Li Ye's rapid-fire barrage of questions left Great God Ni flushed with shame, but the young man beside him looked even more ashamed.
"Brother Li, Engineer Ni doesn't handle market after-sales service. This is all my fault."
Li Ye glanced at him and only then found him vaguely familiar.
"You're from Qingshui?"
The young man hurriedly gave an awkward laugh. "Yes. I'm Manager Chen's cousin. Brother Li, I helped out at your wedding banquet."
"Manager Chen?"
Li Ye froze for a moment before suddenly realizing. "You're Er Gou's cousin! Your surname is Pang, right?"
The young man bared his teeth, seeming to feel that Li Ye calling Chen Donggou "Er Gou" in front of outsiders like Great God Ni was somewhat improper.
"Yes, yes, yes. My name is Pang Biao. A few years ago, I followed my cousin and the others in running apparel distribution channels. Later, I was transferred to Pengcheng Electronics and started doing market sales."
Li Ye frowned. "Er Gou has been at this for six or seven years. Didn't he ever tell you how important service attitude is? Fengyu Computer is at a critical stage of development right now. Market feedback is the top priority. Look at the men you lead—they're cockier than department chiefs."
Ever since Li Ye had taken Jin Peng and Hao Jian under his wing in 1981, he had constantly stressed the importance of markets and distribution channels. After-sales service attitude, in particular, had been emphasized year after year. By now, Fenghua Apparel's service attitude on the mainland stood head and shoulders above the rest.
That was why the problems with Fengyu Computer today made Li Ye extremely unhappy.
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