The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

Lu Chuanguang followed the secretary to the cafeteria, and happened to meet a woman in a black professional dress on the way, who looked a little familiar.

"Manager Rachel." Ivy smiled and stepped aside to say hello to the woman.

The woman named Rachel nodded slightly, her red hair flung out a beautiful arc, and she ran upstairs in a hurry without even looking at Midori Chuanguang.

"Who is this?" Lu Chuanguang asked Ivy.

"This is Rachel Carpenter, the manager of the project department, newly appointed." Ivy showed an envious expression, "She is an out-and-out business woman."

"When will I be as strong and confident as her..." Ivy muttered a few words in a low voice, "Okay, let's not talk about this matter, I will take you to familiarize yourself with the cafeteria."

"The canteen was previously contracted to another company. But that contract will expire in a few days."

"Neither the director nor I want to renew the contract, so this task will be yours from now on."

"And our boss has long thought of entering the catering industry, and you just reminded him of it by coming here."

"This is the relevant report compiled by the president before. You can read it and write a market analysis survey later."

"After writing the market research, there are competitors' potential analysis, company's own positioning analysis, supply chain analysis, talent demand and publicity methods..."

"..." Lu Chuanguang felt more and more that the bad premonition just now was not an illusion, "Wait, Assistant Ivy."

"Isn't my position a life assistant?"

"Ah, this part of the content is also the responsibility of the assistant." Ivy said naturally, with writing all over her face, isn't this your dream position?

"That's what our assistants are capable of."

A bartender changing career to become a chef, and an assistant to the president changing to being the head of a component company are all reasonable changes.

According to Lu Chuan's calculations, as an undercover agent and a member of the black organization, he may be very busy at ordinary times, and he may have to find himself for any tasks, and he has to find time to report to Neon.

Look at what the other party means, is he going to leave the entire branch company's structure to himself?This is not acceptable.

"Is this matter too hasty?" Lu Chuanguang analyzed, at the moment his thoughts are still very simple, just wanting not to implicate his colleagues, "The establishment of a branch office is usually in charge of the company's elderly or relatives of the directors. Bar."

"After all, I am young, inexperienced, and still a rookie. I will inevitably be negligent. If something happens..."

"You look nervous." Ivy smiled, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. Everyone knows you're new."

"We are all newcomers who have only worked for two years," Ivy explained, trying to appease this future colleague, "and we won't hand over everything to you directly."

"There are many employees in the cafeteria. Some are in charge of inspection, follow-up, and a few helpers. They are all contract employees of the company. They know a lot about this area and can help you."

"The previous outsourced canteen company also communicated with them. They are responsible for what needs to be purchased, how much it costs, and how many people eat every day."

"I will introduce you, and you will be their colleague in the future."

"I will also help you and tell you what to write." Ivy comforted, "Don't be nervous, your plan will be carefully reviewed by the chairman, and you will not be directly let go."

Lu Chuanguang looked at the other party's expectant eyes, and could only swallow his stomach full of questions.

"The chairman..." Lu Chuanguang hesitated.

"Oh," Ivy suddenly realized, "Are you worried that your time will be taken up by these things, and you won't have the chance to show yourself in front of the chairman?"

"..." He really wanted to say no, and even more wanted to say that he was not such a snobbish person, but after thinking about it, he swallowed the bitter fruit and nodded.

"Don't worry." Ivy said, "Even if you want to stay here forever, Mr. Bolivar will remember to give you tasks. He is a complete workaholic."

Ivy sighed: "Generally, he will see who is nearby, and he will give him the relevant trivial matters, so if you want to show more, just take a few laps in front of him while you are free."

"???"

"The managers of several departments are actually very busy, and they often have to complete tasks across departments. If they don't do well, several departments will be scolded together." Ivy's smile is a bit forced, and her words are full of sincerity, "You Will find out later."

"..."

That sounds like some sort of devil.

On the other side, a newcomer from the black organization left the interview hall with a strange expression on his face. His roommate, another newcomer from the black organization, couldn't help but gesture to him with his eyes.

As the last one left, he was a little nervous.The first few were brushed down inexplicably.The latter two went directly with the director's assistant, and there was no way to find useful information at all.

He thought to himself, how could there be some information this time?

"..." The newcomer to the organization who just came out of the interview hall looked even weirder when he saw the roommate who was winking at him.

To be honest, he has a good sense of his companion.Everyone is acquaintances anyway, and he is also in the organization. Compared with the snake ghosts outside, he looks much more normal.The other party is not neurotic, the type who will pull out a gun and kill people at every turn.

He also wanted to give some information to his roommate, but what about his experience in it just now.It is very wonderful, he is not easy to describe, nor can it be described in one sentence.

Most importantly, he feels that this experience probably won't be of much use to his roommates.

The security guard next to him was watching this side, and he could only say softly with tears in his eyes: "Come on."

Just left in a hurry.

Leave roommates bewildered.

"?"

What's wrong with you?Someone is chasing you?

Make it clear before you go!

However, the person left just like that, and was asked to leave here by the bodyguard.

Afterwards, the door opened, and the stern-faced President Grid came out. He seemed in a worse mood than before.

It's also true that whoever just sent away a weirdo who performed handstands to the interviewer during the interview will not be happy.

Bolivar nodded to him: "Mr. Jacques, right."

"Come in, please. You are the only one left."

Mr. Jacques, the last applicant who was left behind, watched Bolivar go back and then looked at the dark door, and couldn't help swallowing.

He feels the door.

It seems to be chilling!

Bolivar didn't know how the other party slandered him. In his opinion, he just went out very normally and asked someone to come in for an interview.While sending off the previous interviewer, he checked the newly received email

"Number [-] (Haga Ryoichi) works as the life assistant to the president at Grid Company."

"Number two (Leon) works as secretary to the general manager at Apple."

"No. [-] (Zhu Xingda) successfully infiltrated into the animation city company, and is currently the bodyguard of the archives room."

"..." Bolivar subway, grandpa, mobile phone.

It seems that my task is still too simple.

You all look better than me.How many hours is this? !How did you go in! ?

Bolivar directly called the expert, he really couldn't figure out how these people did it,

Is it by brushing your face?Do you use beauty?

Or is it that in the world of Ke Xue, the capabilities of these undercover agents and spies have been greatly enhanced?

Bolivar reasonably doubts that there is such a thing as world buff.

Bolivar no longer struggled a little.He turned off his mobile phone and looked at the newcomer in front of him who didn't know why he was dawdling in for a long time.

"Mr. Jean-Jacques Dumas, isn't it?"

"May I ask, have you really never written a novel?"

The man was full of doubts, obviously he didn't understand what was going on, he subconsciously asked, "What did you say?"

What novel?What do you say?I didn't even learn... Ah, no, I'm just an ordinary engineering student.

"Ah, it's not important, I just said it casually." Bolivar smiled falsely, "Let's get straight to the point."

Speaking of which, Jean Jacques is actually a relatively common and famous name.For example, Jean-Jacques Rousseau and Jean-Jacques Brecht are relatively well-known writers.

As for the surname Dumas, there are even more famous father and son Dumas Sr. and Dumas Slender.

The name of the other party, like the name Edogawa Conan, has a strange synthetic taste.

Maybe he shouldn't be so hasty to regard this world as the science world, and check how the writers in this world are doing when he has time.

He didn't think much about Garcia's strange name before, but this time he encountered a similar one, so he couldn't easily dismiss it as a coincidence.

What if in addition to the Reaper elementary school students here, there are also those writers who don't write well and want to come out to fight!

He didn't want to end up being spoiled by some superhuman who jumped out.Even if he also has supernatural powers, the other party's, uh, transcendent, is too bullying.It is at the level of nuclear weapons! !

Bolivar withdrew his thoughts and continued to read the other party's resume.

"University of Munich, students majoring in mechanical manufacturing..."

"Yes, because the heavy industry is not as prosperous as before, and the income is not high," Jacques said with a smile, "and the talent gap is not as big as the emerging industry, so I want to try my luck with you."

"However, please rest assured that some of the relevant knowledge I know is not a complete layman."

Jacques looked at Bolivar's indifferent gaze, and his heart tightened.

"Then could you please explain? Why did you make obvious mistakes in two math problems in your paper, and you don't even know what to do?" Bolivar looked him up and down, "Besides, you are still an engineering student? "

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