CHAPTER 162: CHAPTER 162 SHOWING OFF AND MAKING A FOOL OF ONESELF6_1

However, the female colleague who was pregnant had left. She had earned enough money, so it was unlikely she would ever return. What was to be done about Mr. Liang’s area?

Fu Mei’s gaze swept over everyone present, and they all lowered their heads.

In the end, Fu Mei’s gaze landed on Yan Xixi’s face, an ambiguous smile playing on her lips.

"Yan Xixi, do you remember the interview question you were asked when you joined the company?"

Reluctantly, Yan Xixi answered, "Yes, I remember."

"The area Mr. Liang oversees falls under your jurisdiction. As is customary, you should be the one to take over."

Yan Xixi’s head was spinning. What on earth was going on? Upon hearing this, her other colleagues all breathed sighs of relief. They each watched Yan Xixi. While they wouldn’t admit to any schadenfreude, the women’s innate love for gossip took over, and they pricked up their ears, listening intently.

"However, I must remind you that Mr. Liang is no easy person to deal with. Inviting beautiful young girls to attend to him might not work, nor would calling his wife. Speaking of which, his wife isn’t even in the country; she and their son emigrated to the United States long ago."

Yan Xixi let out a bitter laugh. "Can I not take this hot potato?"

"This is your sector, and theoretically, you should take over. However, if you can find another colleague to substitute, that would also work. By the way, Mr. Liang’s business accounts for a large part of our sales and yields a high commission. It’s not all downside."

Yan Xixi turned to look at her colleagues. The typically jovial ladies, however, had already sat down. Some were focusing on their paperwork, others on their phone calls. None of them gave her a second glance.

Fu Mei laughed. "Alright, Yan Xixi, I’ll leave this to you. Remember, you only have one month. You must win Mr. Liang over. No matter what it takes, you must get him to renew his contract."

Yan Xixi felt her head throb with pressure.

That night, she studied Mr. Liang’s profile until late. The more she read, the more her head ached. Mr. Liang’s company was indeed a big client. Their conditions were more favorable, with a profit margin two to three points higher than the rest. However, this was all built upon a foundation shaped by the contributions of her former female colleagues. Evidently, anyone who took on Mr. Liang’s account would make a small fortune within a year or two. Then, those colleagues would gracefully resign, either to get married and have children or to move somewhere else.

The company naturally turned a blind eye to this because they couldn’t interfere with how someone secured a contract.

Mr. Liang was in his early fifties, and his wife and son lived abroad. Clearly, he adopted a mindset of doing whatever he pleased throughout his life, completely unbridled.

To win over such a client without a scratch was almost as difficult as reaching the sky.

Just then, her phone vibrated with a new message, again from that unknown number: "Pretty lady, where are you daydreaming tonight?"

She ignored him.

After a while, another message came through: "As time passes, you’re left poor and deflated, no men to date, right?"

She replied curtly, "I’m thinking about work."

"Work?? Miss, what industry do you work in?"

She answered offhandedly, "Cultural industry."

After a while, the other party responded with another message: "A professor explained economics: The primary industry is raising cattle and sheep. The secondary industry is slaughtering cattle and sheep. The tertiary industry is eating beef and mutton. A student asked: What about the cultural industry? The professor: Good question! It’s about bullshitting and making a spectacle of oneself! —Oh my God, miss, you are in the bullshitting and spectacle-making business?"

Yan Xixi felt like she was about to explode.

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