The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

In November, the sunlight outside the window is thin and warm, and it is a warm light yellow color, which shines through the gaps in the sparse leaves.People on the street wrapped up their long coats tightly, and those who were afraid of the cold put on down jackets and cotton clothes early.

Thin snowflakes fluttered down.Heaped on both sides of the street, on the roof.

This is the first snow of this year, the first winter, and the employees coming and going saw more or less expectations and joy on their faces.

Bolivar was also wrapped in a long black padded coat.Holding a cup of hot coffee, he observed the snow scene outside through the mist.

He has been here for two months.It's an amazing feeling.These two months may not be much different from ordinary office workers.Deal with documents every day, racking my brains on how to do a good job in the company; take time to go to the base to deal with problems from other branches, and adjust the cooperation and operation between various branches; check the financial statements to see if there is any company Tax evasion, not doing a good job...

If it weren't for the various murders, bombings, and robberies that passed him by from time to time.He almost forgot that the world he is currently in is Conan's world.

After all, it looks nice and peaceful here too, doesn't it?

It took him more than two months to almost understand the entire company and other things.Whether it's Grid or the logistics team of the Black Organization, they are running in an orderly manner, as if he is the real Bolivar, the real cognac, and the real brandy.

Thinking slowly, he put the empty coffee cup on the table.

A slender hand reached over, took the coffee cup away, poured one-third of the hot black coffee into it, then poured in two-thirds of the milk, stirred it evenly, and squeezed the cream on the top.

The owner of that hand sprinkled a final pinch of cinnamon on top of the milk cap and handed the cup to Bolivar.

The coffee is topped with a thick layer of milk cap, which relieves the bitterness of black coffee.Dumplings of black cinnamon are sprinkled on top of the cream, revealing the image of a small brown bear.

"Please use." Garcia raised the corners of his lips, and was exposed to the thin sunlight that came in. His amber eyes seemed to be shining, and the honey-colored light shone on his black hair. "Your exclusive, coffee is better than milk, 1: 1. Special edition coffee."

"...You mean coffee-flavored milk." Bolivar took the cup of coffee, put it in his mouth, and glanced at him again, tsk, it really looks like a big piece of honey cake, "I have an opinion What? Is there anything good to drink with pure bitterness, I don’t have a hobby of self-torture.”

"Yes, yes, I agree very much. Drinking a cup of hot milk in winter is the most comfortable." Garcia said.

"How about the previous mission?" Bolivar asked casually, "It seems that you have been free recently."

Mentioning this, Garcia's face turned black, and he said through gritted teeth: "The matter left by Lars has finally been dealt with. I also want to thank you for adding work to me."

"During these days, Hui Ni has also practiced. She is now an accountant, and I have hired two old people from the company to take care of the cashier and finance. In short, the finance department has completely stabilized." Garcia seemed to relax a little. tone.

"As for the marketing department, tsk, the legal part is okay. Hal's marketing plan is too bold, floating in the sky, you have to press him down all the time, otherwise accidents will happen. And who else, Jacques..."

Garcia's face was a bit disgusted: "That kid is still far away. He just talks to people and talks nonsense when he meets people. He has no real material. He will be exposed as soon as he meets those old foxes,"

"Overall, it's okay. The error is within an acceptable range." Bolivar took out a stack of reports, "Aside from other things, Mr. Luchuan has basically been trained and can be used."

"I took him to visit more than a dozen large and small processing plants and manufacturers in the past three weeks, and basically wrote a new report every time I went to a place, and there was also a chain report of the Champs Elysees project. Bolivar turned over one by one, "The plan is getting more and more mature, and the key points of looking at the problem are getting more and more accurate, and it is already decent."

"More than a dozen... I heard that you are still going out to work today." Garcia frowned slightly, and glanced at the snowflakes outside, "I remember it was a livestock farm, right? It's quite far away, in the suburbs, I heard that there is more snow in that area..."

"It's okay, it's not a blizzard, and it's not that far away. It's just on the outskirts of this city, not to other cities." Bolivar took a sip of coffee with a milk cap, feeling the warmth of milk in his mouth Taste, he likes this kind of feeling that is just right, neither sweet nor salty, impartial and in line with the golden mean.

"Leave in a while, and I will definitely be back tonight."

"Okay, do you need me to accompany you?" Garcia thought for a while, "I finished all the work yesterday, and the finance department has nothing to do with me, and the handover of the marketing department has also ended. Left two weeks ago."

"No need, we're just going to check how the farm is doing. It's fine if I take Luchuan with me. If you go, I probably don't have to go." Bolivar said half-jokingly. Coming to Garcia is really amazing, he is telling the truth, he didn't even have to go there himself, but because Lu Chuan has no experience, he needs to play a role of gatekeeper.

"You take Olga." Garcia did not receive Bolivar's joke, staring at the snowflakes flying outside, not knowing what came to mind, his tone was flat but cautious, "It's another Snow days...I hate snow days."

"Well, all right. Mr. Midorikawa is here, and Olga is here, so don't worry." Bolivar showed a small smile, not paying attention to Garcia's expression.From his point of view, he was quite safe, even if he met someone who blocked the road and robbed him, he would be easily dealt with by these two people.

"I still don't think it's right, or I'll follow along." Garcia had an indescribably weird premonition that made him restless, and he didn't know what was wrong.

"Farewell, you are one of the five scumbags in the war, and there will be no more than you." As soon as Bolivar said this, Garcia's face completely darkened.

"So it's better for you to stay outside. In case something happens, such as a snowy road slippery and a car crash, you can come to rescue us in time." Bolivar remedied, and Garcia's face turned better.

"Kuukou," while the two were talking, Lu Chuanguang opened the door and came in, nodded to Garcia, and then said to Bolivar, "Boss, we are ready, shall we go now?"

"Okay." Bolivar drank the rest of the coffee in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and took out a stack of documents next to him, "This is the structural diagram that Brad and the others obtained by reversing the deformed racing car, and You can take a look at the relevant materials and circuit analysis, if there is no problem, we can find the corresponding manufacturer to produce according to this plan."

"...I just finished handling the handover between the Marketing Department and the Tij Consortium." The corners of Garcia's mouth drooped, he took a deep breath, and stared at Bolivar.

"That's right, but didn't you say it didn't feel good?" Bolivar patted him on the shoulder, "This is my exclusive secret recipe. When you are unhappy, just work hard and keep working. Whether it is Any troubles will be forgotten."

Seeing Bolivar's serious appearance, Garcia almost really believed his evil.

"I'm going out first, you come on." Bolivar smiled politely at his secretary.

"..."

boom--

This kind of scourge, it is better to be accepted by God earlier.

Garcia slapped the document on the table bitterly.

"Our next goal is—" Lu Chuanguang looked at his plan.

It should have been Lass's business to lead the team out to investigate and discuss clients, but he was already cold and was ruthlessly removed by Bolivar.As compensation, Bolivar took over the task of Lars himself and went out to the field with Hikaru Midori.

Regarding this point, Lu Chuanguang felt very complicated.No employee wants to hang out with the boss every day, especially when the boss is a workaholic.

He can feel that the other party is really serious about cultivating himself, how to be a leader of the company, how to deal with the relationship between employees, how to examine the opponent and the market situation, Bolivar is teaching himself bit by bit , It seems that I want to train myself to be a generalist or the leader of a branch.

But there are too many things, he can't do it.

The boss's love is too heavy, and the minister is not blessed to bear it.

As long as he thinks of the hill-like materials and books that he has to study every day, and the various waste manuscripts and plans that can circle the earth three times, he finds it difficult to breathe.

"Our goal today is Xiaolele Pig Farm." Olga also had the same information. She flipped to the corresponding place and took out the map. A clear road map was drawn on it, and how to get there There are detailed plans.

"Let me drive." Lu Chuanguang put aside his previous mood and tried to focus on his current work.

In the past month, Amuro complained twice and three times that President Grid is simply a black-hearted capitalist, frantically oppressing his employees, wishing they could be 007 every day.The tasks he received every day, if it wasn't for Amuro's constant help, he wouldn't be able to complete them by himself...

But doesn't the assignment of more tasks also mean that it is valued?

Lv Chuanguang was thinking in the spirit of Ah Q.He has always thought of others with good intentions.

As a newcomer, I have just been in the company for two months, and I have been given resources by the whole company, comprehensive training and training, and crazy promotion. This kind of treatment is the envy of my colleagues around me.

Right, you can't always think of others so badly...

Just as the teacher assigns homework crazily to make the students better.

Lu Chuanguang was persuading himself in his mind while driving.

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The author has something to say:

Finally, I have written about my favorite place.Little Lele Pig Farm Event! !

The owed additions will be made up soon! ! ! !Ha ha ha ha! !Is it possible to change it alone next time?