The days of Kuai Chuan's counterattack with a male god

Chapter 465 President Daddy (33)

Time passed quickly, and January passed.

Wushuang's performance is still zero, but Xu Ting's performance has been rising in a straight line.

After that incident, people in the business department never asked Luo Fan to help with work, but everyone unanimously excluded them.

Wushuang didn't care at all, they were in sales, and there was no need for coordination and cooperation between jobs, as long as they did their own thing well.

But Luo Fan seems to be very concerned about these things, and will take the initiative to talk to people every day, but sticks to their cold ass with a warm face.

Wushuang looked speechless.

There are too many factions in the company, if you care too much, it will only be more uncomfortable.

That night, when Wushuang returned to Yan's house after dinner with Qin Shen and his son, Yan Minping stopped him: "Wushuang."

It's eleven o'clock in the evening, and I haven't slept yet.

Wushuang stepped forward: "Dad, are you looking for me?"

Yan Minping was a little dignified: "Sit down."

Wushuang sat casually on the other side of the sofa: "It's so late, Dad, why are you still awake?"

Yan Minping didn't answer, but asked, "Where's Yan Qin?"

"I let him live in Qin Shen's place, and Qin Shen can send him to school tomorrow conveniently."

"En." Yan Minping asked again: "How is your business doing recently?"

Wushuang said indifferently: "It hasn't started yet."

Yan Minping frowned: "Xiaoting's business is doing very well now, with a performance of 5000 million, and you don't have a single order, do you need your father to help you? As long as you have a performance, no one will dare to gossip if you stay in the company."

"No, Dad, we compete fairly. I have to rely on my own hands. I have no other requirements. I just need Dad to support me."

There was always a smile on Wushuang's face, which made Yan Minping a little confused.

For such an important matter, she was still able to stay calm in the face of danger.

If she loses, the Yan family will have nothing to do with her in the future.

"Dad, don't worry, I'm going to bed first, and you should go to bed early too." After saying that, Wu Shuang went back to her room.

Xu Ting was standing at the door of Wushuang's room, leaning against the wall with her arms folded, sneering and sarcastic: "Yan Wushuang, half of the time has passed, and your performance is still zero."

Wushuang calmly said, "Yes, there is still half the time."

"You'd better leave early, before the time is up, I will lose face to our Yan family if I make this public." Xu Ting gloated.

Wushuang didn't bother to pay attention to her, and closed the door, directly blocking Xu Ting's face from the door.

Noisy!

During this time, Xu Ting asked Xia Qing to do everything possible to prevent Wushuang from having any resources, and even directly robbed customers.

Wushuang didn't care at all, she was looking for small companies, and she even deliberately gave them clients.

This is to make Xu Ting relax her vigilance before attacking her.

Although the colleagues in the company don't know that Wushuang is Yan's daughter, they all know that Wushuang must surpass Xu Ting in performance within two months, otherwise he will leave the company.

Everyone is watching a play.

Even Luo Fan was worried about her.

This afternoon.

Xia Qing packed up her things and was about to go out with Xu Ting to meet a client. She happened to pass by Wushuang, and said sarcastically, "Yan Wushuang, you only have 20 more days. Let's have fun in the company and earn a basic salary. When the time comes, clean up." Get things out of the Yan family."

Wushuang didn't bother to pay attention to her, she was sick with snake spirits, and always liked to show her presence in front of her.

are you crazy.

Wushuang started to tidy up the table, Luo Fan was worried that she would be stimulated, so he asked concerned: "Are you okay?"

Wushuang smiled at him: "I'm fine, pack up and let's go."

"Ah?" Luo Fan was confused: "Where are you going?"

Wushuang lowered his voice: "Scraping performance."

(End of this chapter)