What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

The next morning.

Wang Wei drove to Mingjun Group alone with deep worries.

He didn't sleep much all night, and he kept thinking about the Du brothers.

He had no choice but to make the call to Du Degui yesterday. After all, he couldn't hide the fact that he asked Zou Chengkai to beat up Du Deshun that night.

He admitted to beating Du Deshun.

But who did it to smash the opponent's knee?

Standing in front of the company, Wang Wei's eyes lit up and he turned his head suddenly to look at Tanghui Investment Company across the road.

"Could it have been done by outsiders like them?" Wang Wei muttered in a strange way.

Tang Xiaohui and Du Deshun had a bad fight over business grabbing.

In the following days, the two groups had many minor conflicts.

Du Deshun took advantage of his long roots in Wangjiang and often asked friends from various departments to go to the KTV under Tang Xiaohui's name to fine him.

And Tang Xiaohui relied on the fact that she was not Wangjiang's person, and she thought that she would retreat if the worst happened, so she sent people to block Du Deshun's people if nothing happened, and if they were caught, they would be beaten up!

Wang Wei knew the grievances between their two families.

He concluded in his heart that Tang Xiaohui had probably asked someone to smash Du Deshun's leg.

However, Wang Wei will definitely not care about this kind of thing. If Du Degui is capable, let him investigate it himself.

Wang Wei walked into the company and came to his office.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Lin Youtian sitting on Wang Wei's chair, holding a small cigarette and smoking it with gusto.

"What are you doing?" Wang Wei asked with a frown.

There are so many employees in the company that Wang Wei can't even recognize a manager, let alone a cleaner.

He didn't know Lin Youtian, but Lin Youtian's current behavior was obviously too impolite.

"Mr. Wang, you are here, I...I..." Lin Youtian immediately put out the cigarette butt and stood up, hesitating and speechless, and in the end he could only scratch his head in embarrassment.

Since he got involved in the Mingjun Group, he came to Wang Wei's office early every day, dreaming in his mind that after Xue Qing and her daughter took over the company, they would arrange an office for himself and replace it with a leather boss chair.

But I didn't expect that Wang Wei came very early today and blocked him in the office.

Seeing that he was getting older, Wang Wei didn't say anything else. He pointed at the table and said, "Help me wipe the table. It's all dusty."

"Hey! Okay, Mr. Wang."

Lin Youtian immediately took out the rag from his waist and bent down to wipe the table.

Wang Wei sat on a chair, picked up the documents on the table and read them casually. His eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the remaining half of Lin Youtian's cigarette in the ashtray.

A cleaning worker actually smokes such high-grade cigarettes.

Wang Wei suddenly became interested, put down the document and said: "You are in good condition, and you are still smoking Huazi."

"Yes, my niece is rich and loves me. She provides me with all my cigarettes."

"My mother-in-law, it's great to have such a niece!" After Wang Wei finished his praise, he asked: "By the way, I always see a bunch of you cleaning staff running to the restaurant next door to eat at noon."

"Is the food cooked by the company not delicious? If it is not delicious, tell me and I will ask the people in the cafeteria to be more careful when cooking."

Wang Wei is definitely a good boss and is not careless at all when it comes to caring about his employees.

"Without Mr. Wang, the food in the cafeteria is quite delicious." Lin Youtian said with a simple and honest smile: "I just thought that everyone came out to work. If my conditions are better, I can treat them to a meal and improve things. Food, making friends, stuff like that.”

"Haha, okay." Wang Wei smiled and didn't answer.

……

after awhile.

After Lin Youtian cleaned up and left the office, Wang Wei looked at the time and saw that it was time to go to work.

He picked up the intercom and dialed the front desk.

"I'm Wang Wei. Call the head of your administrative department to come to my office."

hang up the phone.

The administrative director soon came to Wang Wei's office.

"Mr. Wang, you are looking for me."

Wang Wei gestured with his hand: "Sit."

The administrative director stepped forward somewhat cautiously and sat on the chair.

"Let me ask, the new cleaner, where is he from? What does he do at home?"

The administrative manager thought hard for a long time, and then said with an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I forgot, but I remember one thing very clearly."

"The new cleaner is named Lin Youtian. When he came to apply, our company already had no shortage of cleaners."

"But he told me that he didn't need a salary, as long as he could go to work."

"He won't listen to me no matter what I say. He will work in our company whether or not he is alive."

"He also gave me a thousand yuan red envelope and asked me to arrange for him to work in the company. Mr. Wang, do you think this person is strange?"

Wang Wei asked with a smile: "Then you received a thousand yuan red envelope from him and let him work in the company?"

"No, no." The administrative director quickly explained: "It's not Mr. Wang like this. It was Lao Zhao who wanted to go home to take care of his grandson, and there happened to be a space available, so I asked him to come to work."

"Ouch, did you finally collect the red envelope?"

The administrative director's face turned red: "Uh... take it..."

"Haha, just accept it, you are a bastard if you don't earn money." Wang Wei smiled and said to himself: "I would rather spend money to come to work than get no salary. This is obviously not what I came to work for." .”

"Go find his resume and bring it over to me to see what he wants to do."

"Okay, Mr. Wang, please wait a moment."

A few minutes later.

The administrative director came back with Lin Youtian's resume, handed it to Wang Wei and said, "Here is Lin Youtian's resume and a copy of his ID card."

"Okay, I'll study him, you go out first."

"Okay, Mr. Wang, call me if you need anything." The administrative director exited the office and closed the door.

Wang Wei looked at Lin Youtian's resume, and the more he looked at it, the deeper his frown deepened.

The home address on Lin Youtian's resume is listed as Linjiang City, a prefecture-level city within the jurisdiction of Jiang Province, not far from Wangjiang.

The address on his ID card is Chongshan City, which is thousands of miles away from Wangjiang. He is not from the same area at all.

"Chongshan City...Chongshan..."

Wang Wei muttered for a long time and suddenly remembered that Mingjun Group had a branch in Chongshan, and Fang Jun was there now.

"Damn it! It couldn't be that the mother and daughter had some trouble, right?"

Wang Wei suddenly thought of Xue Qing's mother and daughter, and he continued to look at the resume.

I saw that the name of the emergency contact was my sister, named Lin Yanhua.

Looking at the mobile phone number on the back of Li Yanhua, Wang Wei didn't even hesitate. He picked up his mobile phone and entered the number, then gritted his teeth and broadcast it.

The phone was quickly answered, and the voice that came out sounded like that of an old woman.

"Hey! Who is it?"

"Hey...speak, you damn bastard! Can you speak!"

Qing's mother's unique shrewish voice was like a steel needle piercing Wang Wei's heart.

"I'm sorry, I typed wrongly."

Wang Wei hung up the phone and punched the table angrily.

"Fuck me! They two must be sick!"