"Xu Tingting, Fang Dacheng, Li Xiang...... Shen Fang ......" Song Zhichao took the roll call list, stood in front of everyone, and calmly pointed out the names of the employees.

Uncle Kun helped Diao Jiahua, who was lying on the ground humming, up.

Every employee didn't dare to breathe, looking at Song Zhichao, he didn't understand how this handsome young man could be so ruthless.

Because I don't understand, I feel mysterious, and because I am mysterious, I feel even more scared, so everyone is very honest, and when they are called by name, the voice of the answer is much louder than before.

Diao Jiahua was helped up, muttering uncleanly, asking Uncle Kun to help him go to the doctor, to check his injuries, and said that he would report to Miss Fu and avenge himself.

Before he could turn around, Song Zhichao suddenly closed the roll call list and said to him, "Let you go?"

"What? Why can't I go?" Diao Jiahua was very inward-looking, and was really scared by Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao took two steps closer to him.

Diao Jiahua took two steps back, looking flustered, "Do you want to do it?"

Song Zhichao hooked his finger at him.

Diao Jiahua stiffened her head and glared at Song Zhichao with an unconvinced look.

Song Zhichao picked up the roll call and threw it on Diao Jiahua's head, "I haven't finished speaking, are you leaving?"

Diao Jiahua gritted her teeth, her eyes breathed fire, I endure.

"What? If you don't accept it, you will fight back! If you don't fight back, what kind of big guy are you, do you mean that you Aberdeen are all as wasteful as you?"

Diao Jiahua was furious, protected his head with one hand, and pointed at Song Zhichao, "I warn you, don't hit me on the head again!"

Song Zhichao smiled, "Okay, okay, I'll satisfy your ---" snapped on the ground, this time he didn't hit his head, he slapped his face again.

The splint on the roll call list was very sharp, and Diao Jiahua was directly drawn out of his nosebleed, looking miserable.

When Song Zhichao raised the starting list again, Diao Jiahua was completely scared, covered his head with his hands, and didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing that he confessed, Song Zhichao contemptuously plucked his ears with his little finger, blew his fingertips, and then said to Diao Jiahua slowly: "Tell you, you were expelled!"

……

"Others disbanded. All the management came to my office!" Song Zhichao gave the first order after Liwei.

The team dispersed, and the other employees began to return to their posts to prepare for work, as the head of the finance department of the dance hall and the foreman of the front hall, they followed Song Zhichao's ass and went to the office.

The manager's office is actually next to the wine reservoir room, different from the simple layout outside, the manager's room in front of me is very beautiful, 21-inch "Sony" brand large color TV, equipped with luxury "Hitachi" brand air conditioner, there is also a "Xia Deli" brand water dispenser in the corner, and "Rongsheng" brand refrigerator, a huge plaque engraved with "grand plan", leather sofa, high-end desk, the whole atmosphere is very magnificent.

It turned out that this manager's office was first used by Brother Mark himself, so it was a little more luxurious in terms of decoration, and then he hired a professional manager, so he gave up this room, on the one hand, it was to win people's hearts, on the other hand, he was not often in the dance hall, and he wanted to go out to socialize, so it was a waste to be idle in such a good place.

Walking into the office, Song Zhichao took off his blazer and threw it on the forked hanger against the wall, and then pulled his tie with his hands to make himself more casual, and then walked behind the desk, sat down, crossed his legs, leaned on the boss's chair, and had a serious expression.

The treasurer, the four dance hall foremen followed his ass into the house, because Song Zhichao showed the hand before, they all frightened these people, do you think, even characters like Diao Jiahua were pumped by Song Zhichao, who of them dare to move.

So, the five of them stood in a row very obediently, put their hands on their stomachs, and waited respectfully for the new general manager to speak.

Song Zhichao didn't speak, touched the cigarette case with his hand, took one out and put it in his mouth, and before he took out a match to light the fire, the financial director with a bald head had already stepped forward quickly, took out the lighter he carried with him, and helped Song Zhichao light the cigarette.

Song Zhichao lit a cigarette and gently patted the back of the other party's hand with his fingers to express his gratitude.

The treasurer's bones were a little crispy, and he wiped back his sparse hair that was about to be bald with his hand, and said to Song Zhichao with a smile: "Manager Song, I am Wang Defa, the treasurer here, just call me Ah Fa." ”

Song Zhichao squinted at him and spit out a puff of smoke, "Director Wang, there are just some things for you to do." ”

"If there is anything, if you tell me, I will definitely take care of it. Director Wang is a fine person, nodding his head, his expression full of sincerity.

Song Zhichao nodded, "Take all the financial statements for this half year, I want to take a look." ”

"All of them?" Director Wang was stunned.

"Yes, all. Song Zhichao's tone was unquestionable, "I have to look at the wine purchase report, sales report, and employee salary schedule." ”

"This ......"

"What, a little embarrassed?" Song Zhichao leaned at him.

Director Wang's heart sank, "Don't be embarrassed, don't be embarrassed! I'll do it now! I'll do it right away!"

Director Wang almost ran out of the door, wiped a cold sweat from his forehead, and went to get the report.

After Director Wang went out, Song Zhichao turned the boss's chair in a chic manner, his eyes were burning, and he pointed to the four foremen with a cigarette in his hand, "I got it when I took the roll call just now, if I remember it well, your name is Pan Wenbin, your name is Jiang Chao, and your name is Wang Xiaofeng, and your name is Zeng Xiaohong." ”

Song Zhichao said all the names of the four in one breath. This made the four foremen feel very surprised, they didn't expect Song Zhichao's memory to be so good. You must know that there are almost sixty employees in the entire dance hall, and Song Zhichao has only gone to work for the first time and contacted them for the first time.

If they knew that in his previous life, Song Zhichao controlled the huge real estate kingdom and financial empire, and the management under his command alone reached three or four hundred, and he could recite everyone's name backwards, they would not be so surprised.

"Do you know what I mean by calling you here?" Song Zhichao looked at the four of them with a smile.

The four of you look at me, I look at you, and then shook their heads.

Song Zhichao flicked the cigarette ash, "It's very simple, no matter what you have done before, stand on the sidelines, I hope you can support me in the future." ”

Among the four people, Wang Xiaofeng and Zeng Xiaohong immediately expressed their positions after listening, "Don't worry, Mr. Song, we will definitely fully support your work." ”

The other two people, Pan Wenbin and Jiang Chao, were silent.

Song Zhichao didn't care, took a puff of his cigarette, glanced at Pan Wenbin, and then asked casually: "Foreman Pan, was that bottle of Chivas Regal delicious last night?"

Pan Wenbin was so excited that he couldn't help but say, "How do you know?" After speaking, he knew that he had missed his mouth. It turned out that there was a drunk guest last night who had more than half a bottle of Chivas Regal for 12 years, Pan Wenbin became greedy, gave the bottle of wine to greedy ink, and then after work, he took his horse and a group of little brothers to open a foreign meat restaurant nearby.

In fact, he has been doing this kind of thing for a long time, especially when he stands in line with Diao Jiahua, and with Diao Jiahua covering him, he is even more unscrupulous, and he doesn't know how much wine he has drunk in the dance hall. It is precisely because of this that Song Zhichao asked him to express his position just now, so he was silent.

"If no one knows, he must not do it. Song Zhichao leisurely spat out a smoke ring.

The cold sweat on Pan Wenbin's forehead came down.

Song Zhichao didn't seem to see it, and spit out a smoke ring at Jiang Chao again: "Director Jiang, I heard that you are responsible for selling discarded wine bottles?"

Jiang Chao's heart trembled violently.

"Yes, I'm responsible. ”

"I heard that the uncle who collects waste is your relative?"

The cold sweat on Jiang Chao's forehead also broke out.

It's a little uncomfortable to speak, "Yes, so what?"

"Not really. Song Zhichao was still not salty, his tone was calm, he stood up, gently extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the desk, and then walked to Pan Jiang and the others.

The two of them suddenly felt that Alexander, as if he was not a person at this moment, but a fierce beast that could devour people.

They were dripping in cold sweat and their eyes were terrified.

Walking to Pan Wenbin's side, Song Zhichao put his hand on his shoulder intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a calm tone: "Do you know that it is illegal to hide guests' drinks privately?"

Then he looked at Jiang Chao again: "Do you know that embezzlement of public funds is a crime?"

"We're not!" Pan Wenbin and Jiang Chao almost said in unison.

Song Zhichao smiled, as if he was watching the biggest joke, and his eyes were contemptuous: "You say, do I believe it?"

The two of them were silent.

Wang Xiaofeng and Zeng Xiaohong also looked at them with disdain, everyone knew that none of the people who followed Diao Jiahua were good.

"You, what do you want?" Pan Wenbin and Jiang Chao both softened a little. Song Zhichao is like a ghost and god, perceiving everything about them.

The corners of Song Zhichao's mouth curled, "Since you are used to being dogs, then do me a favor---"

Pan Jiang and the two glanced at each other, but they were not angry because Song Zhichao compared them to dogs.

"What do you want to do?" they asked in unison.

Song Zhichao patted Pan Wenbin's shoulder vigorously and smiled, as if he was driving the galloping hound, "Of course it's Diao Jiahua to death!"

He doesn't like the spring breeze to blow and give birth, and he doesn't like others to think about him behind his back.

The experience of his previous life taught him that he must be ruthless in dealing with the enemy, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and not even give him a chance to bubble!