On the day he was laid off, he picked up the key that could change his destiny in his old office.
Lei Feng held the resignation notice from Group A and glanced at the workstation with "East China Region Operations Director" hanging on it for the last time.
When the cleaning lady urged him to leave quickly, he bent down and picked up a rusty USB flash drive from the bottom of the table - it was left here by former chairman Zhou Zhengming on a business trip three years ago. It is said that the old man clutched this thing and shouted "Decision Compass" before he died, but no one took it seriously.
Until the blue light screen in the USB flash drive lit up in his apartment, and a line of bloody words stung his eyes: "Number of predictions remaining today: 3."
Three days later, Group A conference room.
"Mr. Wang, the smart warehousing upgrade contract you were scheduled to sign next week..." Vice President Zhang Ligang was patting his chest when he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the door pushing.
Lei Feng's suit was straight and he tapped his fingertips on the table: "Mr. Wang, the solution I brought can reduce your warehousing costs by another 17%."
Everyone gasped - wasn't this the former director they had just laid off due to "decline in performance"?
Zhang Ligang's face turned pale: "Where did you get the data?"
Lei Feng glanced at the light curtain that only he could see, on which the abnormal cargo flow of Mr. Wang's warehouse in the past three months was dancing.
He smiled: "Vice President Zhang should check. Did the spy you installed in Mr. Wang's logistics department accept shopping cards for competing products last month?"
