A Woman Who Wears to 70s Wants to Get Rich

Chapter 242

The haze on his face was also swept away, revealing a happy look.

"Okay, Fengming, you said that, now you can accompany me to buy a car."

After saying these words, I felt that there was still something wrong. When I saw the other party, I felt a little ambiguous no matter how I looked at my shoulders. I was really ashamed of the two of them.

He looked at the man in front of him a little confused, knowing that he didn't seem to understand what he meant, then he pointed to the hand on his shoulder.

"But first you have to get your hand off, or how do we get there?"

Hearing what he said reflexively, he suddenly realized that his actions seemed uncivilized.

Feng Ming moved his hand off Mo Jia's body as if he had been electrocuted, and felt extremely embarrassed, so he covered it up with his own coughing.

"Ahem, alright, alright, let's go now, I'll have to work when I get back."

After that, he went straight to the office door without changing his expression and heartbeat, leaving only Mo Jia in the office.

Seeing that Feng Ming walked out so readily, Mo Jia followed behind him not to be outdone, and they arrived at the parking lot together.

Mo Jia directly opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

The person in the driver's seat felt that his haircut was really "interesting".

How do you know that you are sitting in the co-pilot seat when you move into your own car? Once other people sit in your own car, don't they usually lean back?

"Hee hee! As far as our friendship is concerned, you must be reluctant to let me sit in the back row alone. Besides, I plan to chat with you in the car for a while."

Seeing Feng Ming who refused to start the car for a long time, Mo Jia consciously put on his seat belt.

By the way, he pointed to Feng Ming's seat belt, and signaled him to fasten his seat belt before driving on the road.

There was no way to take this Mo Jia, so Feng Ming had no choice but to fasten his seat belt, and then drove out of the parking lot.

"Tell me, what question do you want to ask me?"

Now, there are really many people on the expressway, perhaps because their first section is too busy.There is an endless stream of vehicles coming and going.

The speed of their car could not be too high, so the two of them chatted for a long time in the car.

Mo Jia looked at the vehicles outside the car like a child, looked at the signal lights on the traffic road, and began to think about how he should deal with his colleagues after entering a big company.

Hearing Feng Ming ask himself this question, he didn't have to be cheeky to rush to ask him any more questions.

He directly expressed his doubts.

"Well, I just want to ask you how to deal with the employees in the company. After all, with my strength, I will definitely attract a lot of jealousy from the employees. I sold it."

Although Mo Jia is almost 25 years old, his mind is still like a child.

When he was in his own family, his old father spoiled him and handed over all the business of his family to his elder brother, while he, the younger brother, only cared about collecting money.

His old father and his eldest brother doted on him very much, so he didn't need to intervene in general business matters.

As long as this person said that he was short of money, someone would definitely come and send the money, but Mo Jia was used to such days.

Yilai stretched out his hands and opened his mouth. Although Mo Jia grew up in such a pampered environment, he is still a man and knows how to spell responsibility.

Moreover, after seeing that his family business has become so prosperous with his small post, Mo Jia has such an idea to make his family business become the largest company in City A in five years' time.

After hearing this question from Xiao Mojia, Feng Ming felt very embarrassed at first, after all, he usually doesn't like to deal with others.

Or he was born to be a king, so it's okay to let him manage the company's employees. If he wants to deal with others, his assistant Zhu Xun usually does it.

"If you ask me this question, it's a good question. You don't know that I have been a friend like you since I was a child. If I am good at communication, how can I not have friends?"

Hearing what Feng Ming said, Mo Jia also felt that it made sense, he was asking the wrong person for this question.But the next question is sure to ask a good person.

"Then can you tell me how to manage the staff?"

The boy looked at the person in the passenger seat with big eyes full of expectation, as curious as looking at a traffic light on the side of the road. At first, when he saw his young man managing his family business, he felt that he was vigorous and handsome.

Thinking of asking him some good tips for managing employees one day, now that he has the opportunity, he has to ask him carefully.

Hearing the question he asked, Feng Ming smiled evilly and looked ahead.

Then I started to slowly talk about my own coups for managing employees.

"First of all, let me ask you a question. If you are asked to manage employees, if the employees work overtime today, do you want to reward him with a high commission?"

Upon hearing this question, the inexperienced Mo Jia immediately nodded his head like a rattle.

He also said happily: "The employee has worked so hard and worked overtime. I must pay him a lot of money. If I can't pay him for overtime, then I am still a good boss."

Hearing Mo Jia's answer, Feng Ming's face immediately turned down, and then he couldn't stop shaking his head.

Seeing the appearance of the person next to him, Mo Jia expressed his incomprehension. What does he mean by shaking his head?Is it the reward for those who don't let themselves go to work overtime?

Did he do something wrong again, and his nervousness was mobilized again by shaking his head.

"You said, why are you shaking your head? They are working overtime, how can I not pay them overtime pay? Aren't you just talking nonsense?"

The successive questions made Feng Ming, who was sitting in the driving seat, more and more worried about his ability as a manager after childhood.

But there are some truths that this person will never understand, so Feng Ming cleared his throat and slowed down his speed a bit.

In order to avoid a traffic accident in a while, after finishing these few things, he began to tell Mo Jia why.

“Do you think if you keep paying these people overtime, they’ll be more productive? If you set a precedent for one person, thousands of employees will follow suit.”

When he said this, Mo Jia seemed to have suddenly understood why Feng Ming did not agree with the rule of overtime pay just now.

(End of this chapter)