Wang Lai finished making a phone call in the security room, walked out, and said to the Wen family hall: "Mr. Wen, please, Young Master Xiaobu is coming out." ”

While speaking, Wang Lai opened the door, stood next to the door frame and made a gesture of please, inviting Wenjia Hall to enter.

"Okay. ”

Wen Jiating nodded and walked inside.

The reporters followed suit.

When they left, they also glanced at the security guard Wang Lai proudly.

See, watchdog, aren't you going to let us in?

Next to the door frame, Wang Lai pulled a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

After walking in the Wenjia Hall, Wang Lai leaned back, and at the same time stretched out his foot against the opposite door frame: "Did I let you in?

I really thought he wouldn't be able to hear these people's voices in the security room!

"You!" the reporters' faces turned green in an instant: "What do you mean by that?!"

Not only them, but even the Wen Family Hall was stunned.

Is this security guard crazy?

At the door of the group, in front of reporters, with your feet against the door?

Are you sure that this will not discredit your group?

If they just report it, I guess you'll be finished!

"What do you mean? Wang Lai yawned and said: "You reporters who are malicious to our Lu Group, just stay at the door! Also, I would like to advise you again, our treasurer is coming soon, hurry up!"

"Director!?, or Treasurer?"

The reporters' eyes lit up.

Watch dog, you're going to die on your own.

You are a watchdog, we don't care about you, we will directly find your leader to sue you!

Let him deduct your wages!

We don't believe that the leaders of your Lu Group dare to ignore the influence?!

They immediately looked around, and suddenly saw a man in a suit and leather shoes looking like a white-collar worker approaching.

It seems that this should be the treasurer that this security guard said.

Seeing the expressions of these reporters, Wang Lai shook his head, revealing a pitiful look.

"You're the treasurer of the Lu Group, right? Your security guards won't let us in! And you've done such a thing that damages the image of your group, don't you care? If this is reported, I'm afraid it will damage the image of your group!"

When a male reporter went up, it was a difficult meal, and a big hat was buttoned up.

When the treasurer heard this, he immediately frowned.

When the male reporter saw the leader's face, he immediately turned around and glanced defiantly at the security guard who was still in that posture - watchdog, you're done playing!

You see that the leader is still like this, I guess you don't need me to report, you will be cleaned up!

Seeing the reporter's provocative eyes, Wang Lai sneered, shook his head, and did not speak.

We don't know who finished yet.

This treasurer is a fitness freak who fights with people every day.

"Look for death!"

The treasurer scolded.

"Did you hear it, what about you, looking for death!"

The male reporter pointed at the security guard and said, "I haven't come to admit my mistake and apologize." ”

"I'm talking about you!"

The treasurer scolds again.

"Huh?!"

The male reporter looked confused, pointed at him and asked, "You said me?"

Isn't that me?

I'm not from your company!

"Nonsense!"

The treasurer took off his suit, then his shirt, and then showed his tendons.

"Poof!"

See the leader's tendon meat.

Wen Jiatang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

No, are you a treasurer or a fitness trainer?

How do you take off your clothes and have a lot of tendon meat?!

Don't you go to work every day?!

Light fitness?!

The financial director hugged the male reporter: "Let's go, let's talk about life!"

"Oh?!don't!"

Male journalists are crazy!

What the hell is going on?

The people in your company made a mistake, you don't ask, you just want to beat me!?

What am I doing?!

The guys in your company are a bunch of crazy people!

He was crazy, and the Wen family hall was also confused!

That's not right!

Even if it was a reporter's mistake, how did this leader know?

He couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked out loud.

"Brother this security guard, why didn't your leader say a word?

He is the first existence on the third-level rich list, and it is shameless to ask a security guard.

"No need to ask. Wang Lai shrugged and said: "According to the rules of our company, no matter who is right or wrong, whoever makes a small report should be beaten." ”

"Poof!"

Wenjiating wants to die!

What the hell is this?!

Besides, other reporters aren't from your company, right?

Why do you beat people?

"This is Lu Xiaobu's order?"

Wen Jiating continued to ask.

"No, we set it ourselves, Master Xiaobu doesn't care about us. Wang Lai said in a broken mind: "Young Master Xiaobu is good at everything, but he is too lazy, too lazy to have no humanity, every day in addition to sleeping, he plays games and pays money, and he doesn't know how to take care of us." ”

Listening to the security guard's broken thoughts, the corners of Wenjiatang's mouth twitched.

No?

Are there any employees who dislike their bosses?

Aren't you all longing for freedom?

At this time, another guy in a security uniform ran over from the field, holding two skewers in his hands: "Director, the roasted kidneys you want are roasted, slightly spicy." ”

"Poof!"

Wen Jiating smelled the smell of the skewers, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Skewers?!

It's not work time, where are the skewers?!

Also, how did you get out of the company?

Could it be the kebabs in the company cafeteria?

No, what company would prepare such a thing as a skewer?!

And the name of this guy, Director?!

Wen Jiating frowned and looked around.

Majordomo?

Is there a director here?

Why didn't he see it?

Then, he saw the new security guard and handed the skewers to Wang Lai, who was blocking the door: "Director, your clothes are not dry yet, wait a minute! ”

"It's okay, there's no hurry. Wang Lai took a bite of the skewer and said indifferently.

Then he looked at the Wen family hall again: "Mr. Wen, come to a string?"

"You're the director?!"

Wen Jiating looked at Wang Lai, who was wearing a security guard uniform and was eating skewers at the door, and asked in shock.

The director is the company's top management!

Now you're telling me that a security guard is the director?!

What director?!

Director of Security?!

Is there such a position?

"Ah, I'm the technical director. Wang Lai nodded and said: "When I went fishing just now, I accidentally fell into the water, my clothes were wet, and I was too lazy to change, so I took a set of security uniforms and put them on, and I was on duty by the way." ”

"Me!"

Wenjia Hall collapsed!

What the?!

What time is it now?

Shouldn't a normal company be in a meeting now?!

Arrange work, summarize progress, etc., etc.

And you?

What the hell is fishing!?

Don't you go to work?

Don't have a meeting?

Also, what kind of security guard are you a dignified technical director!?

You're a security guard, what are the security guards going to do?

He looked at the real security guard who had just come over and understood—I see, you security guards are kebabs, aren't they?

Are you all insane?

The security guard goes to the kebabs, and the technical director is the security guard?!

(End of chapter)