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Song Yan made up his mind to get back the money he lost to Chi Ruoyan next time.The few people present watched him set up his ambitions, and all of them just took it as a joke.Only Chi Ruoyan, the client, smiled awkwardly, silently giving the film king Song Yan a few middle fingers in his heart.

Unclearly reaping the benefits, it is really unreasonable for a brother not to help.Chi Ruoyan had the confidence of being invincible all over the world on the billiards court, and told Song Yan to practice hard, find a personal trainer, and next time we will play a hundred rounds.

Song Li finally found a man who was more insane than his brother, and couldn't help but gasp.Did Brother Ruoyan often walk by the river and finally get his shoes wet, and contact with mentally unhealthy patients every day, and make himself go wrong?

It's not good to do something with 100 million, so why spend it on it.Fighting to the death with his brother will not lead to good results. He can guarantee that his brother will take this matter to heart, and if he is serious, he will be replaced by Ting Ting's "little billiard prince" in three months. up!

And Wen Yunting watched with cold eyes, with the words "death" written on his face.Anyway, they are all young masters of aristocratic families, money is just a number to them, and it is not worth mentioning when they are sprinkled everywhere.Zuo Chunmao and Chen Yi, who didn't know the truth at all, were very sympathetic to Brother Song's experience. When they heard them mention private education, they unanimously pushed Wen Yunting out.What kind of personal education do you need to find alone? We have the "Little Prince of Billiards" here, including teaching and clubs!

Wen Yunting wanted to suffocate them with one hand, Song Yan was startled, then slapped his legs and laughed loudly: "'Little Prince of Billiards'? This title is really fashionable! I thought it was only popular in my time. It seems that there is no generation gap between me and you."

"This is taken randomly!" Wen Yunting was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to get in. The delicate facial features were covered with a thin layer of red, which was very attractive no matter how they looked in Song Yan's eyes.

See, it's no wonder he tried his best to get close to this Alpha.After tasting it once, I became addicted. I can't eat it every day, even a man would feel itchy, right?

Zuo Chunmao and Chen Ze booed together, trying to find a part-time job for Wen Yunting—to teach Song Yan how to play billiards.Wen Yunting became irritable again: "Why do you want me to teach him? Song Li also played well, what's wrong with me?!"

Just as Song Li was about to express his opinion, his brother turned into a wisp of ghost and shrank behind Chi Ruoyan when he was glanced at by his brother.

Zuo Chunmao is holding Wen Yunting, how can Song Li play as well as you, we are here with your level as the best, professional level, no worse than a private trainer!Chen Yi is also a flatterer, yes, yes, Yun Ting, what's the matter with you today, you are cowardly, it's not good to help you find a job to earn money, you have a grudge against Brother Song?

Wen Yunting was silent, and in order to prevent this dangerous issue from digging further, he took the initiative to cut it off: "I'll think about it."

Thinking is done.Song Li was heartbroken, Ting Ting was tricked by his brother to play billiards, what happened? !He could have imagined how his brother would use this name to eat Tingting's tofu, touch his little hands and hug his waist, and if he accidentally pressed it on the table, it would be "billiards PLAY". The picture is so exciting that I can't even imagine it!

In the end, Song Chi and the two set a time limit of three months. Next time they are still here, they will open double rounds, 100 million. It depends on whether Song Yan has the ability to take it back.Song Li pursed his lips, resisting the urge to go back and report to his mother. The few remaining ordinary people, hearing this astronomical figure, had already begun to look up at the sky.

Wen Yunting is also thinking, 100 million, he can pay the down payment for the house he likes, if he wants to stay here and take root, he can't do without a nest.

Look at these sons who are throwing banknotes like paper, Wen Yunting gritted his teeth, hateful capitalists!Whoever earns money is not earning, you should suck up the blood of these capitalists!

"I don't care if it's money or not," Wen Yunting stared at Song Yan with a dark voice, "It's okay if you lose, but it's my face that you lose!"

Song Yan is very humble, dare not dare, as long as you are willing to teach, I will dare to show you.

After the million-dollar situation was achieved, behind his back, Chi Ruoyan waited until there was no one around before he smiled and said, "It's good for you, isn't it? Three months, if you still can't win it, don't call it a 'prodigal son'."

Song Yan also laughed, three months, it is safe to tame a leopard cat.

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In midsummer, the entire marketing department began to get busy.Every year when summer comes, the number of missions increases steadily just like the hot ghostly weather. Planning and promotions emerge in endlessly. Manufacturers and investors swarm out from nowhere.Wen Yunting couldn't help but want to scold his mother, why did he eat early, hibernate with the snake in the cold weather?

"You said that we are not in charge of the investment promotion of this project, so why are we assigned?" Zhang Beibei held a thick stack of watches, picked one up and handed it to Deputy Manager Wen.

Wen Yunting picked it up and took a look, then put it back: "I told you during the meeting on Monday that the promotion and publicity will be handed over to our second department. Beibei, are you sleepy?"

How could Zhang Beibei be confused? He is a smart person. He urged the leaders to make things difficult for the advertising department and the public relations department, so that they would be less busy.Wen Yunting rolled his eyes, ordered a stack of planning books, and inserted them into the file slot: "According to you, they are all the work of the sales department, advertising department, and public relations department. Let's not do anything, and check in every day , when the time comes, the bonus will be issued, that would be great."

"Hey, that's what I thought! This is the day of the gods."

Wen Yunting casually picked up a small iron clip and smashed him awake.However, the recent work is really busy, not only working overtime on weekdays, but also busy at home on weekends, which takes up a lot of time.Fortunately, the Human Resources Department recruits a batch of interns and fresh graduates every summer vacation. Counting the time, it will be arranged in a few days.

Wen Yunting entered Polestar Group two years ago as a fresh graduate. Students like him who graduated from 985 schools are sought after by small and medium-sized enterprises in the talent market, but they are not enough for Polestar Group. .Polar Star Group is a multinational group, and graduates from prestigious schools can grab a lot of them. There are well-known domestic and international well-known companies everywhere.Even Zhang Beibei, who is so inconspicuous, came back from Canada with a layer of gold plating.

At that time, the fresh graduates who joined the Jixing Group with Wen Yunting at the same time were not low-educated. Although Wen Yunting was not the worst, he was just mediocre.Polar Star Group has its own assessment system, which is quite strict. Educational background only accounts for a small part of the assessment, and work performance is the most important thing.Therefore, Wen Yunting, who has a strong ability to adapt to society, gradually showed his advantages in that group of graduates. There were only three people left in the same period, and he was among them.

Zhang Beibei stretched his waist: "I received the news that a young newcomer will come over next week, and finally I don't need to print documents."

Wen Yunting complained: "You only know how to bully newcomers with this little talent, sorry."

Zhang Beibei yelled that he was wronged. He also came from that stage. He poured water to print miscellaneous documents and ran errands. What kind of work did he not do?Newcomers who have just joined the company need to be sharpened. With this belief, Zhang Beibei has successfully tortured two batches of graduates after he became an old man.

Speaking of graduates, Wen Yunting thought of the prince.I haven't had time to contact him recently. I don't know if the prince is back or where he is now.He politely sent a text message to ask about the situation, but he never got a reply, and he didn't know what important business Young Master Shen was busy with.

Only a few days passed, Wen Yunting got the answer.The regular meeting ended on Monday, and the head of the marketing department brought in a dozen or so freshmen, and called the supervisor and Wen Yunting over together: "This batch of graduates is entrusted to you to arrange, take care of them, maybe they will be the future pillars of our Polar Star. "

Wen Yunting looked over one by one, looking at the faces and memorizing the names. At the end of the line, he saw a familiar face, standing a little loosely, with a small smile on his lips, and raised his hand as a greeting.

Wen Yunting was shocked, and turned to look at the minister.Holding a teacup, the minister was chatting with the supervisor, not noticing anything unusual.Shen Zhehang put his index finger on his lips and made a silent movement - shhh.

"Xiao Wen, go and make some arrangements, even a few in each group, and find someone to guide them to familiarize themselves with the working environment."

The graduates followed Wen Yunting out together. Wen Yunting took a stack of resumes and read them at a glance.Shen Zhehang stayed on that one for a few seconds longer, and the basic information filled on it was all correct, except for the address, which was filled with "rental".The prince still needs to rent a house?Obviously this is a cover for Weifu's private visit.

He called three team leaders, twelve of them, exactly four in each team.Shen Zhehang was placed in the second group under his direct control. Coincidentally, the four randomly assigned were all returned from gold plating, and there must be common topics in the future.

Zhang Beibei, the team leader of the second group (just took office last month), held his resume, happily posing as a senior, with his hands behind his back: "Follow me!"

Everyone left the office one by one, Wen Yunting listened carefully to the movement outside with his ears pricked up.He doesn't care about others, only cares about Shen Zhehang. According to the current situation, even the minister doesn't know that the young master has been put in, let alone these staff members. Zhang Beibei, who has a lot of drama, will definitely treat them equally according to the routine of sharpening newcomers.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhang Beibei's loud voice was heard: "Shen Zhehang! Go and make ten copies of the document!"

"..."

The one who should come really won't be late.

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As soon as 05:30 arrives, ordinary employees clock in and leave work normally, and Wen Yunting and several team leaders in the second marketing department stay to work overtime.Wen Yunting usually goes back after eight o'clock recently, and dinner is settled in the company, ordering takeaway or Zhang Beibei and others going out to bring it back.

Wen Yunting held a pen and was concentrating on reading the brochure when the door was pushed open a crack, and a face with a dull expression appeared: "Deputy Guan Wen, what are you having for dinner?"

Wen Yunting trembled, raised his head, and saw Shen Zhehang at the door.He was so frightened that he dropped the pen in his hand, beckoned him to come in quickly, and closed the door behind him.

"Master, why haven't you gone back yet?" Wen Yunting got up, and took the initiative to pull out a chair.Shen Zhehang sat down with an innocent face: "Work overtime, team leader Zhang won't let you go."

Ouch, Zhang Beibei!Wen Yunting wished he could be pressed in the pool to wake up his mind, and he didn't even look at who is tossing about now. When you know his true identity in the future, you have to call him ancestor!

"It's your first day here, what job is there yet, what overtime is there?"

Shen Zhehang shrugged. He didn't understand why a small employee who didn't know anything had to work overtime.But the leader has spoken, he is free and has nothing to do, and it doesn't matter if he stays.He was still familiar with the structure of the marketing department just now, and came to knock on Wen Yunting's door when he received a task: to help the leader buy meals.

How dare Wen Yunting let him buy food, it is simply cutting off his life.He asked Shen Zhehang to pack his things and go back directly, leaving Zhang Beibei alone, as he said.

Shen Zhehang smiled lightly: "Now you have some style, Assistant Manager Wen."

Wen Yunting was stunned, remembering that Shen Zhehang single-handedly promoted him to this position, he suddenly felt awkward.Shen Zhehang didn't take it seriously, and stood up: "Go to dinner together?"

"That's fine too..." Wen Yunting felt something was wrong, "Master, did you not go home on purpose?"

There was a moment of silence in the office, and Shen Zhehang replied slowly: "Ang, I was discovered by you."

Wen Yunting began to imagine a bloody drama about a big family fighting for power.

Shen Zhehang held the coat and opened the door, leaving him a silhouette: "Don't think too much, my mother is cooking tonight, I don't want to go to the hospital."