"Mr. Wu went to the office building to rest at dawn, you can go there and take a look."

"Okay. Then you're busy."

"Goodbye Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Peng followed the path and went straight to the entrance of the office building.

Because according to his plan, a corridor needs to be built on the north side of the office building, ordinary people are not allowed to enter the office building for the time being.

But Wu Qing is not an ordinary person.

The office building is a two-story building with seven or eight rooms under it, mainly offices of various departments, cleaning equipment and toilets.

The second floor general manager's office, finance office, personnel and administrative office, etc.

There is also a small conference room.

Zhao Peng looked over all the way and found that every office was empty, with some paper scattered on the ground, and the cabinet doors were wide open.

It was not until the second floor that I found Wu Qing lying on the table in the conference room and was sleeping soundly.

Zhao Peng looked at the window for a while, and after breakfast, he found that Wu Qing was still not asleep. He probably looked at the scene for several days and was really too tired.

Zhao Peng did not disturb him, and simply washed his face in the bathroom, went downstairs toward the warehouse.

From a distance, I saw Song Xiaochun just walking towards me.

Song Xiaochun is not as tall as Lunshuangshuangshen, but it seems to be taller than Hu Li, and should be close to 1.68 meters.

She is twenty-five years old this year, which is the most beautiful time for a woman.

No matter how small you look childish, no matter how big you are, you look tired.

She is just about the same age.

Strictly speaking, Song Xiaochun is not the kind of absolutely beautiful beauty.

Compared to Lunshuangshuangshen and Zhang Xiaoqiu, her appearance can only be considered as a decent person.

But she has a special temperament.

That is, she will make people feel very warm and willing to talk to her.

When Zhao Peng was recruiting office staff, Wu Qing provided three candidates, but they were all excellent, but Zhao Peng took a look at Song Xiaochun at a glance.

He felt that Song Xiaochun was his ideal candidate for office director.

If a man like me who is not interested in women other than Hu Li feels willing to get close to him, it will naturally attract more people.

Sure enough, after acquiring the company, no matter what she did, it went very smoothly.

Almost no one of the company's employees did not cooperate with her work.

Today, Song Xiaochun was wearing a sky blue short-sleeved shirt on her upper body and a long skirt of the same color underneath, which looked intellectual, sweet, beautiful and elegant.

Zhao Peng stopped and waited for Song Xiaochun to come over.

When Song Xiaochun saw Zhao Peng's appearance, he was a little surprised and asked curiously: "Mr. Zhao, you are..."

She didn't finish her words.

But Zhao Peng understood what she meant and smiled: "The technical department had some problems last night and didn't go back."

Song Xiaochun nodded: "Then do you need me to prepare clothes and toiletries for you?"

Very considerate and standard office staff thinking.

Zhao Peng shook his head, "No, I'll wait and go back later. I'll have something to do with you."

"Then do you think you should find a place to arrange it, or..."

"Tell me as I go."

Song Xiaochun nodded and followed Zhao Peng.

Since he met him on the road, Zhao Peng had no intention of going to the warehouse again and took Song Xiaochun to the office building again.

“How is the inventory progress of the warehouse?”

"It's basically over. Because the warehouse was placed in a very messy way before, it was a bit difficult to organize. However, the warehouse employees were very serious and finally separated them little by little."

"How long will it take to give me the list?"

Song Xiaochun thought for a moment, "It will take about three more days."

Zhao Peng asked for an assessment of the time, "Yes. But you give me the various fabric information in stock first, remember to mark all the fabric sources and make up."

"Okay, I'll tell the warehouse."

Zhao Peng pondered for a moment and said, "What's the name of the warehouse leader?"

"Liu Yuanyuan."

"Yes, Liu Yuanyuan, how are you doing?"

Song Xiaochun was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, Zhao Peng suddenly asked such a sensitive topic and did not think about how to answer it for a while.

"Sister Xiaochun, you will be responsible for the company's talent selection and assessment in the future. I may ask more questions in the early stage. Once the company is operating normally and stably, these things are yours."

Zhao Peng knew Song Xiaochun's fear, and he was a little unhappy.

He doesn't want the company to have such internal friction.

If all subordinates have to speculate on the leader’s ideas, then efficiency will not only be reduced, but may also go astray due to speculation errors.

Zhao Peng suffered a lot in his previous life.

Because it is GQ, the organization is very rigid. Often, a simple thing needs to be approved and the assessment is many days. When the instructions are really released, the daylily will be cold.

Now that he is his own boss, he naturally does not allow this trend to continue.

Song Xiaochun also saw the seriousness and unhappiness in Zhao Peng's eyes, and said slightly uneasy: "I understand, Mr. Zhao. I will pay attention to this matter in the future."

"Well, you have a pattern and don't focus on intrigue between people. I said in the first time we talked that my goal is not to just maintain a small clothing factory in this small town. We must walk out of Huangqiao, Qingcheng, and even from Long Province, or even export overseas."

Zhao Peng stood firm and slowed down his tone: "So we must have a healthy and uplifting corporate culture from the beginning, and this part of the matter is also your mission. Whether to be a personnel specialist with dozens of people, or to become a CHO of a group of thousands, or even tens of thousands of people, is related to your current thinking model."

Song Xiaochun bit her lip and was criticized by a boy who was seven or eight years younger than her. She was a little embarrassed, but more so she felt ashamed.

She also has some tact of other companies, thinking that in front of her boss, it is better to talk less than to speak more.

I never thought that Zhao Peng had this kind of personality and attitude towards doing things.

She felt uncomfortable, but she was not angry.

Because Zhao Peng did not actually say that she was just tempted and explained the truth to her clearly.

It is the demeanor that an enlightened boss should have.

The boss’s culture is the culture of the company, which is something Song Xiaochun understood a long time ago.
Chapter completed!