Demacia in American comics

Although Polly doesn't look like a young master in appearance, but the drivers are so elegant and aristocratic, so there are many people who can be his young master.

So immediately, several fat-headed and big-eared people surrounded the two of them and welcomed them into the reception room.

Although this reception room looked like a shabby thatched house to Charles, of course, the way he expressed it was also consistent with his identity:

"Master, the place is simple, so you can just sit down."

Polly frowned at this time, as if he was very impatient, and finally asked Charles to wipe the chair with his white gloves before sitting down.

"Charles, be quick. I'm afraid I'll get sick if I stay in this place for too long."

"Okay, sir."

Charles treated the young master he spoke of with one expression, and treated the other fat men with another expression. He said:

"Gather all your employees together. Our young master needs to take a look. After all, the young master invests not only in equipment, but also in people. Remember, it is all employees."

These words made several leaders look embarrassed. One of them pretended to be brave and said:

"Sir, the employees are all low-level untouchables. I'm afraid they will disturb the young master."

Charles didn't respond. He just stared at the person who spoke without saying a word.

Several other people hurriedly came to smooth things over. Tell me, if they want to watch it, just watch it. Just say hello to the employees more. Rich people have some quirks. Why do you talk so much?

The last few leaders summoned everyone to the conference room. Charles saw that there were many people who were disheveled and dirty, and most of them had one thing in common, their eyes were dull and dull.

This is a sign that the labor force has been squeezed for a long time and their lives are repeated day after day, causing them to lose hope.

While several leaders were waiting for the young master to come on stage and say a few words, Charles smiled at all the leaders and said:;

"I'm sorry, leaders. The young master doesn't like being watched when he speaks. And if he talks about family fans, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the leaders in the future."

The fat heads and big ears nodded immediately, suddenly realizing, and promised not to listen, and followed Charles to the next room to drink tea.

At this time, Polly walked into the conference room with a calm expression.

He glanced at everyone and said:

"Although I don't know what your leader has told you, and I'm not interested in knowing, but you should all understand that I can control your destiny."

There was no change in everyone's eyes, because they all believed that the man in front of them was telling the truth.

"So, I have a few small questions to ask you. If you answer well, then you can continue to work. If you answer poorly, I'm afraid you will not only lose your job, but your family may also be implicated."

After these words were spoken, most people's eyes changed somewhat, because even if it was a job that squeezed their labor force, they were not willing to lose it, because they had no choice. If they lost their job, relief food might be the only thing waiting for them.

"First question, how many of you received calls from others this morning?"

Afterwards, I saw many people raising their hands, a total of about 10 people.

Polly immediately asked everyone to say one word, which was the word "psycho".

But when these 10 people finished talking, Polly couldn't find that person. His expression changed and he said:

"I'm very disappointed. Someone lied about the first question. If you stand up now, I can stop pursuing it. But if you still choose to hide, if you are caught by me later, your fate may be worse than what I describe. It’s even uglier.”

At this time, everyone in the venue looked at each other and started talking. From their point of view, there was no need to lie about this kind of question. Why make such a fuss about this question?

Under everyone's discussion, a thin man stood up tremblingly. He didn't dare to look at Polly, but Polly suddenly shouted:

"Why don't you just stand up."

This voice made everyone tremble, and this thin man's body shook like chaff. He stammered:

"I, I just received a harassing phone call..."

When this thin man spoke, Polly knew for sure that this shrill voice was him.

Then he said:

"Everyone else is very honest and I am very satisfied, so they can leave. But you, please stay."

When everyone left, Polly closed the door.

No longer pretending, he asked directly:

"Okay, I can tell, and you should have heard my voice, so can you tell me where you got that phone?"

The reason why this thin man was so nervous and scared was because he recognized this man's voice immediately. He never dreamed that buying a mobile phone cheaply would lead to such a big trouble.

"Bought it."

“Who did I buy it from, where did I buy it from, and when did I buy it?”

Polly frowned, and the man became even more nervous, and he started to stutter again:

"Yesterday, last night, I bought it from a white-haired man in the waste gas factory where they often sell stolen goods."

"take me."

Then Polly looked at the man and added:

"As you can see, I am a friend of the owner of the mobile phone you bought. If you can let me find the white-haired man, I guarantee that you can continue to work and you will get a reward, but if you can't find it, I'm afraid... ..."

The thin man nodded immediately and said:

"You can find it, you can definitely find it. I often go there to look for things."

Half an hour later, Charles, Polly, and the thin man huddled in the back seat drove to an abandoned factory. The strange thing was that there were not only people in this remote abandoned factory, but also a lot of people. It seemed that this place had become a A dedicated point of sale.

Polly looked at the address and remembered the place.

No. 488 Ruti Road.

Maybe it will come in handy in the future.

After arriving at the place, this thin man refused to get out of the car. The fear in his eyes was clearly visible. Fortunately, he provided a very detailed description. As long as he entered, he could see a man with white hair and a tattoo on his forehead. He is the seller.

Moreover, the thin man repeatedly assured that the news was absolutely true and he would not run away.

It seems that this white-haired man's prestige in the neighborhood is not low, and ordinary people dare not mess with him.

When Polly and Charles came to the white-haired man's stall, the white-haired man was still laughing with a few young people dressed in weird clothes. He was not surprised at all when they saw the visitor, and casually introduced:

“Choose what you want, and I’ll tell you the price after you’ve chosen it.”

"Boss, can you ask where this thing comes from?"

Polly asked casually, but he didn't expect that his words seemed to violate a taboo. The white-haired man immediately turned his face and cursed:

"Where did this egg come from? You don't know the rules? Who brought him here? Get out of here and don't disturb the good mood of labor and management."

Unexpectedly, the other stall owners responded with a smile:

"Baimao, it would be nice to have some business."

"That's right, how can you drive people out like this?"

...

But this white-haired man had a bad temper and a big reputation. He said:

"Employers and employers are free to do business. You can buy it or not, come here or not. If you don't want to buy it, get out. Don't ask around here. Did your mother give you a mouth just to ask random questions? "

Charles sighed at this time. Although he didn't know much about Polly, he knew that things might not be good today.