Fortunately, Wang Ying not only did a good job, but also received a generous bonus later on.
But this person's mind is definitely not as quick as Zhang Yanyan's.
Just as Lin Wei had said, the food company's agency rights had been opened up. After An Jing completed all the formalities and temporarily stabilized the company, she first approached Lin Wei to secure the agency rights for the two brands.
Lin Wei had already said that only directly operated stores were allowed in Jiangcheng, so she wisely took the agency rights for her hometown, which is the Xincheng area.
Even for her own employees, the agency fee was exactly what it should be, not a penny less, and Zhang Yanyan worked with great enthusiasm.
But Wang Ying only realized what had happened after the two stores that Zhang Yanyan was representing had already been renovated.
"Didn't Weiwei and Yan Yan get the agency rights for the food brand? Why can't I?"
Lin Wei glanced at the other person from among the numerous documents and said, "You're quite something. When did I ever say you weren't good enough?"
Wang Ying was taken aback, "But..."
After she finished speaking, she realized what she had said.
Yes, Lin Wei never said that the agency rights wouldn't be given to company employees.
"But you all did it, why didn't you remind me?"
Lin Wei put down her pen and said slowly, "Yingying, you're not young anymore. You're almost 30. You can't expect me to supervise you to change one thing first, and then expect me to supervise you to change another. Nobody will talk about making money in front of someone."
"Do you expect me to specifically tell you, after I've obtained the agency rights, that you can also set up one of these in your hometown?"
Wang Ying nodded matter-of-factly, "Yes, you could say that, why not?"
"Doing business, no matter what kind of business it is, is risky. I've said that before. If you open the store and make money, that's good. But what if you don't make money and suffer losses? What if you blame me for it? Your current thinking is just like when Zhang Yanyan took over the script murder game agency rights. You can do it if you want, I don't object, just pay the money. But you can't open it in Jiangcheng. The rules are the same."
Wang Ying looked at her for a long time before asking, "Weiwei, is it tiring to have me do things for you? I only move one step for every one step you kick."
"Your work ability is undeniable, but I still feel you've been living too comfortably. You made too much money following me before, which made you lose your sense of crisis. Of course, you don't necessarily have to go into business. After all, your salary plus commission already surpasses 99% of people nationwide. You're already very brave."
Lin Wei truly believed that.
Even in later generations, more than 80% of people would not be able to reach Wang Ying's current salary level, which shows that her ability is really quite good.
That's the brain of mine—
"Perhaps you're not cut out for business. Sticking to your old profession might be a good option, don't you think?"
"I think, I think..." After hesitating for a long time, Wang Ying still said, "I want to try again, even if I'm a step behind others, it doesn't mean that the market has been taken over by others. As long as I can do it, if others can make money, I will definitely be able to make money too."
Wang Ying was not discouraged. She found An Jing and obtained the agency rights for her hometown, Yuncheng.
Wang Ying has worked for three years longer than Zhang Yanyan, and the savings she has accumulated over those three years are far beyond what Zhang Yanyan can match.
Location selection, decoration, hiring staff—money was spent in a flash. Even before Zhang Yanyan, Yuncheng's store opened first.
Running a business definitely requires more effort than working for someone else. Fortunately, Wang Ying's parents are both in her hometown, each looking after a shop, so nothing went wrong.
On the contrary, Zhang Yanyan encountered difficulties.
“My parents want to go back to their hometown. After the store opens, someone will always need to go and look after it, so after thinking about it, I decided to send my parents back.” Zhang Yanyan sighed. “I originally wanted to bring my parents here so they could settle down. They finally came, but now… they have to go back.”
“It’s normal for older people to miss their hometown. If they want to go back, they can. They have many acquaintances there, and they can also show off how successful their daughters are.”
Zhang Yanyan said helplessly, "That's what my parents think. In the past two years, they've been showing off at home during the Spring Festival. The problem is that when they show off, the relatives don't feel good. In the end, nobody wants others to be better off than themselves."
"That's true. There are very few people who genuinely hope that the other person is better than themselves. It's one thing for you to show off before, but you'll be back after the New Year. But you should keep a low profile in the future. Some people are just inherently bad. If they do something bad, then I'm just overthinking it. If your family is rich, does that mean no one will be thinking about borrowing money from you?"
"Once you lend out the money, it's hard to get it back. If you keep pressing them, they'll say..."
Before Lin Wei could finish speaking, Zhang Yanyan interrupted with a look of disgust, "Your family is so rich, yet you still ask us for this little bit of money. The richer you are, the stingier you become."
"Wow, you're quite experienced," Lin Wei teased.
“It’s too late. My parents have already bragged about it, and this has already happened. That’s why I don’t want them to go back. But I can’t just stop doing business and making money because of relatives. So, no matter what my parents say, the daily revenue will be deposited into my account. I’m the person in charge of the company, and I will absolutely not invite any relatives to work for my company.”
The idea is correct, but it's really difficult to put into practice.
Sure enough, just two months after the new store opened, Zhang Yanyan's father was hospitalized after arguing with relatives and suffering a heart attack.
Fortunately, the new city wasn't far, and we arrived at the hospital in just a few hours by company car.
But the relatives at that time not only didn't think they were wrong, they also acted like scoundrels at the hospital.
"Oh dear, I only said a few words and you're already pretending to be sick. Now that you're rich, you're just making trouble for your poor relatives. I'm going to watch the doctor expose your lies."
“You’re in such good health, you’ve been living a good life these past few years, what did I say? You’re clearly faking it.”
Zhang's mother was so angry at what her relatives said that she was furious. Fortunately, Zhang Yanyan arrived in time and called the police, separating them from each other.
A short while later, the doctor from the emergency room came out.
The relatives remained arrogant and domineering, saying, "See, doctor? The patient was faking it, wasn't he? I knew he was faking it; nothing's wrong with him at all."
The doctor frowned and called out, "Who is Zhang Youshun's family member?"
"I'm her daughter, doctor. How is my dad?" Zhang Yanyan asked hurriedly.
"The patient suffered a stroke due to anger and shock, but has been resuscitated. As for the condition of his body, we will have to wait until he wakes up and undergoes examinations to find out."
However, modern medical technology is not as advanced as that of later generations, and strokes often result in either hemiplegia or paralysis.
The relatives were dumbfounded.
"Is your internal energy sick?"
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