"Stop interrupting, okay? We don't need any security cameras. Please leave, or I'll call security right now!!!" A Black woman yelled at her, "Get out!!"
Louise felt incredibly embarrassed, every pore of her body radiating embarrassment. She felt extremely wronged, but could only smile and back away, intending to find another place. Just as she was about to leave, a bald man in casual clothes walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I'm just turning down a saleswoman." The nanny smiled politely, seeing that the man seemed to be from the villa area.
“You can’t swear at people, can you? Is there anything I can help you with?” the bald man asked Louise.
"I just want to meet some new friends. Aren't you working today?" Louise struck up a conversation.
"My working hours are quite flexible. You look very nice; are you a salesperson?"
"I'm not a salesperson, my main job is... um... do you know Jiafeng?" Louise asked.
"Never heard of it. How about we go upstairs and have a coffee while we sit down?"
"Okay, my treat!"
The two had a great chat, mainly about Jiafeng. Louise felt like she had met the person who understood her best in her life. No matter what she said, the other person could respond. Before she knew it, the morning had passed.
Two men sitting not far away were getting annoyed; was it really necessary to talk about something so trivial for so long?
Jiafeng's team has launched activities across the UK, with three events in London. The number of new agents has surged since yesterday, and has already recovered to 50,000 today. Doubling that number will be a piece of cake in no time.
On stage, a man in his thirties was speaking passionately, and the audience below was almost going crazy. As the final conditions were revealed, the entire audience surged forward, jostling to get to the front.
One of the white men, in his forties, went around to the backstage and found the speaker on stage.
"What's the matter?" The lecturer looked at the person in front of him with some doubt. Company rules prohibited contact with agents, but there were all kinds of people in the audience. Some wanted to get in through connections, while others admired the person on stage. Whether it was making some money or some sex, it was all considered a side income of the job.
"I think you're very good. Want to switch jobs? I can offer you three times your salary!" The middle-aged man offered his price directly.
The lecturer was stunned. It would be a lie to say he wasn't tempted by triple pay, but he also had reservations and asked, "What company is this? Is it a scam?"
“It’s a listed company, and the salary is definitely not a problem. If you go there, you’ll be the team leader and get a direct promotion. We’re currently doing related business, and with your abilities, you’ll be top-notch there. If it’s a good fit, leave your phone number and we’ll get in touch.”
The lecturer glanced around, quietly took a piece of paper out of his pocket, wrote his contact information on it, and slipped it into the middle-aged man's hand.
In terms of poaching talent, George believed that the team Lu Feng brought from China was the most crucial. In just one day, they contacted 127 people at Jiafeng through headhunting companies, including Manager Li, who was offered a staggering monthly salary of £50,000!
If Lu Feng hadn't promised him a position at the group's headquarters after returning to China, along with management stock options, Manager Li would have been truly tempted.
As for the others who originally intended to stay here, now that they have such a good opportunity and such a high salary, they naturally need to go out and integrate into the local community. The headhunting company reported back that these Chinese people generally have a need for immigration. George waved his hand and first drew up a big picture of immigration.
The effect was immediate. By 3 p.m., the resignation applications in the human resources department were piled up like a mountain, and some senior managers' resignation applications were even placed on Manager Li's desk.
In Lu Feng's office, Manager Li seemed a little anxious and looked at Lu Feng, saying, "They've gone too far in their recruitment efforts; even I've received calls from local headhunting firms."
How many people are there?
“One hundred and twenty-seven people, and one hundred and three of them are from the domestic team. They seem determined to leave. I think we should hold a meeting, talk to them, and try to persuade them to stay,” Manager Li suggested.
Lu Feng lit a cigarette and leaned back in his chair, saying, "I thought you had some amazing skills, but all you've got is this? You think you can leave? Do you think the cutthroat world of capital is gentler or more humane? If you want to go out and see the world, then give them a chance!"
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