The lightness of the world of mortals

A month later.

The scorching sun of midsummer burns the northern hemisphere wantonly, in the city of angels without angels, in San Francisco, in city C, in Damai, in Haicheng...

Also in Amsterdam.

Ming Yu stood in front of his desk. All the desks here can be raised and lowered, which are much more modern than the ones in the US headquarters.Most of the time, she chooses to stand up to work, which is probably a torture for herself.

Fates acquired this international dispatch company in the Netherlands in the spring and developed it into a sub-brand of its own. In the past few months, the board of directors and the CEO completed the initial deployment, and the remaining specific operations basically fell on Mark.Two or three times a month, I go back and forth between C City and Amsterdam, and it seems that there is no end in sight.

Until Mingyu ended his vacation early a month ago and asked him to have an interview.He was very surprised by the topic of the conversation, Ming Yue was about to resign——Mark's heart rose to his throat, and he realized that she had been poached when her five-year term expired? ——Next, she applied to be transferred to the Netherlands.

A black thread squirmed in Mark's mind...why?

Always start with this question, can you tell me why?

After confirming that she didn't get an offer from another company and use it as a threat, Mark began to re-examine the issue.What the Netherlands lacks is a comprehensive manager, and Mingyue has specialized in sales for these years, and she has done a good job, but sales is a game of scrambling for time and opportunity, built from countless short-term benefits. Comprehensive management, obviously , the concern is not only sales and customers.

This is a question of checkers vs. chess.

Mingyu said that she knows that the company needs a trustworthy person to go to the Netherlands, and she also knows that among the current middle and senior management, either the selected person is unwilling to go to the Netherlands, or the willing person is not selected.Ming Yu said again, please give her a chance to prove that she can play chess well.

Mark asked, what about your language and geographical advantages?As the sales director of Asia and North America, these advantages are not available to others.

Ironically speaking, the implication is that going to Europe will not have these advantages.

Mingyu thought about it, the higher the level, the weaker the advantage of the language factor. These factors often play a decisive role in the grassroots work, such as a salesman, but does the sales director really need these?It's better to have it, and it's okay to not have it.And does the CEO of a multinational company need to speak the languages ​​of all the countries it crosses?Not required.

Is there another reason?Mark asked again.

Others are all high-sounding rhetoric, need to flow, need to inject new blood, etc. In short, Mingyu convinced Mark and the board of directors. Right now she is standing at the desk of the new office in Amsterdam. is a new beginning.

A heavy rain has just washed away Haicheng, soaking up the stains hidden in the corners, but not taking them away, the rainwater on the ground has receded, and everything that used to live behind the city's glamor is now like before dawn Vampires, exposed to the streets after the rain, panicked.

panic.Chen Xilin took over Wang Qi who had just arrived from Dongsuo at the famous western restaurant in Haicheng. He had been employed for more than two months, and it was time for him to start making a difference.

There was a tablet next to Wang Qi's hand, which contained the information he couldn't wait to show Chen Xilin: a detailed RFP (Request for Bidding Proposal) on the establishment of the Refugee City.

In the past, all projects of the q fund were separated and independent - building refugee camps, medical care, education, insurance, and so on.What Wang Qi is planning is a "city" with all kinds of hard and soft facilities. Wang Qi named it "treasure island". That's right, it was the island treasure hunt that inspired him.And once this project is approved by the board of directors and launched, it will become the largest fundraising activity of the q fund since its establishment.

At that time, all people in the United States and even the world who are concerned about the war in Xisuo will know that in Dongsuo, a neighboring country, there is a charitable organization, the Q Fund, which has built a city for refugees to maintain their lives and quality of life.

This is undoubtedly a great temptation for companies with funding capabilities.

"Mr. Chen, Moby Whale can actually be the title sponsor." Wang Qi said half-jokingly, with a hint of secretiveness in the smile on his lips.

Chen Xilin froze for a moment and understood what he meant. The battle for the AI ​​cloud contract has reached a fever pitch, and the battle for public opinion has also intensified. A voice rang out from time to time, saying that the white whale is helping the devil to make murderous weapons.It would indeed be an opportunity if Beluga named a large-scale charitable project for sheltering war refugees at this time.

She also smiled, "What's your budget? How much money do you plan to raise to start this project?"

Wang Qi raised a finger, mysteriously.

Chen Xilin looked at his fingers, then at his eyes, she didn't want to guess.

"[-] million." The fun of being guessed was gone, and Wang Qi also compromised.

"Areyoukiddingme!" Chen Xilin lowered his tone, "It's only tens of billions to win an AI cloud contract from the Pentagon."

"Of course, I need your approval," Wang Qi hurriedly made amends, his whole face turned sincere, "Mr. Chen, what I want to do with the Q Fund this time is a major international project."

When the appetizers came, Chen Xilin raised his head and smiled at the waiter to express his thanks. His earlobe was empty, and there was nothing left.

"Mr. Wang, as for the Q Fund, I've always been doing small things, and I don't have any big ambitions."

"Mr. Chen, in fact, you and I both know that the projects that the Q Fund has done over the years are already very ambitious for a private non-profit organization. Generally speaking, organizations that can support these projects have huge The government allocates funds and has a certain status in the United Nations. I think that the low-key completion of the q fund is closely related to Mr. Chen's personal height and the strength of the consortium supporting the q fund."

Chen Xilin flicked some pepper on the salad, looked up at Wang Qi, and asked in his eyes: So what?

"So if there are no special concerns, I think that since the q fund has done what it has done in the past, it can also consider the current project. The directors and sponsors should be very interested, which will make their past investments worthwhile. Pay back again."

Chen Xilin frowned, then relaxed, "I will take a closer look at the project proposal you made."

"Mr. Chen, if we do a simple math problem and distribute 400 million to 400 companies, each company is only 400 to 3000 million. What is the concept of 1000 to [-] million? Just buy a decent villa in the Bay Area , I think that any company will choose to use [-] to [-] million to build a refugee house in Africa instead of building a villa in the Bay Area. I have also listed the sponsorship projects, and the total project title sponsorship is [-] million. The title of each project is [-] million, these have already divided up more than half of the [-] million, and there are still some small sponsorship projects, my personal feeling is that once we put it in the society, the harvest will exceed [-] million..."

Chen Xilin waved her hand, these figures had been running around in her mind just now, "3000 million..." she muttered softly, "Even for a company like Moby Whale, it is not easy to donate 3000 million US dollars for charity What’s more, it’s cash.”

"Oh, I understand, Mr. Chen can modify the money design."

"Tens of millions of money will exhaust a group's annual charity budget. Have you ever thought about using the interest-free donations from the financial system to allow sponsors to pay in installments?"

"Yes, yes," Wang Qi seemed to be a student who guessed what the teacher was thinking and made preparations in advance, with joy flashing in his eyes, "I've listed this too."

Chen Xilin smiled, "Very good, I can't wait to see it."

After the meal, Chen Xilin sent Wang Qi to take a taxi at the door, and the air after the heavy rain was full of muddy smells and mixed smells from the city, filling his lungs.She is actually very sober. How did Wang Qi get hired in the first place? That concern has not disappeared, so she will be vigilant in every big move he makes.

After seeing off Wang Qi, she walked to the open-air parking lot next to the restaurant.This western restaurant is discreetly hidden in a corner of the city. There are five or six parking spaces on one side, and it depends on luck whether you can park it or not.

But there was a long-haired woman standing beside her car. Seeing her coming, she stood up straight and called sweetly: "Lynn..."

Chen Xilin sighed, and couldn't help slowing down.

"I was having dinner with my friends, and I just came out. When I saw your car... I...wanted to wait for you..."

Chen Xilin remained silent, leaned against the rear of the car silently, took out a cigarette from his bag and lit it.

"Did you...drink? Can you still drive?"

"No, it can be opened."

"Really?" The woman leaned forward, rubbing her chin on her shoulder, "I'll smell it."

Chen Xilin didn't dodge, exhaled the smoke, the woman suddenly coughed, and also dodged back.

"I'm sorry." Chen Xilin held a cigarette, and could not tell that he was being insincere.

"You should smoke less."

Chen Xilin lowered his head and sighed slightly, "I think I will consider letting you resign."

The woman bit her lip and said for a while, "You once said that there are only two reasons for you to fire a person: one, he can't do a good job; two, he broke the law. Excuse me, which one did I break?"

Chen Xilin took a deep breath and let out a long breath, "Jessica, you know, what happened that day will never happen again."

"I know, I don't mean anything else, don't worry," he added after a pause, "I know my identity."

"Then...forget about that."

"I just feel sorry for you."

Chen Xilin's voice was low and soft, and the questioning sentence expressed the tone of inquiry, "What's your position?"

"like you."

Chen Xilin pinched his cigarette and walked to the cab, "The standard for dismissing employees can be changed according to the situation."

"An employee likes the 'like' of a boss, an ordinary man likes the 'like' of a successful woman."

Chen Xilin opened the door, "Don't play this kind of word games with me, Jessica, for Ming Yue's sake, forget about that."