After cooking these people, Wang Zhe went back to the hotel to sleep.

As for the threat in Brother Zhao's mouth before leaving, Wang Zhe didn't take it to heart.

Early the next morning, after having a simple breakfast at the hotel, Wang Zhe was ready to go to the Hanyang factory to get the zinc and titanium alloy he needed.

As soon as he walked out of the hotel, Wang Zhe's phone rang.

"Brother Wang Zhe, hello, I'm so sorry to call you so early."

On the other end of the phone, an apologetic voice from a middle-aged man rang.

As soon as Wang Zhe heard it, he knew that this was Director Zhang, who went to the governor's office yesterday to get the approval document.

"You're welcome, Director Zhang, what's the matter?"

Wang Zhe asked in some surprise.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that there are some minor problems with yesterday's approval."

Director Zhang said.

"Oh, what's the problem?"

Wang Zhe asked.

"Brother Wang Zhe, you haven't gone to the Hanyang factory yet, have you?"

Director Zhang asked.

"I came too late yesterday, and now I'm getting ready to go." Wang Zhe said.

"That's good, when you came over yesterday, the new clerk in the office got the wrong specification of the approval and made it a level of resource mobilization."

Director Zhang explained on the other end of the phone: "Originally, there was no problem with the dispatch letter sent by us, but without the signature of the general director, I am afraid that the Hanyang factory will not actively do this thing, and I can't get resources for half a day, wasting your time." ”

"Oh, I see. It doesn't matter, I'm not in a hurry, and it doesn't matter if I wait. Wang Zhe said.

"Brother Wang Zhe, don't worry, I am already reworking the approval document, and I will do it as soon as possible, and then transmit it through space technology, which will not delay your time."

Director Zhang said politely.

"Then it's going to trouble Director Zhang." Wang Zhe said.

"No trouble, no trouble."

……

The Hanyang Factory, located on the outskirts of the M10 district, covers a wide area and can be said to be a pillar industry in the entire M10 district.

In the luxurious office building in the east factory area.

Zhao Gao sat in a wheelchair, his whole body covered with bandages.

"Check, give me a hard check. Be sure to find out that kid from yesterday! ”

Zhao Gao gritted his teeth and said.

However, it may be that the cause of the wound in anger made him cry out in pain all of a sudden.

In front of Zhao Gao, it was the skinny young man who was finally let out by Wang Zhe yesterday to drive.

At this time, although his limbs were not disabled by Wang Zhe, his nose and face were swollen, and his forehead was still a little congested, and his injuries were not clear.

"Brother Zhao, I have already sent someone to investigate. I just don't know if that kid reported his real name yesterday. The skinny young man replied.

"Idiot! Can't you find out if it's not your real name? ”

Seeing the thin young man in front of him, Zhao Gao was angry.

If it weren't for this kid yesterday, how could he have been beaten so badly for no reason.

Zhao Gao's father is the workshop director of the Hanyang factory, and he Zhao Gao is a veritable second-generation factory. With such a respected identity, it is usually too late for others to stammer, when have they ever suffered such a blood loss.

"Yesterday, that kid dared to shoot at me directly without even asking, plus that skill, he is definitely not from our M10 area. Even if he lied, you wouldn't have asked someone to go to the station to keep watch? ”

Zhao Gao banged on the table and roared.

However, Zhao Gao's shout pulled the wound again, and his face was hideous.

"Yes, yes, yes."

The thin young man nodded and said yes again and again.

"Get out! If you don't find that kid for me, don't give me back!" ”

Zhao Gao pointed at the thin young man's nose and scolded.

The thin young man nodded again and again, and left the office in fear.

……

After several tosses, Wang Zhe found the gate of the Hanyang factory.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Before he approached Wang Zhe, he was stopped by the doorman at the gate of the factory.

Wang Zhe took out the approval document and said to the doorman: "I came from the M11 area to dispatch material resources." ”

"Dispatch materials again?"

The doorman took the approval and said with some dissatisfaction.

Recently, there are too many companies that have dispatched materials, which has led to the recent tight construction period of the entire Hanyang plant, and there has been no rest for two weeks.

Now seeing that Wang Zhe is coming over to dispatch resources, he can't help but be a little dissatisfied.

"You wait here, I'll go in and give you an announcement, and look at the plan."

The doorman said a word, and then turned around and walked into the factory.

In the dispatch room, the thin young man was frantically making phone calls.

At this time, the doorman knocked on the door and came in, and said to the thin young man: "Brother Tian, there is a kid named Wang Zhe in the M11 area who came over with a dispatch letter and wanted to mobilize a little resource. ”

"Fuck off, don't bother me. Let the kid stay there. ”

The thin young man said angrily. Now when he hears about the M11 area, he is furious.

"Yes, yes."

The doorman nodded, and immediately prepared to leave.

The skinny young man suddenly remembered something, "Wait, what did you just say that kid's name?" ”

"Wang, Wang Zhe."

The doorman looked at the dispatch letter and confirmed.

"From the M11 area?"

The skinny young man asked.

"Yes."

The doorman nodded.

"Quick, get the surveillance at the door out."

The skinny young man immediately shouted at a person next to him who was controlling the screen.

Soon, Wang Zhe's figure appeared on the screen.

"Smack!"

The thin young man slapped the table, pointed to the screen and said, "Damn, it's this grandson!" ”

After speaking, he pointed to the doorman and said, "You go and drag this kid for me, don't let him run away." ”

After speaking, the thin young man walked out without looking back.

The doorman was a little puzzled, but he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately returned to the factory gate.

"You come in first and wait, it's still arranged."

Walking to the door, the doorman said to Wang Zhe.

"Okay."

Wang Zhe didn't care, and followed into the guard's room.

On the other side, in Zhao Gao's room, a hurried knock came from the door.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, good news."

The thin young man hurried in.

"Found out the kid's identity?" Zhao Gao asked.

"Not yet." The skinny young man replied.

"I didn't find it, what are you doing when you come back!"

Zhao Gao said with an ugly face.

"That's right, that kid came to our factory today and took a dispatch letter to come over to adjust the materials." The skinny young man said.

"Oh, you're here to do something in the factory?" Zhao Gao's eyes flashed, "What specification of dispatch letter?" ”

"It's just an ordinary dispatch letter."

The skinny young man replied.

"Good! There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into! ”

Zhao Gao patted the wheelchair and said with a hideous expression.

"You go and lead that kid to the South Warehouse."

Zhao Gao said coldly.

"Brother Zhao, you mean to use security guards?"

The thin young man asked in some surprise.

"You don't have to worry about the rest, just do it." Zhao Gao said.

"Yes."

The thin young man took the order and withdrew.

Walking out of the room, the skinny young man sent a message to the doorman.

The doorman received the message, turned to Wang Zhe and said, "Wang Zhe, right?" Come with me. ”

As he spoke, he took the lead and led Wang Zhe towards the south warehouse.