She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

At 9:45, within fifteen minutes before signing the contract with Hongtu, Zhou Hanzhi signed a supplementary agreement with Wu Ling.

Written in black and white, effective immediately.

But Zhou Hanzhi did not leave immediately after signing. After looking around the conference room, a pair of black eyes finally landed on the writing board on the left.

It was as if he was suddenly stuck. His eyes were fixed and motionless.

In the center of the writing board, the words "Huming Dog Licking Plan" were written squarely on the board.

Wu Ling noticed something was wrong, and quickly walked over with an eraser, wiping away and sighing, "Who is on duty this morning? Why is the cleaning so poor?"

Zeng Zhi followed Zhou Hanzhi's eyes and looked over, then his eyebrows twitched and he hurriedly changed the subject: "Today can be considered a happy day for both companies. By the way, Mr. Wu, have your company's arrangements for this year's annual meeting been completed?"

Our jobs are about to be ruined. How can we think of arranging an annual meeting?

Seeing that Wu Ling didn't answer, Zeng Zhi said again: "If you don't mind, how about the two companies holding an annual meeting together?"

I guess Zeng Zhi wants to take advantage of this new year to ease the relationship between the two companies, which is not a bad thing.

Wu Ling exchanged a look with me and said politely: "This is inappropriate, we haven't prepared anything."

"What's inappropriate?" Zeng Zhi said in a gentle tone, then looked at Zhou Hanzhi and said, "Mr. Zhou, what do you think?"

"You figure it out," the man finally stood up and said calmly, "I still have something to do at the company, so I'll take my leave first."

His departure was swift and decisive.

When Wu Ling and I were the only two people left in the office, she hugged me excitedly and said with a trembling voice: "Xu Xu, I'm scared to death. Really, I didn't think we would succeed."

Recalling the negotiation just now, Wu Ling put down her trembling hands under the table, and I patted her back gently to express comfort.

"But having said that, Xu Xu, you just showed your domineering attitude and shocked the whole audience." Wu Ling wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and sighed, "I now suspect that your usual gentleness and kindness are all fake. "

I looked at her crying and laughing, shook my head helplessly and said, "Don't be too happy, we still have a hurdle to pass."

Wu Ling immediately said seriously: "You mean, Mr. Feng?"

I looked at my watch and said, "Let's go, I'll tell you on the way."

After getting in the car, Wu Ling glanced at me and curled his lips and said, "It was Cai Feng who wanted to kick me out first. Even if we refuse to cooperate, he has nothing to say."

But the problem is that Feng Wenzhuo and I secretly negotiated this matter without telling the school and Yan Dong. This shows that he does not want a third person to know about this transaction.

Wu Ling was confused: "What do you mean? Then we have to hide the fact from the school that Feng Wenzhuo wants to kick me out? Then wouldn't we really become villains who go back on our word?"

From the perspective of the school and Severe Winter, we are indeed.

But once we tell the truth, we will only end up in a dead end.

"so serious?"

I guess Feng Wenzhuo had already thought of this when he gave me the contract.

With his identity and status, once we try to take responsibility for canceling cooperation on the grand plan, he will definitely not make it easy for us.

After all, Hongtu and Rongyu have been secretly competing in this game. Since we have chosen to continue to cooperate with Rongyu, no matter what the reason is, it is equivalent to a slap in the face of Hongtu.

Feng Wenzhuo loves face so much, will he let us step on his head like this?

the answer is negative.

"Xuxu, does this mean that we have been blamed for 'renewing on our word'?" Wu Ling looked annoyed, "It's obviously him, Feng Wenzhuo, who is making trouble."

Capitalism and Cypriotism are the unspoken rules in the cooperation between the two parties. As long as Feng Wenzhuo wants to, he has a hundred ways to shift the responsibility to us.

When things have developed to this point, instead of arguing with Feng Wenzhuo about who is right and who is wrong, it is better to shoulder the blame wisely. In this way, Hongtu will gain face and we will have another way to survive.

You can't have your cake and eat it too. We took advantage of Rongyu, but we had to be slapped by Hongtu. Although Zhou Hanzhi promised to sign a school-enterprise cooperation agreement with Nanjing University, in the severe winter, there is still a huge gap between the original plan and the school-enterprise cooperation agreement. difference.

"I think we need to hint to Yan Dong first," Wu Ling agreed. "Otherwise, Professor Yan will really think that the two of us are ungrateful and are chasing Qin Muchu."

"Think about it," Wu Ling analyzed patiently, "In the cooperation with Hongtu, no matter whether it is successful or not, the person who least suffers is Mr. Feng himself.

After the signing was successful, he successfully fired me, the original publicity director, and inserted Feng Wenting into the project.

If cooperation fails, he can shift the responsibility to us. When the time comes, Yandong will naturally lose trust in us. "

"Once Professor Yan's good impression of you is destroyed, won't it be Feng Wenting who takes advantage?" Wu Ling became angrier as he spoke, and said angrily, "We will suffer from both sides."

Yes, the most innocent person in this game is the severe winter.

Thinking of this, I immediately pulled out the number and dialed Yan Dong.

"Xu Xu, we have arrived at Hongtu," Yan Dong's voice on the phone was as gentle and gentle as ever, "It's snowing heavily, please drive slowly and pay attention to safety."

I hesitated for a moment and said, "I have something to tell you."

Yan Dong asked doubtfully: "What's the matter?"

"Ten minutes ago, we signed a supplementary contract with Rongyu," I told the truth, "Yandong, I'm sorry."

There was suddenly no sound on the other end of the phone. After a while, I heard Yan Dong say, "We'll talk in person in the reception room on the first floor."

Although Yan Dong tried his best to endure it, I still heard a sense of sadness in his tone.

Wu Ling, who was sitting next to him, also heard it clearly and was so angry that his teeth itched: "Xuxu, the capitalists are so bullying!"

I looked out the car window quietly and didn't answer.

After all, Wu Ling still saw less of the real black-hearted capitalists, who were more mercenary than Feng Wenzhuo and could cover the sky with one hand.

It was already a quarter of an hour before we arrived at Hongtu.

At that time, Yan Dong and another leader of NTU were sitting in the reception room. When he saw us coming in, Yan Dong bent down and whispered to the professor, and then walked towards us.

"Come out and say it."

Wu Ling and I exchanged glances and followed Yan Dong silently.

In the corner, Yan Dong looked at me seriously and said, "Nan Xu, I know you are always cautious, can you tell me the reason?"

What can I say? Did I tell Yan Dong that Feng Wenzhuo, who was close to him, forced me to kick Wu Ling out and put him in a dilemma?

He and Wu Ling are both my most cherished friends.

"I'm sorry," I choked, "but in the cold winter, the supplementary agreement we signed with Rongyu includes the provision of school-enterprise cooperation, so I will personally explain it to the school, I..."

"What do you mean? Isn't it Hongtu who is cooperating with us?"

An exclamation interrupted our conversation. I turned around and saw an old professor from Nanjing University appearing behind us at some point. He said with astonishment on his face: "Did I hear you correctly, Professor Yan?"

"Director, something has indeed changed regarding our cooperation. Please listen to me explain to you..."

"What explanation? Professor Yan, do you think this cooperation is a joke?" The old professor glared at me and cursed angrily: "Such childish play is simply unreasonable!"

"Professor, this matter has nothing to do with Professor Yan, it is our fault," I hurriedly stepped forward and said patiently, "But don't worry, if Hongtu can give it, Rongyu will definitely be able to do it."

"Hey, everyone is here."

A clear and sweet voice came from behind my ears, interrupting the argument between the few of us.

I looked up and saw a sweet girl wearing a velvet lace shirt, a brown A-line leather skirt and sheepskin white boots walking from the door. It was Feng Wenting herself.

The little girl's eyes briefly stayed on me for two seconds and then looked at Yan Dong, reminding: "Teacher Yan, the eldest brother has already entered the conference room, how about we go there now?"

Five minutes later, a group of us appeared together in Hongtu’s largest conference room.

Feng Wenzhuo, who was dressed in a black Tang suit, was sitting at the main seat with a gentle look on his face. He was very different from the harsh image that he had in private, forcing me to kick Wu Ling away.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the secretary said, "Then the signing ceremony will be official..."

"Wait a minute," I interrupted the secretary, stood up, looked at everyone present, and bowed, "Sorry, due to some reasons, we can't sign a contract with Hongtu."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present changed their expressions, including Feng Wenzhuo.

The acting skills of the boss are also among the best.

The old professor who came with Yan Dong was so angry that he shouted, "Meng Nanxu, this matter is important, you must handle it carefully!"

cautious? How to be cautious? Feng Wenzhuo didn't give us a way out at all.

We have done our best to get Rongyu to be willing to cooperate with the school.

I clenched my fists, but I heard Feng Wenzhuo ask: "What made Manager Meng suddenly change your mind?"

He played knowingly and knowingly to the extreme.

Wu Ling couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and said: "Mr. Feng, it's none of Manager Meng's business. It's me who is blinded by money. It's me who decided to continue cooperating with Rongyu, so...I'm sorry to all of you."

Wu Ling's last words were trembling, and his voice was a bit shrill, and there was an abnormal blush on his face.

I know she must be extremely frustrated.

But we have no choice.

But Feng Wenzhuo, the culprit, said in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, you two. Since your company has a better choice, Hongtu will not force it. I hope we will have the opportunity to create glory together in the future."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and left. His face was calm, showing no emotion or anger.

After others left the conference room, the old professor stood up suddenly, glared at us twice, then looked at Yan Dong, and cursed angrily: "Professor Yan is really discerning, I wonder how you can explain it to the hospital! "

After saying that, he slammed the door and left.

It was sunset when we put the old professor in the car.

Standing downstairs in Hongtu Building, Wu Ling and I were ashamed.

At this time, Feng Wenting, who was standing aside, suddenly interjected: "Mr. Wu, Manager Meng, and Teacher Yan have been busy working on this project for so long. Is this how you repay him? How do you want your colleagues in the college to view him?" "