Uncle, Everything Depends on You
Ten minutes later.
Zhang Zifeng shivered.
On the other side, Boss Yang was drinking hot water and watching TV quietly.
"Uncle…Uncle, um, I'm not hungry anymore…Can I walk?”
"Sit."
"Alright, boss!"
Zhang Zifeng sat down obediently.
Boss Yang reached out and was about to pat Zhang Zifeng's head.
Zhang Zifeng covered his head with the blanket and begged for mercy."Boss, Boss! Don't kill me, don't kill me, I won't say anything! Really, I won't say anything. Believe me, believe me!”
"You're famous for your big mouth.”
Boss Yang glared at her.
Zhang Fan placed the food on the table and said,""Let's eat…"
Zhang Zifeng lowered his head and ate.
Boss Yang tasted it and was surprised."Oh my god, it's not easy for your ex-wife to maintain her figure under the temptation of such delicious food.”
"That's right. Boss has a good taste. Uncle's cooking is too delicious!”
Zhang Zifeng echoed.
Zhang Fan rubbed his eyes as he said," Alright, hurry up and eat. I'm going to be busy today. Sigh, how annoying. I'll do the bad guys. Boss, I'm telling you, I'll have to pay extra for this job…"
"Up to you. Hurry up and finish eating. I'm a little tired now and don't want to go to the office.”
Boss Yang said lazily.
Zhang Zifeng knew that this was a sensitive matter and didn't want to say anything.
The problem was simple.
The crisis caused by the Son of Tomorrow was something that the boss had not expected.
He had no choice.
The few young hunks or blondes that Boss Yang had chosen previously were not enough to fight.
Even if there was a Mao Mao in his hand, it looked more like it was given to him by the production team. To outsiders, it was not that Boss Yang had good taste, but that the production team was purely trying to save her face.
This was also the reason why Boss Yang was depressed.
No matter what he did, someone would slander him!
Therefore…
The company was in danger.
This time, many people had the intention to resign. Their boss had been slandered again, and everyone could not see any hope. What the industry knew was different from what the audience knew.
Everyone knew that Mao Mao was going to be popular, but now, there was only one song. How many good songs could a person write?
It was impossible for a company to rely on Mao Mao alone.
Therefore, leaving was a certainty.
There were two sides to the story.
Zhang Fan brought Zhang Zifeng to the company and helped Maomao settle down before holding a staff meeting.
The daily greetings were over.
They got to the main topic.
Zhang Fan looked at everyone.
"The theme of this meeting is layoffs! I know that everyone knows about the recent events, and many of you have thoughts of leaving. So, I won't waste time with everyone and start reading the name list. Those on the list should resign themselves. Their salaries would be paid as usual, and there would be subsidies. Those who are not on the list, if you want to leave, let me know. Don't waste each other's time! No matter what, the road to the martial world is long. Let's meet again in the future!”
Zhang Fan was expressionless, completely different from how he usually acted in the human resources department.
Not bad, Zhang Fan!
Everyone now had a new understanding of Zhang Fan!
He was swift and decisive, and spoke without hesitation.
Zhang Zifeng was dumbfounded. Was this still the uncle he knew?
The list of names was slowly confirmed. Many of the people present had surprised expressions on their faces. The people Zhang Fan had left behind were all old foxes and hooligans.
There were also people who had objections.
"Why is it Ming Li who left? I don't understand. Ming Li has the best performance in my department!”
"The first performance was to snatch away the company's employees, the second performance was to ask for help from a relative, and the third performance was to ask for help from Yaya's company's employees. Do you think they wanted it or were given by the other party?”
Zhang Fan had written down his reasons very clearly. Many people in the company could understand what he was trying to say.
It was the same for the other people who were inexplicably fired.
In fact…
Zhang Fan also bluntly pointed out that some of these people were spies sent by other entertainment companies!
Everyone chose to shut up.
Your performance is good, but you're a spy. That's not good!
Zhang Fan's employees discovered some interesting things about the subsequent layoffs. Zhang Fan had only cut some dispensable roles, while increasing the salaries of the remaining employees.
In other words, all useless professions were abandoned.
Although the company was shrinking, in fact, its operations would be more flexible and convenient.
Finally.
Someone clapped.
Everyone applauded.
Zhang Fan's perspective on layoffs was truly amazing.
After everything was settled, it was already past two in the afternoon.
Zhang Fan called his employees together.
"I left you here. Guess why?”
Zhang Fan smiled as he crossed his arms.
The group of middle-aged men had indifferent expressions. Those who could become hooligans in the company and had not left were more or less capable.
"Forget it, I'll say it clearly! You want a raise, but you have to do something first. Our public relations are terrible, and our copywriting is terrible…I think if I give you a raise, you will handle this matter well, right?”
"Old Zhang, do you mean what you said?"
"Nonsense! Old Li, your child is born. If I don't give you a raise, you'll probably have to jump ship. But you know that you have to do something after receiving the money!”
"No problem! As usual, when the money is in place, forget about public relations, who do you think you're going to slander? If I don't turn him into sh * t, I'll follow their surname!”
Old Li smiled.
Zhang Fan really did have some African American experts.
He didn't show off before because Boss Yang's salary was too low. He had to pay for scolding!
"Then I won't be long-winded. I've found you a partner to test the waters!”
"This is it!"
Zhang Fan turned around and took out a piece of A4 paper. A person's portrait was printed on the paper!
What?
Everyone took a look and understood.
"A robot?"
"Yes, just spray it! You should know how to attack Hertz and divert the flames of war, right?”
Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes.
"It's a small matter. Let's talk about it first!" I heard that this Hertz isn't simple. He has someone backing him up. If he really does something evil and things get out of hand, you're the boss. Don't be irresponsible if something happens!”
"Just record it. The boss will take care of it if anything happens! However, you want me to take responsibility…You must be dreaming. I'm not a fool. Besides, I don't have that much authority to take responsibility!”
"But I'm representing the boss now. The boss will be responsible in the end!”
Zhang Fan replied.
The few of them looked at each other, weighed the pros and cons, and finally agreed.
At this moment.
It was past five in the afternoon.
Zhang Fan returned home.
Zhang Fan gave a copy of the financial report to Mr. Yang.
"Layoffs and salary increases? According to the statistics, is the company profitable?"
"Yes, I removed the nepotism, useless occupations, and some meaningless actors. In this way, the company is profitable! In addition, all the spies in the company had been cleaned up! Aiyaya, please, boss, next time you recruit people, you should be more picky. Don't let him in without doing a background check because of his personal characteristics.”
"Alright…but that's not right. I think the people you left behind are all old foxes.”
"So what if you're an old fox? I've already helped you get rid of the real old foxes. The remaining old foxes are capable…These people usually don't show off because they don't have any motivation. In fact, they're just people who get paid to do things! As long as you have the money, the problem of your future son will not be a problem! Don't worry, there will be more who will slander you, but they won't be as strong. Our counterattack has already begun.”
Zhang Fan said smugly.
Boss Yang didn't quite understand, but since he was tired and let go, he didn't care.
It was past eight in the evening.
Two-headed.
Zhang Fan and Zhang Zifeng stayed at the company.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the overtime workers were still there. They were all employees who had their salaries raised. These people did not complain at all and were typing furiously on the keyboard.
At midnight, Zhang Zifeng fell asleep. Zhang Fan paid for takeout and took everyone to eat.
It ended at twelve o'clock and refreshed the trending searches.
Hertz's controversy directly appeared at the top of the rankings.
"F * ck, did it work?"
Sure!
Zhang Fan was also quite surprised to see these old foxes.
"Chief Zhang, we have to ask for a red packet from the boss…Someone was trying to slander the boss, but we've been doing it for a while…You know what I mean."”
"Yes!"
Zhang Fan understood this.
He would say this, but Old Song would not really take it. It was just a joke and a small trick.
Old foxes represented connections. Small ghosts were difficult to deal with, and large capital could not be dealt with. Then, they would work on the details, such as making some documents appear slower or making some documents appear different.
When the hot search appeared, everything was set in stone.
During the upcoming talent show, especially after the Hertz incident, the reporters had directly shifted the blame to the organizers.
The greatest capital!
Penguin!
"Go home and stay. Don't go out.”
Mr. Yang gave Zhang Fan a phone call.
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