Four Hundred and Sixty Nine Chapters Means

Jiang Ting was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly: "Of course, that little girl in your Internet cafe is very pretty, and she is quite suitable for the front desk."

"Yeah." Zhou Yuwen said, hugged Jiang Ting's waist, and kissed Jiang Ting twice: "I don't mean to blame you, I also know that you will not be so stingy, after all, Su Qian and I It's nothing shallow, it's just that I don't like gossiping people, and I've gotten along with that front desk twice, and it's really not suitable for reception. "

Jiang Ting nodded: "I know, I will handle it well."

"Well, I went to dinner with them. I'll come back to clean you up in the evening." Zhou Yuwen said, pinching Jiang Ting's buttocks.

Jiang Ting's body was sensitive, her pretty face flushed, and she gave Zhou Yuwen a peevish look, Zhou Yuwen did indeed smile, turned and left.

They left the company with Wen Qing and Su Qianqian, and when they met the front desk, the receptionist got up quickly: "Boss."

"Um."

Jiang Ting watched Zhou Yuwen take Wen Qing's mother and daughter out by the window. She also saw Su Qianqian hugging Zhou Yuwen's arm. Although Zhou Yuwen deliberately avoided Su Qianqian, Su Qianqian's stalking hug Holding Zhou Yuwen's arm, Zhou Yuwen couldn't shake it off, so he didn't take it seriously.

Jiang Ting, who was originally shy in front of Zhou Yuwen, had already turned frosty.

She sat on Zhou Yuwen's boss chair, thought for a while and called the front desk.

It was already seven o'clock at this time, and the front desk was about to get off work. At this time, I received a call from Jiang Ting.

"Hello? President Jiang?"

"Come to my office for a while." Jiang Ting said lightly.

"Uh, Mr. Jiang is off work now, what can't we talk about tomorrow?" The small front desk complained, originally the salary was 2,000 yuan a month, and the locals just wanted to come and play, so they definitely wouldn't talk too much. humble.

Jiang Ting wrote over there and said lightly: "Come here now, some things must be clarified today, lest you go back tomorrow."

"Oh." The front desk muttered in a low voice that the company is not big and there are many things going on. The 20-year-old girl really regarded herself as the boss, and she didn't even have any good feelings for Jiang Ting.

So dawdling came to Zhou Yuwen's office, knocked on the door, but saw Jiang Ting sitting in Zhou Yuwen's seat, writing something with a straight face.

The small front desk felt that Jiang Ting was too pretentious.

"Come in." Jiang Ting said lightly.

So the front desk went in: "Mr. Jiang, what do you need to ask me?"

"Well, here is a thousand yuan, which is your salary for this month. You are an intern. It stands to reason that I shouldn't give it to you, but it's unreasonable not to give it to you." Jiang Ting said while sitting there.

"You want to fire me!?" The front desk was stunned for a moment, some didn't understand.

Jiang Ting remained silent.

The receptionist suddenly became angry: "You will fire me for what I did!?"

Jiang Ting looked up at the front desk disdainfully, but the front desk was startled, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Ting was younger than herself, but why she could see contempt and impatience towards herself from Jiang Ting's eyes.

"The company doesn't need employees with no eyesight." Jiang Ting said lightly.

"It's you who said that irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter the company casually! I came here according to your order!" Anyway, this is the first job of the small front desk. Eyes suddenly red.

Jiang Ting took a deep breath: "Let me ask you, did Mr. Zhou call the mother and son before?"

The small front desk was speechless.

Jiang Ting said lightly: "Rules are dead, but people are alive. Your approach is suitable for a large company, but our temple is small, so you can find another job."

"But..." The little receptionist was about to be told to cry by Jiang Ting.

"Don't tell me it's my name. The boss of the company is Zhou Yuwen. What do you mean by using my banner and not giving the boss face? Are you trying to use me to suppress the boss?" Jiang Ting also held back for a long time, this sentence She gritted her teeth angrily and said the words. She stared at the front desk viciously, but the front desk was a little scared.

There was something wrong during the previous meeting, and now this employee has brought such a problem to herself. Jiang Ting was angry and suppressed it all the time, but the front desk didn't know what to do.

Seeing that the front desk didn't speak, Jiang Ting calmed down her temper and resumed her calm tone: "You go, you don't need to come tomorrow."

The front desk's eyes were red, but then he picked up the list that Jiang Ting had opened, snorted and turned to leave.

What are the rules and regulations, the boss has already called, but the front desk still doesn't let people go? Let alone a small company, no matter how big a company is, they dare not play like this.

The more Jiang Ting thought about it, the more annoyed she became, and she couldn't help but scold Qiao Linlin, and she didn't know what Zhou Yuwen thought about herself.

In fact, expelling this girl is indeed the best choice. Jiang Ting also thought about it, because when Jiang Ting thought about it, Zhou Yuwen obviously regarded the front desk as his own, saying that she was transferred to another department, but in fact it was for Jiang Ting. She saves face, but in fact, the minimum undergraduate degree in other departments, what is the use of her a specialist?

Zhou Yuwen will give Jiang Ting a step down, but Jiang Ting wants to show her attitude to Zhou Yuwen, that is, the company belongs to you, whoever dares not give you face, just open it, I will always be your woman, everything I do will protect you.

It's just that every time Wen Qing speaks softly, but every time she hits the nail on the head, Jiang Ting is upset for no reason. Thinking of Wen Qing's yin and yang words, Jiang Ting feels annoyed!

I don't know how she will say bad things about herself behind her back!

Having said that, Zhou Yuwen really didn't think too much about it. He really thought that the front desk couldn't handle things, it was too casual. After all, the front desk is the face of the company. It's a good thing that you are beautiful, but beauty is not entirely capital. What's more, it's 2,000 a month. In 2011, the internship salary was not low, but you are at this level?

Then I might as well transfer Yang Yue here. He only pays 1,200 yuan a month, and he is no uglier than you.

Another reason is that Yang Yue is too young, but her qualifications are quite high. The Internet cafe needs to expand, so let her be the supervisor. Her child is lazy and not suitable. If she is not given a salary increase, she will probably feel uncomfortable.

A pretty face can't be wasted either.

What's more, Yang Yue, a little girl, has an advantage, that is, she likes Zhou Yuwen and is especially loyal to Zhou Yuwen. It is perfect to transfer her to the front desk position.

Zhou Yuwen took Wen Qing's mother and daughter to the commercial street of the University City to find a barbecue restaurant and asked for a seat. After entering, it was similar to the music restaurant before.

Seeing Zhou Yuwen coming in, he immediately greeted him with a smile and said, "Boss Zhou is here?"

"Yes." Zhou Yuwen nodded.

So it was properly arranged for Zhou Yuwen. Originally, Wen Qing was ready to give the money, but she didn't accept it at all. She even jokingly said, "In the university town, who would take money from Boss Zhou when doing business?"