I Really Didn't Want to Be the Savior

Chapter 33

"This is the lyrics and music score of boring. You can get familiar with it first, but don't rush to produce the finished product, let alone release it. When boring is officially released a month, oh, no, two weeks later."

Chen Feng arranged.

Zhong Lei nodded, "OK."

She didn't dare ask why.

Don't ask, she also knows Chen Feng's answer.

It must be that after the "boring" is officially released, it will be hot. Your value will rise, and others will take the initiative to contact you.

"By the way, if conditions permit, you'd better find a reliable recording studio in Hanzhou for long-term cooperation, otherwise you have to go back and forth to China Sea every time you record songs. It's a waste of time."

Chen Feng continued to command.

Zhong Lei has no objection, "yes, in fact, I can't practice songs just by my voice. It's very helpful for me to wear good listening headphones in the studio. But..."

"But what?"

"But I actually inquired about the best recording studio in Hanzhou. It seems to have something to do with Zhou anafu's second generation."

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows. "Forget it. You'd better go to Zhonghai for the time being. By the way, how much does it cost to get a studio like this?"

"Street stalls don't make much sense. If you really want good equipment, at least five million."

Chen Feng turned to look out of the window, "the moon tonight is really big and round."

Let's settle the matter for the time being.

From Chen Feng's displeasure, he shrugged, "manager Lin, you know the situation of Weston. What can I explain? Besides, the occupancy rate of the community has exceeded 90% and reached the assessment standard of the company."

Linde had intended to make trouble. Unexpectedly, Chen Feng also retorted. He was satirizing himself both inside and outside. He didn't even know the situation of the community in the region, and his attitude was very stiff.

He felt that his face had been swept away and was very angry.

"Fart! That's because you live in one! Take off your one, it's less than 90%! Also, look at this watch! Look at the numbers after your own name?"

Linde pointed to the number of newly developed houses per housekeeper in the region this month.

There are seven or eight sets of more and one or two sets of less, except that the number behind Chen Feng's name is 0.

Chen Feng said the same.

"When you asked me to go to Weston, the primary task assigned to me was to digest the existing houses. In addition to maintaining the existing users in the past six months, I increased the occupancy rate from 80 to about 90. Therefore, I didn't waste energy talking about bamboo shoots unless they were very affordable."

Linde was hated by him in public.

"You..."

Other employees suddenly froze when they saw a good summary meeting and said forget it.

However, some people tried to persuade others, but in fact, some people were secretly arch fire.

"The apartment in charge of Chen Feng failed to reach 90% for six consecutive months, which is lower than the assessment standard. 20% of your monthly bonus will be deducted from this month. When it exceeds 90%, when will it start again! Break up!"

Linde finally put down such words, turned and left.

He also has the final say that he does not take Chen Feng off and fish in troubled waters while he is at work. Those are all false. The reason for his employment is hard enough. He can only have the final say in his power.

Chen Feng was confused.

Linde's deduction cost him almost $500 a month.

Although it's not much, can you bear being cut off for no reason?

Of course not!

Linde left first, and the crowd soon dispersed in the conference room.

When many people go out, they look at Chen Feng who is still sitting there. They don't know what these people are thinking.

Some sympathize, some gloat, and others hang high regardless of themselves.

Today, Lin Jing got angry for no reason, but who told Chen Feng to catch it.

"Chen Feng, I think manager Lin is a little too much today."

About a minute or two later, a voice suddenly sounded around Chen Feng.

When Chen Feng turns back, it's Zhou Yunbo.

They looked at each other with a smile.

Chen Feng grinned. "Haven't you left yet? Do you think so?"

Zhou Yunbo nodded, "but the company naturally has its rules and regulations. There's no way. Chen Feng, you'll work hard next month."

"Do you think I should just recognize it?" Chen Feng asked.

Zhou Yunbo asked, "what else? Of course, if it's me, I can't figure it out. I'm angry."

"What would you do if it were you?"

"If you don't stay here, you'll stay here. Cough... That's not what I mean. Chen Feng, think about it yourself. I'll go first."

Watching the man leave the meeting room, the smiling smell on Chen Feng's face slowly converged.

This Zhou Yunbo is very interesting.

When I first started working, I originally arranged for another housing source with a number of more than 60 sets, and the grade of the community was slightly worse than Weston, but the occupancy rate was as high as 100% in a mature community.

But then, somehow, it was replaced by Weston, which had an occupancy rate of only more than 70%, and the previous mature community was allocated to Zhou Yunbo's jurisdiction.

Compared with other housekeepers, Zhou Yunbo is responsible for three communities alone, with a total of nearly 200 apartments.

Strangely, Zhou Yunbo's three communities are very close to Weston.

Obviously, Linde and Zhou Yunbo think the fruit is ripe and it's time to pick the fruit.

But am I such a bullying soft persimmon?

After Zhou Yunbo went out, he didn't go to Linde's office, but ran to the corner to find out his mobile phone and send wechat to Linde.

"Boss, I just talked to him. He looks very unconvinced. It's estimated that he won't carry it for long."

Linde quickly replied, "well, I'll set the fire another day, and he'll almost roll himself."

"Thank you, boss."

"Thank you. If the company wants to integrate resources, Weston, a medium and high-end community, should have been responsible for the old employees. If Chen Feng didn't live in one, I would simply take it away from him."

"Yes!"

In the corner of the wall, Zhou Yun's wave surface showed color and was very satisfied.

At first, the top wanted to assign Weston to him, but he was not willing. It would lower his performance, so he threw it to Chen Feng.

Now Weston has reached the standard. If you don't have to do much every month, there will be more than 2000 performance commissions. Of course, Zhou Yunbo wants to receive this victory fruit.

However, the company should always pay attention to the impact. After all, it is Chen Feng who slowly raised Weston's occupancy rate and directly transferred him away, which will chill the hearts of other housekeepers. In this way, it is more logical for him to run away on his own.

Originally, Linde made some changes to Chen Feng a few days ago. He bumped into him in the Internet cafe. This time, he arched a fire again. It was too timely.

In the twinkling of an eye, two days later, Linde and Zhou Yunbo did not wait until Chen Feng took the initiative to resign.

They had to make a fire, but just then, Linde was called upstairs, which was the company headquarters.

The regional director in charge of the whole Hanzhou market talked with Linde for more than half an hour, suggesting that his royal way cares about relaxation.

Some communities with special circumstances, since they were handed over to their staff when the situation was the most difficult, now that they have seen improvement, don't use such a rigid system to chill the hearts of the people.

Although he didn't say it through, Linde knew it.

After coming down from upstairs, Linde called Chen Feng to his office with an iron face.

"Did you complain?"

He asked.

Chen Feng shook his head. "It's not a complaint, it's fighting for his own legitimate rights and interests."

"Do you know you're breaking the rules?"

"What rules?"

"Internal affairs are solved internally. If you poke it up again, you will break the rules."

Chen Feng shrugged. "It can't be solved internally. My immediate boss wants to fix me. Who can I find to solve it? It's the 21st century. Can I still make a company revolution?"

"Don't be so ugly. No one will punish you. I'm just demanding high standards for you."

"Manager Lin, have you gone too far? I only have a monthly salary of several thousand. You can't ask me to show my fighting spirit with an annual salary of one million?"

Linde suddenly lowered his voice. "I said, don't you feel bad if you stay here like this?"

He is blatantly trying to persuade Chen Feng to retreat.

Chen Feng was in no hurry. Instead, he jumped on the table and lowered his voice, "do you want me to leave? How much compensation are you going to give me?"

"No way! You haven't worked for a year! There's no compensation at all."

"Can I continue to live in my house?"

"You dream!"

Chen Feng then asked, "so if I take the initiative to leave, am I stupid?"

Linde was silent.

Chen Feng directly put down his cruel words, "do you want to drive me away? There are two conditions. First, let me continue to rent the current house at the original price for two years. Second, three months' salary plus bonus compensation, a total of 25000, not less! Otherwise, I have to rely here."

In fact, more money and less money are not so important.

Chen Feng doesn't care about this job at all.

But Linde and Zhou Yunbo do some disgusting shit all day. If Chen Feng goes along with them so easily, he can't get through with his own ideas.

I'll stay here and disgust you.

I like the way you look at me and think I can't help it.

Let the people who see themselves unhappy be unhappy, then they will live happily!

Chen Feng chose to be happy.