2: C2 Business Came

C2 Business Came

The middle-aged man in the white shirt asked tentatively, "Kid, who asked you to send this flyer?"

Han Xue'er looked at him curiously, "I, Second Brother, asked me to hand out this leaflet. Does uncle need the services inside?"

The middle-aged man said seriously, "If you, Second Brother, can guarantee the quality and quality of the leaflet, I am willing to pay 100 yuan per thousand words!"

"100 yuan!"

Han Xue'er's small eyes were wide open. This money was equal to her father's hard-earned salary of seven or eight days. She did not even bother to greet him. She turned around and ran upstairs. As soon as she entered, she panted and shouted, "Second Brother is here for a big deal!"

Wang Shuhua said snappily, "Crazy girl, what big deal can you, Second Brother, have?"

Han Xue'er cutely stuck out her little tongue, entered the room, and dragged Han Qiang downstairs. Along the way, she quickly told him what had happened.

Once the business opened, she took on the task of writing materials. Han Qiang was also quite surprised. In his expectations, it would take at least a week to have a similar business. He did not expect that there would be such a thing now, and the employer even took the initiative to increase the price.

There were only two possibilities. Either the material was very professional. No matter which one it was, it required real materials to write. Han Qiang, who had been sharpening the brush for more than twenty years, naturally would not be afraid.

The white shirt only showed that he was only an 18-year-old boy. He frowned and said unhappily, "This little friend is playing with me?"

Han Qiang took out the pager from his pocket and smiled confidently. "If you have any requirements for the materials, just tell me. If you can't write it, I will compensate you with this pager."

181 pager was equivalent to the salary of an ordinary employee for four to five months. It was twice as much as the cost of the 8000 words materials. The white shirt could not help but believe him. He looked at Han Qiang deeply. "I am Yuen Qiushui, the director of the Yun Du Housing Authority Office. I want to write a summary of the first five months of work in the Housing Authority with eight thousand words. I want the data to be detailed and organized. I want to write out the highlights of the five months of work in the Housing Authority. This script is very important, and I need it urgently. Report tomorrow at 2: 00 PM. Can you do it? "

Han Qiang laughed when he heard that. If it was any other industry, they would need materials in such a hurry. He might hesitate for a moment. He had been working in the property industry for more than 20 years. He had written summaries and materials for all kinds of work at different levels. Even if he didn't have 2000, he still had 1800. It was a piece of cake for him to write a summary of half a year's work in a housing management firm.

Not to mention, the Cloudy Capital Housekeeping Center was where his father worked. It was also his first unit to work in the future, and he was very familiar with the history and future development of the unit. This Chair Yuen in front of him probably hadn't been in the Yun Du Housing Authority for a long time. Otherwise, it was impossible for him to not have any impression of him.

Han Qiang smiled and nodded, "Chair Yuen's computer and all kinds of related data are there, right?"

Yuen Qiushui quickly said, "Yes! All of them! If it's convenient for you, can you come to my office to write at night?"

Han Qiang readily agreed and went upstairs with a smile. He said to Han Gaang, "Did you see Big Brother? He just received a typing business. It's at least 800 yuan, which is equal to Dad's salary for two months."

Han Gaang was shocked. "Really?"

Han Rushan said worriedly, "Old son, don't do anything illegal."

Han Qiang smiled. "The director of Yun Du Housing Management Office, Yuen Qiushui, asked me for help. You can rest assured now, right?"

Han Rushan was stunned. Yuen Qiushui was a person with real power in the Housing Management Office. His status was only second to the director. He had more power than those deputy director. He frowned and said, "How did you get in touch with Chair Yuen?"

"Chair Yuen is waiting downstairs. As for the details, ask Xue'er. She knows best."

Han Qiang smiled and turned around to go downstairs.

Han Rushan was worried. He went to the balcony and saw that the person in the white shirt downstairs was actually Yuen Qiushui. He quickly called Han Xue'er over to ask about the details.

The two of them went to the Yun Du Housing Center. Yuen Qiushui's office computer was an IBM 586 card machine with HP-DJ525Q ink jet printer. Han Qiang could not help but look up to him.

The market price of this computer and printer was more than 20,000 yuan. In 1994, many department directors of the property company did not have it. Him being able to equip it alone was already enough to explain a lot of problems.

Han Qiang was not in a hurry to write it down. He read the data of the year 94 to May and the monthly report to the company. It was similar to what he had grasped when he was still alive.

In July 1994, before the State Department made the decision to deepen the housing system in the cities and towns, the living quarters of the employees in Dashi City basically belonged to the welfare branch. The property management company was a subsidiary of the main company. They were not only responsible for cleaning the environment, maintaining public order, and maintaining water and electricity. They were also responsible for charging water and electricity.

The property company and the housing management firm had a lot of rights, and the welfare benefits were also not bad. The workload was not very high, but it was a famous and popular unit. Many of the front line employees were like Ma Youxi, trying their best to transfer back to the property management company.

Of course, this situation was the exact opposite of what happened 20 years later.

At this time, the property management and service philosophy had yet to be connected to the advanced southern property management. The management method was more crude, cyber-management, triple-decision, triple-decision, and other excellent management methods had yet to be mentioned.1

Take Tongshui as an example. After 2002, the property management would arrive at the maintenance site in 30 minutes after receiving the news of repairs. The indoor maintenance would have to be carried out by the 'Seven One' service method and so on, but in 1994... The worker who had cleared the water received the call. It would be considered early if they could arrive in an hour or two.

The resident on the first floor had to collect money from the residents of the unit and hand it over to the worker who cleared the water as a fee. They also had to put in a pack of Ashma or Red Pagoda Mountain cigarettes.

In an environment like property services, the manager of the Yun Du Housing Authority had a long-term vision. In the first half of 1994, he had started to do some changes in management methods and methods, but there was no systematic summary. There was no extensive and in-depth promotion and implementation in the seven residential areas under the Housing Authority.

He found a job highlight and business management data. The rest was much easier. It was nothing more than using the format of conclusive materials. Using some high and mighty words to integrate the highlight and data into it... It was read aloud, and all kinds of queues were listed out. The last part of his report on his plans for the second half of the year.

Yuen Qiushui saw that Han Qiang did not start writing for almost an hour and his expression changed a little, "Can Little Qiang write it or not? Whether this material is outstanding or not, it will affect my promotion later on..."

"Don't worry Chair Yuen, I will write it now."

Han Qiang smiled and turned on the WPS in his computer. He opened the 1.3 version of the Star Inputting Method and typed on the keyboard with both hands. Rows of text quickly appeared on the computer screen.

Yuen Qiushui was different from Mr. Dongguo, who did not have any ink in his stomach. He was good at writing materials. If it were not for the fact that the mission was too urgent and he could not finish writing in time, he would not have used a gunman to write the plan.

He read the materials and his eyes widened. He looked at Han Qiang like he was looking at a monster.

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