When I got home at night, Shirley hadn't gotten up yet.

Zhang Wei changed his shoes and put the packing box on the dining table. He was in a bad mood today and didn't want to cook, so he packed a fried rice from Shaxian snacks for Shirley on the way back.

Zhang Wei gently opened the bedroom door and took a look at Shirley, who was sleeping soundly, and then went to the study alone.

After turning on the computer, he first transferred the project acceptance document sent to him by Zhang Bo to Lao Hu, and then closed the door and dialed Lao Hu's phone number.

"Brother Hu, the project in Tonglu has been accepted. I have sent the acceptance documents to you by email. You can issue invoices there."

"Thank you, brother. I have worked hard for you during this time. Don't worry, Brother Hu will not let your hard work go in vain." Old Hu's voice sounded like he should be very satisfied with the result.

"Then thank you, Brother Hu." Zhang Wei said politely.

After chatting for a few more words, Zhang Wei hung up the phone.

He casually threw the phone on the desk, lay back on the computer chair, and stared at the roof in a daze.

In today's sales meeting, he was severely criticized as a negative example. This was what he had expected. After all, he did not spend much thought on work throughout Q3, and spent most of his energy on old people.

The private orders that Hu handed him were accepted, and it was right for him to be criticized for poor performance.

Fortunately, he did not complete this project satisfactorily, so he finally had an explanation for both Lao Hu and himself.

This project went through several changes and was much larger than originally planned. The progress of the project was one month later than he originally expected, and it was not completed until the end of September. Therefore, he had no time to search for channels.

In terms of performance, this should be regarded as having your cake and eat it too.

Now that the project has been successfully accepted and delivered, Lao Hu has made more money, and Zhang Wei can also get a share of the pie. I believe Zhang Bo is not far behind. After all, he has put a lot of effort into the project, and the original investment of more than one million yuan has been reduced.

The project was eventually expanded to 1.5 million. He is a very interesting friend. With his personality, Lao Hu will definitely reciprocate the favor.

Logically speaking, this should be a happy ending for everyone, but Zhang Wei was not happy at all.

The company's finance department had directly offset his salary against temporary expenses for two consecutive months. He already felt that something was strange. The company shouldn't be so unkind, but it just did it.

Later, when his boss made excuses to delay his reimbursement, Zhang Wei was keenly aware of the change in his leader's attitude toward him. However, because the Tonglu project was at a critical delivery moment, all his energy was involved.

project, so he did not think carefully about the reasons at that time.

But today, when he saw the "Sales Performance Improvement Commitment", he realized that things had reached an irreversible point.

The company has lost trust in him, and this series of actions are all preparations for the day he leaves.

Zhang Wei remembered the last words of the big boss - it is right for the situation and not the person. But adults understand that when a person says this, he is actually right for the situation and the person.

Thinking further, the last words the big boss said in the conference room were actually meant for Zhang Wei.

Regarding attitude and loyalty, one means that Zhang Wei has a very bad work attitude, and the other may imply that he is not loyal enough to the company.

With a bad attitude, Zhang Wei felt that he was at least not good enough to be improved, but this loyalty... In so many years in the company, this was the first time he had done a private order, and it was a private order that did not conflict with the company's business, not to mention his

There's no clue left, so the company can't possibly know...

"Huang Bo!" Zhang Wei's eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly figured something out. He believed that the reason why the company did not miss the past and targeted him was that Huang Bo must have done a lot of "good things" in it.

The last chance given to him by the big boss was not because he cared about the feelings of old employees, but because he did not have any real evidence, otherwise it would not be a performance improvement commitment letter. Zhang Wei believed that the future was waiting for him.

It's the expulsion notice.

"What should I do? Sigh..." Zhang Wei sighed and looked back.

He felt that there were many reasons for this that he had not thought of, but his mind was very confused right now...

"Meow, meow..." The door of the study room was pushed open a crack, and Yaya's furry head squeezed in through the crack in the door, barking twice at Zhang Wei.

"Yaya, come to daddy." Zhang Wei leaned down and raised his fingers towards Yaya.

"Meow..." Yaya seemed to understand Zhang Wei's words. After calling out, she walked to Zhang Wei's side with elegant cat steps and rubbed against his calf.

Zhang Wei grabbed it, held it in his arms, and scratched its chin: "Ya Ya, did you see that Dad was in a bad mood and came here to comfort me?"

"Meow..." Yaya closed his eyes in satisfaction and called out.

This meow was like an affirmative reply to Zhang Wei's question, and it immediately melted Zhang Wei's heart.

"If dad loses his job, you and mom will have nothing to eat. Are you afraid?" Zhang Wei's eyes were a little sore looking at Ya Ya who was so comfortable in his arms that he was twisting his neck. He is the only one in the family with a stable income.

, and now it has become unstable.

Zhang Wei also felt this.

At his age, he is already considered an old man in the sales circle of the communications industry. Many of the peers he knows have been promoted to management positions, but he is still just a low-level salesperson, and he may soon lose his job.

sales.

Although it is not difficult to find a job in Shanghai, at his age, it is not easy to find a suitable job.

Big companies think you are too old, small companies think you are too expensive, and companies, both big and small, are already nothing but pitfalls. How can there be such a perfect fit for you?

What's more, the last chance the company gave him was more like handing him a steel knife to kill himself.

It sounds like the company is considerate of him and has deducted his Q4 performance, and only needs to make up for the unfinished Q3 performance to reach the standard.

However, Q4 is not a quarter that produces orders, and the tasks only account for 15% of the whole year's tasks, while the tasks of Q3 are 35% of the whole year.

This means that Zhang Wei's unfinished performance in Q3 is much more than the tasks in the entire Q4. If the company only allows him to complete the performance in Q4, he will be more confident, and if he is asked to complete the performance in Q3, then

It was like digging a big hole for him.

This is a big pit that you have to bury yourself if you jump into it.

According to the agreement in the "Letter of Commitment", if Zhang Wei fails to make up for Q3's performance and fulfill his commitment, he will voluntarily resign and will not receive any compensation.

What’s even more poisonous is that by that time, it’s almost the end of the new year. Resigning at that time means that your year-end bonus will no longer be your business, and you will also face the dilemma of not being able to find a job for two or three months, because many people will

Stupid enough to give up his year-end bonus and find another job.

The timing of that "Letter of Commitment" was really stuck!

Zhang Wei had to admire the mastermind who came up with this trick. This almost forced him, Zhang Wei, to a dead end.

"Meow..." Yaya called out, jumped out of Zhang Wei's arms, and scratched his arm with two bloody marks.

This can't be blamed on Yaya. When he was distracted just now, he scratched his mistress.

The wound was very long, with blood oozing out, and tears flowed from the corners of Zhang Wei's eyes.

"Stinky Yaya, you deserve to have no food." Zhang Wei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, got up and went to the bathroom to wash the wound.

Maybe the sound of water disturbed Shirley, and Zhang Wei heard Shirley's voice coming from the bedroom.

"David, is that you?"

"Dear, are you awake?" Zhang Wei agreed.

Not long after, Shirley yawned and walked out of the bedroom and saw the packing box on the dining table: "David, have you eaten?"

Zhang Wei smiled and said: "I've eaten. On the table is the fried rice I packed for you. It should still be hot. Go and eat it while it's hot."

Shirley walked over and opened the packing box, and immediately frowned: "Dear, there is only egg fried rice!"

In the past, in addition to packing fried rice, Zhang Wei would definitely add chicken drumsticks for her.

"Dear, wait a minute, I'll fry a poached egg for you right away." Zhang Wei quickly wiped his hands and came out of the bathroom. The wound on his arm was still clearly visible.

However, when Zhang Wei went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, he found that the refrigerator was empty, not to mention eggs, not even a vegetable leaf.

"Dear, there are no eggs at home." Zhang Wei came out of the kitchen and said embarrassedly.

"It's been a long time since you took me to buy groceries. Forget it, let's just eat like this." Shirley complained, pulled out a chair and sat at the dining table to eat fried rice.

"Dear, why don't you wait and eat later? I'll go buy some food and come back now." Zhang Wei saw Shirley frowning as she picked up the rice one by one, obviously very dissatisfied with such a dinner.

"Forget it, come and sit down, I just have something to talk to you about." After Shirley said that, she put down her chopsticks and sat up straight. It gave Zhang Wei the feeling that what Shirley was going to talk about was very important.

Seeing that Shirley had no intention of continuing, Zhang Wei went over to sit down next to Shirley and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Dear, you haven't given me any money for two months, and you also borrowed a lot of money from me. Did you encounter something outside?" Shirley looked directly at Zhang Wei.

"What's the matter? I've been traveling a lot recently, and I haven't had time to reimburse myself yet." This was the answer Zhang Wei had prepared a long time ago, and it had worked well in the past, provided he could repay Shirley's money in time.

Zhang Wei believes that within a few days, when the money for Lao Hu's project arrives, he will have the money to repay Shirley.

"Is this really true? You said the same thing last month." Shirley obviously didn't believe Zhang Wei's reasons.

"It's absolutely true, I promise you'll be reimbursed in a few days." Zhang Wei lied without changing his face.

"Are you lying to me? How much reimbursement have you not claimed now?" Shirley continued to ask.

Zhang Wei did not answer immediately and silently calculated his recent expenses. He felt that Shirley was not easy to fool this time, so he could not let Shirley discover any flaws.

"Do you need to think about it for so long?" Shirley said displeased.

"More than 20,000, maybe less than 30,000." Zhang Wei didn't have time to calculate clearly and gave a rough estimate.

"After using your two months' salary to pay off the mortgage and your daily expenses, there shouldn't be much left. You borrowed 16,000 from me, but you have nearly 30,000 in reimbursement. Where is the extra money?

Coming?"

Zhang Wei didn't expect that Shirley would actually calculate this account and find out the loopholes at once, which he didn't expect.

His reimbursement from the company was actually not that much, only more than 8,000 yuan. The rest was spent on the Tonglu project, which added up to less than 30,000 yuan.

If it weren't for the fact that the company had directly deducted two months of his salary to clear the temporary payment, he wouldn't have been out of money to repay the mortgage for the past two months, and there would be no need to ask Shirley to borrow money.
To be continued...