Spirit Boss - 13. Disaster (on)

The disaster started from the first day Wang Xiaoming went to work.

As soon as he arrived at the company, Wang Xiaoming plucked up his courage and yearned for the future. He was about to introduce himself and greet his colleagues. He saw the manager wearing a yellow banana-like sportswear and a pair of obviously fake check shoes standing at the door of the office. , Sticking in his waist, exclaimed with full anger: “Look up at the bright moon, get up in the morning to exercise! Colleagues, are you ready? We are about to start morning exercises!”

Wang Xiaoming looked down at his black big-toed leather shoes, and found sadly that he had forgotten the fact that he didn’t need to check in this morning but had to run.

Because the aura around him was too depressed, even everyone’s eyes had to be attracted.

The manager glanced at his shoes and beckoned to him kindly, “Come here.”

Wang Xiaoming knew there was nothing good, but he could only bite the bullet and walk over.

The manager put him on his shoulders, turned him around, and showed him to the others, “Here, look at his shoes. Leather shoes! They still look like crusty leather. It seems that someone said to me during the interview. It’s not a matter of a while. What I want to tell you is, don’t think that if you are admitted, you can sit back and relax and be an uncle. We are a company with a clear system and a big company. As long as you don’t do well, you don’t meet the company’s standards. , You will be warned. If you are warned for three times, you can only go home and be an uncle. Our company can’t support you, and can’t afford you.”

As he said, he put his hand on Wang Xiaoming’s shoulder and walked out without looking at him.

The other old employees either glanced at him sympathetically or gleefully, and then filed out following the manager’s footsteps.

Two new girls like him sneaked up to him and whispered: “We didn’t wear sneakers either.”

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head to see that the situation of the two of them was worse than him-high heels.

The running place is the sidewalk outside the park.

This group of companies are obviously regular customers, and the leading manager can still greet people around while running, even though it seems to be one-sided.

Wang Xiaoming ran slowly behind the two little girls when he heard Barr impatiently saying: “Rush up.”

“Huh?” Wang Xiaoming was startled. At the crossroads ahead, I was scolded to death without being killed by rushing out.

“Go and follow that banana peel.”

…

The only person with the appearance of banana peels here is the manager who was the leader of his city who came to spot check the appearance of the city.

Wang Xiaoming didn’t dare to disobey Barr, so he speeded up his pace calmly.

He felt calm, but it was still obvious to others.

It was originally such a small road, and a big living person squeezed up, and it was impossible to feel it.

The veteran employee thought he was criticized by name this morning, and was scared in his heart and wanted to ask the manager to intercede, so he didn’t care much.

Unexpectedly, when Wang Xiaoming was about to catch up with the manager, the manager suddenly turned around and slammed into a telephone pole on the side of the road cleanly. It was called a swift movement, which caught people off guard.

…

On the driveway, there was a lot of traffic.

Everything is still on the sidewalk.

Because the accident came so quickly, everyone’s movements were frozen for about three seconds before they realized what had happened.

Out of human instinct, their first reaction is to hold back a smile, and the second reaction is to ask the manager what it’s like to hit a telephone pole in the past.

The manager shook his head and left the telephone pole, his nerves still a little unclear. Seeing other people’s curious and questioning eyes, he himself didn’t know what medicine he had taken wrong, so he ran into the telephone pole with good intentions, but after thinking about it, he could only blame his twisted ankle and fail to stand firm.

Everyone’s eyes lit up and they urged him to rest early today.

But they underestimated the manager’s dedication to sports. He insisted that one day is lazy, and one is lazy for the rest of his life. You can’t be lazy in life! We must always adhere to the big principle of not abandoning or giving up. You have to complete the course anyway.

The manager’s determination is so great that the others sighed in admiration.

So the running mobilization continued.

Wang Xiaoming deliberately slowed down, ran to the side, whispered for Baler: “Is it you, uh…”

“Yes.” Barr replied without shame. “I told you to run faster to see clearly.” He said with a wave of his hand.

boom.

The manager came into close contact with the street lamp.

Looking at Barr’s slumping smile, and then at the long street lamp, Wang Xiaoming remained silent.

The healthy physical and mental movement is finally stifled on the manager’s increasingly swollen forehead.

Back at the company, the manager immediately locked himself into the office mysteriously.

Barr curiously asked Wang Xiaoming to approach the office, then went in and took a look, and asked him suspiciously, “Who is in the green and blushing clothes? Why does he keep worshipping him?”

Wang Xiaoming made up his mind, “Guan Gong?”

“who is he?”

“Uh, people in history later became gods.”

Barr frowned, obviously at a loss for human beings to become gods.

But his incomprehension meant that Wang Xiaoming’s ears were clean, so he quickly devoted himself to the work of learning from his predecessors.

After studying for a minute and working all morning, Wang Xiaoming finally grasped the essence of this job, which is to keep calling and inviting entrepreneurs who had never been masked to come for training. The most embarrassing thing is not unmasked, but the opening remarks——

Mr. So? We have a class here to improve your ability to manage the enterprise. Come and learn.

…

At first, Wang Xiaoming thought it was a regular customer, otherwise, how could there be such a bullish opening statement? But after connecting with more than a dozen cold receptions and occasional enthusiasm, he began to understand that the selling point of this company is the bull fork-a bull with a fork in it, who is silly.

For lunch, Wang Xiaoming spent two-thirds of the time picking the meat in the dishes, eating the meat in two seconds, and trying to stuff the rest of the food into his stomach the rest of the time.

Barr’s patience began to show a negative number, especially since he hadn’t seen a decent man-bald, beer belly, buck teeth… he finally knew what it meant to challenge the limit.

This negative number broke out completely in the afternoon.

The manager returned to normal after a morning of prayers and mental construction, and he ate a bowl and a half of rice for lunch.

Later, after listening to the gossip of senior colleagues, he would eat a bowl and a half of rice every afternoon when an important guest came, so that he didn’t suddenly think of his belly ringing during a meeting.

Wang Xiaoming curiously asked: “Does the manager often scream?”

The colleague nodded painfully, “One bowl of abdominal ringing, two bowls of ringing.”

Wang Xiaoming asked politely: “What is mingming?”

The colleague’s gossip thoughts seemed to have been splashed by cold water, put away his expression, and said lightly: “Ask you man.”

…

Where does he have a man?

Wang Xiaoming saw Barr sitting next to him bored, and asked casually: “Do you know?”

Barr looked at him like an idiot, and slowly spit out two words, “Asshole.”

Wang Xiaoming opened the folder and stuffed his flushed face in.

In the afternoon, important guests arrived.

Barr’s patience fell to a new low again. I thought the company had no good-looking people, so there would always be customers. Who knows that things are gathered by similarities. Among this group of people, Wang Xiaoming’s appearance can be regarded as an overwhelming country.

Barr stood up suddenly, “Go and resign.”

“Huh?” Wang Xiaoming, who was about to call, was startled.

Fortunately, in order not to be affected by each other’s phone calls, he and the other desks at the same time were still far away, so no one noticed that he was always talking to himself in the air.

Barr snorted coldly: “There is no future here.”

Unexpectedly, Barr would care about his future!

Wang Xiaoming couldn’t tell whether the emotion that arose in his heart was worry or gratification. Although Baal is a fallen angel, people get along with each other more, and they will always become close and caring for each other. There was a gentle smile on his face.

Barr glared at him, “Don’t think you can relax if I don’t pursue the three-day deadline.”

Wang Xiaoming’s heart twitched.

“I think about it, there is still a place that suits you best.”

Wang Xiaoming’s heart twitched again and again, “Don’t say it.”

But Barr is definitely not someone who would really not say anything if others said nothing. He stared at him coldly, and said in a commanding tone: “Go to the silver hall!” A beautiful appearance is the key to increasing the hit rate.

“No.” Wang Xiaoming refused with a mosquito-sized voice.

Barr looked at him, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Pong.

Everyone looked in Wang Xiaoming’s direction.

He saw his chair hit the wall, and he was slowly standing up.

I have seen the manager hit the lamppost without complaint and regret this morning. They have a certain ability to withstand strange events, so everyone just looked at him silently, without asking questions, and there was no surprise on their faces.

Wang Xiaoming jumped suddenly, then as if acting, his arms stretched out, and his steps slowly moved towards the manager’s office.

Perhaps it was the sense that something wonderful was about to happen, and there was a high degree of quietness all around.

Wang Xiaoming’s body stopped in front of the office.

“Don’t…” His voice was almost begging.

But begging for this sentiment, Barr saw more, and of course it would not have any effect.

With a bang, Wang Xiaoming rushed in under the suspicious eyes inside and outside the office, and slapped his palms on the conference table.

The teacup on the table shook, and the tea reverberated in the rim of the cup.

Barr retracted his pusher’s hand, folded his chest, and watched the development with a smile. He didn’t believe that under such circumstances, that stupid manager would not fire him.

Wang Xiaoming’s palms were resting on the conference table, and the pain and numbness of the palms still remained after the slap. The doubtful and furious gaze constantly irritated his scalp. He lowered his head and refused to lift it up.

In the end, the manager broke the silence.

He thought he was calm, but in a very trembling voice, he asked, “Wang Xiaoming, what are you going to do?”