Fufeng Construction Company has just been established, the time is only a few months, and the office is located in a high-end office building, which is also for the early recruitment of workers, as well as for the negotiation of the business of the project, and the convenience of receiving customers, which is the hardware strength of the company's face.

Because the office area is not large, it is only about 100 square meters, and half of the space has to be separated for the reception of customers.

Therefore, the rest of the place, which is only more than fifty square meters, is divided into five or six individual compartments of different sizes.

In these five or six compartments, there are the offices of the principal and deputy managers, as well as the financial room and conference room, and the rest is the office of the clerks, which is generally crowded and crowded.

Wang Leng didn't know Huang Yuan, and asking her for questions was just asking for directions.

But Huang Yuan saw that Wang Leng was dressed very dirty, thinking that he was a construction worker on the construction site, so he didn't even want to say more, and replied to him in an almost mechanical way.

"I think you're mistaken!"

Wang Leng saw that he had been misunderstood and wanted to explain.

"Go back and wait for the letter! It is estimated that in March next year, the project money will come down, and it will be ...... by then."

Huang Yuan spoke, didn't look at Wang Leng, and directly signaled to Director Li next to him and asked him to deal with it.

Wang Leng couldn't figure out the situation, and thought: You really treat me as a migrant worker, then I will be a migrant worker today!

"Smack......

Just do it, without waiting for Director Li to come over, Wang Leng worked hard and rushed directly into the deputy manager's office.

The luxurious decoration inside the door, the space is not small, there are more than 30 square meters, and all kinds of supporting facilities are complete, which deeply impacts Wang Leng's eyeballs, and it feels like it will come up!

Without looking closely, Wang Leng went straight to the Taipan desk, glanced at the position nameplate, and said a word loudly to the greasy uncle sitting in the boss's chair.

"Manager Chen, is my salary settled by the finances, and I have no money to eat for several days......

The greasy uncle behind the executive desk is surnamed Chen, who is over half a hundred years old, with a big belly and a beer belly, a fat type, a seriously out of shape, a bald head and shiny oil, acne scars and acne on his face, and a nouveau riche dressed as a rich man.

"You are?"

Manager Chen didn't seem to have woken up yet, and asked puzzled with a confused look.

Huang Yuan, who followed up on the side, said: "He is a worker on the construction site, and he has come to ask for wages!"

"Oh?"

When Manager Chen heard this, he stopped talking, and Nunu asked people to send Wang Leng out.

Director Li, who was also on the side, was also a human being, so he came over and pulled Wang Leng's arm without saying a word, wanting him to calm down and go out to solve something.

I didn't know that Director Li pulled for a long time and used his strength to eat cows, but he couldn't help Wang Leng at all.

"Humph......"

Wang snorted coldly, tried his best to restrain his mood, and said righteously: "We work so hard, we get up early and go to bed late every day, but we can't get paid. Now my family is really short of money, otherwise how would I find a company to ......?"

Director Li said: "Brother, you should know very well the situation in the company, everyone is difficult at the moment, and it is better to go outside to talk about something......

"Why can't you go outside and do things in person?"

Wang Leng was unmoved, and said coldly.

"No Why......"

But before Director Li could speak, Manager Chen opened his mouth first.

After saying this, he lit a cigarette and spit out the smoke ring comfortably, looking completely leisurely.

Wang stared at Manager Chen coldly, and his fists began to clench.

"You smoke a 100-yuan high-end cigarette, but we can't even afford to eat two-yuan steamed buns and pickles, do you think this is reasonable?"

Manager Chen smoked a cigarette and exhaled the fog, without raising his eyes, and smiled faintly.

"What does that mean?"

"We just want to get paid what we deserve, and I won't talk about any other nonsense......"

"The salary is not available for the time being, you go back and wait for the notice, and my office, which is not where you should come, I advise you to find out the situation, why should I call the security guard downstairs ......"

Manager Chen spit out a puff of cigarette, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and then said: "Don't make simple things so complicated, otherwise your salary will not be enough for you to compensate me for my losses!"

"What ......"

Wang was cold-blooded and strong, and after listening to the boss's words, even if he had a good temper, he was angry and turned into a bad temper.

The remuneration that the worker should have never been able to get without saying anything, but the other party spoke like this, and a bad breath came up, blocking Wang Leng's brain, so angry that he trembled all over, and once wanted to be impulsive.

But reason told him not to be impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil, and he can't hit people with his hands no matter what, and besides, if he does it, he will either die or be disabled.

He can't be rough until he has to.

"The company creates employment opportunities for you, so that you have something to do, a shift to attend, and a bite to eat, so that you will not become unemployed, sleeping on the road everywhere, picking up garbage...... And you don't want it, is it uncomfortable? If you don't feel comfortable, you can just leave......!

Manager Chen didn't finish a cigarette, lit another one, and his tone was obviously aggravated a lot.

"Then I have to thank you for saying that......"

Wang Leng held back his anger and tried his best to restrain his emotions.

Huang Yuan on the side shook his head and signaled him not to be impulsive.

As for Director Li and the staff outside the office, what should they do, they all have a high-minded attitude that they don't care about themselves.

After all, these people are also skilled in a hundred battles, and they have seen a lot of things to ask for wages, so they are already no strange!

"Thanks, do you have gratitude? If you had, you wouldn't be standing here talking to me!"

Manager Chen said, changed to a comfortable sitting position, and pressed the cigarette that he had only smoked two puffs into an ashtray made of silver on the desk.

"Smack......

But at this moment, Wang Leng seemed to be greatly stimulated, and slapped his palm on the Taipan platform, and the sound was deafening.

"Bang Bang ......"

Then there was another crisp sound, and the silver ashtray that pulled the wind exploded without warning, turning into fragments and splashing in all directions.

The strange thing is that the cigarette hoofs and soot inside, impartial, all smashed into Manager Chen's greasy face, making him embarrassed.

Manager Chen, who was sitting behind the executive desk, smiled instead of being angry, wiped the ashes on his face casually, and said indifferently: "I have a little ability...... But my ashtray is a little expensive!"

As he spoke, he shouted directly: "Xiaoyuan, you take him out, and calculate how much money I should lose!"

"Yes!"

Huang Yuan immediately responded and walked over.

After slapping a palm, Wang Leng regretted it a lot, knowing today's incident, I'm afraid it would be a bad end!

The ashtray made of silver, which seemed to be expensive, was slapped like a cow by him across the mountain, and it was directly shocked.

On the contrary, it is a mahogany executive desk, and there is no trace of damage at all, which is really unexpected.

According to some experts, an incomparably valuable ashtray is already a scrapped product.

From Manager Chen's sneering eyes, it can also be seen that how to deal with the compensation afterwards, it is estimated that there are countless plans in his heart.

While the situation has not gotten worse, although Wang Leng has no shame in his heart, he can't get angry again, otherwise he won't be able to end it.

He is one of the shareholders of the company, and he destroys the company's property, in fact, he is also distressed!

What he can do now is try to avoid the expansion of losses, and he can only pay the due price for his impulsive behavior, otherwise he will be even more responsible!

Without waiting for him to do anything more, Huang Yuan tugged at his sleeve and asked him to follow him.

Wang Leng thought about it, and finally lowered his head without saying a word, and followed Huang Yuan out of the office.

As soon as he left, there was another episode in Manager Chen's office.

looked at the silver ashtray worth more than 200,000 yuan, which was bought to install the façade, was shocked into slag by an inconspicuous migrant worker with a seemingly random slap.

Isn't it just that the wages were not paid in time? At most, it was only one or two thousand yuan, but it was a small matter of less than 10,000 yuan, but it was done like this.

Manager Chen's face was gloomy, and the old face he had always been proud of gradually couldn't hang up!

If nothing else, it is more than 200,000 high-end handicrafts, as fragile as glass, is this the quality of the ashtray is not good, or the authenticity of the raw material silver?