C253 There Is No Such Thing as a Cheap Job
C253 There Is No Such Thing as a Cheap Job
Director Li, this is your intention to retreat.
He was afraid that Yue Zitong would cause trouble again. After all, it was not like he could do anything to avoid her.
But if he really had to withdraw his capital, or simply transfer the resources from the factory to Kaihuang Group, what good results would come of working together to fight Yue Zitong just now?
He would definitely be fired. Even if he stayed, he would definitely suffer a huge blow.
No, we definitely can't let Boss Li withdraw his money. Otherwise, who are we going to follow to earn money to support our families?
Lao Wang and the others looked at each other and saw a lot of worry on each other's face. When they nodded, Director Li turned around and looked at them. A kind smile appeared on his face: "Everyone, I know what you guys are worried about. To be honest, I did have the thought of withdrawing my money and running away. But that's not what men do. If I leave, what will you do? "
The eyes of Lao Wang and the others started to tear up …
"I won't leave."
Lee Nanfang said lightly, "Someone once told me that escaping is never a solution to the problem. I can only face it bravely and work hard to overcome it. So, please give me a little applause and lend me some confidence and courage to resist the evil forces."
"Hua!"
Before Director Li could finish his sentence, Lao Wang, who was just four to five people, clapped loudly like a thunderclap.
From this, it could be seen how moved they were in their hearts.
Li Jun could always speak the truth about this unbearable humiliation. To be able to ask them for applause, confidence, and courage meant that he regarded them as his own people and was even braver than him!
What kind of glory was this?
Other than using one's body and life to repay the results, what else could this big fellow take out to repay the great Director Li?
This was exactly the effect Director Li wanted to see the most after he had spent so much time talking.
Even though it was very despicable to turn the tables and cheat, but what was the point of this? Didn't Director Li want everyone to stop being afraid of Yue Zitong's provocation and realize that they could lose their jobs at any time? The only way to get a happy new life was to work hard and get rich labor?
A white lie would always be made for the benefit of others, so there was no need to feel guilty.
"Director Li, please be at ease. We know what to do and will definitely live up to your expectations!"
The cars had all arrived at Jindi Club's car park, and the sonorous assurance of Lao Wang and co. could still be heard in his ears. Looking at those pairs of eyes that were filled with tears, Boss Li felt a sense of accomplishment.
As a matter of fact, a man's shamelessness could not be compared to a woman's shamelessness.
"Brother Shen, you're finally here."
The moment Lee Nanfang turned off the engine, the clubhouse doorman ran over eagerly and opened the car door for him.
Every time he looked at him, it was filled with sincere worship, and Lee Nanfang was very touched. If he didn't take out a few bills and slap them on his hand, then tell him to work hard and strive to become a first-class PR officer as soon as possible, then he wouldn't be able to forgive himself.
The doorman who got the tip became even more excited, he even held Lee Nanfang's arm and helped him up the stairs: "Brother Shen, you came half an hour later than usual. A lot of customers are waiting for you in the game room on the sixth floor."
The card room on the sixth floor was a public relations office. The princesses were waiting for their guests in the lounge.
Ying Ying, Yan Yan, and the others have already looked for me several times. Let me ask you, when are you free, can you go out with them for a day?
The gorgeous and beautiful princesses mentioned by the doorman were those kind of platform princesses who only accompanied and sang with alcohol, and also the girls with the most red Jindi Club. Previously, they had rejected the pursuit of public relations countless times.
A few beauties accompanying him for a day's outing wasn't anything special. The key point was that the "Day" part of him was something that people yearned for.
Lee Nanfang was very happy, he walked into the hall and patted the doorman's shoulder: "Really? "Bro, then please help me answer them. I will be free tomorrow the day after tomorrow, and I will be waiting for their kind invitation anytime."
The doorman was even more happy. After all, he had obtained some benefits from carrying a message for those platform princesses. He nodded his head repeatedly in agreement.
"Brother Shen, you're here."
"Brother Shen, good evening."
Under the polite greetings of all the waiters in the hall, Lee Nanfang smiled and raised his hand. As he walked towards the elevator, he heard a discordant voice: "Fuck, isn't it just a perverted duck? They really think of themselves as celebrities. Pah! "
When the Phosphorous Green Dragon appeared, at the same time that the Jindi Club Department of female guests, it also greatly affected the status of other public relations people. The key point was the income.
This person who spoke in a weird tone was also one of the female guests in the clubhouse department. He had a fixed number of customers, but now that he was beaten up by Lee Nanfang, he had long been dissatisfied. Now, after seeing him acting so pretentiously, he could not help but mock him.
Lee Nanfang had dignity — he turned around to look at him and smiled, "Brother Dong, do you dare say that again?"
In fact, after Dong-ge said that sentence, he regretted it a bit because he noticed that the head of security, Brother Yuu, was glaring at him ferociously in the crowd.
However, Lee Nanfang's provocation made him have to bite the bullet and repeat it again. Did he really think that ducks had no dignity?
He didn't believe that Brother Yuu would dare to do something to him just because of jealousy. After all, he was an old man of the clubhouse and had contributed a lot of profits to the clubhouse. At best, you're just a bunch of perverted ducks. What's so great about that? "
Before Dong-ge finished his words, Brother Yuu had already rushed over and kicked him out.
"F * ck, who do you think you are to dare to talk to Brother Ye like that? "Someone come, drag this idiot to the back of the line and break his left leg. Let him reflect for a bit!"
Although Lee Nanfang might leave one day, the clubhouse had already put in a lot of effort and received an incalculable reward for wrapping him up. It would not be excessive to say that he was the clubhouse's money lender now.
Even Boss Wu would politely call Brother Ye when he saw Lee Nanfang. What kind of thing is your Brother Dong? How dare you be rude to Brother Ye in front of everyone?
If it wasn't for the fact that you're an old man, you could be considered to have contributed to the club.
Under Brother Yuu's roar, a few security guards rushed over like wolves. They ignored Dong-ge's howls, implored, and dragged him as if they were dragging a dead dog behind them.
Lee Nanfang didn't care about it, he just watched as Ye Zichen dragged him away with a calm look in his eyes.
He wasn't ruthless nor was he angry. He just felt that since Dong-ge was a professional duck, he should be punished if he looked down on this profession.
There was no difference between a job and a job.
In Lee Nanfang's heart, the princesses who relied on their families to make fun of others were of equal status with those who were so-called successful. They were giving their all and working hard for the sake of being able to survive.
Just like those extremely popular actors, which one of them wasn't a high-class bitch?
The only ones who deserved respect were those soldiers with steel spears who had fought in bloody battles during the invasion, those policemen who had dared to face the vicious criminals, and those farmers who had spent their entire lives on the yellow ground, sweating.
The others, since they chose to do what they chose, should respect their own choices. It was like how a student should study hard, a child should play to his heart's content, and a duck should squawk — a duck in itself, from which they could reap benefits that ordinary people could not imagine — why should they look down on their own work?
This kind of person was rather hypocritical. Having one of his legs broken could be considered light.
Lee Nanfang walked into the elevator with a smile towards Brother Yuu, who nodded towards him.
Dong-ge's silly behavior didn't affect Lee Nanfang's good mood in the slightest. After the elevator stopped at the sixth floor, a gentleman's smile surfaced on Lee Nanfang's face.
A gentleman's smile was the most suitable for male PR, Lee Nanfang thought.
"Oh, little Shen Chen, you're finally here!"
Just as he walked out of the Elevator Door, a group of women rushed towards him. He was shocked.
The environment definitely had the ability to affect people.
For example, there were dozens of well-dressed rich ladies at the scene. They should all be respected outside, but after arriving at this clubhouse where everyone knew where they were, only having fun was the way to go.
Who the hell cares about those damned dignity?
Since I have entered this door, I am no longer the same old lady!
"Little Shen, you're mine tonight!"
A woman in her fifties, relying on her fat physique and great strength, rushed out of the crowd in a few seconds. She held up a large envelope and said, "There's a hundred thousand yuan in it. Little Shen, take it!"
"F * * k, it's amazing that you're willing to pay a hundred thousand! I'll pay a hundred and fifty thousand!"
Someone immediately retorted on the spot. A white bag fell into Lee Nanfang's arms. The bag was full of money.
Cash could give people an effective visual impact. This was why many smart bosses put a table full of cash when giving year-end rewards to their employees. It was still useful when looking for a male PR employee.
"What are you guys fighting for? Don't you know what you look like?"
A young woman sneered, "All of you are like tanks, with chubby cheeks. How much strength can you have?"
"Little bitch, who are you f * cking scolding?"
"I'm just scolding you, what's wrong? I already disliked you last night! "
"Everyone, everyone, please calm down and don't hurt our relationship."
Manager Ma, who was smiling merrily at the side, promptly stepped in to smooth things over: "Old rules, auction, the highest bidder gets it!"
Lee Nanfang really wanted to stomp Manager Ma over and over. He really wanted to find a young girl to serve him and make him look like a tank. No matter how much money he gave, he wouldn't feel anything.
However, Li Jun was a man who respected her profession. Since she had chosen this profession, she should put the club's benefits at the highest. She could only smile and raise her hands up.
He squeezed through the crowd and entered the lounge. Just as he turned around to close the door, a slim figure slipped into his arms like a fish.
Why are you so impatient?
Lee Nanfang frowned and turned around. He was about to ask her to wait outside. He first ate a few pieces of chewing gum to warm his cheeks before he said, "Uncle, it's really you!"
F * ck, why are you here?
Looking at the girl with a head full of red heads and heavy makeup, Lee Nanfang began to feel that he might not have to respect his profession too much anymore.