"Director, don't be angry, although the squad leader has a bad temper, has no respect for his superiors, is inconsiderate of his subordinates, and does not act recklessly, there is nothing wrong with him." Zhang Wenliu got up and poured a cup of hot tea for the director.

The director took the hot tea, pondered for a while, and said: "Alas, Hongshuo, it's a pity that you are too young and have little qualifications, otherwise you can be mixed with an official and a half-job." ”

Zhang Wenliu knew that the director wanted to push himself to the top, and it seemed that the gifts he gave really worked.

"Director, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."

"Tell me, you still have twists and turns?" The director laughed and scolded.

Zhang Wenliu didn't take it seriously at all, the boss can talk to you like this, which means that he doesn't treat you as an outsider, "Now the Jinchuan Police Station knows that I don't deal with Quanri, I want to ......"

"Applying for a change of work?" The director looked clear, he nodded and said: "What you are thinking about is also a problem, and it is really not suitable to work in the original unit if you have a conflict with the number one." ”

Zhang Wenliu shook his head with a smile and said, "It's not to apply for transfer, I hope you can transfer all day long." ”

What?

The director didn't turn around for a while, "You asked me to transfer the whole day away?" But the whole day is the squad leader of the Garifengdong Police Station, and the position of deputy section level is not something that can be moved. ”

"Then what conditions do you need to transfer him away?" Zhang Wenliu grinned.

The Administrator was silent.

Although he received a lot of things from Zhang Wenliu, he can still judge which is more important and the pros and cons of the matter, and he will not be led by Zhang Wenliu.

Zhang Wenliu suddenly said: "Director, I remember that my aunt has not worked yet, and I want to invite her to come to my store as an accountant, what do you think?" ”

The Director didn't expect him to even know this.

The director's wife is a standard housewife with a low education, but she is his childhood sweetheart, who grew up together, and the two have a deep relationship and have a daughter.

Now that my daughter has grown up, she is not studying well, and she wants to be admitted to a local university in Bangzi Country, which is tantamount to a fool's dream.

The director wanted to save the country and send his daughter to study in Amariken, but his salary was not high and he couldn't afford the expensive cost of studying abroad.

Seeing that the director was moved, Zhang Wenliu added another fire: "Don't you say, I now have three fast food restaurants, the one in Itaewon alone, with a daily turnover of 5,640,000 won." ”

In fact, Zhang Wenliu deliberately understated the revenue, he said the actual profit.

Rao's eyes widened.

"5,640,000 won? One day! The director's brain was racing, "Doesn't that mean that the money you earn in one day is worth half a year for me?" ”

In 04, the salary of the police in the stick country was not high, and it was more than 5 million won a year.

As a senior leader, the director will be more than 8 million won a year, but it will definitely not exceed 8 million won.

Now that he heard that Zhang Wenliu could make so much money in one day, and it was still a store, his psychology instantly lost his balance.

"I am tired and tired, I am afraid for a lifetime, and I can't earn a month's revenue from others, this world is too unfair!"

Zhang Wenliu looked at the door, walked to the director's side, and said in a low voice: "Director, I give my sister-in-law five percent of the shares, and hire her as a full-time accountant, you see?" ”

Boom—the Director swallowed hard.

Five percent of the shares!

At this rate of making money, doesn't that mean that your wife can get more than 80 million won a year?

In this way, the problem of my daughter's tuition is solved!

My daughter won't go outside to fool around, and my wife won't chant a mantra in her ear every day!

"That Hongshuo, your sister-in-law has a low level of education, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be competent......" The director was 10,000 willing in his heart, but he still pretended to prevaricate.

Zhang Wenliu heard that there was a drama in this, and continued: "The work belongs to the sister-in-law, this has to ask the sister-in-law's opinion, as the saying goes, women can hold up half the sky, and so on in the evening I will carry two bottles of good wine, and personally invite my sister-in-law to go out of the mountain!" ”

The director put down the teacup, with a smile on his face, and said to Zhang Wenliu: "This matter, you operate it yourself, I don't participate, alas, this person is old, he sticks to the rules and doesn't want to make progress." ”

……

Coming out of the director's office, Zhang Wenliu knew that the matter was half done.

Wealth is moving, let alone such a large fortune.

In capitalist countries, capital is king, and the law is just a tool to serve capital.

The biggest reason why many people can't be leaders is that they are reluctant to share their wealth.

If you don't give money to the leader, the leader won't promote you.

If you don't give your wealth to your subordinates, your subordinates won't really do things for you.

If you don't give your money to your wife, your wife will be cold.

Back at the Garibongdong Police Station, only Park Byung-ji and Oh Dong were fishing in the container.

"Where's the old horse?"

"Oh, Brother Ma went to the Viper Gang, and I heard that a group of women came over there." Park Byung-ji crossed Erlang's legs and cut his nails.

Zhang Wenliu took out two cards from his pocket and threw them to Park Byungzhi, "This is the VIP card of Xiaoyu'er fast food restaurant, you two will go to the store to spend in the future, and you will get a 5% discount." ”

“VIP?” Park Byungzhi hurriedly took it, only to see that this VIP card was beautifully made, with black lines on a white background, a golden carp printed on it, and a line of small words "Xiaoyuer Fast Food Restaurant VIP Platinum Card, No: 00031."

Leaving the Gary Fengdong Police Station, Zhang Wenliu took a taxi and went straight to the Viper Gang base camp.

From the 90s of the 20th century to the beginning of the 21st century, due to domestic propaganda, a large number of laborers poured out of the country and went to developed countries such as Amariken, Europe, cherry blossom country, and stick country.

Among them, there are naturally young and beautiful girls who want to make a lot of money while they are young.

That's what the Vipers do.

Helping these girls who smuggled to the country of sticks to find jobs, although they have to take a cut, at least they don't cheat people, and they don't sell these girls to Huang Chunzhi.

In the taxi, Zhang Wenliu took out his mobile phone and called Ma Dongxi: "Old Ma, why did you run away from the Viper Gang?" ”

"That day, I saw three strange-looking people, and when I asked, they were actually from the Viper Gang, and as soon as the viper died, these three people appeared, I don't think it's normal, okay, don't say anything else, I still have something to do here." Ma Dongxi hung up directly.

When you hit again, it keeps showing that you are on a call.

"Damn, Lao Ma won't fight with Zhang Qiandan!" Zhang Wenliu scolded, "Master, can you hurry up, I have something urgent." ”

The driver didn't raise his head: "If you have an emergency, you can take a plane, what kind of taxi to take." ”

Zhang Wenliu: ???

"Add 10,000 won and you'll be there in ten minutes."

"I really can't get there." The driver was a little moved.

“20000！”

"This really can't be reached, it's a few blocks away from here, and there are traffic lights, if you run a red light, you will have to deduct a lot of money."

Zhang Wenliu stretched out five fingers: "Fifty thousand, if it doesn't work, pull it down." ”

The driver's eyes lit up: "Okay, young man, sit down, I think your uncle and I are also the god of Beiyue Mountain Cars!" ”

Eight minutes later.

The taxi stopped downstairs in the tea restaurant, and Zhang Wenliu took out a handful of banknotes from his pocket and threw them to the driver without counting them.

"Young man, you give too much!"

Zhang Wenliu waved his hand, and disappeared into the door of the tea restaurant with one arrow step.

"How's it going inside?" Zhang Wenliu saw An Huijing sitting at the front desk and asked.

An Huijing shrugged, "It's been ten minutes since I went in, and there was no movement, so I guess I'm talking about something whispering." ”

Zhang Wenliu hurriedly came to the private room, and through the door panel, he could hear the clanging noise inside, and glanced back at An Huijing, only to see that she was holding a cigarette, and it was none of her business, hanging high.

"Stinky Sanba, I really use myself as a root dish!"