Chapter 133: Joy Begets Sadness(1/2)
Send Wang Hui away.
Zhou Ya is ready to go to bed.
The door of his son Zhou Longzhe's room was opened.
The little head bounced out.
sneaking.
"Long Zhe, why are you not sleeping yet?" Zhou Ya was a little angry, "I have to go to school tomorrow!"
"Mom, come!" Zhou Longzhe waved to her.
The mother and son are sitting on the edge of the bed.
"What are you going to say? I'll go to bed after that." Zhou Ya yawned.
I was drunk, but now the fatigue is coming up again.
"Mom, what do you think of Uncle Wang Hui?"
"What's going on?"
"Mom, I think he can do it." Zhou Longzhe's face suddenly became serious, not like a third-grade child at all.
"I had a very comfortable chat with him. We have the same view on many things. If you marry him, I won't hate him." Zhou Longzhe said with a stern look.
After saying that, he stared at his mother with big eyes flashing.
Hope to get a response from my mother.
The response is - a thunderbolt.
Zhou Ya flicked her son's forehead.
"Bang!"
That's so crisp.
"Mom, it hurts..." Zhou Longzhe cried out with pain while covering his forehead.
"Is it still painful?" Zhou Ya looked up and said, "It's okay if you chat with me casually. Uncle Wang Hui is very familiar with us? You just say everything? People will laugh at you!"
"Long Zhe, you are ten years old and are not a child anymore. There are many things you have to consider before you can say! Especially when it comes to adults, you can't make decisions, do you understand?" Zhou Ya was really tired.
The child is ignorant and tired.
The child is precocious and tired.
However, in summary, Zhou Ya hopes that it would be better to restore his son to his emotional intelligence to his peers.
If this continues, I guess I will not be able to affect his heart soon.
That is the most terrifying thing.
"Mom, I asked, Uncle Wang Hui, now he is divorced, so he will take the little sister from that day." Zhou Longzhe didn't give up, "If he likes you and you also like him, then after you get married, I will have a sister, and I'll be very happy to think about it!"
"Ah? Wang Hui is divorced?" This is Zhou Ya, the first time I heard about it.
"So, Uncle Wang Hui and you have both experienced a failed marriage. If you can like each other, then I will have a father again." Zhou Longzhe smiled, his eyes full of hope.
He really likes Wang Hui.
An adult man who is willing to chat with him and does not treat him as a child.
Zhou Ya's nose felt sore and she hugged the child in her arms.
After thirty years of life, Zhou Ya thinks she is upright.
But only I owe a lot to my children.
What I have entrusted with is not human, so my children become single-parent families.
The absence of fatherly love in growing up once made Zhou Ya very anxious.
Fortunately, Zhou Longzhe was astonishingly precocious and could handle family incompleteness.
Now, it is better to say that Zhou Ya raises Zhou Longzhe than that she and her son rely on each other.
A little age
, can already communicate with mothers with the thoughts of adults. This kind of precocious puberty is heartbreaking and extremely rare.
Although Zhou Ya did not have the idea of the Three Obediences and Four Virtues in ancient China, she would not care about "the husband dies and the son".
However, if your son accepts the man he likes, this is the best result.
When the child told Wang Hui about his divorce, Zhou Ya's thoughts had a moment of activity.
Both parties are divorced and have children, and they are really a match.
Moreover, Wang Hui is the management of Dingxin Group and drives a Porsche.
If it can succeed, it will be her Zhou Ya who will climb up.
For a moment, her thoughts became confused.
It seemed as if God suddenly remembered that there was someone like her who helped her build a bridge.
"What am I thinking?" Zhou Ya shook her head and drove out the content about Wang Hui.
But, she understood.
This matter has left a mark in my heart.
When she sees Wang Hui again in the future, she may feel like she is observing him with some perspective.
"Ah...Mom, I'm sleepy and I'm sleeping. You think about it yourself." Zhou Longzhe yawned and entered the house.
Zhou Ya walked into her bedroom, turned off the lights, and lay on the bed.
The moment Zhou Yang appeared at the wine party was still rolling in my mind.
"God, if he was really sent to save me, please give me another explanation, okay?"
With chaotic thoughts and rising alcohol, Zhou Ya fell asleep in a deep state.
...
The next morning, at the group buying merchant alliance morning meeting, Wang Hui summarized the progress of the previous day.
Reward outstanding employees.
Punish the violations.
And arrange the progress of today's task.
After Zhou Yang's iron-fisted rectification.
After a few days, the employees of the Business Alliance were very motivated.
Everyone is united and no longer limited by their own brands. When they go out, they all act in the name of group buying club consultants.
Introduce resources to each other and communicate with each other.
Key content such as phone visit numbers and intended customer numbers are rising steadily.
The bosses were secretly happy when they saw the improvement.
Although Dingxin Exhibition is a newly established company, I didn’t expect that this leader is quite good at it.
Don't think that such commanding work is easy to do.
Generally speaking, the number of brands in the Shanglian is less than ten.
If this number exceeds, then internal competition among the business alliance will appear among similar brands.
For example, there cannot be two toilet brands.
Otherwise, what should I do when promoting group buying?
It consumes internal strength in vain.
This time, the group buying merchant alliance covers almost all household goods that can be used in new houses.
Twenty-nine brands can be purchased in one-stop, one-stop.
But the problem arises again.
Different items have different pricing and shipments.
This is a troublesome thing.
So, Wang Hui can unify the ideas of twenty-nine merchants and minimize internal consumption.
At once
This move made people within the business alliance look at each other with admiration.
Don't say twenty-nine.
There were nine brands of business alliances in the past, and the internal phenomenon was a stolen porridge.
There is no harm without comparison.
To be continued...