Working: Start by earning the boss a hundred million!

Chapter 75 Unlike Some Men
Cheng Mai told Xiao Wang not to worry and to quickly expand the system nationwide. As for the technicians, she would go to the underworlds across the country to find enough programmers.

"Why not let programmers from the mortal realm join? There are always more living people than dead people," Xiao Yinian asked curiously. Isn't that a simple principle?
“A programmer, an engineering guy, an extreme materialist, you tell him, ‘Hello, our company would like to invite you to design software for monsters and demons. Do you like this job?’” Cheng Mai didn’t even need to think about it; he knew what he would experience. He would probably be reported as a madman.

Just imagining that scene is enough to send chills down your spine.

Cheng Mai stopped thinking about it and decided to focus on the task at hand. She needed to carefully review the documents her father had brought.

All lies are seven parts truth and three parts falsehood. She needs to find out the three parts falsehood in order to win this round.

If a supplier has a problem, especially the most important one, and it's true, all the electronic products on an entire production line will be affected.

Cheng Mai held a meeting with the department in charge of suppliers in the afternoon, asking them to investigate further to see if the supplier's claims were credible or not, and to give her a reply when she came to work next Monday.

After the meeting, Yang Fan and Cheng Mai went back together. Yang Fan asked, "I will also find time to check in the next few days, so as to prevent the subordinates from being outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant."

"If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them. You have more important things to do." Cheng Mai didn't completely trust those people, but there were some things he wanted to say to Yang Fan.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan's expression indeed changed slightly.

"You say."

Cheng Mai took out a business card. "This is Mr. Zhu from the Zhu Group. Take some gifts to him tomorrow and tell him that you thanked him for helping me in Fengcheng."

Yang Fan took the business card. She recognized Zhu Biao; he had visited the company before. "Did something happen to you in Fengcheng?"

"Just tell Mr. Zhu that, and he'll know."

Yang Fan put away the business card. "Okay, I'll take care of it tomorrow."

Cheng Mai returned home after a busy day. He had bought food, was relaxed, and his mind was at ease.

Shen Luo came in carrying a lunchbox. "I brought you your favorite braised pork knuckle bibimbap."

When Shen Luo came over, Cheng Mai put her arms around her neck and said, "In fact, when it really comes down to it, the only people you can rely on are your sisters."

Shen Luo pulled her up. "I just asked General Meng An to take Yinian to rest. I'll stay here tonight."

Cheng Mai used the momentum to get up, then slid back onto the carpet and sat down. He opened the lunchbox, and the aroma of the braised pork knuckle immediately wafted out. Cheng Mai took a deep breath and said, "It's alive."

Unlike some men who only think about feeding her fish.

Shen Luo sat down next to her, propping his cheek up with one hand as he watched her eat with satisfaction, while briefly explaining the current progress of Xuanhe Technology's new system.

Cheng Mai ate half a large pork knuckle in one big bite, took the tissue Shen Luo handed him, and said while wiping his mouth, "I suddenly thought of something when I was in a meeting at Cheng's Group today. You need to hire a few people who understand marketing, and I realized that our company doesn't have any."

"Marketing?"

"It's the department that promotes our products externally." Cheng Mai took a swig of cola. "You see those ads outside? They're basically all done by marketing." "I get it, it's the department that advertises for the company." Shen Luo understood. "But it's a new job, right? Are there many deaths?"

"No, this industry can actually be traced back to a long time ago, for example, during the Qin Dynasty. There was a man who opened a sesame seed cake shop. The shop was in a bad location, at the very end of an alley. Sesame seed cakes are different from wine; how far can their aroma travel? At this time, a scholar came to the shop owner and said, 'I can bring you more than ten customers every day, but you have to give me three cakes every day first.' The shop owner agreed, since he couldn't sell many in a day. Starting from the next day, the scholar really did bring him people to buy cakes. The shop owner asked these people how they found him, and they said that a scholar was eating a sesame seed cake at the entrance of the alley, and it looked really delicious. After asking, they found out where he bought it."

Therefore, the sales industry has existed since ancient times; it just depends on whether you have the talent for it.

"To?"

"It's not that harsh. Anyone who can promote something is called a salesperson." Cheng Mai finished eating and sat cross-legged, arguing with Shen Luo. "Xiao Wang needs manpower. We can ask the Kings of Hell all over the country for people. If they don't give us any, we'll beat them up."

Shen Luo: "You've changed. You've become a rogue."

"Who can remain an innocent flower when living among hooligans?"

"Although I think what you said makes sense, I feel like you're insulting me."

Cheng Mai: "..." This interpretation seems reasonable.

"I think I understand what you mean: go find the Kings of Hell in various places to ask for programmers, then set up a sales department and recruit some sales talent." Shen Luo summarized what she needed to do now. As long as there was a goal, she could execute it well.

This is also why Cheng Mai likes to work with Shen Luo. As long as she points out the direction, Shen Luo can execute it well, which is better than some people who just disappear.

Shen Luo leaned back on the sofa and watched as Cheng Mai's expression gradually darkened. "Mai Mai, you've fallen for the boss, haven't you?"

Cheng Mai suddenly looked at Shen Luo, "So obvious?"

This time, it was Shen Luo's turn to be slow to react. She just admitted it so readily?
Why can't you even show some restraint, or deny it at all?
Shen Luo: "It's not that, it's just... oh dear, that's not the point. The point is that you and the boss don't seem to be a good match at all. The boss is heartless."

"Wait a minute, who said I was going to be with him?"

"Then you like him?" This question left Shen Luo confused.

"Just because you like someone doesn't mean you have to be together." Cheng Mai scoffed, finished the last few bites of his meal, packed up his lunchbox and threw it in the trash can, then looked at Shen Luo. "Actually, you chose to help me back then not entirely because you thought I could make money, right? Although I don't know what you're planning now, I'm willing to believe that you're doing this for the sake of the world."

Even if, in the end, it is these people who will take my life.

Shen Luo was caught off guard by Cheng Mai's sudden seriousness. She was stunned for once and even felt an urgent need to explain something.

Everyone is afraid of death, but Cheng Mai is especially afraid of death; otherwise, given her personality, she wouldn't be so easily threatened.

But she had a vague feeling that she would be willing to die.

This feeling is getting worse every day, which is strange.

Shen Luo suddenly laughed, "What can a mortal like you do? Make money and help Xuanhe Technology restore order to the Three Realms. That would be a great deed. Even if the sky really collapses, we'll be there to hold it up and won't hurt you at all."