Dahe?"
"Yes, that's him. President Hou said that Zhang Dahe is generous and enjoys interacting with people. He's exactly what you need..."
Before Li Cheng finished speaking, Meng Jianghong was about to open the car door and get out. Li Cheng quickly asked her what she was doing, and Meng Jianghong said, "I have to go and see. What if Zhang Dahe is crippled by that wrestler? Where can I find another helper..."
As she spoke, Meng Jianghong had already opened the car door.
Li Cheng quickly held her back and said, "Don't go yet. This is an opportunity to see Zhang Dahe's ability to handle affairs and see if he is suitable for the deposit department in the future."
Meng Jianghong was stunned for a moment, then said, "You asked them to come here on purpose today, didn't you?"
Li Cheng shook his head and said, "They have to come. The houses are allocated to them. From now on, these houses will belong to them personally. They must fight for their own interests."
Meng Jianghong looked at Li Cheng's slightly serious expression and thought to herself why it was like a war just for a shabby house.
At this moment, Li Cheng's cell phone rang. Li Cheng picked up the phone and saw that it was Zhang Dahe calling.
"Dahe called."
After saying that, Li Cheng answered the phone.
Meng Jianghong also moved her face closer and listened with her ear close to the phone.
Zhang Dahe yelled on the phone: "Li Cheng, he said he would never move, and said that this house belonged to his grandfather------"
"Who is his grandfather?"
Zhang Dahe said a name.
Li Cheng quickly hung up the phone and called Director Pi. Director Pi told Li Cheng that there was a person with this name in the city branch. However, this person died ten years ago.
Li Cheng then asked him if the man had lived here before his death. Director Pi said, "How could he have lived there? It seems that he had just moved in and died not long ago." However, it had been so long that Director Pi's memory was not very clear.
After hanging up the phone, Li Cheng called Zhang Dahe again and told him that the man's grandfather had moved to another place a long time ago and that the house was his now.
Zhang Dahe felt more confident after hearing this. However, he told Li Cheng that people had come upstairs and downstairs to see how the matter was handled.
Li Cheng said, "Okay, then you can ask the accountants and cashiers who came with you to split into two groups. One group will talk to the people upstairs, and the other group will talk to the people downstairs.
Let them use their usual communication skills with customers to tell those who occupy the house that the house is not theirs and ask them to vacate the house. Otherwise, they will not be so polite in the next step.
Zhang Dahe said, "Okay, let's do it."
Li Cheng also told him that he must speak gently, and even when speaking harshly, he should not use harsh force. In short, if there is something to say, it should be said in a nice way, and the truth does not lie in the loudness of the voice.
Zhang Dahe was stunned for a moment, thinking, "How do you do this? Can you show us how to do it?"
After hanging up the phone, Li Cheng said to Meng Jianghong, "If Zhang Dahe can get that wrestling expert to vacate his house, you'll have found a treasure."
Meng Jianghong understood what this meant, because her job was mainly to get wealthy big clients to deposit their money in the branch.
However, yours is not the only bank in this city. Why would people deposit their money with you?
Why? It was because Meng Jianghong and others patiently and meticulously communicated with them, and because of their persistent work attitude.
If you don’t have a sense of professionalism, you really can’t do this job.
Meng Jianghong looked outside, her eyes fixed on the third-floor window.
Suddenly, Meng Jianghong said, "Li Cheng, are they really going to fight?"
In fact, Li Cheng had already seen the figure behind the window shaking violently, as if someone was taking action.
But he didn't want to get involved at this time. Because Zhang Dahe didn't call for help, and Li Cheng also wanted to see if Zhang Dahe, who was called "the devil of the world" when he was a child, was still as powerful as he used to be.
"It shouldn't be a big deal. I heard that when Zhang Dahe was a kid, he smashed every window in this yard. He hasn't started smashing the glass yet, so it must be nothing..."
Before Li Cheng could finish, they saw the glass suddenly shatter...
"Fuck, they really started smashing the glass..."
Li Cheng opened the car door and got out while shouting...