Vientiane Plaza.

"Mr. Xu."

"Good morning, Mr. Xu."

Mr. Xu nodded slightly to the employees and was about to enter the office when he was stopped by the front desk: "Mr. Xu, Mr. Qin asked you to go to his office after work."

"Mr. Qin is back?"

In the chairman's office, Mr. Xu pushed open the door and said in surprise when he saw Qin Hao: "Mr. Qin, when did you come back?"

"I just arrived yesterday. I have worked hard for you recently." Qin Hao made a gesture to the other party to sit down.

After a few simple greetings, Qin Hao said seriously: "How is the company's operation during my absence?"

"Steady and improving, but..."

"But what?"

Mr. Xu frowned and said, "I heard that Hulian Commercial Building and several other department stores on Nanjing Road have already removed their containers. It seems they want to imitate us."

"Just removed the container?"

"Um."

Qin Hao waved his hand: "There is no need to worry about them. The difference between supermarkets and department stores is not just whether they have containers or not. It is all-round crushing from the management model to the sales model. Our enemy now is not others, but ourselves."

.”

"Well, I understand Mr. Qin."

Qin Hao paused: "The Vientiane Plaza in Shenzhen has already broken ground, and there is also a Hema boutique supermarket. It is expected to open before the end of next year. You first make a recruitment plan. According to the scale of 20% of the existing employees of Vientiane Plaza

, first cultivate a group of skilled employees.”

Mr. Xu was about to nod when he heard Qin Hao say solemnly.

"You also need to train a successor, whether you promote it from within or recruit it from outside, and you have to be able to take on the leadership role here within a year."

The market in Shanghai has been cultivated. Next, as long as we follow the steps and make no mistakes, we can maintain our advantage. It is really a waste for a general with outstanding ability like Mr. Xu to stay in Shanghai. Moreover, the more capable people are, the more likely they will be.

Don't put him in a comfortable environment, otherwise it will not only dampen his passion, but also easily breed ambition.

Sending him to Shenzhen to open up the market and charge into the battle is the best choice.

For Mr. Xu, this is also a good arrangement. On the one hand, Qin Hao asked him to train his successor, which shows that he still has full trust in him. On the other hand, at his level, the annual salary is of little significance. On the contrary, connections and resume

The most important thing is that Shenzhen, as the bridgehead of reform and opening up, has gathered the most elite talents in the country, and it is a broader battlefield.

"good."

It is easy to speak to a smart person, a good word, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding.

After Mr. Xu left, Qin Hao called the front desk to come in while signing various recent documents and reports.

"You can help me buy a bouquet of roses and deliver them to the Foreign Trade Building at No. 27 on the Bund to Miss Wang."

While talking, Qin Hao wrote a note and handed it to the front desk.

The receptionist very wisely held the side with the writing on it in his palm, put it in an envelope after going out, and then called the florist to order flowers.

"How many roses do you want?"

Qin Hao didn't say this, but the young lady at the front desk thought about it and realized that the boss was not short of money anyway. Since he was sending roses, the more the better.

"You can pack as many as you can into a bunch."

"Okay, how about I pack 999 for you?"

"Okay, hurry up and pack it up. I'll pick it up later."

The receptionist had never seen such a large bouquet of roses before, and she didn't understand how big it was. When she came to the flower shop, she was stunned. Isn't this thing too big?

"This is too big, how can I give it away?"

The store owner said with a smile: "We have a special car that can deliver the goods."

"Then...Okay, do you have the invoice?"

"Yes, I'll open it for you."

No. 27 on the Bund is still crowded with people. In the foreign trade building, the salesmen are doing gymnastics following the broadcast.

It was not until the broadcast ended that everyone returned to their workstations and prepared to continue working.

Wang Mingzhu still has big waves. She wears a big red plush coat on her upper body, a red and black plaid skirt on her lower body, and wears Mary Jane round-toe shoes. No matter where she goes, she looks like a beautiful scenery, and people can't help but look at her.

One light.

Just when Wang Mingzhu sat down at her desk and her butt was still hot, she suddenly heard a commotion outside.

"Hey, Xiao Wang, come over quickly and take a look."

Wang Mingzhu and Mei Ping didn't know why, but they still got together. How could girls of this age not like to watch the excitement.

As a result, I saw a huge bouquet of roses moving slowly.

"Wow, so many roses, where do you think they were sent?"

"Oh, it seems you have entered our foreign trade building."

"Really, whose boyfriend is so generous? How much does it cost to spend so many roses?"

"Hey, do you think it was given to our section chief?"

"Don't talk nonsense, our section chief is married."

"Didn't you hear that her husband passed away? It's normal for someone to pursue her."

Wang Mingzhu was happily eating melon, when she heard from downstairs: Excuse me, Wang Mingzhu, is Miss Wang here?

Suddenly, the colleagues who were still gossiping about Section Chief Jin all looked at Wang Mingzhu with surprised eyes.

Before Wang Mingzhu could react, Mei Ping had already dragged her to the stairs. As expected, she saw that the sound came from under the huge bouquet of roses.

"Wang Mingzhu is here." Mei Ping waved her hand downwards.

In an instant, everyone's eyes in the entire foreign trade building fell on Wang Mingzhu.

By the time the receptionist reached the third floor with difficulty carrying the roses, she was already panting from exhaustion. At this moment, she regretted very much. Why did she get such a big bouquet of roses when she had nothing to do? Although she didn't have to pay for it herself, it was painful.

"Ms. Wang, this is specially customized for you by our President Qin."

Wang Mingzhu was still in a state of brain failure, so she subconsciously took the rose and didn't react until the front desk left.

"Xiaomei, please help me hold the envelope, I can't reach it."

"Oh, good." Mei Ping said with envy written all over her face: "Ms. Wang, so many roses cost a lot of money. Who is Mr. Qin? Is he your client?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wang Mingzhu didn’t think about Qin Hao at first. After all, they had only met a few times, and Qin Hao had not shown any intention to pursue her before.

, as soon as Mei Ping talked about clients, Wang Mingzhu kept searching in her mind for the clients she had on hand. Not to mention that there was actually a person named Qin, but that old man was old enough to be her father.

"Xiaomei, help me get it."

"Okay." Mei Ping took the huge bouquet of roses happily. Although it was not given to herself, the moment she held it, everyone's eyes were focused on her. This feeling made her usually have no sense of presence.

Mei Ping felt like she had become the protagonist, and she really liked this feeling.

"Xiao Wang, you also said that you don't have a boyfriend. You are so secretive about it."

"That is to say, you are willing to give away such a big bouquet of roses. How far has it progressed?"

"Xiao Wang, when are you going to treat us to some wedding candies?"

Faced with everyone's ridicule, Wang Mingzhu hurriedly explained. Before she could open the envelope, she heard Jinhua's majestic voice coming from behind.

"What's the fuss about? It's working time now, don't you know?"

Suddenly, everyone dispersed. Only Wang Mingzhu was holding the envelope and Mei Ping was holding the rose and could not escape.

"I don't care what method you use. Don't let me see this bouquet of roses again on Bund 27 within three minutes. Come to my office when you're done."

Wang Mingzhu looked at Mei Ping apologetically, and Mei Ping was depressed that the "Rose Experience Card" was about to expire.

"what to do?"

"Throw it away."

"Throw it away? What a pity. Besides, it's the other person's heart."

"Then what else? Didn't you hear Master say that it should be dealt with within three minutes?"

"But these roses are so beautiful." Mei Ping still couldn't bear to part with them.

"Yes, this is the first time in my life that I have seen such a big bouquet of roses." Wang Mingzhu rolled her eyes: "How about giving it to everyone and breaking it into pieces?"

"Ah? We really want to divide it. Are you willing to do it?"

"There's nothing I can't bear to part with, just a few bouquets of roses."

So, under the division of labor between Wang Mingzhu and Mei Ping, roses soon bloomed in every corner of the foreign trade building.

"Well, this is great, and it's not wasteful. Everyone feels better when they see the roses, and they can be more active at work." Wang Mingzhu couldn't help but feel proud of her wit.
To be continued...