How to Lead a Talented Team

The voice on the Internet did not affect the signing scene. After the press conference, several people in the backstage went to the backstage first. He Yuzheng walked in the front. "Let's go directly, no need to go backstage."

When I go backstage, I will inevitably ask for courtesy and meet that person.

"He Yuzheng." Low Ci's voice came from behind, and everyone around suddenly looked this way, is it about to start?When the two of them were on stage, the atmosphere was too weird and stiff, did Jiang Fang ask him to question him?

Everyone seemed to be busy with the work they were doing, but their ears were stretched out.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Jiang Fang walked up to He Yuzheng who was forced to stop, and asked him with his head slightly lowered.

He Yuzheng turned his attention away, and just about to excuse me, Bian Rou dutifully replied: "Yes, He always came from the hospital."

He Yuzheng looked at Bianrou displeasedly, then his eyes floated up, and he touched Jiang Fang lightly: "Excuse me."

"Can I borrow 3 minutes?" Jiang Fang stood still, not intending to let He Yuzheng go.

A large group of people around couldn't help looking this way, He Yuzheng sensed everyone's gaze, gritted his teeth helplessly and asked, "What's the matter?"

He Yuzheng finally went backstage and was taken to Jiang Fang's lounge.

The door of the rest room was closed, and there were two people standing in the small room. He Yuzheng leaned against the door, with undisguised hostility and sharpness in his eyes.

"I came back for you." Jiang Fang cut to the chase, and with one sentence nailed He Yuzheng, who was standing casually, in place. He Yuzheng looked at him ridiculously and outrageously, so emotional that he didn't even know what to say.

Jiang Fang was finally able to look at He Yuzheng seriously once. He looked at He Yuzheng, ignored the disgusted expression on his face, and approached slowly: "He Yuzheng."

He Yuzheng's eyes flashed, clearing away the complicated emotions: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Jiang Fang was only one step away from He Yuzheng, and He Yuzheng felt some danger inexplicably. He reached out for the doorknob, but a faster hand held it down.

"I'm sorry." The moment He Yuzheng failed to open the door, an endless apology sounded.

The lighting in the lounge is soft and not too bright, suitable for rest and relaxation. Both of them are standing by the door, with shadows on each other’s faces from the soft light behind them, like an old movie that represents memories full of noise .

It seemed that he immediately understood which memory these three words matched. The defense on He Yuzheng's face disappeared, and he even evoked a very shallow but natural smile. He looked at Jiang Fang with a half-smile and said: " It doesn't matter."

"Just to say this? I forgive you, can I go?" He Yuzheng said.

Jiang Fang did not speak, nor did he let go of the doorknob.

"What else is there? If you think that 3000 million is not worthy of you, I will help you add other money to your annual salary later. I heard that the highest bid this time is [-] million? Then I will add it to [-] million for you." Yes, you did let Sheng He..."

He Yuzheng's well-organized negotiations stopped abruptly, he was embraced by Jiang Fang, and he threw himself into a somewhat unfamiliar embrace, with a strange smell, strange height, and strange strength.

For a moment, He Yuzheng's eyes were sour. He clenched his fists tightly and tried his best to control the trembling of his voice: "Yes, I haven't given you a hug yet when you're back. Welcome back."

"Can I chase you again?" Jiang Fang's deep and solemn voice rang in He Yuzheng's ear.

The living room fell into silence, and there was no sound at that moment.

"Let go of me." After a long time, He Yuzheng's voice froze, trying to get rid of Jiang Fang's shackles.

Jiang Fang let go of him obediently, and his affectionate and straightforward eyes fell into He Yuzheng's eyes.

"Is there anything else?" He Yuzheng asked distantly.

"Contact me through me."

"No need." He Yuzheng rolled his eyes, opened the door of the lounge, and walked out quickly without leaving Jiang Fang a second longer.

He Yuzheng walked naturally and quickly, and after seeing Bianrou, he said: "Go to the group first, I want to talk to Manager Qiao about the project in South America; then send me back to the house in the east city, my mother will say that I Back to the hospital."

"Okay." Bian Rou immediately contacted Miao An to drive the car to the backstage exit.

He Yuzheng was even more normal than usual, he was swift and resolute, well-organized, and extremely rational.

After talking about the project and returning to the home where he lived alone, He Yuzheng's eyes were red the moment he opened the door. He took a deep breath, closed the door, turned on the light, and slowly sat on the porch chair. Keep your eyes wide open to keep the uncontrollable tears from falling.

The moment He Yuzheng followed Jiang Fang into the lounge, He Yuzheng panicked. Every word Jiang Fang said afterwards made He Yuzheng even more at a loss. He even said that he wanted to chase himself. Let He Yuzheng go back to the days when the two were together nine years ago.

But He Yuzheng didn't think it was sweet at all, the alarm bells rang in his heart, he only felt that it was absurd and that the person in front of him was crazy.

But He Yuzheng was still uncontrollably sad. That kind of sadness was based on the grievance of being thrown away for no reason nine years ago, and on the innocence of his year-long fantasy.

Since then, he has gradually built up a protective layer for himself. How extroverted he used to be, he is now restrained. He no longer expresses happiness and liking, but is more wary and suspicious.

He Yuzheng didn't know how long he stayed in the hallway, until the phone rang five or six times before he heard that it was Jiang Huan calling, and He Yuzheng could guess what she was going to say before he picked it up.

"You and my brother met!" Jiang Huan said excitedly.

"Huanhuan." He Yuzheng's voice was tired and impatient, and Jiang Huan over there was startled when he heard it, and gradually became cautious: "What's wrong?"

"In the future, don't look for me because of him, and don't do anything for me and him on your own." He Yuzheng's words were blunt, his emotions were like a wooden barrel with holes, and he couldn't hold back: "Please you."

When He Yuzheng grew up, he never said the word "beg". Jiang Huan was silent for a long time, and there was no gossip or excitement when he spoke again, only concern: "Okay, how are you now?"

"Not very good." He Yuzheng replied honestly: "But it's okay, just sleep and it will be fine. I'll hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, He Yuzheng finally got up, went to take a shower, washed himself step by step, warmed himself a glass of milk, took all the medicines he should take, and finally lay down on the bed.

He has moved out for a long time. He has a residence near Shenghe Group and Dongcheng respectively. The one near Shenghe Group is a large flat that is suitable for working nearby, while the one in Dongcheng is a villa with good privacy. He Yuzheng has nothing to do with it. I live here when I'm working.

This villa area opened ten years ago, and there is an amusement park and a large lake nearby. At that time, He Yuzheng was still holding a draft paper in the classroom and calculating how long it would take Jiang Fang's annual salary and bonus to afford this house. At that time, Jiang Fang took away He Yuzheng's manuscript paper and told him not to forget it, and told him that he would definitely buy it for him within two years.

Later, He Yuzheng received this villa as his 20-year-old gift from his father.

That night, He Yuzheng fell asleep with complicated emotions and messy memories, and had many bizarre dreams. When he woke up, it was already noon the next day, and he resumed his daily work, and he had nothing to do with the sports department. Other job contacts.

It wasn't until a week later that Tan Xianglun came to the door again. This time, Tan Xianglun came directly to the group and went straight to He Yuzheng's office, feeling as if he was ten years older: "He won't answer anything!"

He Yuzheng held the pen and frowned, but did not answer and signaled Tan Xianglun to continue.

"The endorsements, commercials, and even the team's sponsorship are not in the same frame, but I am so worried!" Tan Xianglun took a bottle of whiskey from He Yuzheng's refrigerator and poured himself: "It's been a week. , I originally thought that our team's profit could double this year, but now I can't explain it to the sponsors!"

"Is he breaking the contract by not being in the same frame as the team sponsor?" He Yuzheng asked.

"...It's just that he didn't break the contract. Now his own team agent and lawyer are all available, which is clear to him. He came to Shenghe to play football. Apart from exposure and other benefits, we have nothing to do. Don't even try to get it." Tan Xianglun gritted his teeth and said, "I also watched this kid grow up, and now I'm really pissed off!"

"Then what's the use of you coming to me?" He Yuzheng got up to see off the guests, none of his business.

Hesitating to speak flashed across Tan Xianglun's face, and his eyes were shining brightly.

"Say." He Yuzheng took the whiskey back and put it in the refrigerator.

"He said that as long as He Yuzheng asks him to accept endorsements and commercials, he will accept..." Tan Xianglun stared nervously at He Yuzheng, afraid that he would disagree.

"Then don't pick it up." He Yuzheng closed the refrigerator door: "Is Shenghe short of the endorsement money?"

"It's not like this, it's just that as long as you open your mouth, he will definitely be able to cooperate with the team's various business affairs. This is also to support our work..."

He Yuzheng looked back at Tan Xianglun. Although the old manager was not yet 50 years old, his hair was already gray. He sighed: "Then you go and tell him, and I will let him pick it up."

"It may not be possible to send a message. I told him that He Yuzheng definitely wants you to pick it up. He said he wants you to tell it yourself." Tan Xianglun was on the verge of crying.

He Yuzheng's eyes were full of swear words, and he controlled his temper: "Okay, you can send me a copy of all the business you are looking for now, and bring him to the group at this time tomorrow, and I will tell him personally .”

Tan Xianglun nodded immediately, and a big stone landed in his heart: "Okay! I'll send you right away!"

At eleven o'clock the next day, Tan Xianglun brought Jiang Fang to the Shenghe Group two hours earlier. Jiang Fang's appearance really made the Shenghe Intranet lively for a while. At this time, it was approaching lunch time, and there were many people in the outdoor parking lot and elevators , as soon as Jiang Fang arrived, many employees took photos and posted them on the intranet. The speed of the posts increased sharply, and almost all the employees were following the posts about Jiang Fang.

Tan Xianglun had the authority to go to the floor of the president's office, so he took Jiang directly to the floor of He Yuzheng's office.

"Mr. He, Jiang Fang is here." Bianrou knocked on the door, and He Yuzheng took the two folders he had prepared in front of him: "Come in."

Tan Xianglun brought Jiang Fang into the president's office, and He Yuzheng got up with the folder, pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit wherever you want."

Jiang Fang was still wearing training clothes, and it seemed that he had just come down from the training ground.

"Bang!" He Yuzheng threw one of the folders in front of him, and sat down holding the other.

"Are you going to take the business if I open my mouth?" He Yuzheng asked while looking down at the folder.

"Yeah." Jiang Fang looked at him, but didn't touch the thick stack of documents.

"Okay." He Yuzheng didn't care whether he read it or not, and turned to the first page of the folder: "All public service advertisements are accepted."

"Okay." Jiang Fang said.

Tan Xianglun sat on the side and wanted to say a few words, but the atmosphere between the two of them was so strange that he didn't know where to interject.

He Yuzheng turned another page: "Car endorsement, milk endorsement, men's shoes endorsement, shopping software endorsement, all choose the one with the highest price."

"Okay." Jiang Fang stared intently at the little face that He Yuzheng had left for him, and agreed to everything.

"Wait a minute!" Tan Xianglun interrupted bravely, and the two people sitting facing each other looked at him together.

"There are several cooperation invitations for the endorsement of men's shoes, but the one with the highest offer has recently received a lot of negative news. For the sake of Jiang Fang's reputation, why don't you change to another one?"

"No change." He Yuzheng said coldly, he finally looked directly at Jiang Fang and looked at him provocatively.

"Listen to He Yuzheng, don't change it." Jiang Fang said obediently, Tan Xianglun almost spurted blood, he almost rolled his eyes, and said to you two to play, don't interrupt me, what are you doing!

He Yuzheng tore through a piece of paper suddenly, and he lowered his head again: "The advertisement in the shopping mall is for Sheng He, and there is no money for it."

"good."

"The fifth to tenth pages of this folder are all products of daily necessities, all of which are accepted."

Tan Xianglun's eyes widened, are you trying to exhaust Jiang Fang to death? ? ?

"Okay." Jiang Fang repeated the reading again.

Tan Xianglun looked at Jiang Fang incredulously, but couldn't help but said again: "This is too much, he still has to train, the new season is about to start."

"No." Jiang Fang stopped Tan Xianglun from speaking with his eyes.

Tan Xianglun almost wanted to slam the door and go out.

"Finally." He Yuzheng turned the folder to the last page: "Pharmaceutical products, these are more sensitive, choose national brands, I have chosen them all, cold granules, band-aids, condoms and kidney treasures film, will you take it?"

He Yuzheng raised his head and looked at Jiang Fang again.

"Take it." Jiang Fang seemed to have never heard the product name that He Yuzheng said, and only knew to echo him.

"Kidney Treasure Tablets?!!!" Tan Xianglun finally couldn't help standing up: "Are you sick?! Ah? Take this kind of thing?"

"It's a national brand." Jiang Fang glanced at Tan Xianglun and comforted him.