Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

He found an unopened new toothbrush in the cabinet of the sink, stood in front of the mirror and tidied himself up, then went out and entered the dressing room.

"Wow, those watches are worth a lot of money."

Someone who entered the independent dressing room never stopped admiring all the way around.

In this dressing room with walls on three sides, the transparent wardrobe is full of various high-end custom-made suits and dresses, and there is even a cabinet that is full of high-end products such as famous watches and chest buttons.

The person who opened the cabinet took out three sapphire rings and put them on his right thumb: "Aren't they real gems?"

He looked at the watches and rings in this drawer, there were about fifty or sixty different ones.

A man who makes money by selling women's bodies really shames his kind.

Song Jianyu put rings on all ten fingers and watches on both wrists, and then stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and changed into a black and steady suit for himself.

The well-dressed middle-aged man did not forget to arrange his hairstyle in front of the mirror, and put on a hair mask to ensure that the flies could not stand firm.

The person who did all this opened the door of the living room and walked out. The first scene greeted him was the butler in the brown uniform standing at the door.

"He Dong, good morning."

The other party was holding a tray in his hand, and there was a cup of coffee on the tray, and he didn't know how long he stood here.

"Morning." Song Jianyu walked up to the other party calmly, picked up the cup of steaming coffee, and lowered his head to take a sip as he went downstairs.

"It smells so good!"

After taking a sip of coffee, Song Jianyu thought it would be bitter, but he didn't expect to put a few cups of milk and a few spoonfuls of sugar in it, and it almost turned into coffee-flavored milk tea.

"Bad review!" Pretending to be an upper-class capitalist, obviously not used to drinking coffee and insisting on pretending, the result is that so much sugar and milk are added to it.

By the time he reached the lobby on the first floor, Song Jianyu had almost finished the cup of coffee-flavored milk tea in his hand.

He walked freely to the restaurant. There were men, women, old and young at the dining table, and it wasn't long before everyone sat down.

When they saw him coming, they all stood up to say hello.

"Dad, good morning."

"Good morning, Dad."

"Good morning."

Song Jianyu didn't talk to anyone, and sat down on the stool with a cold face, looking at the breakfast on the dining table.

Bread, coffee milk, sandwich sausage eggs.

Director He, who had a bad complexion early in the morning, raised his eyes expressionlessly to the young people who had already sat down on both sides of the long table: "Cook me a bowl of braised beef noodles."

Everyone: "..."

The butler who was waiting upstairs to deliver the coffee had already followed him downstairs quickly, and after hearing this, he hurriedly went to the kitchen to prepare a change of breakfast types for Director He.

Song Jianyu didn't explain to anyone why he ate beef noodles, and he didn't even say a word to anyone present.

He just sat there, playing with the phone in his hand after he said he wanted to eat beef noodles.

It's really playing with the phone, because he can't open the password on the screen.

The old man Dong He's mobile phone is not a well-known brand, but a mobile phone brand that Song Jianyu has never seen before. The screen is only four inches in size. This is in the era of 6.4-inch large screen mobile phones. It looks like an old man holding a fake mobile phone.

Moreover, this phone can't even find the lens camera function from the shell, so naturally don't even think about opening it by facial recognition.

Song Jianyu was trying to unlock the screen password until the braised beef noodles were served in front of him.

"He Dong, your noodles."

Song Jianyu pushed the phone that couldn't unlock the password to the young man who was sitting closest to him: "What's the password of my phone?"

His son-in-law looked at the five gleaming fingers of his father-in-law, and didn't hear his question clearly for a while. "ah?"

"The password is it?" Song Jianyu raised his eyebrows, thinking that this answer sounds unlikely.

The son-in-law was completely awake now, looking down at the mobile phone screen on the table that cost more than 2 US dollars, and quickly shook his head, "I really don't know about this dad! I swear I never touched your mobile phone!"

"It's okay, you can touch it now. I woke up in the morning and suddenly forgot the password." Song Jianyu rested his chin in both hands, and ten fingers with various gemstone rings blinded everyone present.

"If the rest of you know, you can also help me think about the password. People tend to forget things when they are old."

Song Jianyu said quite calmly that the elderly just couldn't remember things, so he left the phone alone.

He was eating braised beef noodles with chopsticks, and a group of juniors tried to unlock the password of the mobile phone for him in front of him.

Those who ate a bite of snowflake beef did not forget to remind everyone: "Why don't each of you try your own birthday password, or an important day at home?"

This sentence made a group of young people who were a little shy just now enter their birthday numbers one by one.

From the daughter to the son to the son-in-law, even the wife who was suspected to be Mr. He tried it all, but no one could unlock the phone password.

"Aren't there any other important days for me?" Song Jianyu had almost finished his bowl of beef noodles, and the gang hadn't unlocked the code yet.

This Director He has worked too hard, isn't there anyone in the whole family who is worthy of his trust?

Everyone thought about it, and then entered the date when Director He founded the company.

"Ding!"

"It's solved! It's solved! It's solved! Dad, it's solved!"

He Dong's son-in-law was holding the phone, so excited that he wanted to spin Thomas on the spot.

Song Jianyu brought over the unlocked phone, found the settings page and turned off all password settings, then stood up and patted the excited young man on the shoulder: "You are doing great, what's your name? You are doing it right now. What job?"

He Dong's son-in-law glanced at his wife in a daze, wondering why his father-in-law didn't even remember his name until now.

But he calmed down very much, and introduced himself again: "Dad, my name is Lu Shushen, and I am currently working in the production technology department."

"Are you interested in working in the marketing department?" Song Jianyu asked the other party to change departments on the spot.

Lu Shushen really wanted to go, but he glanced at a young man in his thirties on the opposite side of the dining table, and finally shook his head, "Thank you Dad for your promotion, but I have only been working in the technical department for half a year, I like it very much and want to stay here I will learn more techniques, and I don’t want to leave here for the time being.”

Song Jianyu looked in the direction he was peeking at just now, and saw that the man looked a bit like Director He. He looked like Director He when he was young, and asked, "You work in the marketing department?"

"Yes Dad, I have been in the marketing department for three years."

"Then go ahead."

It's not planning or finance, a salesman Song Jianyu feels that he can't use the other party now.

After he finished speaking, he stood up, looked at the people still sitting in the hall and said, "I'm going to the company."

The butler at home had already asked the driver to wait at the door.

Song Jianyu didn't need to say where he was going when he left the house, someone had already opened the car door to invite him in.

He Dong, who got into the car and sat in the back row, looked down on his mobile phone to search for information with a serious face and pursed lips.

If someone appeared behind him, he would see the search content on his mobile phone page: "What is the daily work of the chairman?"

He sat in the car all the way to see the group door.

The people who got off the bus stood in front of the 33-story building, looking up at the huge signboard above.

【Yuanfeng Group】The four large characters shine brightly in the sunlight.

Song Jianyu shook his suit, raised his chin slightly, and entered the lobby on the first floor of the company.

Everyone nodded and greeted him when they saw him.

"Hi Dong He."

"Hi Dong He."

"Hi Dong He."

The front desk staff of the group found that today's Director He looked different from usual.

After a closer look, he found that Dong He actually wore rings on ten of his fingers today, and he also wore diamond-encrusted watches on both wrists.

"Is this a new fashion trend recently?" The front desk once again showed an expression of incomprehension to the strange trend that the rich were following.

Song Jianyu pretended to get into the elevator, and now it was the staff's working time.

Everyone stood at the door of the elevator waiting for the elevator, and saw that Director He didn't go to take his own elevator but came to line up with them?

Song Jianyu didn't know that Director He had a dedicated elevator at all, and he pretended to be very serious on the surface, but in fact he didn't know which floor Director He's office was on.

Crowded with so many people, when the time comes, just stand inside and say something, click for me.

Wouldn't it be perfect if some employees would take the initiative to help him press the office floor.

After 30 seconds, the elevator door opened, and a dozen or so people standing at the door stepped aside in unison.

Song Jianyu stood at the front, stepped into the elevator confidently, stood in the deepest corner, and turned around on his toes.

empty--

Everyone stood outside the elevator door, and no one wanted to take the elevator with him.

The rules of the workplace are that after this kind of leader enters the elevator, he should not enter to increase the elevator time.

If you are already in the elevator, please remember not to press your own floor, first let the leader go to the floor he is going to, and then use the elevator by yourself.

So the elevator door is now closing little by little without any external force to stop it.

Song Jianyu: "!"

"Ding!" The elevator door closed.

Standing in the elevator, the fake Dong He looked at the mirrored elevator door with his own dazed and puzzled eyes.

People who have only worked in the express shop seriously know nothing about this unspoken rule.

"What should we do now?"

Many office workers standing outside the elevator are also asking themselves this question in their hearts.

Because after their director He entered the elevator, he didn't press any floors at all.

So the elevator just closes the door and stops on the ground floor.

Now anyone who presses the up button of the elevator will face He Dong himself again.

"Press or wait?"

Inside the elevator, Song Jianyu also looked at the elevator panel, thought for three seconds and then pressed the top floor.

Isn't that how it's played on TV?

The chairman's office must be on the top floor of the building. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his real estate and the world can be seen as far as the eye can see.

The elevator went all the way to the 33rd floor, and then the elevator door opened, and a group of photographers and hosts outside the door were trying to squeeze in with big bags.

A group of people looked up and saw Director He in the elevator, and they all fell silent in unison. "Good morning, Director He."

"Good morning, let's go to film." Song Jianyu looked at the things in the hands of these people, squinted his eyes and thought that he had gone to the wrong place.

Worried that they would not take the elevator, he quickly waved: "Come in, I was in a daze and forgot to press the elevator."

"Thank you Dong He."

A group of people walked into the elevator nervously, with their backs turned to Director He, thinking about the entertainment gossip that broke out on the Internet yesterday.

It is said that among the people behind the deal with Baiyun, there is a chairman of a certain group, surnamed He.

Everyone in Yuanfeng Group knew that Baiyun had been the only image spokesperson for their company for so many years. Everyone rumored that Baiyun was able to become what he is today because of Director He, and there are still such rumors on the Internet.

For a moment, a quiet needle drop could be heard in the elevator.

Song Jianyu remained calm. He stood behind and said, "Help me press the floor. I want to go back to the office."

The staff in the front row helped him press the sixteenth floor.

A certain person stood behind and wanted to vomit blood when he saw this number. The person surnamed He used to live halfway up the mountain.

As soon as he arrived on the sixteenth floor, he got out of the elevator door.

Fortunately, there are not many people on this floor, there is only a secretariat with more than a dozen people, and the road leading to his office is also clear at a glance.

Song Jianyu opened the door and entered his office. After entering, he locked the door of the office, so that he had time to look at the office, which was at least [-] square meters.

There are still two doors inside, and he ran over and opened his head to take a look inside.

One is a room with a bathroom, the other leads to another junior suite, and there is even a bed for resting in the room.

Those who returned to the office sat on the boss chair and turned on the computer, pulling out all the cabinets under the table.

Inside the drawers are some related materials of cooperation cases, or some marketing planning cases that have been eliminated, and some of them are meeting records.

With the experience of the darkroom in Boss Coal's study last time, Song Jianyu squatted on the ground and knocked every floor under the table once, but found no trace of any mechanism.

The person who found nothing picked up the mobile phone on the table to check the internal storage. There were no photos or any contact with Baiyun. Even among the contacts, Song Jianyu looked at the Mi password, the address book of at least a thousand people.

"How does this thing find his accomplices? I can't send a text message to all these thousand people, can I?"

This old man is a hundred times more rigorous than Bai Yun.

Just when he found nothing, there was a knock on the door of the office.

Song Jianyu raised his head and looked at the door that was locked by him. After thinking for a while, he walked over to unlock the door and looked at the young man standing outside the door: "What's the matter."

"Director He, this is the meeting you have at ten o'clock in the morning, and you have an appointment with Jay Chou to play golf at eleven o'clock. There is also a proposal from the previous board of directors that needs to be confirmed by you."

The young man entered the door and handed him the contents of the work in his hand one by one.

"Let's not talk about these, let's talk about another topic first."

Song Jianyu put the things aside casually, and motioned for the other party to come to him. "How many years have you been with me?"

Hang Feng pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Seven years."

For seven years, he has been Director He's secretary, so he must know all the secrets about Director He.

"You should also know about the matter between me and Baiyun. Did you read the comments on the Internet yesterday?"

"Don't worry, Mr. He. The public relations department has silenced everyone who knows the news, and we have never had anything to do with Ms. Bai in any non-official places. The police have no evidence to find Mr. He."

What Hang Feng said made Song Jianyu look at him with admiration. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Well done, have all the evidence in the police's hands been brought back?"

"All the evidence related to Director He has been brought back."

With just this sentence, Hang Feng was asked to go out, while a fake chairman called the criminal investigation team from his landline in the office.

When the phone rang, it was Li Qin who answered the call again.

"Hello, this is..."

"I'm not good. I heard that the gift I gave you yesterday was taken away today. If you let me down like this, I can only talk to you in another way."

After Song Jianyu finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Li Qin was holding the phone, and before he could finish a sentence, he was scolded all over his face, and the other party hung up the phone after scolding.

"Whose phone number?" Ye Cheng passed by, seeing her expression from the corner of his eye, couldn't help asking.

"It seems to be Zhang San, but he changed his phone number today." Li Qin had already memorized Zhang San's number, but he didn't expect that this person would call from a different landline number today.

And as soon as you connect, it's a meal.

"Zhang San? What else is he going to send us?"

Li Qin shook her head, thinking of what she said on the phone, she quickly stood up and turned to look at someone in the distance, "Captain! I have something urgent to find you!"

Zhou Jianming looked up from the pile of documents and looked at the busy people in the office: "Okay, go to the conference room and talk."

The two of them entered the conference room, and after Li Qin pulled down the row of blinds near the office, she whispered to Zhou Jianming the content of the phone call just now.

"Captain, Zhang San said that the evidence he sent has been taken away, I thought he was talking nonsense but I was a little worried.

So I wanted to tell you this matter in private. All the things in that file bag are currently kept in the evidence department. Why did you say that Zhang San called this to talk about this matter? "

Every time they received a call from Zhang San, they directly pressed the speakerphone, so that all members in the office could get the news immediately.

But Zhang San spoke too fast just now, and the phone number was changed to a brand new one, Li Qin didn't react for a while.

After she thought about what the words on the phone meant, cold sweat broke out on her back on the spot.

Zhou Jianming frowned and shook his head after listening to her conjecture: "The team is all old comrades who have followed us for many years. Don't doubt your teammates because of a criminal organization. I will go to the Evidence Section to obtain evidence first, and we will talk about it when I come back." .”

He went to the Evidence Section to pick up the evidence sent in yesterday, and soon the kraft paper bag came back to him.

"Everything is here." Zhou Jianming asked as he lifted the paper bag.

"It's all inside, and no one has touched it after you sent it in."

Standing in front of the counter of the Evidence Department, Zhou Jianming opened the paper bag and poured out all the things inside, including the three memory card receipts and various printed chat records.

According to the original registration of the evidence department, everything seems to be the same.

"I'll return it in the afternoon, and there are still a few things in it that I haven't had time to check yesterday."

Zhou Jianming took the information bag away, called Li Qin into the meeting room, and the two sides worked together to check the contents of the memory card.

"Boss, there are a few missing." Li Qin looked at the quantity in her hand. She searched for the information by herself yesterday, so she has a deep memory of every piece of evidence, and now she counts the quantity and the amount.

Several documents and receipts related to Yuanfeng Group were missing.

"Are you sure?" Zhou Jianming asked.

"I'm sure. I'll bring in my notebook to show you. Yesterday I made all these things into tables and put them in my computer."

Li Qin went out to get the computer.

After Yuanfeng Group, Song Jianyu had just finished chatting with Hang Fengli and knew that all the evidence had been brought back. He thought for a while and then went out and called someone to say, "I want to have a meeting, you ask the finance department and the public relations department to come up, By the way, call me the company's legal department."

When the financial manager and the public relations department received the news, the public relations manager knew why the other party asked him to go to the [-]th floor, but the financial manager thought about it and didn't understand what it had to do with him.

When the two parties arrived, Song Jianyu was already sitting in the conference room eating ice cream.

Yes, he didn't expect that there was a double-door refrigerator in the old man's office, and all the food in it was delicious!

Sitting in the conference room, Director He, who was eating ice cream with his legs crossed, smiled and looked at the three subordinates who came to the meeting: "I called you here today because I have an important task to entrust to you. By the way, let the legal department help you I will implement this order fully and thoroughly, and will make a fair announcement to all outside media and the general public."

The three of them stared at him intently, listening to his next plan.

"I plan to donate all the shares of Yuanfeng Group under my name to the government departments for free. In addition, you can help me make a statistics of my own personal property, and then go to investigate the poor areas of our country so far. All the money will be donated. Before lunch today, I want to see that the whole society sees and knows this news."

After Song Jianyu finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the legal department: "Go and draft a formal donation document and sign it for me. Don't forget to take it to the notary office for notarization."

He Dong's mobile phone, his bedroom and even his office are all clean without any evidence.

He couldn't find any evidence and didn't know how this person secretly colluded with the police, so he got back the evidence.

If he likes money so much, he will never be able to have money again.

Spread the news that Director He of Yuanfeng Group will donate all his property, and even if he leaves the other party, he will be roasted on the fire.

The three employees who came to the meeting were so numb that they didn't know how they got back to their floor.

It's just that before they left, the manager of the public relations department couldn't help but ask, "Director He, I really want to ask what the reason is, is that okay?"

Dong He, who was eating ice cream, nodded generously, "I'm about to go to prison, and even if I don't get the prison meal, I won't end well. But Yuanfeng Group is not my own group, there are countless people working in this group To make money to supply the mortgage, so I will settle you down before I go."

When he said these words, the manager of the public relations department went downstairs with tears in his eyes.

On the back foot, Song Jianyu called the HR department, "Fire the manager of the PR department tomorrow morning!"

Don't look at this kid crying with teary eyes. Now that the public opinion about Baiyun on the Internet is so low, he can't get away from this crying public relations manager.

One afternoon, Song Jianyu was sitting in the office, either in a meeting or on the phone.

Through face-to-face talks and heart-to-heart talks, the manager of the HR department also became paralyzed in an afternoon.

Because Director He made dozens of phone calls, and every call was to fire people.

Two-thirds of the middle and high-level staff of Yuanfeng Group who had been to the [-]th floor were all strongly demanded by that director He to be fired, even the secretary who had been with him for seven years was to be fired.

The reason is that I got tired of that face after watching it for seven years.

When the HR manager heard the reason on the phone, he burst into tears.