Before the 9/11 incident in 2001, the review of visas to the United States was relatively loose, and Du Qiu's resume was very "innocence". There was a famous company invitation letter like Netjing. Although spoken English was stumbling, there was no problem with basic interpersonal communication. Therefore, I did not encounter any trouble when I went to the embassy to apply for a business visa, and I was successfully approved.

On the night of March 20, Jiang Danfeng struggled for a night without making any decisions, but on the night of March 21, when she heard that Du Qiu had passed the visa, she chose to be his secretary without even hesitation for a second because she was too tired to be a sales manager!

When Jiang Danfeng worked as a part-time salesman in Yuncheng during the Spring Festival, she was very familiar with the social environment and interpersonal relationships. As long as she had some thoughts, she could get orders soon. After the Spring Festival, when she reselled notepads at school, she was also in a familiar social environment and interpersonal relationship. She passed on word of mouth and recommended each other, and easily sold three or four hundred. Therefore, in her imagination, being a sales manager was to chat, eat, and then sign a contract and get a commission.

However, Su Wenxiu defeated this wonderful fantasy in just one day.

Su Wenxiu did not come to Beijing alone to explore the market. He also came with employees from four companies, including two technicians and two salesmen. These four people came by train. They met at the hotel entrance at around 8 o'clock the next morning, and then began to inspect the printing factory and sales environment in Beijing. They went to more than 20 places a day. Not only were they exhausted, but they also encountered mental attacks such as cold eyes, rolling eyes, ridicule, and making things difficult from time to time. Su Wenxiu maintained a good mentality, and was very clear-headed, neither humble nor arrogant, nor arrogant. Sometimes Jiang Danfeng thought it was a small profit, but she argued with reason and was very fond of it. Sometimes Jiang Danfeng felt it was a great insult, but she ignored it and took it calmly.

The six people ran around for more than ten hours from 8 am to 7 pm. None of the printing factories that can be used for cooperation were negotiated. The sales were sold only less than 3,000 notepads, all of which were collected in small orders of dozens or one or two hundred. Among them, what the owner of a convenience store said was still fresh in Jiang Danfeng after a few hours: It’s a big deal to be famous in Yuncheng! In Beijing, you are just local buns from the countryside. It’s already very considerate to help try selling 20 books.

When she returned to the hotel in the evening, Jiang Danfeng felt that her waist was about to break and her feet no longer existed. She was hungry but didn't want to eat anything. She lay on the soft big bed like a dead fish. Listening to Su Wenxiu reporting today's inspection information to Du Chunhua on the phone, she no longer had jealousy because every penny she earned was real and real, not just sitting and waiting for the dividends to be picked up for free.

Be a secretary...

Being a sales manager is really not a job that people do...

After making the decision, Jiang Danfeng soon regretted it again because being a secretary for Du Qiu is not a job. Although he has to run around as a sales manager, he has his own time after get off work and can rest as he wants. However, he has no rest time as he wants. From 7 a.m. to 10 p.m., all of them are under Du Qiu's control. He teaches him to practice speaking, memorize professional terms, learn to use computers, make meeting notes, entertain guests, prepare luggage to the United States, etc., all kinds of trivial things are overwhelmed. After a day, he is not only like a dead fish, but also a fried dead fish...

"Wenxiu, has Du Qiu been such a bastard?"

"No, others are pretty good."

"What a ghost! Even Grandet is even better than Grandet. I wish I could squeeze out the value of every penny of my body. I wouldn't give up until I was exhausted." Jiang Danfeng didn't even have the energy to make a fucking bath. He hurriedly took a shower, wrapped in a bathrobe, lay on the bed with wide limbs, pretending to be dead, complaining: "I was so tired from work on the first day, and I'll have a lot to do in the future. Alas, why didn't he know how to cherish the fragrance and jade?"

Su Wenxiu was comparing the samples provided by two printing factories and said casually: "Didn't you sign a contract yet? You can resign if you feel tired."

"Man dies for money, birds die for food, and a monthly salary of over 10,000 yuan is my long-term dream. How can I give up just by giving up?" Jiang Danfeng sighed loudly, turned over with difficulty, and asked Su Wenxiu, "Does he often squeeze you?"

"No."

"Why didn't there?" Jiang Danfeng stood up for her and said, "He is a shareholder of the company with the same shares as you. He went to Beijing but did nothing. He hid in the hotel and worked on his own private affairs, so that you could run business all over the streets. Isn't it a squeeze?"

"He is the company's design manager, not a sales manager, and running for sales is not his job." Su Wenxiu put down the cover of the notepad and advised seriously: "Danfeng, to help Du Qiu do things, you must distinguish your responsibilities. Public is public and private is private. You should do what you should do, do well, don't complain or procrastinate, because as long as you do it well, the reward will definitely not be small, and you can refuse what you shouldn't do, and he won't be angry."

Jiang Danfeng was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "I understand."

While the two girls were talking about Du Qiu, Chen Dayou was also talking about Du Qiu. He bit a cigar and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window while enjoying the night view, teasing: "Du Qiu, when I was at the airport the day before yesterday, I saw that you didn't seem to be interested in Jiang Danfeng, so I wanted to play with it. As a result, just one day later, she actually became your female secretary, which made me difficult for me to start. Did you two have any ulterior motives last night?"

"No, I happen to be missing a secretary, and I think she is not bad."

"Secretary sounds like a simple job, but in fact it is not simple at all. It not only requires proficiency in the documents, but also requires skillful human feelings. Look at the secretary around those leaders, no one is a simple person." Chen Dayou imitated the appearance of a tycoon in a Hong Kong movie, pointed to the suite next door with a cigar-mounted finger, and continued to joke: "Jiang Danfeng is just an ungraded college student, and he is not a major in secretarialism. Today, he was in a hurry and made mistakes everywhere. Do you think she looks and figure are good, or do you think she performs well in bed?"

"Jiang Danfeng is indeed not a good secretary now, but I don't have much serious work to deal with now, so I can slowly cultivate it."

"Cultivate work ability or bed ability?" Chen Dayou's teasing did not receive any response, so he turned his head and looked at it. Seeing Du Qiu sitting on the sofa with expressionless face looking at the printed source code, he took a sip of a cigar and said, "You don't smoke, don't pick up girls. You just drink some wine occasionally, and accompany the code all day long. Like a robot, is your life interesting?"

"Who told you that I don't pick up girls?" Du Qiu looked up at him and said, "I just haven't found a suitable target yet."

"Jiang Danfeng is not a suitable partner? I think she has at least 80 points." Although Chen Dayou has been in a remote place like the Institute of Quantum Physics for five or six years, he is not a lonely person. He has a rich private life and a good look at women. He commented enthusiastically: "This girl is a lazy and greedy person at first glance. You can easily get it if you spend enough money."

"How do you know?"

"Her bags are imitational, and shoes are also imitational, only windbreakers and perfumes are genuine. If a college student is not greedy for vain, how could he dress like this?"

Chen Dayou's impression of Jiang Danfeng is similar to that of Du Qiu when he first met Jiang Danfeng at the thank-you banquet.

In 1995, many people in China had no idea about fashion and luxury goods, but in 2016, in the environment where e-commerce promotions were being carried out every day, even an ordinary otaku knew some fashion knowledge. That day, Du Qiu recognized Jiang Danfeng with a Hermes handbag and wrapped a Burberry scarf. Although they must be imitation, even imitation products are not suitable for the identity of a student in school. His clothes are ostentatious but pretend to be reserved, with internal and external conflicts, and different appearances. That is why he told his mother on the way home that Jiang Danfeng is definitely not a good wife.

"Actually, if you really want to talk about it, a girl like Jiang Danfeng is good, but she has no meaning. Just let it go, your partner Su Wenxiu is a little interesting." Chen Dayou talked a lot and sat down on the sofa and said, "Although he is a little immature, he is a little bit naive, serious, careful and independent. He is more suitable to be a secretary and a wife than Jiang Danfeng. Unfortunately, his appearance is not the type I like. It would be great if he exchanged with Jiang Danfeng. I would definitely have a serious relationship with her."

Du Qiu didn't like to talk about other people's appearance behind their backs, stayed silent and focused on reading the code. Chen Dayou felt that it was meaningless when he saw this, so he turned to ask: "How do you think my friends are at the level of their level?"

"It's pretty good, they are all top-notch talents in China."

"Just first-class in China? Your vision is really high."

"It's not that I have a high vision, but the domestic environment is not good. They all have world-class talents, but there is no world-class opportunity, so they have wasted their time." Du Qiu closed the folder and took out a cigar box on the coffee table. But it didn't ignite it, but held it in his hand and played with it. He said: "There is a comic in Hong Kong called "Storm and Clouds". There is a verdict called Jin-Scale-Is it a thing in the pond. When the wind and clouds turn into a dragon, your friends are all golden scale carp, but because the time has not come and no one has given advice, they are trapped in the shallow water beach and swaying. Now you and I are Fengyun, and you can turn them into dragons."

"You dare to say this, but I don't dare to say it, otherwise those guys will be beaten up." Chen Dayou picked up the matches in the cigar box and threw them to Du Qiu, asking, "Seriously speaking, if they are willing to come to our company, what treatment would you give? Jiang Danfeng, that girl, you all give a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan. My friends need to have skills and experience, so you can't be worse than her, right?"

"Jiang Danfeng is my personal secretary, not from the company." Du Qiu had tried cigarettes before, but had never smoked cigars. He was a little curious and lit them with a match. After trying it, he felt uncomfortable, so he put it aside and said, "Give your shares 1% and I will give them 9% as an option to these friends who share them with you. The monthly salary is the same as Jiang Danfeng, and it is 10,000 yuan per month, and the bonus is calculated separately."

"terrific!"
Chapter completed!