The sun climbed up the floor-to-ceiling glass window. Wen Baijing sat lazily on his office chair, staring at the sun climbing up little by little.
Probably because he was tired from spending time with his customers last night, Wen Baijing was not energetic all day, and he did not go to the store on Monday as usual.
Wen Baijing is 28 years old this year and is the grandson of the CEO of Yuncheng Wenshi Group, which owns multiple clothing brands.
The subsidiary company he is in charge of operates a second-tier women's clothing brand called 'Zhichu'. It has agents in more than 30 provincial capitals across the country, and the best provincial agents have developed more than a hundred Zhichu brands. brand stores.
Wen Baijing is 185 centimeters tall. Due to his years of fitness, he has finely crafted muscle lines, a distinguished temperament, and a refreshing sense of alienation.
Thinking about the banquet for a group of provincial representatives to have dinner and sing karaoke yesterday, the originally good atmosphere was disturbed by Bald Shen, and an unknown fire burned in his heart. In the past, the vice president or assistant would accompany him on such occasions, or the investment director Wang Yan would accompany him, so he didn't need to face troubles at all. It just so happened that everyone was busy yesterday...
Wang Yan walked into the general manager's office with a smile and held the coffee, carefully serving the coffee.
"Mr. Xiao Wen, you must have drank a lot last night!"
Wen Baijing rubbed his temples and looked at Manager Wang with resentment.
"Mr. Xiao Wen, it's the villain's fault. I have something going on at home! There will never be a next time." Wang Yan hunched over with a smile on his face.
Wen Baijing turned the lighter lightly with his slender fingers, his eyebrows were slightly twisted, his eyes were like torches, and he said lightly:
"Mr. Shen of You Province, their provincial performance is so low, how can I change it?" How is the provincial affairs going?"
Wang Yan was stunned for half a second, "Mr. Xiao Wen, you are talking about the bald and pot-bellied Mr. Shen! I am negotiating with other provincial representatives..." He He looked at Wen Baijing with a smile, took out a tissue from the paper box, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Mr. Shen, the provincial agent in You Province, is a little arrogant after making money. He immerses himself in wealth and has no intention of running a business. His performance in other provinces has increased significantly, but his performance continues to decline and he often does not cooperate with the brand company. Marketing plan. There is a lot of excitement at home, colorful flags are fluttering outside, and there is no time to focus on performance. This kind of life is no different from an inflamed appendix.
The key is that this person has no character and is too arrogant. Knowing that the agency contract was about to be terminated, he did not dare to get angry at Wen Baijing, so he could only vent his anger on the woman, even though the woman was just a KtV waiter.
Wen Baijing was a little upset when he thought of this. He waved his hand gently and Wang Yan respectfully left the office.
Wen Baijing drank several cups of coffee and finally relieved his sleepiness.
Speaking of Bald Shen, Wen Baijing always remembered the panicked look of the girl last night. He raised his hand and glanced at his Vacheron Constantin watch. It was past twenty o'clock.
Bai Wenjing was driving at night when the lights were on, and unknowingly arrived at the downstairs of KtV last night.
HimSitting in the private room, his eyes rested on the open wine, holding a cigarette casually, while soft music echoed.
Except for necessary social activities, he does not like such sensual occasions. Occasionally, he sings with friends, but his interest is weak.
At this moment, he was a little confused. He didn't know why he was crazy and came to this place alone.
He told the young master to find Ye Zhenzhen to serve in the private room.
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"Ye Zhenzhen, you have been assigned to serve in the xx box!"
Standing in the neat queue in the lobby, Ye Zhenzhen looked forward with a smile on her face, looking away from Taixu.
"Ye Zhenzhen, what are you thinking about?"
The colleague next to her nudged her with her elbow, and she returned to reality.
On the way to the box, she muttered that she didn’t know any customers at work the next day, who could they be?
"Good evening! It's my pleasure to serve you!"
The moment she opened the door and saw Wen Baijing, she was also a little surprised, wondering why the customer ordered her. The scene of digging my toes into the ground last night is still vivid and clear in my mind.
"Hello boss! Do you want me to call the beauty test bench for you?"
Ye Zhenzhen kept a perfect squatting posture beside Wen Baijing and asked with a smile on her face.
He didn’t see Ye Zhenzhen clearly through the noisy crowd last night.
Bai Wenjing stared at the girl who was thirty centimeters away from him. Her face was plump and smooth but without any excess fat. Her eyes are watery, and the corners of her eyes are curved when she smiles. She is plump and cute, her eyes are rare and clear, her nose is delicate and not too tall, and her slightly thick lips are slightly charming.
In the air-conditioned box, Ye Zhenzhen's warm breath brushed her cheeks, and Wen Baijing's face was heated by the breath.
"Hello?"
Seeing that he was silent, Ye Zhenzhen looked at him suspiciously and spoke tentatively.
Wen Baijing looked away, his expression still indifferent, and he uttered a sentence coldly:
"I don't want to sing, I just want to be alone. If you are bored, you can sing on your own. "
Ye Zhenzhen stood up and left, standing in front of the computer desk, looking a little at a loss.
Wen Baijing held the wine glass and looked at her from a distance. Ye Zhenzhen had her hair neatly tied up. The small V-shaped neckline of her work clothes made her collarbones faintly visible. The cuffs of her short sleeves revealed her white and tender arms, and her skirt was wrapped in Half an inch above the knee, her long and slender legs were wearing a pair of black high heels.
The atmosphere in the box was a bit awkward, and the air was slightly solemn.
In order to liven up the atmosphere, Ye Zhenzhen nervously picked up the microphone, stared at the big screen and sang seriously.
"I hope the person I love is healthy, has a kind personality, and has a big hand that can tolerate my little stubbornness..."