Rebirth of financial migrant workers

Chapter 482 The reason for jumping off the building

Due to the long distance and high floor, the upward viewing angle makes the figure of the person jumping from the building look distorted, not to mention seeing the face clearly.

At most, one could vaguely judge from her general body shape that she was a female.

Wang Chunliang's heart skipped a beat again.

He just called Sister Jun so many times but no one answered. Could it be that
Impossible. Sister Jun is a very strong type. Nothing would make her make such a desperate decision.

But, what if she knew about my other two girlfriends?
Wang Chunliang's head was buzzing. He threw down a hundred-dollar bill, opened the car door and jumped out.

"Stop, there's danger ahead, everyone retreat beyond the cordon!"

As soon as Wang Chunliang approached the hotel building, he was stopped by two policemen.

He was so anxious that he had to explain:

"I'm a colleague of the person who jumped from the building. Let me go up and try to persuade her!"

The policeman refused with a serious face:
"Your colleagues have already gone up, so don't join in the fun!"

Wang Chunliang had no choice but to change his identity and said:

“I am the leader of the bank.”

The taller policeman glanced at Wang Chunliang, looking unconvinced that such a young man could be a leader.

Wang Chunliang was a little annoyed, and didn't care about much else. He lowered his voice and emphasized:

"I'm the boyfriend of the person up there. If you let me go up, I can persuade her!"

The shorter policeman twitched his lips:

"The woman upstairs is almost 50 years old, and you told me you are her boyfriend? If you continue to act unreasonably here, don't blame us for forcing you."

At this moment, Gangzi, who was dressed in travel clothes, saw Wang Chunliang here and rushed over with his mountain-like body:
"Boss Wang, why did you come just now?"

The tall policeman turned his head and asked:
"Is he really your leader?"

Gangzi nodded repeatedly:

"Yes, the leader of the head office!"

After receiving a positive answer, the police looked at Wang Chunliang again, with a hint of dissatisfaction on his face:

"What's wrong with your head office? You've forced your employees to the point where they can't survive. In the past half month, three employees of your Mule Bank have attempted suicide."

Considering that saving lives was the most important thing, the police didn't waste any time and rushed into the building with Wang Chunliang:
"You will know what to say in a moment. Try to satisfy the other party's request verbally first."

After learning that he had made a mistake in identifying the person who jumped from the building, Wang Chunliang breathed a sigh of relief. If the occasion had not allowed it, he would have even been unable to control himself and wanted to laugh out loud.

This fully confirms the old saying: If you don't do anything wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door.

Zhao Gang took this opportunity to follow Wang Chunliang and prepare to go to the rooftop together.

On the way up in the elevator, he took the initiative to report to Wang Chunliang:
"It was Sister Su who jumped off the building this time"

"No way. Sister Su has worked for so long, she has seen all kinds of storms and waves. She can still laugh and talk freely when she makes or loses hundreds of thousands of dollars. Moreover, she will retire at the end of the year. Why would she be so upset at this time?"

Facing Wang Chunliang's question, Gangzi quickly answered:
"Alas, during the month since you went to the capital, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the bank. Especially after your senior brother became the acting president, he began to make drastic changes to the entire bank, causing complaints from all employees." Wang Chunliang was about to ask for details when the elevator reached the top floor.

After he followed the police up another floor, he saw Sister Jun and others on the rooftop at a glance.

Sister Jun naturally saw Wang Chunliang as well. She trotted over to Wang Chunliang, grabbed his arm, and said anxiously:

"Sister Su is unable to accept the current system requirements of the bank and is temporarily unable to get over it. You should think of a solution quickly and make sure you persuade her."

Before she finished speaking, Sister Jun's face changed, and she suddenly leaned close to Wang Chunliang's ear and whispered:

"No, you shouldn't have come here. You represent the head office now. If something happens to Sister Su, the blame will be put on you."

Wang Chunliang patted the back of Sister Jun's hand and comforted:
"Don't worry too much. If they really want to commit suicide, they will choose a quiet place. If they choose to jump off a building, they probably want others to persuade them and use it to negotiate terms. By the way, have you notified the head office? Why don't I see anyone from them?"

Sister Jun immediately got angry and complained:

"I reported it to the head office right away, but those idiots haven't arrived yet. This has happened several times in a row, and the senior leaders of the head office and branches don't want to appear in front of the media and the public anymore, so they're all making excuses."

Sister Su, who was standing on the edge of the rooftop and was ready to jump down at any time, had already seen Wang Chunliang. She felt lost and thought that the current Mule Bank was too indifferent to its employees. Even though she was in such a situation, she still couldn't "invite" those branch presidents.

But she changed her mind and realized that Wang Chunliang was not just the deputy president of the branch, he was also the head of a department in the head office, and his rank was the same as that of the branch president.

She carefully took two steps towards the inside of the building, and then cried out in a tearful voice:

"Hey, the head of the head office is here, why don't you come over and ask about my situation?"

The police on the rooftop had just been notified that due to the design of the hotel, it was too difficult to rush up from the lower floor to rescue people. Moreover, at this height, it would be of no use whether or not there were anti-fall air cushions. Now they could only pin their hopes on this head of the head office.

So everyone made way for Wang Chunliang.

Human life is at stake. Even if you know that the other person is not seeking death, there is still the risk of falling at any time at such a high place.

Wang Chunliang didn't have time to think about it. He slowly approached Sister Su, imitating the plots in movies and TV dramas, and then said words to distract the other person.

"Sister Su, I just took a month off, so I'm not very clear about what happened in the industry. Why don't you come down and talk to me first?"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Sister Su:

"Just stop right there and listen to me!"

Wang Chunliang had no choice but to stop and spread his hands, and then he heard the other party say:

"As soon as your senior brother took office, he came up with seven or eight assessment methods. The tellers who originally had little pressure were now burdened with heavy marketing tasks."

Wang Chunliang didn't care and said:

"Sister Su, you have been in our bank for so many years. Don't you know that most of the tasks assigned by our bank, especially the marketing tasks for tellers, are just verbal promises and are not implemented in the end? A new official takes the first step. You are not taking this seriously, are you?"

Sister Su retorted with a ferocious look on her face:
"I thought so at first, but it wasn't until last weekend when I received my salary that I realized that I only had 34 yuan in my account, and then I realized that this time it was no joke."

Wang Chunliang turned his head in disbelief and looked at Sister Jun, who nodded and added:
"That's true. Not only our branch, but most people in the entire bank had a lot of money deducted because they didn't complete the assigned tasks. The worst off are the tellers. They have limited marketing channels, and most of them are far from the target numbers, so many of them only get a few dozen or a few hundred dollars in salary."

"Is there anything wrong with the head office's brain?!"

Sister Jun leaned close to Wang Chunliang's ear and reminded him in a low voice:
"I think your senior brother just wants to use this method to clear out a large number of tellers."

(End of this chapter)