Chapter 367: It's not that I have to pretend to be a leader, it's that he has to think of himself as a leader
Chu Yang waited for a whole day, but no one came to curry favor with him.
A little unhappy.
People have a strange mentality. If they come, they will despise them, but if they don't come, they will be even more unhappy. No matter what, I am the vice president in charge of the distribution network. Do you think I am easy to bully?
Chu Yang was not in a hurry and carefully analyzed why this situation had occurred.
Chu Yang is now very mature, and he has worked in various departments and power stations. He knows that the directors under him are very timid. Logically speaking, as a new deputy general manager, they are eager to curry favor with him, so how could they keep silent?
Unless someone says hello.
It seems that being the vice president is not easy.
Why.
If you don’t want to come, then don’t come. Chu Yang was free now, so he picked up his phone and started playing.
When it was almost time to get off work, the office director Cai Shanshan walked in gracefully.
"Mr. Chu, as required, I am going to assign a driver for you. Do you have any requirements?" When Cai Shanshan saw Chu Yang, she didn't know why her face looked a little strange and a little uneasy.
Chu Yang looked up at her and said calmly: "I don't have any requirements here. Just help me find one. I believe in your vision."
In fact, generally speaking, finding a driver is the privilege of the leader. Leaders can usually bring their own drivers, or they can find a relative to be a driver, which can also provide a benefit for their relatives and friends.
Cai Shanshan didn't expect Chu Yang to give her this right.
"Okay, then Mr. Chu, I will arrange one for you. And as for this office, if you need anything, I can ask someone to redecorate it." Cai Shanshan continued to ask. These were all jobs she should do. She couldn't help Chu Yang solve the house issue, so she could only try to make up for it.
Chu Yang glanced at the office and said simply, "No, it's fine just like this. Oh, I have a small request. The teapot for making tea can be made smaller. I always make a big pot of tea, but I can't finish it. It's a waste if I pour it out."
"Oh, okay." Cai Shanshan was a little surprised. She didn't know why, but she always felt that this young President Chu was very different. He actually cared about such a small matter. Generally, when a leader came, he would definitely redecorate the place and get some calligraphy and paintings or something.
"By the way, Director Cai, are you free tonight?" Just as Cai Shanshan was about to leave, Chu Yang looked up and asked.
Cai Shanshan's body trembled violently, her heartbeat accelerated, and she kept thinking, why is he asking this, is he going to ask me out? "Boss Chu, do you have any instructions?" Cai Shanshan asked calmly, hiding some emotions.
Chu Yang smiled and said, "No, it was just last night. I drank a little too much and was so dizzy that I don't remember what happened, but I remember that you sent me back to the dormitory. I just wanted to treat you to a meal and thank you at the same time."
Chu Yang now urgently needs an ally. A local ally.
Director Cai was relatively easy to make friends with. Of course, if he wanted to gain a foothold in Baichuan, he must have a few familiar friends. Even physical friendship would be fine. Director Cai had big breasts and round buttocks, so she was definitely a good choice. And it could be seen that she did not dislike him.
This is the confidence of being a handsome guy.
Another thing, Chu Yang also wanted to test whether she would go out with him alone.
Cai Shanshan was obviously a little confused. She was a little disappointed to hear that Chu Yang didn’t remember anything. But you… But she just promised someone else…” “Mr. Chu, you are too polite. This is what I should do, but I have an appointment tonight, so…”
Chu Yang replied: "Okay, let's do it another day, it's okay."
"Okay." Cai Shanshan felt a little regretful after she said that. Should she agree? Her best friends could always accompany her. However, the words had already been spoken and there was no way to take them back.
Chu Yang was a little disappointed. He didn't expect that he would be rejected on his first date. It seemed that things were a little bad, worse than he thought.
After get off work in the evening, Chu Yang did not eat in the cafeteria, nor did he ask the driver to pick him up. He walked back to his residence alone. Walking was also a form of exercise. Before he had taken a few steps, someone caught up with him.
"Hello, Mr. Chu..."
Chu Yang turned around and saw a familiar face, looking a little timid, embarrassed and nervous.
"Chen Le?"
Chu Yang called out his name immediately. This person was none other than his high school classmate Chen Le. He hadn't seen him for many years. Why did Chu Yang recognize him immediately? Because this guy used to have very good grades and was a top student.
When he was in high school, he was ranked first, scored 658 points in the college entrance examination , and was directly admitted to Z University, a 211 and 985 university. He was very famous for a while.
Chu Yang's grades were not bad at the time, but he was always inferior to him. Fortunately, he was a little more handsome than him, so the class beauty Chen Yali liked Chu Yang but not him, which also led to his lack of good feelings towards Chu Yang.
Chen Le was recognized by Chu Yang. For some reason, he felt relieved: "I didn't expect that Mr. Chu still remembered me. I almost didn't dare to recognize you."
Seeing that he was wearing the company's work clothes, Chu Yang asked, "Are you also working at Ai Guowang Company now?" Chu Yang was indeed a little surprised. How could a top student like him make it here?
Chu Yang seemed to have forgotten that he was not doing as well as he was when he graduated.
Chen Le bit his lip and finally answered: "I am working at the Chengnan Power Supply Station now."
When Chen Le heard that the new vice president's name was Chu Yang, he was very curious whether he was his high school classmate. He had actually seen the photo and it was indeed Chu Yang, but he didn't believe it in his heart and was unwilling to admit it.
How is this possible.
This Chu Yang had always been defeated by me in the past, and he had always lost to me in every exam.
How could he become the vice president in just a few years?
I still ...
He really couldn't calm himself down, so he got off work early today and returned to the company building to take a special look. When he saw Master Chu Yang, he was really shocked, and he seemed to have lost some support.
He had just followed Chu Yang for a long time, and only dared to come out and say hello until now.
He prepared himself mentally.
If you have a classmate who has become a leader, it would be a waste if you don’t curry favor with him.
Chu Yang didn't expect that he had a classmate in Baichuan Company. He was very happy, so he blurted out, "Ah, what position do you hold now?"
Yes, Chu Yang had no ill intentions.
This is what I really want to know.
But as soon as this sentence came out, Chen Le fell into a kind of torment and embarrassment. He seemed to feel humiliated. Looking at Chu Yang, he had to answer: "I am just a small squad leader now. I can't compare with you, President Chu, who is already a big leader of the company."
Chu Yang was also a little sad. He thought he was the director. After all, he was so powerful before. He quickly patted his shoulder and said, "Damn, don't talk about this. We are all just workers. We all serve the company. No matter what position we hold, we are all builders and successors of modern society."
Chu Yang didn't want to be too formal and wanted to treat him as a classmate, but as soon as he said this, he sounded like a leader, which made Chen Le even more reserved. He replied timidly, "Boss Chu's realm is too high. I can't keep up."
At this moment, Chu Yang understood that it was not necessary for him to pretend to be a leader.
He insisted on considering himself a leader.
Once classes exist, it is difficult to transgress them.
