Chapter 15 — I Stopped Meeting Clients After Work

Chu Kien Quoc opened his mouth. Want to explain something. But I didn't give him a chance.

"Trieu Bang alone can't make 3,000,000 yuan in sales in a year."

"But he knows how to play golf with you."

"Know how to help your wife pick up the baby."

"I know how to make sure the wine replaces you at the banquet table."

"So when he accused me."

"You feel like what he said makes sense."

"I don't have..."

He quickly wanted to refute. I looked straight into his eyes.

"I disappeared."

"At most it just makes the job a little more complicated."

"But if we lose Trieu Bang."

"You won't have anyone to play golf with."

"There's no one left to pick me up to help."

"There are no more people blocking the wine."

"In your account book."

"The second trade is more profitable."

Chu Kien Quoc's face immediately turned pale. White as paper. Because I hit it. It hit exactly what was in his heart. He no longer even wanted to make excuses. Because he knows very well. Every word I say... Is the truth. I looked at this office one last time. Where I sat for six years. The annual sales target board still hangs on the wall. In the middle there is a large red text:

"2024 East China region sales target: 180,000,000 yuan."

That number... Built on the assumption that I'm still here. After I left. How much of it can be completed? I don't answer that question. Just turned around and walked out. Outside in the hallway. Trieu Bang is standing at the corner. I don't know how long I stood there. His face was gray. Saw me coming out. His lips moved slightly.

"Miss Luc..."

"Do you really want to go?"

I stopped walking. Look at him. There were so many emotions in those eyes. And even... There's a bit of regret.

"Trieu Bang."

"That bonus."

"Did you get it?"

His facial muscles twitched.

"Got... got it."

"How much?"

"...380,000 yuan."

Contract 80,000,000 yuan. According to the initial commission rate. I should have received nearly 200,000 yuan in commission. Plus special company bonuses. But in the end... The person who received the most was Trieu Bang. People who have never flown to Seoul. Never edited a plan. I have never stayed up all night for customers. But now the six people are divided equally. Each person received more than 300,000 yuan. It's funny to think. Much more than what I should have received when I successfully negotiated that contract alone. Because to quell the storm. Chu Kien Quoc also proactively doubled the special bonus fund.

"Then keep it safe."

Then turned around and left. Trieu Bang's voice was immediately heard behind him.

"What about customers..."

"What should those customers do?!"

I don't turn around. Also don't stop. When going to the elevator. Ly Duong suddenly chased after him. Gasp. He blocked right in front of the elevator door.

"Have you really gone to An Nhuan?"

"If you leave, what should we do?"

"And there are customers..."

I looked at him. Calmly said:

"That has nothing to do with me."

"When you accused me, didn't you say so?"

"'Luc Vien often contacts customers outside of working hours, causing great psychological pressure for everyone.'"

"Now I don't contact anymore."

"You guys should feel comfortable."

Ly Duong's face turned red like a pig's liver.

"But the customers have all left!"

"Company may have to cut staff!

"General Manager Chu said that if sales are not achieved at the end of the year..."

"Then try your best."

I pressed the elevator call button.

"For eight hours of work."

"Work hard."

"Follow company regulations."

"Don't have negative internal competition."

The elevator door opens. I walked in. Then turn around. Look at Ly Duong standing outside. His face was pale. The elevator door slowly closed. The last image I saw was: At the end of the hallway. Trieu Bang. Vuong My Ky. Tran Tuyet. Five people stand in a row. Everyone has the same expression on their faces. It's the kind of fear when you finally realize: You smashed your rice bowl with your own hands. The elevator door closed. One month later. I officially joined An Nhuan Group. Deputy General Director. Private office. From the window you can see the entire Truong An Avenue. Lam Tri Vien arranged for me a core sales team of six people. All six are talents he hunted from many places. There is not a single person who just sits around without getting paid. First day of team meeting. A boy named Tham Dat asked me:

"Deputy General Luc."

"Does our team have overtime?"

I looked at him. Think for a moment.

"An Nhuan applies a flexible working regime."

"But if you ask about my personal opinion..."

I stopped. Then slowly say:

"I do not encourage meaningless overtime."

"But if the customer needs you."

"The project needs you."

"Or your own professional self-esteem needs you."

"You should do it."

"That's not called negative internal competition."

"It's called professional ethics."