very nice.
After the three executives finished their job presentations, Qiao Hui, who was lying in the flower room next door and eating pears, poked his head out and asked, "Can I come out now?"
Xianjin nodded.
Qiao Hui happily took a bite of the pear and said, "Is Manager Xiao Dong a relative of the old manager in Jing County?"
"He's my biological son." Xianjin replied.
Qiao Hui laughed: "Is that the reason?"
Pears are juicy, so the kiss will be sweeter.
Qiao Hui smiled and said, "Boss He, a thousand-mile dam is breached by an ant hole. Many businesses have been ruined by nepotism~"
Xianjin gave Qiao Hui a look and said, "Who told you that's the reason? A manager can only have one personality? Manager Zhong is very smart and conscientious, speaks tightly, is strict with himself and others, so of course he is very good; Qiqiqi is smart and quick to act, I think one step ahead, he thinks three steps ahead, very smart... Do you think these two are better?"
Qiao Hui waved his hand: "I won't fall into your trap."
Xianjin rolled his eyes again: "But Manager Zhong can easily make people feel that he is too sincere and enthusiastic, but sometimes he is misrepresented in the eyes of stubborn people; Qiqiqi relies on his intelligence and has his own thoughts on small details. For example, he is now in charge of the first floor of the Xuan store, and he will unconsciously treat some customers who are not well-dressed differently..."
As Qiao Hui listened, he gradually understood: "Sometimes, being smart is not necessarily a good thing."
Xianjin snapped his fingers. "The superiors need smart people, but also 'stupid people' - Manager Xiaodong is suitable to be a pawn. If you tell him to run east, he will never go west. If you tell him to kill a pig, he will never chase a chicken. He won't even think about whether your instructions are correct. He will do whatever you tell him to do. Such people must be there, and they must be used."
"The premise of reuse is based on confidence in one's own decision-making." Qiao Hui smiled and immediately and smoothly followed up Xianjin's words.
Xianjin didn't think there was anything wrong with this.
As the person who makes the decision, you must have strong self-confidence and self-esteem.
Qiao Hui shrugged: "You sent Manager Xiao Dong to manage a shop with a monthly revenue of 40 taels, which is not a good use of him."
Xianjin shook his finger: "No, no - that shop is the business I am most optimistic about!"
"Xuan" is more about promoting the fame of Xuan paper, but to realize cash and seize the market, "Xuan paper" is needed.
Qiao Hui liked to watch Xianjin leaning on the beauty couch and shaking his fingers the most. The beauty was half sitting and half lying, with clear eyebrows but shrewd eyes, and her thin lips were not talking about rouge and powder, but about the extremely tempting events of plunder and occupation.
It makes one's blood boil and one's head raised in despair.
Qiao Hui sat on the square table next to Xianjin, crossed his arms, leaned forward, and smiled with narrowed eyes: "The pears this year are good, perhaps because of the heavy rain, they are sweet and fragrant."
The tip of his nose was almost touching her thin golden lips.
Xianjin raised his chin slightly and kissed the corner of Qiao Hui's lips accurately. After a long while, he narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his eyebrows and smiled softly: "It's really sweet."
......
If the initial verbal battle was evenly matched, then the collection of "The Difference Between Xuan and Xuan" launched by Xiao Fu and Ai Rong completely pushed this verbal battle to its peak. Chen Fu was very upset when he wrote, and once cried to Xian Jin: "I, your father, am a lousy writer. I am good at writing about eating, drinking and having fun! If you dare to give this kind of stuff to your father, your father will let you know what "cheap goods are bad" means!"
Cheap?
What's cheap?
Xianjin blinked innocently: "Cheap goods are not good, so the free goods should be good - you don't think I want to give you a fee for writing, do you?"
Chen Fu was even more devastated.
I was already out of money!
His mysterious private money had long been taken away by his own daughter, leaving nothing behind!
These days, all the banquets are hosted in the name of Director Qiao!
Xianjin thoughtfully poured a glass of water for his cheap father and said, "You write first. If it doesn't work, I'll ask the teacher to revise it."
Chen Fu was terrified: He is the cuckold of Yaochi!? How can he submit his writings to the headmaster Qiao?! If he loses face in front of the headmaster Qiao, he will not live the rest of his life!
Chen Fu put all his energy into writing, staying up for two nights and writing very carefully.
Xianjin originally wanted to write a critical commentary with a bit of academic flavor, but Chen Fu followed his original style and wrote a heartfelt collection of prose. He started with his memories of growing up in a rice paper workshop when he was young, and slowly wrote about the development of rice paper, the old master smelling the paper after drinking, the new apprentice scalding his hand in front of the wall, and the appearance of rice paper like the shimmering cicada wings in summer and the snowflakes floating in the air in winter...
Finally, it comes down to "No matter what form Xuan paper appears in, as long as you need it and as long as Xuan paper exists, it will be a fate."
Xianjin was moved to tears and was deeply moved.
At noon that day, I ordered a table full of delicious food and wine from the Eight Immortals for my cheap dad.
Of course, the one who was blamed was Chief Qiao Shan.
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