297: C297 My Cousin Is the Director of the Factory

C297 My Cousin Is the Director of the Factory

He saw a middle-aged man working hard while a young man in his twenties stood beside him, smoking and playing with his cellphone.

Wendu was puzzled. What was going on? Thus, he walked over to the employee beside him and asked, "Brother, are those two relatives?"

The employee shook his head. "No relatives without reason."

"Ugh!" Wendu was surprised for a moment: "Then why is there one who has nothing better to do?"

The employee looked at Wendu formally: "Bro, you must be looking for a job …"

Wendu shook his head. He felt like he couldn't get any answers out of it, so he walked up to the young man who was smoking and playing games. "Bro, everyone else is working. Why are you the only one who has nothing to do?"

The young man pursed his lips and lowered his head to continue his game.

Wendu took out a cigarette and handed it to him: "Bro, tell me more, let me have a good look."

The young man took the cigarette and said, "You're quite rich, and you're a big Chinese." He shook his head and said arrogantly, "Clearly, he's helping me with my work."

"Work for you?" Wendu was puzzled. "Then your salary is going to be given to him?"

The young man lit up a cigarette. "Why should I give it to him? He's not anyone on my side. Don't ask me why I'm so arrogant, because my brother is the factory manager."

"The factory director?" Wendu immediately understood that this was using his power to suppress others.

He walked in front of the middle-aged man, who was sweating profusely, and pulled him back. "Stop doing this, I'll make the decision for you."

The middle-aged man turned his head. "Little brother is useless. I was just thinking of returning home soon …" He went back to work.

Wendu's face turned cold. He took out his phone and called Han Gao.

Han Gao didn't manage to succeed in his business and just came back dejectedly when he saw his boss's phone number.

"Hello, boss."

"Where are you?" Wendu's angry voice entered Han Gao's ears.

That's not right, why does it feel like the boss is in a bad mood? Han Gao replied, "I didn't manage to talk properly just now, but I'm on my way back now."

"Business? What business? " Wendu said angrily: "I'll give you ten minutes. Immediately appear in front of me, I'm on the scene right now."

Wendu hung up the phone and walked outside angrily.

He stood in a large open area and called Chen Xing, asking her to inform everyone to stand outside in the open area for a meeting.

After a few minutes, some people came out one after another and lined up in a row.

In seven to eight minutes, everyone who should have come out had come out.

Mother of Wendu walked over to Wendu. "What's going on?"

"Mom, you and Daughter-in-law can just watch and be angry." Wendu said angrily.

It was Mother of Wendu's first time seeing her son like this. She dragged Father Wendu, who wanted to ask something, and looked at him from a distance.

Wang San and Wu Bing were quite smart. After taking out a few stools for them to sit on, they quickly stood to the side of the line.

To be honest, this was the first time the two of them saw Wendu like this.

"Flute —"

The car soon stopped in the line. Han Gao came out from the inside and walked in front of Wendu: "Boss."1

"Han Gao, I ask you …" Wendu said sullenly, "Is there another position of factory director in our factory?"

Han Gao nodded: "Yes, it was to invite a statistician."

"Yes!" Wendu snorted: "Guess what I saw today?"

Han Gao and Zou Zi frowned: "This …"

Wendu saw the middle-aged man and shouted as he pointed: "You, come out!"

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