No. 119, North Commercial Street, Municipal Government, is the 67.com Lucheng City Main Store.

The store is large, with a total of 150 square meters on the upper and lower floors. The downstairs serve as human resources and are responsible for receiving job seekers; the upstairs is an office space, with office areas, computers, printers, fax machines and other modern office equipment.

Currently, 67.com includes Guan Qiu, a total of 13 employees, including 5 of whom are in Anlin Town and 7 people work in the main store.

At 9:30 in the morning, three men came to the store, all of whom were thirty-one or two years old, wearing leather jackets and jeans, and after entering the door, they looked around in the huge store.

The store is newly renovated, with glazed composite floors on the floor, which can be seen with people. The introduction of large cooperative units is hung on the milky white walls, which makes people know that they are strong at a glance. The two simple retro crystal lamps on the top also make the store look more atmospheric.

In addition to basic decoration, the store decoration is also very exquisite. In addition to the reception desk at the stairs, there are office desks placed on the walls on both sides of the left and right. Reference materials from large and small companies in Lucheng City are placed on the table, as well as printers, fax machines and so on.

Seeing this scene, the three big men seemed a little cramped.

These three men are the representatives of the agency in Anlin Town. They originally planned to talk to Guan Qiu, but they were sent to Wu Xiangjun by him.

In fact, it's just a matter of one sentence, but he doesn't want to talk to them.

To put it bluntly, you, a little black agent with no license, also came to me to discuss cooperation. Who do you think I am?

If you want to drink soup, you should stand in the team. If you can't hold it down, you will continue to drink the northwest wind with Tang Xincheng and Huang Wenlin.

At this moment, the young man sitting behind the desk came over and said with a smile: "Are you looking for a job for three gentlemen?"

"That... your boss asked us to come to Manager Wu to discuss cooperation. Is she here?"

"Our manager is upstairs, please come with me!" The young man took three men upstairs.

In the office upstairs, Wu Xiangjun was tapping the statistics table with one finger.

After three years of TVU, Wu Xiangjun found out that she really had the same mind as her father said, Yuexiong University was brainless. Apart from being a little pretty and able to race, she really knew nothing.

Two days ago, Guan Qiu asked her to help her employees make an assessment form, and then enter the job seeker information into the unified management account of 67.com website. She just glared at me, no!

After all, he is the general manager. He can't even use a basic office software, which is a joke.

There was no way, and then there was another student on Liu Hao's side.

Just as Wu Xiangjun knocked her e+ milk on the desk and looked at the keyboard with her head down, a knock came from the door, and the door opened as the fist lock turned.

The young man stood at the door and shouted, "Manager Wu, three gentlemen came to you outside and said they were here to discuss cooperation."

"I got it, let them wait!"

The young man responded. Before closing the door, he glanced at the suffocating gentleness on the female manager's chest and secretly swallowed and spitted.

Wu Xiangjun entered the last two lines of data into the computer, stretched her arms and stretched her waist. The two pieces of flesh in the black vest were about to break out, "Well... I'm so tired!"

Putting down his arms, Wu Xiangjun rubbed his hands and said to himself: "That little bastard doesn't know how to be sympathetic and care about the jade. He also needs to squeeze energy and physical strength. He is simply the reincarnation of Zhou Papi!"

As he said that, he stood up and picked up the brown windbreaker on the back of the chair and put it on, got up and left the office.

...

Jianhe Road Aromatherapy Candle Factory, Guan Qiu is dealing with the people from the village committee.

The village committee came on the second day of the opening. It was this policy and the supporter. I said a lot of good things, but in less than half a month, I came to the door to catch the autumn wind.

Guan Qiu knew these people very well, and there was no one who had none of them. If you wanted them to help you get policy support, that was a fool. If he had this money, he might as well buy two beautiful clothes for Xiuya.

"Xiaoguan, your factory looks good, it must be very profitable, right?"

"Haha, Director Wang was joking. He just opened. Who knows whether he made a profit or lost money?"

Director Wang Daorui, who had a big back, held Su Yan in his mouth, crossed his legs, held the white porcelain cup lid and swung the tea powder, and said, "Xiaoguan, no matter what, since you are running a business in the village, you must make some contribution to the development of the village."

Guan Qiu was also half slumped on the chair, smoking and crying and said, "Director Wang, I'm going to tell you, business is difficult now. People have to settle the raw materials for cash, and customers over there have to pay credit, inside and outside, fill in the hundreds of thousands of dollars that the bank has loaned. How can you get money now!"

Wang Daori's face fell down.

He came here as a village director, but he didn't see a penny of money, a pack of cigarettes, and the tea he brewed also had a smell of old tree bark. What are you thinking?

"This management fee is not only your family, but other families have paid it. It is definitely not possible if you don't pay it."

Guan Qiu still looks like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. "Now, the landlords have no surplus food. Even if you cut me off with a knife now, I don't have a penny."

"you……"

Wang Daorui was about to get angry, but finally suppressed his temper and said, "Xiao Guan, don't cry with me, it's just 5,000 yuan. It's not a drizzle for you bosses who open factories."

"That's for others, it's a huge sum of money for me. Anyway, I don't have money, Director Wang, please do it!"

Wang Daoru's patience was finally exhausted, and he stood up and said coldly: "Don't be rogue with me here. I'll talk to you now. If you don't listen, then you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Wang Daoru left angrily.

"Go--" Guan Qiu sneered.

As the saying goes, the King of Hell is easy to meet, but the little ghost is difficult to deal with!

He knew that there were not many good people in Lucheng's village cadres, and many of them were old gangsters. Now they are old and can't get along. In addition, the city is beginning to develop, so they put on their skin.

Don’t be too big of a big official, they are all in a bad mood. If the outsiders don’t peel off the skin, they won’t get out of here.

This head must not be opened, otherwise if you are upset in the future, you will find an excuse to eat and get the money every now and then. Generally, small factories can't stand their troubles.

But that refers to an ordinary honest businessman who wants to cheat him and be his dream of spring and autumn!

After smoking a cigarette, Guan Qiu left the office and made a cup of wax with Fang Xiu.

The factory just recruited 6 employees, four honest and honest girls, and a middle-aged couple.

The preparation process of aromatherapy candles is very simple. I won’t talk about low-end ones. Now it is semi-automatic. An old aunt can make 500 cups in 10 hours in a shift.

She is responsible for placing the wick, then putting the mold under the wax-deepening pot and filling it up, and the wick cutting and packaging are the responsibility of others.

Profits mainly rely on mid-range scented candles.

The medium-grade cup wax not only has different mold materials, but also requires flower arrangement and flower arrangement on the cup wax, which is a bit complicated.

Of course, the prices are also different. Low-end aromatherapy candles retail for 6 yuan per cup, while mid-range 18 yuan, the price difference is three times. As for the cost, a regular cup of wax costs less than 1 yuan, and a mid-range 3 yuan.

It is precisely because it is huge profits, so we should pay special attention to quality.

Because the four little girls are young, skillful and quick to learn things, Guan Qiu arranged for them to arrange flower arrangements and decorations.

They are really young, the oldest one is only 16 years old, and they are from Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan. Because they are under 18 years old, they don’t want them in regular electronics factories.

The oldest girl last Saturday took her fellow villager's ID card to 67.com and looked for a job, but was discovered by Liu Jiayi at a glance. Guan Qiu asked her to help find someone, so she asked her to come here to work.

Unexpectedly, there was a string of small gourds behind the gourd vine.

When I knew that the aromatherapy candle factory was still recruiting people, the next day the girl brought three younger girls over, the youngest one was only 13 years old...

Well, in order for them not to be cheated and sold, just hire child labor.

And being younger is easier to train... no, it is convenient to train.

...

...

The village where Jianhe Road Small Street is located is called Xinbang Village, which is affiliated to the expansion area of ​​Chaoyang Town, the city center.

With the light that occupies the "city center area", Xinbang Village has developed quite quickly. In 2003, when large rice fields could be seen in other towns, there were already small factories everywhere in Xinbang Village, and the rice fields have basically disappeared here.

It is precisely because of the wealth here and next to Anlin Town that a group of thugs led by locals firmly control the situation here, so outsiders can't afford to gain a foothold here.

And for those disobedient foreign small business owners in the village, they also have their own tricks. They don’t beat you or scold you, but they have ways to force you to submit.

For specific methods, please refer to the previous article.

The Director Wang Daorui left in pleasure and returned in anger!

Guan Qiu's rogue face made Director Wang scold him all the way. After returning to the village committee, he called a confidant team leader to explain the situation to him.

The captain with leopard eyes said with a murderous look on his face: "If this little red guy doesn't give him some color, he won't know what kind of eyes Prince Ma has.

Lao Wang, don’t worry, leave this matter to me, and I promise to let him hand over the management fee to your desk obediently!”
Chapter completed!