The collapse of Qin's group, everyone involved can feel the interlocking plan and the large amount of money manipulated behind the scenes during the period. It is conservatively estimated that it will cost one or two hundred million whether it is network promotion or stock trading.
The company established with such financial resources is bound to soon become a hot pastry in the industry.
Compared with doing shady activities and worrying all day, who doesn't want to have a bright and well paid job.
But now they are told that there is only one place.
"This..." the leader looked unhappy with coffee and wanted to say something more.
Qin Qing leaned back against the sofa, glanced at the past with quiet eyes, and said coldly, "I don't like others to bargain. This is the biggest concession. Don't forget that you still have a lot of resources in my hand."
The video photos copied from the dressing room and computer were enough to send these people to prison.
Several people in the opposite naturally knew how powerful they were. They suddenly shut up, unconsciously lowered their expectations and compromised in a quota.
But who should I give this sweet cake to?
As soon as the leader turned around, he didn't mean to discuss. He wiped his face, patted several brothers on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Hey, don't lose heart. I'll still cover you when I enter the company. It's not easy to make money by leaking something from my fingers."
The implication is to take the lead as the boss.
In the past, several people gathered together, relying on their age to arrange funds and generations. They were used to mixing together for a long time, but now they use the title to oppress people, which inevitably makes other people dissatisfied.
"Boss, you can't say that. People's technology companies want computer talents. I have the best technology here. I'll certainly have a better chance of making money in the future." the fat man with a fat head and pig brain said reluctantly, squeezing a pair of small eyes.
With his opening, others also expressed their willingness to live in wealth and not forget each other, and never forget their good brothers in a good day.
Dog, fart brother.
The leader scolded in his heart with a dark face, and his tone became gloomy. "It seems that everyone is not convinced. It's better to see Zhenzhang on his fist. Who wins and who goes?"
This is a word disagreement to lift the chessboard.
"No, no, boss, pay attention to quality. This is someone else's company. Besides, you know we can't beat you. It's not fair." others said and took a step back. They clearly saw each other's wolf ambition and cursed in their hearts.
However, a group of cheating scum get together to talk about fairness, which itself is a joke.
"Oh, fairness is a fart." the leader sneered, and then raised his hand to open the war with the first punch. He slammed down a thin man in front of him without mercy.
Seeing the good brothers who shared the same hatred for the last second, they were already fighting in the hall as if they had killed their father. The sleepy Nanxu on the opposite side woke up. In addition to being surprised, he couldn't help admiring Qin Qing's means.
It is easy enough and cruel enough to let the enemy be cruel and disintegrate internally without a dime.
Ignoring the line of sight projected by her friend, Qin Qing asked the front desk to serve coffee again. After taking an elegant and indifferent sip, she found that the cup on the other side of the sofa had not been passive, "why, are you worried about your partner?"
Chen Xin has been a coward since he was a child, but he has a good look at people. He has been shrinking in the corner since the girl entered the door. At this moment, he quickly shook his head and said, "I want to go first. Thank you for raising your hand."
With that, he grabbed the camera and left the sofa.
As soon as he stepped out, the girl's pleasant and clear voice came again, "aren't you here to find a job? The opportunity is in your eyes, don't you want to fight for it?"
Of course, Chen Xin wanted to, but looking at the people in a group not far away, all their ideas were shot out, "no, don't bother."
He was afraid that he would not have a chance to go out alive.
At this time, the fat man with heavy physique was pushed and bumped into the floor vase. With a crash, the porcelain pieces broke to the ground. Half of the fat man's body was bloody, but he still didn't know the pain. He grabbed a piece of broken porcelain and roared and rushed over.
There was a puff in the air, and the flesh was penetrated. The leader of one enemy five covered his stomach and fell to the ground.
Looking at the blood color spreading rapidly on the white marble floor, the red eyed people suddenly stopped their hands, retreated in panic, looked at each other, and all looked at each other with a blank and frightened expression.
How did this happen?
"It seems that it's over." Qin Qing turned his back to several people and didn't look back. He put down the coffee mixed with the bloody smell, which made people lose their appetite. He turned his head and looked at Chen Xin in a daze. He said faintly, "then choose you."
what? Everyone present was unexpected, including Chen Xin, who was stunned by the bloody scene.
After the atmosphere solidified for more than ten seconds, several other people behind them shouted angrily: "you did it on purpose, didn't you? Let's fight among ourselves and deliberately watch our jokes, but finally gave the quota to the smelly boy!"
Let their life and death become a joke.
"So what?" Qin Qing narrowed her eyes slightly and drew a sneer from the corners of her mouth, which was very shallow. "Isn't it a joke for you to come here today? You know how the microblog account became popular. Although you don't have a salary, you have also benefited a lot from account marketing. I don't mean I don't know anything."
At first, the trumpet of microblog was only used to catch big fish for a long time. Later, it was heated up by Baidu Post Bar. In fact, this group of people are basically good for nothing except serving as a water army.
Qin Qing doesn't really care about an account, but it involves the guardian's post. She's very uncomfortable at the thought of the contamination of things with men.
The people behind him never thought that their little trick was to play a big knife in front of Guan Gong. For a time, they were blue and blue, chest tightness and shortness of breath.
"Then we also made efforts. It's too much for you to play with us now!" and ordered Chen Xin as a general, which told them how to swallow this tone.
"Ha ha." Qin Qing lowered her eyes and gently rubbed the string of hands on her wrist. The sun fell out of the window. Red beads like blood refracted into her pupils, as if a layer of blood had been absorbed from inside to outside, "Have you ever thought that the girls you included in the video feel too much? Do you feel too much when they are secretly photographed, coerced, or even forced to have sex with you? Compared with you, I feel that my hands are very clean."