Chapter 173： Zhang Qingqing

Chapter 173 Zhang Qingqing

Being squeezed out, coupled with the bleak business of the canteen now.

Zhang Qingqing may be fired at any time, and she must be anxious now, and urgently needs means to increase the turnover of the cafeteria and increase income.

"I'll just talk to you briefly like this. I can't talk about it in detail. You can go to Zhang Qingqing to talk about other things. If you can talk about the price of Dali bean sprouts, don't tell me about this. This is the end here, and I won't ask you again."

Mei Fangfang finally said, a bit of a warning.

However, the words are mostly playful and seem to be joking.

More than simply speaking, it all confuses people's old bottom.

Relying on this inside information, if you can't talk about the high price, just buy a piece of tofu and kill it.

Ye Qiu was speechless.

Mei Fangfang, the little director, looked dignified, elegant, and intellectual. In fact, he was very dark in his heart, especially wretched, and a bit bad, otherwise he would not do the embarrassing thing of crashing and running away.

But such a woman is obviously more attractive to men.

Ye Qiu smiled: "Okay, then I won't tell you about the fact that you crashed and wanted to escape."

Mei Fangfang on the other end of the phone was stunned, and then a little anxiously said: "Tell you not to mention that thing, and I will never finish mentioning it with you!"

"Why is it endless?"

"I, I will cry for you!"

Ye Qiu teased a few more words and hung up the phone.

Soon after, the text message prompted.

It was Mei Fangfang's text message. She sent Zhang Qingqing's mobile phone number and asked Ye Qiu to contact him.

Ye Qiu received the number. Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, he immediately dialed according to the number without delay.

...

the other side.

Tianguang University, Canteen No. 8.

Even when I was approaching the restaurant, the whole cafeteria was deserted, with only two or three kittens eating in the cafeteria.

There was a rice cooker who even started to play with rice boringly, and she was really fiddled with a "fangirl" with a graceful figure.

"Hey, there is nothing to eat every day."

"How many people came here yesterday? 11 people at noon and 12 people at night."

"At most 23 people have been here at night."

"I don't know if I can break the record tonight."

"I'm afraid that the cafeteria won't open, and the job will be gone by then."

"I'd better go to the labor market early and prepare for a way out."

Several cafeteria employees discussed with each other, the cafeteria business was so bleak, they didn't want to do it.

...

Office of Canteen No. 8.

Now in the cafeteria office, only Zhang Qingqing is left, who is sorting out various materials in the cafeteria.

When she read all the information, she sighed deeply.

Loss!

Loss!

Canteen No. 8 is operating at a loss every day.

Since she took over the mess, she hasn't made a profit.

It was because of the last food poisoning incident that the impact was too great.

Now there are fewer than 50 students who come to eat in Canteen No. 8, and there are still fewer than 50 students in the morning, midnight and evening.

For a school cafeteria, this flow of people is definitely the kind of blood loss to vomiting blood.

"If I don't make a profit anymore, I will be fired soon, right?"

Zhang Qingqing's face was full of loss.

She has been in Tianguang Tourism Company for six or seven years. From a small employee underneath, step by step, she worked hard to become a manager of the catering department, thinking that she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, it was because he offended the boss's relatives because he didn't drink with that person at the time.

I was squeezed into this kind of place to manage a canteen.

"What abilities and what diplomas are not as important as contacts."

Zhang Qingqing smiled bitterly.

Before, she focused on her work, thinking about how to generate income for the company and how to save money for the company, thinking that with her own ability and hard work, she would be able to gain a firm foothold in the company.

But who knows, what about outstanding ability, what about desperately.

It's better to be close to the boss. The person who asked her to accompany the wine, just because it was the boss, has been in the company for less than a year, he has taken over the power, and even jumped onto her head.

And the boss?

There is no consultant for her affairs at all, as if Zhang Qingqing's efforts in the past few years have been in vain.

Only then did Zhang Qingqing know.

For a company, no matter how hard an employee works, even to the point of vomiting blood, he will only get a compliment, a bonus, as if what you did was taken for granted.

But how important are you to the company?

Sorry, if you don’t have any personal connections, you don’t have a fart at all. You can fire you at any time, and you can change if you want to.

Sigh, Zhang Qingqing didn't think about it anymore. After all these years, he was exhausted and sickened by the company.

If she is fired, she will go home and open a small shop to relax herself.

After all, the company belongs to others, but the body belongs to itself.

At this moment, her cell phone rang, it was an unfamiliar phone.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Qingqing answered the phone: "Hey, hello, this is the Office of Canteen No. 8 of Tianguang University. I am Zhang Qingqing, the person in charge of the canteen. What can I do with you?"

As soon as the voice fell, a gentle male voice came from the other side: "Hello, Manager Zhang, my name is Ye Qiu, Director Mei should have mentioned to you, I want to talk to you about the supply of agricultural products, I don’t know Zhang Is the manager available?"

Zhang Qingqing remembered.

In the morning, Mei Fangfang called her.

She said she was going to introduce her to a supplier of agricultural products, but she didn't say what to supply.

Zhang Qingqing felt that it must be Mei Fangfang who introduced business to people she knew, or even relatives.

Because I was squeezed out by relatives.

Zhang Qingqing is very disgusted with this practice of relying on relatives to do business.

However, due to Mei Fangfang's identity, he accepted it without rejecting it, and thought of rejecting it with a reason.

Unexpectedly, the other party called right now.

Zhang Qingqing thought for a while, Mei Fangfang’s introduction was not good enough to refuse, so he would meet with the other party first, and then tactfully refuse, so he said bluntly: "I'll be free tonight."

"All right, Manager Zhang, I ordered a table of wine and food at the Baiyun Hotel, and I will wait for you to come."

"Ok."

Zhang Qingqing hung up the phone, a little surprised in her eyes.

She had also been to the Baiyun Hotel, but it was difficult to book a place. Last time, the company's boss had a treat, and she followed. That is, at that dinner, the relative of the boss insisted that she accompany her to drink, and even stubbornly treated her, Zhang Qingqing directly refused.

As a result, he offended the other party, and was squeezed out to manage the cafeteria.