Chapter 42 Goodbye Mr. Pan

There is one of the most dangerous songs in the world, called the siren song.Legend has it that when Odysseus's ship sailed through the Siren Strait, the sailors had to plug their ears, otherwise they would be tempted by the siren's singing to throw themselves into the sea and die.One day I suddenly felt that the name "Pan Zong" could be counted as the singing of the Sirens. I went to Hainan first, and I was surrounded by managers, general managers, and chairman of the board.The Hainanese said: One coconut fell and three managers were killed.I went to work in a joint venture. I was obviously a department manager, but I was also called the general manager. The company's general manager was changed to the president.The reason is that Deng Xiaoping is the chief designer (SJTXT Novel Download Network sjtxt.Com), and we design the appearance, and we cut it, so we are called the president.During the meeting, except for those who make tea and pour water, they are all "general".Among our friends are the three sisters of the Liu family. They are all beauties like flowers and jade. After returning from France, each of them registered a company. They shouted "Mr. Liu" at the door of their house, and all three of them stuck their heads out to agree.The general manager is renamed the president, and the chairman has to be promoted, and they are all renamed the chairman.In the consciousness of the Chinese, the biggest official is the chairman.When I was young, only Chairman Mao was called Chairman.I don't know what the official title is greater than the chairman, and where this trend will develop.

When people lose self-confidence, they use a lot of titles to scare people. In the process of scaring people, they lose their most essential things.Although everyone understands this truth, we still have to find a "total" for ourselves. In 1995, the director of the office and I went to work in a certain agency.I don't have a title on my business card. I handed my business card to one of the parties. He ignored me and only talked to the chief of staff.The director of our office immediately called me "Mr. Pan, Mr. Pan", but it still didn't help, and the matter was not completed. After I came back, I had to print the title of "General Manager".

Think about this "Mr. Pan", why others shout it so vigorously, they always think you love to hear it.I also just don't like to hear it.It seems that the name my dad gave me is better than the stereotyped "Zong" without any personality. "Hello, Pan Shiyi!" "Goodbye, Mr. Pan."