In the study room, Tang Yi was holding a thick economic book and reading it slowly. The phone rang. It was Chen Dahe. He said with a smile: "Boss, I found out the details of that bitch. Here you go."

A lesson for her?"

Tang Yi smiled: "Forget it, the matter is over, let's not mention it anymore." After a pause, "I'm serious!" Tang Xin had already broken up with Zhang Feng, so there was no point in talking to them.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yi put down the book and left the study. Sister Lan was wrapped in a pink space cotton nightgown. She put her two snow-white feet on the coffee table, humming a tune and watching TV happily. A pair of them were painted with light black glitter.

A's delicate little feet tilted up in a graceful arc, swaying in a very leisurely and comfortable way.

Seeing Tang Yi suddenly come out of the study, Sister Lan was so frightened that she threw down the remote-controlled slippers in her hand. Tang Yi shook his head helplessly, "Just wait until you die. Why don't you know that you have time to read more and recharge yourself?"

one time?"

Sister Lan thought to herself that no one is as perverted as you? Can you still read a book that looks like a big brick? How can a book without color page illustrations be read by others?

With a smile on his face: "I will go to the bookstore to buy books tomorrow."

Tang Yi walked over, and Sister Lan stepped aside automatically, looking at Tang Yi with a smile as he unceremoniously invaded his "comfort zone".

Tang Yi sat on the sofa, thought for a while and said: "In this case, you buy some books on beauty and read it. Later, I will set up a beauty salon. You can take care of it. Well... I'll contract it for you."

Sister Lan had a headache. Didn't the black-faced god look for another opportunity to extort her hard-earned money? He was so kind and gave himself money in vain? He didn't know how harsh the contract conditions were. But he had to pretend to be grateful: "Thank you.

Secretary Tang." There was no further text.

Tang Yi originally thought that Sister Lan would be excited and excited, but when he saw that she was listless, he sighed. She was really getting lazy. Before, she was still a little bit struggling. She started a small factory with her family. Although her vision was not very good, at least she had pursuits. Now,

But it's a good thing. It's such a virtue to give her the opportunity to make money. If it weren't for Bao'er's sake, who would care about you?

Bao'er is getting older, and Tang Yi has to make plans for her future. How can he legitimately create a good environment for Bao'er? Although it's okay to give money to Sister Lan directly, Sister Lan will definitely accept it. But she doesn't know that Bao'er has grown up.

What would the little girl think? Would the little girl feel that she was being dependent on someone else? Or was her uncle giving her alms? Tang Yi thought about it for a long time, but he still had to start with Sister Lan to let her earn more money.

By the way, I would also like to improve Sister Lan's social status. Although she is the mayor's nanny, she is still a nanny after all. It is also necessary to give her a part-time job as a boss, so that when Bao'er goes to college, Sister Lan's nanny status will affect her social life.

My friend, although Bao'er is quite similar to himself, he is very proud at heart and doesn't care what others think. But Tang Yi doesn't want Bao'er to be wronged by some superficial opinions.

Who knew that Sister Lan was not grateful at all. That perfunctory demeanor could not escape Tang Yi's eyes. After glaring at Sister Lan, Tang Yi had to continue. "That's it, the managerial talent is the general manager. I have already asked people to look good.

The French beautician is also very good at business operations. Her name is Lan Funi. Regarding the purchase of equipment, the decoration of the beauty salon and the recruitment of employees, her opinions are mainly based on her opinions, but you can keep an eye on it, from decoration to opening.

If you keep busy, you can become familiar with this industry."

Sister Lan said oh again, and her thoughts became even calmer. The general manager has been found, and he is still French. So what do you mean by talking to me?

Tang Yi was actually furious. The more he talked, the more perfunctory Sister Lan became. It was his first time to touch his hot face to Sister Lan's cold ass. However, Tang Yi's self-restraint skills were getting better and better. He continued with a dark face:

"When you open your business in the future, you will be the boss to the outside world. Take good care of it and don't mess around with it in just three to five days."

Sister Lan nodded subconsciously. Suddenly she was startled. She looked at Tang Yi and asked cautiously: "Then, what do I, the boss, do?"

Tang Yi said angrily: "What do you think the boss can do?"

Sister Lan said: "Well, can you take care of that foreign girl?"

Tang Yi was too lazy to pay attention to her, picked up the cup to drink water, and nodded casually.

Sister Lan suddenly became excited and said excitedly: "Then she is disobedient, can I fire her?"

Tang Yi was helpless. He glanced at her and said, "I can't be more sad than to die." He said listlessly: "Yes, but you need my approval. Also, don't mess around. You still have to have a good relationship with her. She treats you very badly."

This boss should be very respectful, and you also have to respect others, do you understand?"

Sister Lan nodded repeatedly, she was really excited now. Being the boss? Can you still take care of French girls? This was undoubtedly a very novel and exciting thing for Sister Lan, but she also saw that the black-faced god looked wrong, so she asked cautiously: "Then,

How many staff are there in the beauty salon?"

Tang Yida said: "This is to be determined. There will be dozens of various beauticians and waiters in total." After a pause, he stared at Sister Lan and said: "Tell you, be kind to your employees and be less arrogant. Let me know.

, I will remove you immediately!"

Sister Lan felt a little guilty, nodded quickly, and then asked: "There are dozens of people, so, is the beauty salon quite big?"

Tang Yi nodded, "One or two million, not counting the money to buy the store land."

Sister Lan opened her mouth in surprise and said: "One or two million?" She immediately felt uneasy. She originally knew that the scale of the beauty salon could not be small when she heard that there was a foreign girl as the general manager, but she was afraid when she heard that the investment was over one million.

Get up and hand it over to yourself? How much will you pay the black-faced god every year? If you lose this, your annual nanny fee will be just a fraction, but you don’t know how many years you will have to work in vain.

Tang Yi added at this time: "The profit distribution is like this, I am seven and you are three, which means that the more the beauty salon makes, the more your share will be. If it makes less, you will get less."

Sister Lan breathed a sigh of relief, but subconsciously asked: "Then... what about compensation?"

Tang Yi was silent for a while, then said with a dark face: "If you pay, I'll take your life! You own the store, you don't have to pay rent, you don't have to worry about publicity, and you don't have to manage those yamen, most beauticians and waiters are

Basic salary plus commission, French famous teachers, advanced equipment, what's the matter? You can even tinker with this and lose money? Then you can find a rope to hang yourself, don't die in front of me, watch the trouble

Sister Lan giggled twice and settled the accounts. No, she would get a share of every rent she earned. Thinking of being able to manage dozens of people, Sister Lan was itching and wished she could go to a beauty salon right now to show off her power.

Tang Yi pointed to the study at this time, "Go, go in, there is a book "The General Manager" written by John Cotter. If you have nothing to do these days, you can copy the book for me, from the beginning, and I will check it in a few days.

." In fact, Tang Yi also knew that Sister Lan could not become a managerial talent. But the more he looked at her, the more displeased he became, and he didn't bother to reprimand her. He suddenly thought of "corporal punishment".

Sister Lan was stunned. But Tang Yi's expression was not a joke. Seeing his eyes widening again, she had no choice but to enter the study room. Looking at the thick pile of books on the desk, Sister Lan really wanted to cry without tears.

The late 1990s and early 1990s were an era when counterfeit goods were rampant, and even some large shopping malls sold fake goods. As a result, a large number of "anti-counterfeiting heroes" were born. Especially in the mid-1990s, most shopping malls would promise to buy fake goods.

The compensation for goods is several times higher. This has even given rise to professional anti-counterfeiters who buy fake goods to claim compensation.

Huanghai in 2001 was no exception. At the end of the year, under the unified organization of the Municipal Government Office, the Municipal Quality and Technical Supervision Bureau, Industry and Commerce Bureau, Price Bureau, Economic and Trade Commission, Agriculture Bureau, Health Bureau and supply and marketing cooperatives at all levels launched a massive

special anti-counterfeiting alliance

The joint action started on cigarettes, cosmetics, auto parts, refined oil, products for urban and rural power grid transformation, agricultural supplies, meat products, special equipment for pots and tubes, soy sauce, foods containing carrots, rice, flour, etc., which lasted for three years.

More than ten days of joint inspection.

Cai Ming was transferred to the deputy director of economic and trade appointment. After Tang Yi came back from Beijing, he approached Tang Yi and expressed his desire to change his environment tactfully. Tang Yi did not force him and gave him a promotion. It can be seen that

, Cai Ming is still very grateful to him, but if there is a conflict between his uncle on one side and himself on the other, it will be difficult for him to behave in the meantime, and he will have to be transferred.

The Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee met smoothly, but Tang Yi also felt Cai Guoping's strength. When Zhang Qiang and Zhou Wenkai once again argued over a resolution, Cai Guoping said with a stern face: "You two comrades

It’s not simple. I am very active in thinking, have a strong democratic style, and dare to speak. This trend must be maintained.”

The debate between Zhang Qiang and Zhou Wenkai ended here. Tang Yi just drank tea slowly and did not say much. He could feel that Cai Guoping's eyes swept over him from time to time. Tang Yi did not raise his head, and he had a preliminary judgment in his heart, an invasion.

A very sexual person. After picking up the dishes, he ran back

In the bedroom, he sat on the bed and rubbed her white and tender feet. As the owner of Xialan Beauty Women's Club, she almost broke her leg this week. She deeply experienced the history of blood and tears that a successful woman has to go through. She almost hated it to death.

That Lan Funi, why can’t she be idle for a moment? I wonder

She had no choice but to worry about the black-faced god getting angry, so she had to travel here and there every day, recruiting staff, supervising decoration, and getting familiar with the equipment. Perhaps the only good thing is that she often does facials and also likes to study various foreign beauty programs and products, so

Only then can I barely persevere,

She was not confused by the numerous machines and skin care products, but when she thought that she could come and enjoy free beauty treatments every day in the future, Sister Lan was filled with excitement. She gritted her teeth and hated the Black-faced God at one moment, and felt that the Black-faced God at the other.

It feels really good to me, and it’s hard to describe how I feel.

On the sofa in the living room, Tang Yi was reading the newspaper, and Bao'er was sitting next to him watching TV. Wearing a white shirt, a cute tie, and light yellow plaid trousers, Bao'er was pure and lovely. With her fresh and short hair, Bao'er looked cute but also girlish.

The unique liveliness is simply a modern replica of the cute and beautiful girls in Japanese comics.

With Bao'er sitting next to him, Tang Yi felt very comfortable. And being able to sit on the TV with Uncle Tang, Bao'er couldn't hide the happiness on his face. Both the elder and the younger were silent in a tacit understanding, letting happiness linger in their hearts.

flow.

The pleasant music on the mobile phone rang, breaking the tacit understanding between the two. Bao'er frowned. Tang Yi smiled and answered the phone. It was the deputy mayor Duan Hejun calling.

"Mayor Tang, I'm sorry to bother you." Duan Hejun is in charge of culture, education and sports. Since taking up the post of deputy mayor, he has carried out a series of drastic reforms in the culture and sports industry of Huanghai District, breaking many rigid mechanisms, which makes Tang Yi very happy.

I am gratified that in the appointment of the principal of Huanghai No. 26 Middle School, with the consent of the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government, the appointment system that has been implemented for many years has been broken. An open selection and employment system has been implemented. It has played a good role in reforming the principal appointment mechanism of Huanghai Primary and Secondary Schools.

reference effect.

Tang Yi asked a few questions about the selection situation of the principal of No. 26 Middle School, and said with a smile: "Break the ironclad position, open recruitment, equal competition, Mayor He Jun, you are doing a good job. You said something, a good principal can

Run a good school. I will wait and see, but don’t stand out too much. If you stand out, there will be problems. Good things will turn into bad things.”

Duan Hejun agreed graciously. Every time he talked to Tang Yi, Duan Hejun always had the illusion that he was facing an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life. Tang Yi thought deeply about the problem, as if he reminded himself that although the Central Committee

It is advocated that the selection of cadres should be more democratic and transparent, but only by keeping up with the pace of the central government without exceeding the pace of the central government can the work results be turned into performance, and conducting a pilot project in the education system is obviously the safest choice.

While Duan Hejun was still savoring it, Tang Yi asked again: "Is there something wrong with Mayor He Jun's call? You might as well tell the truth. I like others to be straightforward with me."

Duan Hejun laughed: "I can't hide anything from you, it's just a trivial matter. I think it's necessary to report to you. This afternoon, dozens of students from Class 3, Grade 2, No. 1 Middle School went on strike to protest against the school's compulsory collection of bedding fees and replacement of bedding.

Winter Quilt.”

Tang Yi laughed: "Class is on strike? These little guys!" He glanced at Bao'er and saw Bao'er standing up and quietly sneaking upstairs.

Tang Yi coughed and pointed to the sofa next to him. Seeing that his uncle had discovered him, Baoer came over with his head hanging down and sat down obediently.

Duan Hejun continued, "I have a general understanding of the situation, but the problem has not been solved yet. The students said they will continue to strike on Monday and ask the school to allow them to bring their own bedding..."

Tang Yi interrupted him, "Mayor He Jun, I believe that the No. 1 Middle School can handle this completely. Let's not interfere in every detail. We must trust the teachers of No. 1 Middle School." He felt slightly.

I feel strange, why does Duan Hejun dislike No.1 Middle School? Could it be that he has any grudges with Principal Guo of No.1 Middle School? He has reported the problems of No.1 Middle School to himself several times.

Tang Yi's estimate was correct. Duan Hejun's daughter-in-law Ronghua was a teacher at No. 1 Middle School. The year before last, Duan Hejun personally called Principal Guo of No. 1 Middle School to discuss the issue of Ronghua's professional title. But in the end, Ronghua was not rated as a middle school grader.

Teacher, the feeling of not being taken seriously after losing power is unforgettable. Duan Hejun actually hates Principal Guo.
To be continued...