No.1 Conceited Son-in-law

Qin Tian was brought to the floor of the original ninth division.    

The office area of Sales Department Department 9 had long been prepared.    

Gu Xue seemed to have prepared for this in the past two days.    

Gu Xue even prepared a secretary for Qin Tian.    

Of course not.    

It was a small and fair little fatty called Wu Yuan, also known as Wu Guang.    

"Director Qin."    

"Everyone is waiting in the conference room."    

"I'm afraid it's not good if we don't hurry over now, right?"    

The little fatty said with a worried expression.    

"What's bad?"    

Qin Tian glanced at the little fatty, then he started to flip through a pile of documents.    

"Director Qin, the first thing we need to do now is to meet everyone."    

"At the very least, I need to prepare some of the arrangements for the nine divisions …"    

The little fatty whispered again.    

This guy was Zhu Rong's secretary.    

In terms of work, there was no problem.    

However, for Qin Tian, the new boss.    

The little fatty clearly didn't have much feelings in his heart.    

Everyone in the ninth division was thinking about how to revitalize it.    

To them, Qin Tian was just an outsider.    

"Wu Yuan."    

"What do you think I should do?"    

Qin Tian asked while quickly flipping through the documents.    

"Our nine divisions should be reorganized now. We just need to get back to normal."    

"For example, the external sales team is preparing to run a sales mission."    

"Planning, marketing two groups, begin packaging marketing planning."    

"Data sets, starting to take over the next sales figures, simulation data, and initial investment funds …"    

The little fatty immediately explained a lot of professional stuff.    

Qin Tian listened and nodded.    

However, he had finished reading the document in his hand.    

But to the little fatty, Wu Guang.    

Qin Tian casually flipped through the documents as if he was playing a game.    

Just a single look was enough to make people feel that he was unreliable.    

The problem was that Qin Tian was rummaging through a document before starting to rummage through other documents.    

This caused Fatty to feel even more anxious.    

"Mm, your arrangements are good."    

"However, this arrangement shouldn't be able to compete with other Sales Department, right?"    

Qin Tian asked another question.    

"Director Qin."    

"Our Nine Tribes has just been rebuilt, and everything is starting anew."    

"Even if you sell, you won't be able to sign any big orders."    

"After all, the big orders have all been eaten up by the other eight parts."    

"Right now, it's already good enough that we can ensure that the employees of the 9 departments do not eat for nothing."    

"I'm afraid that in the past two months, not only have we not made any profits, we've also made the company pay backwards."    

The little fatty's face was similar to Pu who welcomed them earlier, with a face full of worry as well.    

"The only thing we can do now is to complete the sales quota assigned by the company."    

"Second, think of a way to widen the channels."    

"Other than officially purchased drugs, the company sells many other health care products, such as Chinese herbal medicine."    

"If we can sell some of these things."    

"Even if the Nine Tribes won't be able to make a huge profit, they can at least make the table look better for the time being."    

The little fatty continued narrating. He was indeed seriously giving suggestions and suggestions.    

Seeing Qin Tian flipping through the documents randomly, the little fatty had already given up on Qin Tian.    

If Qin Tian led the way for the future of the ninth part, it would probably be all over for him.    

Little Fatso only prayed that this Director Qin would not have his head spinning.    

As long as he didn't do them any favors, it would be good enough.    

"Health products, nutrition agents?"    

"How are the effects of these things?"    

Qin Tian asked curiously.    

Qin Tian, who seemed to be indifferent, was actually very attentive.    

He was busy flipping through the documents, and had to ask some simple questions.    

Of course, Little Fatso didn't think that Qin Tian was busy.    

In the eyes of the little fatty, Qin Tian was just messing around.    

"Director Qin."    

"Our Roland Genome Group's health care products and nutrition agents are not those kind of scammer things."    

"Most of them are vitamins, calcium supplements, oral solutions to supplement the trace elements, pills, etc."    

"And it's a safe, licensed clinical drug."    

"As long as Director Qin can find a market, the profits are actually quite good."    

"The other eight divisions have made a huge profit from this."    

"We are a step too late, so we can only put in a bit more effort to run."    

The little fatty patiently answered Qin Tian's question.    

The more Qin Tian asked, the more anxious Little Fatso became.