A huge headache.

"I don't care!" Old Liu roared, "I am forty-eight this year. I have worked for Dingxin since I was 18 years old. If you can make it today, I will make my contribution!"

"If I were laid off, what would I do? Ah, tell me!" Old Liu grabbed Manager Zhang's collar and shook it hard.

Wang Hui immediately rushed up and separated Lao Liu and Manager Zhang.

Manager Zhang pulled open his tie and shouted: "What can I do? Our company is about to be finished. Are everyone going to hold it together to die?"

"Why, it's us? We have worked hard without credit!" Old Liu wiped the tears in the corners of his eyes hard and turned his head to leave.

The other middle-aged employees looked at Manager Zhang silently.

Then... slowly dissipated.

There was a sad smell in the air.

...

Leave the advertising company.

Wang Hui and Shen Feifei did not call a taxi directly.

Instead, I walked along the street.

Both of them were in a bad mood.

"In fact, it's not just advertising companies. Five of the thirteen second-level companies under the group should be difficult to complete the third quarter indicators." Chen Feifei's tone was heavy.

As an office clerk, she can access much more big data than other departments.

Have a general understanding of the momentum of the entire Dingxin Group.

In short, one sentence - not optimistic.

"I didn't expect that such a large plate would be like this." Wang Hui sighed.

Don't think that giants won't fall.

The giant's huge size will be a devastating result once it falls.

For a moment, both of them didn't speak.

The atmosphere is a bit dull.

Wang Hui remembered his days at Zhongxing Company.
Chapter completed!