Office love affairs: beautiful boss fall in love with me

Indeed, Huang Xing feels a series of subtle relationship changes. In the past, Fu Zhenxin called Deng Guanghui "President Deng", and this change was called "old Deng". This is not only a change in the name, but also indicates that Fu Zhenxin has stood up and become stronger in this accident.

Deng Guanghui's mobile phone store headquarters is not small, with an area of more than 200 square meters. There are four female salespeople in the store. Huang Xing and Fu Zhenxin came yesterday, but they only looked at it roughly and didn't know it deeply. This time, Deng Guanghui took the two to turn left and right and explained the situation of the store and branches with great interest. Finally, Deng Guanghui stopped in front of a beautiful but somewhat publicized salesman and said with a smile, guess what career I used to be as a salesman?

Fu Zhenxin asked casually, what do you do?

Deng Guanghui said with a smile, a technician of the foot therapy shop. When I went to foot therapy last year, I saw her eloquence, so I fooled her into being a salesperson. It can be said that you have to look at the cottage three times. However, at present, my vision is very good. She is now an all-round talent in our store. Her sales performance has always been far ahead. She can easily solve many basic after-sales problems.

The saleswoman casually echoed that President Deng is my bole.

Fu Zhenxin smiled and said, work hard and have a future.

Three code machines and high imitation machines account for two-thirds of the whole store. For the remaining third, Fu Zhenxin found a serious problem in the brand machine zone: there are several models of Nokia, Motorola and Samsung, with low prices and even lower parity than the purchase price. Fu Zhenxin frowned and said, old Deng, you are so low in price that you will die. The price of this Nokia is 15 yuan lower than the purchase price. You're crazy, aren't you?

Deng Guanghui laughed and said: I think this is a marketing strategy.

Fu Zhenxin asked: no matter what your strategy is, you can't make money by losing money. Unless these are parallel goods. But it doesn't look like it.

Huang Xing looked aside for a long time, but he seemed to see the doorway and interrupted: brother Deng, you are so cunning. These models are all mass phones. As soon as you lower the price, customers will think that your other mobile phones are cheaper than those in other stores. This move is called sidestepping. However, this marketing method has been abused, and the customer IQ is keeping pace with the times, but the business marketing method is still those models over and over. I think it's best to operate in good faith.

As soon as Deng Guanghui's face changed, Fu Zhenxin asked: but if most customers choose these machines with low price, you still can't make money.

Deng Guanghui laughed. "It's not my has the final say to make money." If guests choose, they will say that they are out of stock, and then help them introduce other mobile phones. Everyone knows that brands like Nokia are too transparent to make any money. How much does it cost to sell ten units a day when one unit earns five yuan and ten yuan? It's still the three yard machine that makes money. It's cheap, full-featured and loud. Now customers like loud ones. For example, the decibel values of those brand machines are tested. Sometimes they can't hear the ringing tone. The ringing volume of the three yard machine is unique, like a subwoofer.

Huang Xing said: today, Mr. Fu and I went to the mall to buy clothes. There are activities of giving coupons in the brand store. We can learn from them.

Deng Guanghui waved his hand and said: it's the old tune, all right. We never use it.

Huang Xing said with a smile: giving coupons seems to be an old trick, but have you ever thought about why such a vulgar way of promotion has been thriving? This is the only way to win over old customers and promote consumption. This move is to seize the customer's psychology of being greedy for small and cheap, give coupons, don't be willing to throw them away, and can only add money to buy other goods in the store.

Fu Zhenxin frowned and said: Director Huang... Director Huang, are you insinuating about me?

Huang Xing said quickly: No, No. Mr. Fu, in fact, I think the company can hold activities together, unify the agents and the following stores, and hold activities together. Now the company's promotions are playing alone and have little influence.

Fu Zhenxin pursed her lips and said: that's about you and director Shan. I'm in charge of business and business. It's my duty to help the mobile phone department come out to comfort the agent. You can, you can go back and talk to my sister.

She used a word of "sympathy", which sounded like a hole in the sky.

Deng Guanghui took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and said with a smile: Well, it's getting late. Let's eat dog soil.

Fu Zhenxin was stunned: what dog soil?

Deng Guanghui explained: goto, English, go. go to eat.

Fu Zhenxin chuckled: Well, you ruined an English word alive and gave it back to the dog. You can't spit it out... Maybe you realized that your sarcasm was too sharp. Fu Zhenxin stopped the post in time and said: let's SGO!

Deng Guanghui said with a smile: let's go, too.

Huang Xing thought that Deng Guanghui was very humorous.

However, Liaocheng's boiled dried fish in Jiangbei is quite large. Many of its customers are from Sichuan or Chongqing, with a strong accent of Sichuan brother and Sichuan sister. Most of the waiters and front desk are from Sichuan or Chongqing. Their tone is very pleasant.

Atmosphere. Only when you eat Jiangbei boiled fish, a specialty of Chongqing, can you have an atmosphere.

Old rules, Huang Xing and Deng Guanghui drink Baijiu, and pay for wine.

Boiled fish was hot and spicy in his mouth. After a while, Huang Xing felt that his whole lips were blown away by a shell. But it's a wonderful feeling.

An hour and a half later, when the wine shop was finished, Deng Guanghui proposed to go to KTV to sing children's songs. Fu Zhenxin didn't object.

I came to a mass selling KTV called "spring", ordered a few bottles of beer and asked for a small box. Deng Guanghui began to wave Mai Hao to sing.

Fu Zhenxin also sat down and ordered two songs, one is trapped sand and the other is goodbye to my lover. Not to mention, Fu Zhenxin usually looks very savage, but when she sings, she is warm and affectionate. Gently twist your waist and shake your head. Her voice is very clear and pure, even with a hint of astringency. But it sounds so pleasant and shocking. After the two songs were sung, Deng Guanghui proposed to sing a song with Fu Zhenxin. Fu Zhenxin shook her head and said, each sing his own song and don't partner.

In this atmosphere, Huang Xing also dared to order two songs and show his voice. Fu Zhenxin said that Huang Xing's voice was very much like Andy Lau, deep and with a little cry. Huang Xing smiled and said, I grew up listening to Andy Lau's songs.

Then the waiter brought in two fruit plates and three bottles of drinks. The beer on the table had almost been blown away by Deng Guanghui. He puffed red into the empty bottle and performed oral skills. But seriously, his oral skills are really not very good.

An hour and a half later, Huang Xing got up and went to the bathroom. When I returned to the box after washing my hands, I happened to pass by Fu Zhenxin.

Fu Zhenxin freed up a hand and pulled her buttocks to sew. She said casually, ready to end. It's getting late.

Huang Xing said, OK. I'll tell Mr. Deng later.

When he returned to the box, Huang Xing saw that Deng Guanghui, sitting on the sofa, suddenly shrugged and put his drink on the table in a panic. Huang Xing was surprised and found that what Deng Guanghui just picked up was not his own bottle of black tea, but Fu Zhenxin's bottle of foreigner. In doubt, Deng Guanghui beckoned Huang Xing and sat beside him.

Deng Guanghui handed over a cigarette and said with a smile, it's so embarrassing for you to see! Keep it a secret for me, okay?

Huang Xing asked with a smile: what do you mean?

Deng Guanghui was stunned, glanced at Fu Zhenxin's bottle of foreigner and said: I just had a sip of foreigner.

Huang Xing pretended to be confused and said: just drink. What's wrong with this?

Deng Guanghui doubted Huang Xing's IQ and added: it's Fu Zhenxin's bottle. Drunk. I think you both went out and couldn't help taking a drink... It's called indirect kissing. I'm ashamed. To tell you the truth, brother Deng, I'm a beauty control. Mr. Fu has always been out of my reach. I am infatuated with everything about her, including what she has drunk and used

Huang Xing said with a smile: brother Deng, have you drunk too much?

Deng Guanghui laughed at himself: ah, ah, yes, yes, I drank too much. Laugh, laugh.

Huang Xing can also understand Deng Guanghui's almost abnormal psychology. It is the so-called love of beauty that everyone has. Proper Yi sex is beneficial to physical and mental health. Isn't it such a wonderful feeling for Fu Jie? When a man is interested in a woman, it is irrational. You will feel that what the woman has eaten, used and worn has a magical attraction. The bottle she had drunk was filled with the breath of her lips; The sofa she sat on was soaked with the temperature of her body.

After Fu Zhenxin came back, she still habitually pulled the butt seam, then calmly sat down, took out a wet towel, wiped her hands, drank a drink, and said, it's my turn next time.

Deng Guanghui handed over the microphone and said, your voice is full of magnetism. Sounds good.

Fu Zhenxin calmly sang a song "edge in the mirror" with a microphone. Her mood seemed to be rising higher and higher. She ran to the jukebox and ordered several songs. Deng Guanghui took the opportunity to have two drinks with Huang Xing. Huang Xing said, brother Deng, why don't you stop here today and go back and have an early rest. Deng Guanghui shook his head and said, don't worry, just have fun if you want to play. Huang Xing was also surprised. Fu Zhenxin just asked herself to urge Deng Guanghui to finish. Why did she sing again at this time?

Dare you feel that this girl wants to have another addiction before she leaves?

Seeing that Deng Guanghui didn't mean to end, Huang Xing coughed and prompted Fu Zhenxin to do his work together. But Fu Zhenxin just sang happily, humming and singing in advance. In desperation, Huang Xing can only decide to wait.

Deng Guanghui handed over a cigarette and said, brother Huang, why don't you bother and ask for a fruit plate.

Huang Xing said, No.

Deng Guanghui took out a hundred dollar bill, smiled and sipped.

Huang Xing nodded and took the money out of the box. Found the waiter and ordered a 58 yuan fruit platter.

When they returned to the box again, Deng Guanghui and Fu Zhenxin were sitting together, talking and laughing, raising their glasses and drinking. Perhaps at the instigation of Deng Guanghui, Fu Zhenxin even changed into beer and blew directly at the bottle. Fu Zhenxin did half of that small bottle of Tsingtao beer in one bite.

Huang Xing feels that Fu Zhenxin's sudden change is somewhat subtle. Moreover, Deng Guanghui and Fu Zhenxin sat very close, almost close to their bodies. One of his hands also skillfully swam behind Fu Zhenxin, as if looking for the right time to wipe the oil and hug the beauty.

Huang Xing was about to sit down. Deng Guanghui suddenly raised the beer bottle in his hand, waved it in the air and said: brother Huang, why don't we touch one? You go back first and I'll talk to Fu Zhenxin about business!

Huang Xing was stunned and thought what Deng Guanghui was doing. Turned around and looked at Fu Zhenxin. She was already drunk and confused. Fu Zhenxin said, "go ahead, Lao Deng has the final say."

That's weird!

Seeing that both of them have ordered to leave, Huang Xing feels a little embarrassed, but it's inconvenient to continue to stay.

After lifting a bottle of beer and putting his neck back to kill him, Huang Xing said, talk to you and I'll avoid it.

Deng Guanghui stressed that there is no need to avoid. You go straight back to the hotel. I'll send Fu Zhenxin back to the hotel as soon as we finish talking.

Huang Xing handed Deng Guanghui the 42 yuan he wanted to get back from the fruit tray. Deng Guanghui waved his hand and said, take a taxi, and I won't let the driver take you back. Huang Xing said, good.

Huang Xing always felt something strange when he walked out of the box.

What on earth are they talking about behind their backs?

Isn't it---------

Out of the KTV, Huang Xing feels more and more wrong. Looking back on some previous details and Fu Zhenxin's strange reaction just now, Huang Xing concludes that there must be something fishy in it.

After struggling for a moment, Huang Xing turned back to the box.

Pushing open the box door, Huang Xing was stunned by the scene in front of him.