I'm the big president

"It's a big deal to start all over again. My buddy will look for a job after the Chinese New Year."

Mo Zinei really didn’t want to do it anymore. After several years of warehouse management, he was tired of it. This job is easy and free, and the salary is good, but after working for a long time, he knows that this job lacks passion and there is no possibility of promotion. No matter how good he is, he is a warehouse manager. Seeing his younger sister's promotion and salary increase, he felt a little apprehensive. As the saying goes, a new environment may lead to better development.

Qin Yang stretched his arms around his shoulders, smiled and winked at him, and said, "Okay, after the Chinese New Year, we brothers will look for a job together."

Mo Zinei glanced at Qin Yang, and said regretfully, "What kind of fun did you come here to join in the fun? Do you pay for your work for this crap?" It's no big deal for him to lose his job as a small warehouse manager. It's not worth it to go to Qin Yang, he is the director, if he really loses his job because of this matter, it's a big debt of favor.

"You can find another job if you lose your job. I will lose face if my good friend is beaten up. Wait a minute, I will have a chat with the working group." Qin Yang smiled and walked briskly towards the members of the working group past.

"Director Qin, what are you...doing?"

The members of the working group holding the engineering shovel knew Qin Yang, and called out his name as soon as they opened their mouths.

Qin Yang pointed to the engineering shovel in his hand, and said with a smile, "I should ask you this question. What are you guys going to do?"

"We... don't do anything."

Engineer Shovel has not only heard of Qin Yang's reputation, but also knows that this guy is super powerful in combat. The best fighter among them is lying on the ground and playing swings.

Qin Yang took two steps forward, glanced at the faces of the members of the working group one by one, and asked indifferently, "Did you see people fighting just now?"

"Have……"

Snapped!
A man with a round face was slapped on the face as soon as he said a word, causing him to turn around in circles, and half of his face instantly swelled up.

Qin Yang reached out and grabbed the engineer shovel, grasped the two ends of the handle made of aluminum alloy with both hands and slowly twisted it. After being twisted into twists, he glanced at the remaining members of the working group and asked coldly, "Did you see people fighting just now?"

"No no!"

The owner of the engineering shovel was the first to shake his head, looking at the severely deformed engineering shovel, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

"I didn't see it, was there a fight?"

A middle-aged man wearing glasses looked up at the sky as if nothing had happened, with an unusually calm expression on his face.

"No, I just saw Lao Lu accidentally fall!"

The one who spoke was the round-faced man who had just been slapped. He seemed to be enlightened, and he pointed at the flat-headed man on the ground and smiled. This guy named Lao Lu accidentally fell.

Qin Yang put down the deformed engineering shovel, reached out his hand and took out a red bill from his pocket, stuffed it into the hand of the round-faced man, and said with a smile: "Who in the child's family hasn't stumbled a few times, take him to Just buy a bottle of safflower oil at a nearby clinic and rub it on.”

The round-faced man squeezed the banknote tightly, nodded and said, "Understood, we'll take him there right away." After speaking, he trotted to Lao Lu's side, helped him up, and left in a hurry with several members of the working group.

Qin Yang turned around and walked to Mo Zinei, stretched his arms around his shoulders and said with a smile: "Let's go, go to my house for dinner and drink two bottles by the way."

Mo Zinei raised the back of his hand and quickly wiped his eye sockets, and said, "Okay, I happen to have a few catties of dried roe deer meat in my refrigerator, let Zihan make something for dinner."

Mo Zihan smiled and said, "Okay, why not go to the supermarket and buy some more snacks, let's celebrate New Year's Eve together tonight."

Mo Zinei smiled and said, "Okay, give me your car keys, and I'll drive."

Qin Yang took out the car keys from his pocket and handed them over. Mo Zinei took a look at the car keys, with a surprised expression on his face: "Good guy, drive a Bentley to work, why don't you be so high-profile!"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "It's a gift from a friend. It's rusted if you don't open it." His garage is already full, and the private cars of Lao Du and his wife are all parked in the garage of the villa they are renovating. Someone who delivers a car can only park in the open-air parking lot of the community.

Mo Zinei curled his lips: "Let's go, talking about this topic with you hurts my self-esteem."

In the president's office, Ren Xiang sat on the boss chair with a gloomy face and stared at the several resignation letters on the desk in a daze. To save face for him, it is more appropriate to question him. Shareholders don’t take him seriously as the acting CEO at all, and they get sprayed with blood when they disagree. A few days ago, when they led the working group to station in CBT, they were proud of themselves. It has long since disappeared, and he feels that he has fallen into a quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper.

dong dong...

A hasty knock on the door interrupted Ren Xiang's thoughts, he looked away, and said in a deep voice, "Come in, the door is open."

The office door was pushed open, and two men with bruised noses and swollen faces walked in. Ren Xiang couldn't help frowning when he saw the miserable appearance of the two: "Old Lu, Lao Ge, who did you two fight with?"

With a sad face, Lao Ge said: "It's not that we fought with someone, but we were beaten..." He embellished what happened in the warehouse not long ago. The details of the conflict in Mozi, the warehouse manager, in his mouth, Qin Yang seems to have become a bullying local snake, and his work has become a poor wretch who is bullied.

"Qin Yang! This is revenge." Ren Xiang gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice, "Did you call the police?"

Lao Ge shook his head and said, "No, they are all in the same company and can be dealt with internally." He is not stupid. Reporting this kind of matter to the police is nothing more than a messy bad debt. Only internal handling can make Qin Yang and the warehouse named Mo Zinei despite the real punishment.

Ren Xiang pondered for a while, and said coldly: "This kind of incident in the company is of a bad nature and must be dealt with by the police. Later, I will arrange for the police to take you for a forensic examination. No matter who the other party is, beat the working group by hand." Members must be severely punished." After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and looked through it, dialing a number.

After a while, the phone was connected, and a deep male voice came out of the microphone: "Mr. Ren, why did you think of calling me today?"

Ren Xiang smiled slightly and said: "Officer Wu, brother, I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if I have nothing to do. There is something wrong with the company today and I would like to ask you to help me deal with it. The details are as follows..." He and Officer Wu on the other end of the phone are Friends of wine and meat, there is no pressure to ask the other party for a little favor, and there is a hint of gratitude in the words after the completion, and the matter is basically settled.

Hanging up the phone, looked up at the two guys with bruised noses and swollen faces, and said lightly: "Officer Wu will bring someone over to understand the case in 10 minutes, and take you to a professional forensic examination by the way. On you, you can make the small ones bigger and the light ones heavier, understand?"