The metaphysics milk stick, he took the president to become rich overnight

"Leave it to me here, go and find someone who can help you as Si Jin said." Yue Han patted Rong Ni on the shoulder and said so.

Jin Yixin also waved at Rong Ni, "Go, go, I'm here to make you happy."

"But I don't believe it..." Before Rong Ni finished speaking, Wei Mingyang put his hand on his shoulder behind him.

Wei Mingyang: "Stop dawdling, just take a look and come back."

Without waiting for Rong Ni to refute, Wei Mingyang pulled him to the left, and hated his limping appearance very much, so he stretched out his hand directly to him, "Master, I will only scratch your arm once. Don't even think about it in the future."

Rong Ni grabbed his arm hesitantly, and was really worried about Jin Yixin, "Is Jin Yixin okay? Doctor Yue has always told me that he is not in good health and is very delicate."

Wei Mingyang: "The Jin family will die if they catch a cold. If something really happened, it might be a big deal, but with Han Han, it should be fine. Don't think too much, just go to the left and see who you can meet."

"Aren't all the people you meet now? It's nothing special. Why do you believe what he says?"

"Shh..." Wei Mingyang directly made a silent gesture to him, and then pointed to a baby-faced boy who was standing at the gate with a briefcase in his hand and looked a bit dull.

Probably because he has a baby face, this man doesn't look very big, after seeing a potbellied boss, he hurried over, "Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, please don't leave me. "

The man he called Mr. Wu squinted at him, snorted coldly, and asked the bodyguards beside him to stop him, "Really, you can come to this kind of place if your ghosts linger every day? Let me tell you, I have fired you, pack up and leave quickly!"

"But Mr. Wu, the company's accounts are really wrong. Your personal expenses are too high. It's obvious that you embezzled public funds. This is not acceptable..."

"Tsk tsk tsk." Mr. Wu lit a cigarette and took a puff, "Xiao Zhang, you are really serious and responsible in your work, but this is the problem. You are too responsible, Xiao Zhang, you should just keep your eyes open for some things. Turn a blind eye, what embezzlement of public funds? The company's money is mine!"

"But, but in this case, the salary of the employees..."

"Wages can be reduced. If we want to deduct money, we can always find a way to deduct it?"

"But this is wrong, all the details..."

"The details are just a form, you can change it, Xiao Zhang, you Angkor is here to say something sweet to you, people, don't be so rigid in doing things, be tactful, tactful, understand?

If the employee is not satisfied, you can fire him or just recruit again. You, in fact, do things pretty well, but you are not smooth enough. If you turn a blind eye to it, I can still use you. "Speaking, Mr. Wu took another puff of cigarette with great enjoyment.

"This is wrong. A company must take the interests of employees as the premise in order to achieve long-term success. If you do this..."

"Hey, you kid, you're still too immature, let's go, this place is not for an ordinary person like you." Mr. Wu waved his hand and asked the bodyguards beside him to drive him away.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, I really need this job. I have younger brothers and sisters who have to go to school. I..."

"Let him go." Mr. Wu impatiently waved his hand and was about to enter the door.

In the end, Rong Ni and Wei Mingyang blocked him directly at the door, "Hey, these two young masters are..."

Mr. Wu squinted his eyes and looked again and again, and finally fixed his eyes on Rong Ni's face, "Isn't this the young master of the Rong family? Why, this studio is finally closed, and I figured it out and started doing business with your father?"

"I……"

Before Rong Ni could say anything, Wei Mingyang stood in front of him, raised his head and said, "The Rong family is just a small commodity business, and they can't do it after a few years. I think the future of the photography industry is very good. Yes, Master Rong works hard, maybe he can open chain stores across the country, and then he can connect with the entertainment industry, and it would be nice to take pictures of celebrities."

Mr. Wu squinted his eyes and looked suspiciously at the handsome young master in his 30s (Wei Mingyang was the same age as Rong Ni), "You are..."

"Mr. Wu, although the tobacco industry makes a lot of profits, the risks are quite high. It's not a good thing for you to treat employees like this."

"Haha, I get it, I get it, you are a young man who doesn't know anything yet, your wings haven't grown hard yet."

Wei Mingyang snorted coldly, "Whether it's hard or not, it's not up to you fat pig."

fat pig...

When Rong Ni heard what Wei Mingyang said, cold sweat broke out on his back, this young master of the Wei family really dared to speak.When he looked at Mr. Wu opposite him, his face was flushed with anger.

"You, you really don't have a tutor, you, you, you, you, you, lack of social beatings!"

"Beatings from the society?" Wei Mingyang grinned at Mr. Wu, very insolently, "With my qualifications, why should I experience the beatings from the society? If you want to be beaten, you should be beaten. Xiao Wu, your tobacco factory still Do you want it?"

"You, how can you talk to me like this, I want to talk to your parents, and I must ask him to discipline you well."

"Talk to my elders? Heh—" Wei Mingyang sneered, "You don't have the qualifications, Xiao Wu."

"What's your name! I must..."

The smile on Wei Mingyang's face deepened, "My name is Wei Mingyang, you can go to find my grandfather or uncle, as long as you can get in my Wei family's door. Xiao Wu, your tobacco factory is down."

"Wei Weiwei, the Wei family..." Mr. Wu's legs softened, and he sat down on the ground, "How could people from the Wei family be in Rongcheng..."

Wei Mingyang took it for granted: "My family is going to open a medical clinic, so I just come and have fun, can't I? Do I still need to ask you for instructions?"

"No, no, no, no, no, young master, you can go wherever you want, young master, that, that... smoke, smoke?" President Wu hurriedly handed over a cigarette.

"Hehe." Wei Mingyang sneered, and without giving Mr. Wu another look, he pulled Rong Ni towards the baby-faced Zhang.

"Probably this is the person. Go talk to him about salary. Seeing what he did before, he should be a good account manager. A photographer, an accountant and a secretary. A simple photo studio should be enough Is it done?"

Rong Ni was stunned, "Huh? Big, probably..."

Isn't opening a photo studio just for fun?Is it really about to be opened in such a daze?