The so-called interview, recruit and high pay were all cheating. When having lunch, Jiang Jun talked about "our company's golden sales strategies" at the table, with spit splas.h.i.+ng in the air. 

There were only two dishes, one stewed cabbage with green bean vermicelli, the other fried fat pork with hot pepper. Everyone ate with might and main, scrambling for the food, as if they were all born of starving ghosts in previous existence.

Seeing Jiang Youyou's blank look, Jiang Jun ordered a woman who was slightly hunchbacked, "Fetch some water for the newcomer and wash her feet."

The woman was perhaps no more than thirty years old, with confusion in her eyes, which seemed never open due to sleepiness and never in focus. She fetched a basin of water, took off Jiang Youyou's shoes and put her feet into the basin. Jiang Youyou's delicate toes were fair and clear, like skinned fresh ginger, even the blue veins on the insteps could be seen clearly.

Warmth rose from the sole of her feet. The woman raised her head and smiled at Jiang Youyou with weirdness and flattery. Her hands, interweaving like snakes, rubbed Jiang Youyou's toes.

"No, no, don't do that." Jiang Youyou wanted to pull her feet away, but the woman pressed them down forcibly. "This is the company's welfare."

Just as Jiang Jun was busy trying to brainwash them in high spirits, what Jiang Youyou said came as a total surprise to him: "If I were incompetent and I could, in my whole life, attract only one lower-level client at most, could I make money? What's more, in all likelihood I couldn't recruit a single one, so how could I make a lot of money?" Jiang Jun was made speechless all at once, and it had been a quite long while before he could speak. "It's impossible," he said, "even the king might have a few poor relatives. How could you be unable to recruit even three or four newcomers?"

Jiang Youyou laughed inwardly. She already got the answer: yes of course. If I couldn't attract lower-level clients, how could I make money?

The audience below began to whisper. It seemed that n.o.body had dared to resist so loudly before.

Jiang Jun said in a quavering voice, "Girl, you don't believe me, this means you don't believe in yourself." Saying this, he winked at the woman who was was.h.i.+ng feet for Jiang Youyo. The woman hurriedly took the basin away. An Hua stood aside and winked at Jiang Youyou. But it seemed too late. Jiang Jun took out his mobile phone to call the head office and asked them to send someone here for a purge.

What he said meant a lot. There were someone arguing back in cla.s.s previously who had been purged and had never come back thereafter.

Jiang Youyou turned round at An Hua, whose eyes were filled with helplessness and guilt. Jiang Jun came over to give her a hug. "Your friend will definitely join in our marketing team and become one of our elites."

It suddenly turned to be very peaceful around.

Two men came in. They were very tall, and they had muscles that almost burst their white t-s.h.i.+rt. Their facial expressions could not be detected. They grabbed Jiang Youyou by the hand and went towards the door.

Everybody's breathing seemed audible.

An Hua looked at Jiang Jun and implored, "Give her another chance. She is very popular in her hometown. She has a lot of friends."

Jiang Jun pushed her away coldly. "Not until she is in her right mind in a week."