Dusen smiled faintly, "If she opens two stores, there is nothing wrong with selling separately. But now, she is in the same store, and the price difference is very big. This will have an impact on our customers."

Yanyan thought of the guest from Benxi, what kind of furniture he bought was 10% off.

Dusen continued: "Just just finished decorating the house, my friend will definitely ask what furniture you chose. If you said you spent 300,000 yuan to buy mahogany home products, the other party smiled and told you that it was a coincidence that he bought mahogany home, but he spent 100,000 yuan, what would you think?"

Yanyan took a deep breath, "I understand, customers will think we got a lot of kickbacks."

"Yes, even if customers know the quality of the product and the price difference, no one will hope that the things they buy at high prices will be misunderstood as high imitations."

Yanyan lowered his head, "It seems that I can't refer to the Redwood Home Furnishings anymore."

Dusen frowned, "Don't rely entirely on others, you have your own ideas. Before I design the bathroom with Jane Eyre tiles, I will tell them what I want, instead of letting them do it completely, otherwise the renderings will be difficult to match my ideas."

Yanyan slowly raised his head, "Boss, I really don't know how to do it now. I feel that the background wall, ceiling, and furniture I have chosen are not as good as Brother Li."

Dusen asked: "Why do you want to compare with Li Cheng's renderings?"

Yanyan muttered softly: "I can't help it."

Du Sen smiled faintly: "If Mr. Zhao's method is very satisfied with Mr. Zhao, will Mr. Zhao ask you to make another plan?"

Yanyan pouted, "He was not satisfied with what Li Cheng did, so why wouldn't I be even more satisfied with what I did?"

Du Sen really wants to slap Yanyan on the head now, and he is considering whether to endure it anymore. Zhao Mingcheng's list and the model house in Tianshun New City, Du Sen is not the only way to go.

Yanyan also noticed the change in Dusen's face, and she asked weakly: "Are you angry?"

"Yes," Dusen said, "I like people with confidence, not people who deny themselves before they do it and choose to give up."

Yanyan took a deep breath and wanted to say that she was a self-aware person, but looking at Du Sen's face, she thought it would be better to be silent now.

Dusen continued: "I don't know what Mr. Zhao thinks, but I can tell you that I will wait until next Tuesday. Before next Tuesday, you make a rendering and I will meet Mr. Zhao. If Mr. Zhao signs a contract, the bonus is less than 800,000 yuan and the bonus is more than 800,000 yuan and 20,000 yuan. If you can't make a picture, I will settle your salary for you next Wednesday. Then introduce you to other companies you want to go to."

Yanyan looked at Du Sen in surprise. The bonus was quite attractive, but she didn't understand that Du Sen was trying to find a reason to drive her?

Seeing Yanyan staring at him blankly, Du Sen said, "Why are you still standing there? You might as well browse the design website if you have this time."

"Yes." Yanyan stood up and walked out of Dusen's office.

She returned to her seat, turned on the computer, looked at the monitor, and recalled what Dusen said just now.

Yanyan wants to make money, she has to work hard for the money. Regardless of whether her plan is successful or not, she has to work hard for the 10,000 yuan bonus.

Just as Yanyan made up his mind, she rang her phone and took it up. It was a WeChat message sent by Gu Shuang, telling her that she had communicated with the regional manager and asked her to send the CAD structure diagram as soon as possible.

Yanyan hesitated for a moment and replied to Gu Shuang, "Sorry, the boss has made the plan for this villa himself. I want to add your regional manager as a friend, so it will be convenient for him to ask him for advice in the future."

Gu Shuang quickly replied: "No problem, I have already agreed with him."

After Yanyan and Gu Shuang were polite, they began to concentrate on studying the villa design on the website.

When Dusen went to the tea room, he glanced at the design hall. When he saw Yanyan's concentration, he thought to himself: Money is the only motivation.

Dusen remembered a post that people often forwarded in his circle of friends: I go to work just for money, don’t talk to me about my ideals, my ideal is not to go to work.

Dusen smiled and decided that he would be more realistic in the future. Don’t talk about ideals and feelings with employees. Just talk about money directly and not hurt feelings.

When you work hard, time will pass particularly quickly.

Yanyan had just finished the first floor wall panel. Yang Lin walked out of the finance room and walked out of the company with her color-blocking calfskin organ bag on time.

Wang Yichen muttered: "Accountant Yang Da is more on time than the alarm clock."

Yanyan clicks to save the file, copy the required files to the USB flash drive, and prepares to go home and continue to complete.

Ding Meimei asked Yanyan: "Yanyan, do you have time tonight? Let's go and chat."

Yanyan was stunned for a moment, "I will continue to make pictures tonight."

Ding Meimei smiled and said, "I'm still so busy after going to bed tomorrow."

Wang Yichen said coldly: "Yanyan has a list, let's go."

Yanyan's face turned red and she didn't want to explain anything. She could only pick up her backpack and follow everyone out.

She came to the bus stop and looked at the cars coming and going on the street in disappointment.

With two car horns, Yanyan slowly turned his head and saw Dusen's car parked not far away.

She frowned involuntarily and walked over slowly, "Boss, are you asking me for trouble?"

"Are you going home? I'll take you there."

Yanyan hesitated, "It's not good."

Dusen looked at Yanyan: "You're thinking too much."

Yanyan got into Dusen's car awkwardly.

The two of them were silent. This silence made Dusen very uncomfortable. He had to speak, "What music do you like to listen to?"

“Anything is OK.”

Dusen frowned. He wanted to tell Yanyan that if he was with his boyfriend, he would rather ask the other party what music he liked, or just say that he liked rock, jazz, folk songs, and hip-hop, just don't say "anything is OK".

"I'm alone," Yanyan said hesitantly, "Boss, do you want to stop using me?"

Dusen looked ahead and said lightly: "No, I want to give you some pressure. If you can't bear my pressure, don't waste your time again, after all, your time is also precious."

Yanyan took a deep breath, "Boss, if you think I can't do it, you can just say it."

Dusen frowned, "Does my thoughts matter? It all depends on yourself."

Yanyan was speechless, she turned to look out the car window.

The car quickly stopped in front of Yanyan’s community.

"Thank you." Yanyan finished speaking and pushed open the car door, "By the way, I'm only 1.64 meters tall, not tall enough."

Dusen was puzzled, "What did you say?"
Chapter completed!