Xiao Hu had already drafted the contract and handed one copy to Gu Mo and Mr. Sun respectively. She glanced at it briefly, confirmed the monthly salary of 300,000 yuan, and then signed the contract happily.
The 300,000 yuan was not earned in vain. Design was just a daily routine for her anyway, so it would be a good opportunity to take this opportunity to experience the real working life.
The two parties happily signed the labor contract, and then Mr. Sun took Gu Mo to the conference room.
Not long after the contract was signed, the news had already spread throughout the company's internal groups, and the leaders of the five B-level teams were the most worried now.
"Why are we so unlucky? It is said that the A-level team didn't want it, so they just inserted themselves into our B-level! It is already very difficult to upgrade from B-level to A-level. It is hopeless for any team to receive such a newcomer and be designated for promotion this year. ”
"To be honest, what use is this kind of novice designer who knows nothing to us? In the end, even if she is forced in, we can only let her do odd jobs, wipe the table and mop the floor, and we dare not open it. Yes, right?"
"The biggest fear in the team is that this kind of relationship does not dare to offend and is an eyesore. Please don't come to my team."
"I agree. I don't know what Mr. Sun is thinking about recruiting such a person. I pray that this person will not fall into our team, otherwise I don't know how to deal with the people in my team."
"Why are you all so excited? I quite like Amo. What's wrong with the newcomers? Who hasn't come from the newcomers? Maybe there will be different inspirations."
"Come on, whoever wants this kind of person wants it, don't give it to me, it will definitely hold us back!"
There was an uproar in the group. Gu Mo walked into the conference room and saw the five B-level team leaders who were immersed in checking their mobile phones. When everyone saw Mr. Sun coming in, they quickly put down their phones and called "Mr. Sun" in unison.
Mr. Sun walked up to the stage and said politely: "Everyone in the group should know the situation. This is the new designer Amo who joined today. For the sake of fairness, we will draw lots. Which team will Amo get?" Whichever team you join.”
"What!!? It's actually a lottery?"
The five people below immediately started posting comments in the company's internal group.
"Don't hit me! Ball ball!"
"Pump me, whip me, I really like young people to come to our team!"
"Sister Hua, please come on. Your team's performance this year is the last among B-levels. It's been three years. Even if you die, you can't be promoted to A-level. So don't recruit another dragster!"
"That's right! I know Sister Hua you are a nice person, but don't be too impatient. Think about your KPI this year!"
Gu Mo and Mr. Sun, who were on the news desk in the group, naturally didn't know. At this time, Xiao Hu had already brought the lottery box to the middle.
The five people immediately put down their phones and stared nervously at the box. Gu Mo felt a little uneasy as these people stared at him.
Don't blame me, I don't want to join the team either, I was forced too! She, a person who only plays high-end individual competitions, suddenly enters low-end team competitions, how can she be acclimated, right?
When I was drawing lots, my hands shook unconsciously.
She took a deep breath. There were five small paper balls in the box. Each paper ball had the number of the department written on it. She took one at random and opened the paper ball.
A small movement, just a few seconds, but it pulled the hearts of the five people in the audience.
There is already a team leader standing below with his hands clasped together, silently chanting, "Don't come to our team, don't come to our team! Go away, go away, the bad guy!"
"Number three."
Gu Mo recited softly, the whole place fell into deathly silence, and within two seconds there was a sudden burst of cheers from the audience.
"Sister Hua, it's really you, my God, you really get what you want!"
"Sister Hua, I don't know whether I should bless you or pity you."
Sister Hua stood up from her seat with a smile and waved to Gu Mo kindly, "Hello, Teacher Amo, I am the leader of Team B, Team 3. My name is Liu Hua, but there are too many people with this name. , everyone calls me Sister Hua."
The corner of Gu Mo's mouth twitched. It seemed that the name Sister Hua was not particularly pleasant.
"Amo, go ahead and say hello to the team leader behind you."
Gu Mo quickly walked off the stage and politely extended his hand to Sister Hua, introducing himself: "Hello, Sister Hua, my name is Gu Mo, and everyone also calls me Amo..."
Before she could finish her words, Sister Hua grabbed her hand and shook her, "I know, I know! Model Amo, a popular model in the modeling world! It's really different in real life than on TV. You are so beautiful. , it is our team’s blessing to have you on our team!”
Gu Mo was a little confused. Wasn't he disliked by thousands of people before? Why is this team leader so light and refined yet so different from others?
But she is a typical type who treats others well when others are good to her.
"Hello, Sister Hua. Please give me your advice in the future. I will definitely do my best."
"Hua'er, don't get too carried away. What are you going to do with your team's KPIs this year? Don't you even think about this?"
The team leader standing next to Sister Hua said something coldly, and Sister Hua could only say with a smile, "Oh, it's okay, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. No matter whether Amo joins or not, we can't finish it anyway." , why do you think so much?"
The other team leaders sighed inaudibly. Sister Hua was nice and easy to talk to, and she usually had a good relationship with the B-level team leaders.
"Okay Hua'er, I wish you success this year. Thank God it's not me."
"Hua'er, with your team ranked last this year, I seem to feel more relaxed."
The team leaders said half-jokingly. Sister Hua didn't seem to care and took Gu Mo's hand and walked outside. "Mr. Sun, I'll take A Mo to our team's office first."
Mr. Sun waved to her, "Okay, okay, go quickly."
When she walked outside, Sister Hua introduced her enthusiastically, "Amo, don't be embarrassed just because you are a newcomer. Who hasn't been a newcomer step by step?
It's okay, our team is just a few young people, you can definitely play together. "
Hearing Sister Hua introduce Gu Mo to her so enthusiastically, she was a little uncomfortable. She was already prepared to be isolated and ridiculed by the team, but she didn't expect to encounter such a situation?
After taking the elevator to the ground floor, Gu Mo realized that Meng Lin had bought the entire office building. However, the office building is not high and has only five floors in total. The fifth floor at the top is the president's office, the fourth floor is A-level office rooms, the third floor is B-level office rooms, and the second floor is C-level office rooms.
As soon as the elevator opened, the two of them walked into the corridor on the third floor. Sister Hua introduced: "Our office is at the very back of the third floor. As for why it is at the very back..."
Sister Hua hesitated for a moment and then said: "It's because the location of this office is arranged based on the annual performance ranking, but it's also good. We will always be in last place and there is no need to move this office."
The corner of Gu Mo's mouth twitched. This was the first time she saw someone who was so indifferent after finishing last. The most important thing was that this was still in the workplace?
Is it also a disguised explanation that this company is very profitable and can keep people lying flat?
As he spoke, he walked to the end of the corridor. Before he raised his hand, the door opened from the inside, revealing a cute and cute fleshy face.
The owner of that face had round eyes. When he saw Gu Mo, he shouted excitedly, "Dabao, come and see, it's really A Mo!"
The scream could be heard throughout the stairwell. Gu Mo stood at the door a little embarrassed, not knowing where to place his hands and feet.
"Come on, Xiaoyan, don't scare Amo. Come in quickly. If anything happens, we'll talk to you behind closed doors."
Sister Hua quickly opened the door and pulled Gu Mo in.
Gu Mo then realized that this room was very large and basically had all the equipment a designer needed, but there were only two lonely people in it. Wouldn't this be too much of a waste of resources?
Seeing Gu Mo's reaction, Sister Hua seemed to be used to it, and quickly pulled Xiaoyan and Dabao who were playing games.
"These are the people on my team. This one is called Xiaoyan and this one is called Dabao."
Xiaoyan waved excitedly to Gu Mo. After the game, Dabao put down his phone and looked at it. Gu Mo also politely shouted: "Hello, Teacher Amo."
"Don't call me teacher. From today on, we are all colleagues and we are equal. Just call me Amo or Momo."
After saying that, she asked Sister Hua a little hesitantly, "Are there only four of us in our team now?"
This seemed to be the point of the question, and Xiaoyan nodded, "Yes, our team is a B-level group of three. Logically speaking, each team should have five to ten people.
But because we are always at the bottom, no one is willing to join. If you hadn't drawn lots for our team today, there would probably only be three people in the future. "
A design team of three?
Gu Mo muttered a little. It stands to reason that a team of Meng Lin's level should have at least five people, because only five people can win a decent project.
Gu Mo laughed dryly and said, "It's okay, there will only be four of us from now on."
"Do we have any projects recently? Or is there something going on?"
Although she didn't want to get involved, since she had received a monthly salary of 300,000 yuan and signed a contract, she naturally had to play her role in her position, otherwise she would be fired sooner or later.
But as soon as these words were asked, the other three people looked at each other in confusion.
Sister Hua explained, “Currently we have no projects on hand, and the last project was completed last month.
This next project requires a draft review with five groups of people. "
"Pitch?"
"It's equivalent to two groups coming up with design drafts of the same theme and competing with Party A's father. Whoever Party A is satisfied with will get the project in the end."
I didn’t expect that Menglin’s interior would still be so curly?
Gu Mo nodded, "That's good. Have Party A's requirements been met?"
Several people were a little embarrassed by Gu Mo's words, "We have no intention of pitching."
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