The party A who wants to soak me

After signing the contract and coming out of Yueming Building, it was already dark. Zhuo Pai won this big order, so excited that he couldn't close his legs. On the way to the parking lot, he was twisting the figure 8, uncontrollably shooting Ling Ling's shoulders: "Come on, Xiao Ling, we have embraced the God of Wealth. I have already spotted it today. As long as I serve Xiao Shen well, I will definitely be rich in the future."

Ling Ling was expressionless. The night wind in early May was warmer than the air conditioner in Yueming Building. He stood in the open-air parking lot for a while, exercising his hands and feet, and gradually let his stiff body come back to life.

The contract was only signed for one year, and the service content was the image packaging of a single brand of Zizaixiang. What Zhuo Pai meant was to do this well first, and then all the design businesses under the Yueming Group could be won in the future, and that would be the real super big order , Just such a client is enough for a design company to make the whole industry jealous.

"It's up to you, Xiao Ling." Zhuo Pai put his arms around Ling Ling's shoulder affectionately. After he finished smoking a cigarette, he opened the passenger door for Ling Ling, and then went around and sat in the driver's seat, continuing to chatter : "I see that Mr. Shen treats you very unusually. You suit his taste very much. Whether we eat meat or soup in the future depends on you."

Zhuo Pai is a boss with no pretensions, Ling Ling is used to him like this, but today she was a bit too courteous, when the car started, Ling Ling poured cold water on Zhuo Pai: "Brother Zhuo, I think that person does things on a whim. Common sense plays the cards, such a person is the most difficult to serve, you can't tell what he thinks in his heart, what he likes, I can't guarantee that I can satisfy him, and don't expect too much from me."

This is the truth. Lingling had always been noncommittal to Zhuo Pai's principle of "it's better to handle the project than the client himself", but this trip gave him some other thoughts. A client like Shen Mingyu might not be the same as Zhuo Pai used to be. It can be done by eating, drinking, and playing with him. Ling Ling is not sure what this person wants. He is a dandy. He knows that his brand needs to be changed urgently. He is doing things seriously. Today Such a proposal meeting is simply nonsense.

Ling Ling was frowning all the way, he had to deal with the second generation ancestor in the next year, Ling Ling didn't know where he got into his eyes, let him decide on himself without saying a word, but followed him Negative to nothing.

Still the same sentence, sick.

When the car stopped, Ling Ling realized that Zhuo Pai did not drive back to the company, but came to a shopping mall and said that he would treat Ling Ling to a big meal.

Just in time for dinner, Ling Ling followed Zhuo Pai to a Japanese grocery store, looked at the menu, and found that the per capita consumption was above 500, Ling Ling felt that the boss really took herself seriously this time, and was a little dumbfounded.

After ordering a bunch of all kinds of thorns, Lingling looked at these expensive ingredients and said bluntly to Zhuo Pai: "It's the reward of the king, and the worry of the king. I'm afraid that I have such a good meal. I don't know what to pay for it." .”

Zhuo Pai waved his hand: "What are you talking about, Xiao Ling, you have been in our company for two years, Brother Zhuo is such a person with no guts."

Not really, Ling Ling thinks that Zhuo Pai is not a bad person, being a boss is considered generous, otherwise he would not be able to stay here all the time, as an outstanding student who has won many campus design awards when he graduated, he had many choices, Joining Zhuo Pai’s company was firstly recommended by his teacher, and secondly, he had been an intern for a period of time. He felt that the working atmosphere here is relaxed, the colleagues are friendly, and the boss does not interfere too much in the profession. It is a good choice.

But after a long time, there are also many bad places.

Zhuo Pai squeezed a little mustard for him on the side of the seasoning plate, Ling Ling picked up the chopsticks and stirred it, and heard Zhuo Pai say: "I thought about it when I signed the contract, and this project is entirely up to you. Your commission will be based on the amount of the contract, and when their money arrives, the 6% commission will be given to you directly."

Lingling was taken aback, the normal project commission was only 3%, Zhuo Pai doubled it for him at once, and it was still such a huge order, a number quickly popped up in Lingling's mind, which was a little unbelievable.

Zhuo Pai ate a piece of raw fish, frowned with a "hiss", then opened his eyes and said, "How is it, Brother Zhuo, is he sincere?"

It would be a lie to say that I am not tempted, Ling Ling was a little stunned by the quick calculation of the number, it is enough for a down payment of a small apartment in a year, and this is only the commission of the basic monthly fee. For product promotion activities, those expenses have to be calculated separately, that is the big head, he couldn't help shaking his head, Zhuo Pai smiled to himself, and said: "If you have money to earn together, the good life is just beginning."

Lingling nodded silently, and Zhuo Pai finally let go of his heart. With Lingling's temper, he was still a little worried that after being treated like this by the client today, he would simply drop the pick and refuse to take the job.

No one will have trouble with money, Lingling doesn't think he has any pride, he is not an artist, just a humble party B, and he doesn't use money to do things, anyway, party A is the same stupid in the world, Shen Mingyu is not the first stupid It won't be the last one, Lingling decided not to think the money is too hot, if someone offers it, he will accept it.

Zhuo Pai drank some sake, and began to talk to him: "Xiao Ling, you have been working for three years, you should know that there are more difficult Party A in this society than Yueming Group, and you are stingy even if you don't know anything. " Zhuo Pai compared his little finger: "I want to go to heaven with such a small budget, that's all. I want the horse to run, but also want the horse not to eat grass. I dream all day long."

"But today our little Mr. Shen, although he doesn't understand anything, at least he is generous and has enough money. What can't be tolerated? And let me tell you, such a second-generation ancestor is actually easy to deal with, coaxing That's enough, don't be serious with him, just give him what he wants."

Lingling started to lose her mind after hearing the beginning. He didn't agree with this point of view. Is Party B so limitless and dignified?What do you want?What if I want someone?also give?

But this meeting is too lazy to quarrel with the boss. He feels that if he doesn't have professional skills, at least he can respect other people's professions. Obviously, this Shen Mingyu has neither. He is neither professional nor likes to direct blindly.

Just like any other stupid customer.

Looking back on his work experience in the past few years after graduation, Lingling is inevitably discouraged. The clients he has met are indeed not good. After only three years, his spirit has almost been worn out. Sometimes he is really uninspired and will turn over Looking back at the designs I made in school before, I sighed that I was a genius at that time, but now, when I open the software, the first thing Ling Ling thinks of is not the creative inspiration, but the budget, implementation, execution, and feasibility... Is this not the case? No, they are all normal needs of the commercial society, but if you think too much about these things, you will not be able to make a good design if you are tied up.

He also understands that true design masters have found the best balance between business and art, but he hasn't found it yet.

In fact, the clients he has served are all satisfied with him, and many even want to lure him to his own company with a high salary, but Lingling refuses all of them. He has never met anyone who is truly like-minded in aesthetics and philosophy. He can satisfy clients, but he can't satisfy himself. He has never posted the works he has done in the past two years on Moments, because none of them are what he really wants.

Ling Ling was absent-minded throughout the meal, and the expensive ingredients were tasteless. Zhuo Paiyue told him the reality, but he somehow thought of the Bauhaus Academy. House University is the first independent design school in the world, and it is also his dream place, but Lingling’s teacher suggested that he get in touch with the society first, saying that designers don’t get in touch with real projects, and only care about their own imagination. It is not acceptable.

At that time, he felt that what the teacher said was right, but now he has some doubts. If you contact the society and do projects, you are constantly compromising and lowering the standard, then this process is meaningless.

This evening, Zhuo Pai was immersed in his own joy, and he didn't care about Ling Ling's silence. He once again instilled his philosophy of life: "Newcomers have a sharpening period, Xiao Ling, you are already very lucky to have the opportunity to take over so soon. For a big case like Zizaixiang, the designer goes to a higher place, the more he can get in touch with high-quality projects, otherwise he can only circle in the mud. Once you complete this order, the level of customers will be different in the future , this is your chance to increase your value."

Lingling didn't drink, he was very sober, his words made his eyes light up, yes, after crossing Zizaixiang, he might have a chance to meet really good customers.

In this way, Shen Mingyu is just a springboard for him.

Thinking of this, Lingling finally regained her balance. If that person who is so annoying can make her worth rise, Lingling decides to bear him.

The author says:

there tomorrow