After returning to the original place of work, Chu Le took off his coat, and the scarf still covered his face, looking listlessly at the computer screen. The document was deleted and deleted for a long time, leaving only a few lines.

He opened the company's internal official website, read the model texts of the previous excellent proposals, and took a look. After reading several articles, Chu Le concluded a truth.

That is, their logical thinking is so strong. Basically, they are all interlocking and well-founded, and they can't even find the content that is challenging.

But with the reference model, Chu Le can at least think about how to start.

First of all, there are five teams in Hong Yu's sales department.

Marketing one to five.

If the assessment is passed, the supervisor will be assigned to each group according to the ability.

But Chu Le heard that in recent years, the performance of the second and third departments has declined significantly. That is to say, Mr. Yu took over this year and opened up the domestic market with daily necessities.

But still can't keep up with other groups.

People go to high places and water flows to low places, so Chu Le naturally doesn't want to enter the second or third department by himself.

The later the time, the brighter the lights. Chu Le raised his eyelids hard, only to feel the white light flashing, so dazzling.

After typing the last word, he leaned back, exhausted.

Only then did Chu Le look down at the time, I'm going, at eleven thirty, he subconsciously raised his eyes and swept around, leaving only twos and threes.

Turning his gaze to Cheng Zhou next to him, he found that he was dozing off. Chu Le didn't know what to say for a while, so he reached out and pushed Cheng Zhou's shoulder.

Cheng Zhou suddenly shivered all over his body, and kicked his calf under the table with a bang.

The people around looked up, then lowered their heads and went back to their own business.

People who work until this time period no longer have the energy and thought to care about others.

Chu Le lowered his head and whispered, "Why don't you go back."

Cheng Zhou was sleeping with his arms on his pillow, but now he turned his head in his direction: "I'll wait for you."

Chu Le: "..."

After they got off work together, Chu Le was already a little dizzy, and his footsteps were weak. With strong willpower, he walked to the gate and waited for the car to arrive.

At this point, the subways were closed, so they called a car.

Although they often got off work together before, they took different routes. Cheng Zhou didn't know where he lived, and Chu Le didn't know where he lived.

After getting in the car and reporting the address, Cheng Zhou probably fell asleep and was in good spirits, so he immediately yelled, "You are so rich, and you live in the bustling neighborhood."

Chu Le: "...a little expensive, but the environment is good."

Cheng Zhou nodded: "Indeed, I heard that the security system is also good. Are there any vacant houses?"

Chu Le was taken aback, and a pair of confused eyes appeared on the brown wool scarf: "You want to move here?"

Cheng Zhou said: "I'm renting at my aunt's house now, but...it's not good to bother me all the time. I originally planned to rent the house after the Chinese New Year."

Chu Le smiled: "If you can't become a regular, wouldn't it be a waste."

"Don't waste it. With my ability, it is their loss for Hong Yu not to accept me." Cheng Zhou vowed.

"There should be a house." Chu Le squinted and said, "I don't know too well."

Cheng Zhou saw that he was half asleep, and stopped asking: "Then I'll see for myself when the time comes."

The community in Fanhuali is close to the company, Chu Le got out of the car first, and after saying goodbye to Cheng Zhou in the car, he said with the caring heart of a colleague: "Remember to send me a message when you go back."

Everyone who reads the news knows that the probability of accidents will double when it is close to midnight.

The driver glanced at Chu Le leisurely, and Chu Le smiled kindly at him. It looked harmless to humans and animals, but in fact he could kill him with one punch.

Cheng Zhou smiled at him and nodded: "Okay."

Chu Le stood at the gate of the community for a while, watching the car go away, then looked away, turned and entered the community.

"Mr. Chu, working overtime so late." The security guard greeted him.

Chu Le was almost exhausted, and forced a smile: "Well, I'm going to be busy with preparations these days."

"It's the end of the year, that's how it is."

Chu Le smiled, and just thought of something: "Hey, I want to ask, is there any vacant house in the community for rent?"

The security guard said, "Yes."

Chu Le looked down at the paper brought by the security guard. There were several households on it that were going to be rented out. He saw that the monthly rent was 1,000, and even the top floor of the duplex was tens of thousands.

Chu Le cheered up and blurted out: "It's so expensive!"

The security guard roared and laughed: "This is a normal price for our location, but you can discuss it with the landlord."

Chu Le was silent, so it was a good deal for him to spend more than 6,000 yuan a month.

He took out his mobile phone to take a picture, and then sent the content on it to Cheng Zhou.

"Does Mr. Chu have any colleagues who want to come and live here?"

Chu Le nodded: "He plans to rent a house after the new year."

After finishing speaking, Chu Le took the elevator slowly by himself, because the clothes were too big, and he had to fumble for the keys, before he could reach the keys.

The door suddenly clicked, and the handle automatically opened.

Chu Le stopped, his eyelids were heavy, but suddenly they lifted completely.

Yu Bailian stood in front of the door wearing only a sockpuppet/vest vest, his shirt buttons were slightly unbuttoned, Chu Le's nose was red, and he felt a little stuffy, but he could still smell the faint smell of cigarettes on his body.

Chu Le frowned, opened his arms, threw himself into his arms, and rubbed against him for a long time: "Why are you here, don't tell me."

Yu Bailian caressed his back with one hand, and closed and locked the door with the other hand.

He kept his words short and to the point: "I knew you'd come back."

The heating was turned on inside the room, but it was chilly in the stairwell outside just now, one after another, Chu Le suddenly pushed Yu Bailian away, turned around, sneezed, and coughed a few times by the way.

Chu Le was so dizzy from every sneeze, his forehead was covered with a hand, Yu Bailian pinched his shoulder and felt it: "I don't have a fever, go take a bath first."

Yu Bailian lowered his eyes and gently helped him take off the scarf.

It was only then that Chu Le realized that the old fox was here to take care of him. It was a bit... a rare feeling, although he often cooked for him when he was in the villa.

But Chu Le actually enjoys it more, Yu Bailian's thoughts on him like this.

It's not a bad thing if you're really sick.

Seeing that he was motionless, Yu Bailian nodded his head: "Stupid? Come in."

Chu Le: "..."

This person does not boast, even secretly in his heart.

While Chu Le was taking a bath, the mobile phone beside the bed suddenly turned on. Yu Bailian glanced at it, picked it up on a whim, and unlocked it.

"Cheng Zhou: Xiao Le Le, I'm home! Good night!"

Yu Bai lowered his eyes, and glanced at a picture Chu Le sent to the other party without emotion.

He replied to the other party.

"Le: Good."

"Cheng Zhou: You haven't slept yet, go to bed quickly, good night."

"Le: OK."

Cheng Zhou: "..."

Why did she suddenly become so indifferent?

After Chu Le came out of the shower, he was much more energetic. Before going to bed, Yu Bailian told him that a colleague had come looking for him just now and that it was news that his home was safe, and he helped to reply.

Chu Le didn't pay much attention to it, and then retracted the whole person into his arms, and the symptoms of dizziness were also eliminated a lot.

Yu Bailian rubbed his hair lightly and held him tightly in his arms.

Chu Le narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling in a daze that he was wrapped up. At this moment, his sense of security index was overwhelmingly happy.

Suffering from the cold, staying up all night, and taking a bath, Chu Le caught a cold that "lived up to everyone's expectations", a severe cold.

Chu Le rolled on the bed with his head in his arms, and then beat the pillow with his forehead: "I'm so dizzy!!"

Early in the morning, Yu Bailian didn't leave, Xu Luo had already urged him on the phone, there were many things to do at the end of the year, and Yu Bailian was at a loss.

He touched Chu Le's face, it should not be hot, but he still asked him to take his body temperature before going to work.

But before leaving the house, he changed his mind and asked Chu Le to rest at home.

Chu Le jumped up suddenly: "No, I have to go to work."

He wanted to revise the impromptu proposal last night, but it felt full of mistakes and omissions, like a poor-quality composition.

Yu Bailian asked him if he wanted to go to the company together, but Chu Le also refused.

What a joke, he wants to play for a few more years in the boss's car.

But Yu Bailian was not at ease with him huddling around in the subway alone, and after forcefully sending him into the car, Chu Le still wore the scarf from last night, staring at the front with resentful eyes.

"If you don't want to come with me, there are other cars at home, you can drive them yourself."

Chu Le: "... I can't afford it."

The rent is exhausting him, and he still owns a luxury car, so kill him.

And driving a luxury car to work, isn't that very high-profile.

Yu Bailian said, "Then buy a new one."

Chu Le: "..."

Yu Bailian glanced at him: "What are your requirements for the new car?"

"It's cheap, easy to maintain and wear-resistant, and the most important thing is to keep a low profile." Chu Le is not interested in cars, and even if he wants to buy them in the future, he won't buy them so expensive, as long as they are less than 200,000 yuan.

Yu Bailian said, "I'll ask Xu Luo to contact you."

Chu Le didn't take the matter of buying a new car to heart, and even thought it was the old fox who said it casually in the car.

Today, as soon as Chu Le entered the company, he heard the sound of blowing his nose one after another in the cubicle.

And found out carefully that there is a small trash can under the corner of everyone's table, which is full of wontons. Everyone really worked hard to make wontons early in the morning.

Even Cheng Zhou was unfortunately recruited.

But because he was too late last night, he stayed up late and caught a cold.

But today is the day to submit the proposal. Even though Cheng Zhou caught a cold, he never thought about asking for leave. Besides, a cold is considered a minor illness, so it's nothing to worry about.

It can't compare to Chu Le's bad cold when he opened his mouth.

All day today, Chu Le has been working hard to revise the proposal, and also downloaded many excellent proposals from the past, read them over and over for hundreds of years, and compared his own.

While feeling dizzy and having a headache, have to concentrate on improving concentration.

At the same time, the group of people who were entangled in the difficulties were also the group of assistants.

"It's cheap to keep a durable car, but you have to keep a low profile?"

"Electric car."

"He's not wearable."

"Volkswagen, low-key enough, you can buy one for tens of thousands of dollars."

"Raising him, the monthly insurance and gas expenses will cost more than tens of thousands in the long run."

The chief assistant runs a group of people with several luxury cars: "..."

After a few minutes.

"I still think electric cars are pretty good, Wuling."

At this moment, someone suddenly said: "Why bother with the small car, other models can also be considered."

Xu Luo narrowed his eyes and thought of something.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Chu Le uploaded his plan to the system, whether he can stay or not depends on this assessment.

Most of the people here are gone, Chu Le went to the bathroom and came back, saw Cheng Zhou lazily lying on the back of the chair, approached and heard him mutter.

"If there is someone you know, there is a high probability that you will know the inside information."

Chu Le wiped his hands, still pulling his thick nasal voice and said: "What inside news?"

Cheng Zhou turned his head and found that he was back, and said in a low voice, "I heard that there is a default quota."

Chu Le frowned, sat down and listened to him continue.

"You know what internal referral is. In fact, some of us here are just walking around..." Cheng Zhou stopped talking, but Chu Le understood.

Take the relationship.

If it is calculated based on the fact that 60 people can be left in the end, the number of referrals can reach about a dozen people.

"Aqiu!" Chu Le turned his head, picked up a tissue, and wiped his nose, as if he had lost half his life.

He reopened the original plan document, read it from beginning to end countless times, and almost memorized it from last night to tonight.

Cheng Zhou said: "You have submitted everything, and I have also submitted it. Do your best and obey the destiny!"

Chu Le said, "I'll just take a look."

His voice was a little weak, and it could be seen that he hadn't had a good rest, and he had a bad cold, his lips were pale, and his nose was red from rubbing him.

"Xiao Le Le, let's go eat."

Chu Le saw that it was past six o'clock: "Okay."

The company cafeteria is open almost all day, even supper, except for dinner, and the rest of the snacks are provided for free, which is already a conscience.

When Chu Le went to the cafeteria to eat this time, an auntie kept staring at him for a long time, and when Cheng Zhou said that he would find a place to sit down first, Chu Le quietly asked, "What's the matter?"?"

"Boss Yu asked me to leave it to you."

Auntie took out a bowl of soup and prepared medicine from the back.

Chu Le suddenly smiled: "Okay, has he eaten?"

Aunt said she didn't know.

These are all orders from above, and she has never met Mr. Yu.

When Chu Le was sitting on the chair with his food, Cheng Zhou raised his head: "Your soup is not the same color as mine."

"You may be colorblind, see wrong, same thing."

Cheng Zhou: "..."

Chu Le coughed lightly and took a sip. It was the smell of the small kitchen in the clubhouse: "The last bowl is gone."

"You smell so good, damn it." Cheng Zhou ate angrily, "If someone can cook me a bowl of soup, I'll bow down."

Chu Le smiled: "Is it that exaggerated?"

"This is the difference between someone and no one in the company. Networks are so important."

Chu Le looked at Cheng Zhou, wondering if he was so worried about this matter?

He suggested: "You can also get to know people, get to know managers, etc. We can't get to know the executive president in one step, we can start from a small level."

Cheng Zhou: "I tried it, and others thought I was there to strike up a conversation, and almost had an accident."

...Who told you to be so frivolous.

While eating, Chu Le suddenly thought of something.

The group he joined before joining the job!Isn't there just a lot of senior bosses in it?

I'll check back home tonight to see if can find any useful information.

After eating, Cheng Zhou invited them to get off work together again. Because they were not in a hurry, the two planned to walk a short distance down the tunnel and into the subway.

Who knew that while waiting for the traffic lights, Chu Le saw a familiar car parked on the opposite side, he blinked, and after making sure that he read it right, he looked at Cheng Zhou next door with a guilty conscience.

"Cheng Zhou, I... I won't accompany you back tonight, I have to go first."

Cheng Zhou pulled his arm subconsciously: "Where are you going?"

"Someone is coming to pick me up."

Cheng Zhou was dazzled by the street lights on the opposite side of the street before he saw the car on the opposite side: "Is there anyone in your family?"

Chu Le thought for a while: "My boyfriend."

Cheng Zhou: "???!!!"

Chu Le knew that he was surprised, but he didn't expect to be so surprised, but there was no time to explain now, so he had to greet him in a hurry, then crossed the road carefully, opened the door and got into the car, all in one go, for fear of being caught up by the cold air.

After getting in the car, Chu Le put his hands in his pockets and shivered: "I'm so cold."

Yu Bailian put the prepared hand warmer in his arms, then grabbed his hand: "I feel like having a fever."

Old Li said slightly worried: "Do you want to go home? I'm sick in this weather."

Yu Bailian said, "Go home."

Chu Le opened his mouth and spewed out a puff of white mist. Yu Bailian wiped the corners of his reddened eyes lightly: "Tomorrow is Saturday, so I don't have to go to work. Be obedient."

I almost lost consciousness when blow nose today. Now that let go of the pressure and relax mind, will not be able to do well, and nose will also become sore.

Fuck, want to cry.

Chu Le: "..."

But in fact, he didn't want to cry, but he didn't know why he wanted to cry when he had a fever.

Chu Le closed his eyes desperately, otherwise tears would fall from his eyes. He has grown up and cannot cry because of a fever.

But when Yu Bailian picked it up and put it on his lap, when his cheeks touched the temperature of his soft coat, tears streamed down his face.

The collar of his coat was wet, and Chu Le maintained the original posture, frowning, and closed his eyes tightly, a little dizzy and refused to open them.

After he fell asleep completely, Yu Bailian put his coat on him.

This sleep was not safe, Chu Le opened his eyes a little uncomfortable, and found that he was already lying on the bed and changed his clothes.

"Are you awake?" Yu Bailian walked over and asked Chu Le to measure the temperature. After waiting for seven minutes, he took it out and looked again——38.6 degrees.

Chu Le was unwilling to get an injection, so Mr. Yu gave him antipyretics and ordered him to sleep.

Chu Le thought to himself, why did he order, but when he looked at the time, it was only ten o'clock...

At this point, he should be playing with his mobile phone, or making a proposal.

But his proposal has already been submitted.

But after lying down on the bed again, Chu Le watched helplessly as Yu Bai pulled out the door of the room. After making sure that the door would not be opened suddenly, he quietly took out his phone.

I'm really sorry, but he can't sleep anymore.

After taking the medicine, he was very energetic. Chu Le took a deep breath and found that it was all hot.

Recalling what Cheng Zhou said, connections are also part of strength, so I want to fight for myself.

He opened the big brother's technology group, and hundreds of pieces of information had already been accumulated in it.

It's too stupid to turn over one by one, his feverish head will explode/explode at any time, so... why don't you take the initiative?

But when Chu Le put his fingers on the keyboard, he didn't know what to do.

Take the initiative?

How to take the initiative.

What can say?

Compared with chatting in the group, Chu Le prefers to chat privately, but when he opens the group chat members, the people in it all use their screen names. He is in the sales department, how can he find seniors in the sales department?

This road was given up by Chu Le.

His eyelids blinked slightly, and he felt a little uncomfortable because of the fever.

After a few seconds of silence, Chu Le picked up the phone again, and saw that the "X" god seemed to have never responded to his greetings.

My heart retreated silently again.

what!

How about asking Xu Luo and Assistant Wang... No, no, they must ask, so why don't you just ask Mr. Yu directly.

That's right, wouldn't it be easier for him to ask the big boss directly?

Face-to-face teaching, or one-on-one.

What's the point of that.

Chu Le sneered, thinking disdainfully.

So it was decided, he went directly to the Great God.

"Two Woods: Hello, Master, I'm a newcomer in the sales department. Excuse me. I want to ask if you know anything about internal sales training?"

After Chu Le finished the fight, he let out another breath of hot air.

After waiting for a few minutes, there was still no movement.

Chu Le pursed her lips in a little disappointment, knowing that she would not get a reply, but... Forget it, he will ask other people in the group.

Don't say anything about the newcomers in the sales department this time, just ask about the marketing plan.

People on the internet don't like proactive solutions, but they love correcting people's wrong answers...

Chu Le had already typed a paragraph in the chat box, but suddenly a red dot popped up in the upper left corner.

He didn't even think about it, he just backed out, and sure enough, he saw that it was the great god who sent him a message.

"X: Know a little bit, what specific aspect?"

"Two pieces of wood: In the past, after the fourteen days of training, some people will be eliminated, and then only a fixed number will be left."

"X: The decision to stay or stay has always been based on the results of the training assessment, but in the past, the probability of being able to stay was almost always above 95%. Except for unconventional ones, those who really do not meet the requirements will be given a non-employment notice. There is no fixednumber of people."

Chu Le: "..."

what!

He touched the bedside lamp, but couldn't find the switch, so he gave up!

Usually this lamp is turned on by the old fox.

"Two pieces of wood: How long has the master been in the company?"

"X: more than ten years."

Chu Le: I'll go, old man.

For more than ten years, he was either an old man or a middle-aged uncle.

"Two pieces of wood: Thank you, Great God."

Chu Le thought for a while, and sent him two expressions.

"Two Woods: Heart Rose.jpg"

At this moment, the doorknob of the bedroom was suddenly unlocked, Chu Le jumped on his shoulders, quickly hid the phone under the quilt, closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep.

Yu Bailian walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, turned on the light without saying a word, the light fell on his eyebrows, and a faint shadow appeared.

"If you don't go back to the company on weekends, you stay with me."

After all, he patted Chu Le's waist, the meaning was obvious.

Chu Le: "..."

He opened his eyes helplessly: "I'm sick."

Yu Bailian glanced at him, with a half-smile: "Are you still pretending to be asleep?"

Only then did Chu Le realize that he had been tricked.

He was puzzled, how did Yu Bailian know that he was playing with his mobile phone.

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