Haike Company is a small company. The office area is not large and you can see it at a glance.
Fatty Luo couldn't help but snorted as he watched Jing Gao walk into Mr. Wei's office.
Now, it is recognized within Haike Company that the well height may have some background. No matter officially or financially. Otherwise, there is no need for the development manager of Henghu Pharmaceutical to give him such face.
There are not many people with such a background working in a low-key manner in the capital. Doesn’t the wife of Warren Buffett, the world’s richest man, also have an ordinary job?
However, he believed that Mr. Wei should still have some way to "deal with" Jing Gao. After all, he is a multi-millionaire.
Comrade, "killing someone with a borrowed knife" is not that fun.
Didi.
Fatty Luo was thinking when his WeChat message rang. He immediately sat back in his chair and looked through the pages.
It's a small group of their project managers.
"@罗fatzi, Lao Luo, what's going on? Why did Jing Gao suddenly propose to resign?"
"Lao Luo, what good thing have you done? Come out and tell me. (smirk expression)."
Jing Gao has just submitted his resignation application form. It can be seen in Haike's office system. Relevant screenshots are sent to the group.
This is actually no less than a depth charge explosion.
During this time, everyone knew Jing Gao's "story" and could see that the company intended to reuse him. As a result, he is resigning?
Fatty Luo replied one by one, "Shit."
"I have been busy helping him secure the fifty thousand bonus, and this is how this thief repays me."
"Mr. Wei is talking to him, and there is something he likes. Just wait and see."
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In Wei Zhengyuan's office. The sun shines in from the windows, and you can hear the chirping of birds in the woods of the science and technology park.
Wei Zhengyuan was wearing a white striped short-sleeved business T-shirt and trousers. His tall and thin figure was slightly shorter than Jing Gao. He walked out from behind the desk with a smile on his face and shook hands with Jing Gao. "Hello, Jing Gao. Sit down." "
Speaking of which, this was the first time Jing Gao had a private conversation with the company's general manager. However, Jing Gao, who has already passed the Shenhao adaptation period, naturally cannot feel any discomfort in front of the CEO of a multi-million company.
In terms of social status, Mr. Wei may not be as good as Gong Cheng, the branch president of the Universe Bank.
"Mr. Wei, hello."
Wei Zhengyuan looked at Jing Gao, who was sitting calmly and relaxedly on the leather sofa. His demeanor was really unlike that of an ordinary employee, and he secretly cursed Fatty Wei as a fool. Would he offend such a person? This may not refer to whose young master it is.
Wei Zhengyuan said kindly: "Jing Gao, let me declare first that your salary and compensation for resignation will be settled normally. Then, is it inconvenient for me to ask you the reason for your resignation? I still hope that you will continue to work at Haike."
Jing Gao took a sip of tea and said, "I quit my job and started a business."
He actually has no expectations for April's salary settlement.
From Heike's perspective, his behavior contains a certain amount of "deception". Haike worked hard to help him handle the "real-name report", but he resigned on the first day he came back. I have no interest in working for Heike anymore.
It's normal for people to get stuck.
As for severance compensation, it depends on the company. Some companies require layoffs. In some companies, employees may leave their jobs voluntarily.
Haike belongs to the former.
Mr. Wei is still very energetic in his work. He actually had no intention of breaking up with his former club over half a month's salary.
As for the accusation against Fatty Luo in front of Mr. Wei, he wasn't that outrageous. He didn't have any grudge against Fatty Luo either.
When Wei Zhengyuan heard this, he knew that his "fate" with Jing Gao was over. He followed the topic and asked, "What are you planning to do? If necessary, I will be happy to help."
Jing Gao politely declined: "Thank you, Mr. Wei, for your kindness. I am engaged in venture capital, and the company has been established. The project is under review."
Wei Zhengyuan was moved when he heard this. He pondered for a few seconds and said, "Mr. Jing, I have a friend in the tourism industry. He is short of funds recently and is looking for investors everywhere. Do you have time this Friday? We are at the Jinghe Club. Want to meet and chat? It doesn’t matter whether it works or not, just treat it like getting to know each other and sit and drink tea together.”
Jing Gao subconsciously wanted to refuse. He was not interested in business entertainment. However, when I heard that the tourism industry was interested, I asked, "What are the details?"
Didn't he just think about those places being fun recently?
Wei Zhengyuan immediately felt that something was right. He walked back to his desk and took a box of Chinese cigarettes over, handing one to Jing Gao. He lit it, took a sip, and said with a smile: "My friend is working in a tourist town. It's similar to the Gubei Water Town in Dongyun District.
He built a tourist town near the Xianghe River in the suburbs of Beijing, with an annual output value of nearly 100 million. His financial chain has recently been broken. My hair turned white from worry. "
Passing cigarettes is a common way for men to get closer.
Jing Gao didn't take Fatty Luo's cigarette, so he didn't reject Wei Zhengyuan. After lighting up the cigarette, he took a gentle puff and realized the meaning of Mr. Wei's words: the amount of funds needed was about tens of millions. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Okay, let's meet and talk."
He definitely doesn't understand the business model of a tourist town.
But as a powerful person, who doesn’t have the dream of finding a place with beautiful scenery, a whole farm, and living leisurely for a few days?
You can get in touch with this industry.
Wei Zhengyuan laughed and said, "Mr. Jing is really happy. Oh, this is my business card." He handed the business card to Jing Gao with both hands, his attitude becoming more and more attentive.
Jing Gao answered with a smile, "I haven't printed the business card yet. Let me dial Mr. Wei's number."
At this time, Jing Gao found that he not only needed to apply for another corporate mobile phone card, but also printed a personal business card.
After leaving his personal contact information, Wei Zhengyuan was in a good mood and walked Jing Gao to the door of the office, shook hands with him and said, "Mr. Jing, I will see you off after the formalities are completed."
Two staff members who were passing by happened to hear this and were shocked beyond words. Mr. Jing? What the hell?
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After sending Jing Gao away, Wei Zhengyuan sat back at his desk with a smile on his face. He first took the landline and called the finance department to explain his opinions. Then, after thinking about it for a while, I called a friend.
"Hey, Lao Wei, you called me so early in the morning. What's going on?"
"Old Wang, I have good news here. I have a friend who is a venture capital investor. He is a little interested in your situation. Let's get together in Jinghe this Friday afternoon?"
"Okay. Oh, Lao Wei, you have helped me a lot. Don't worry, when the investment is finalized, your share of the benefits will be indispensable."
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Jing Gao returned to his seat and put away his personal belongings. Looking at the process, it was approved within ten minutes.
He went to the finance department to sign and receive the money. Then you can leave.
Fatty Luo, who was sitting in his seat, was a little dumbfounded. Just now, the finance department called him to urge him to quickly approve Jing Gao's resignation application. He asked and learned that Mr. Wei personally called to confirm Jing Gao's salary and resignation compensation.
I go!
Mr. Wei, I was counting on you to vent your anger on your brothers.
Fatty Luo looked at Jing Gao who opened the financial room door. His WeChat group has exploded like crazy. He is being dissed.
"Lao Luo, you can't do it! Did you hear what Mr. Wei called Mr. Jinggao when he called him? Mr. Jing!"
"@罗fatzi, that's it, that's it. Lao Luo wants us to wait and see. This..."
"Scene of a large rollover."
"Lao Luo's face will be swollen."
You girls! Dry! Fatty Luo really wanted to curse these bunch of schadenfreudes. How did he know what was going on?
At this moment, he saw Mr. Wei's office door open, and the company's first brother walked towards Jing Gao with a smile, "Mr. Jing, let me see you off."
Fatty Luo almost didn't come up in one breath. He expected to be ridiculed by his colleagues for many days.
