In the capital, Mr. Wang stood in a familiar office, looking at the familiar furnishings here, watching the ones standing beside him, looking at his subordinates with eager expressions, feeling as if they were a different world.

"I heard from Old Chen that everyone has been very attentive in the past few months since I went abroad, which is great," he looked at his eyes from the faces of the men standing in the house.

Just such a move also made everyone very excited. This man rarely looked at most of them in front of him.

"This is what we should do," everyone said.

Hearing such an answer, Mr. Wang nodded. This long-lost feeling is so satisfying!

But he almost said, "Can't you speak neatly, louder?"

In the past few months, he has been in the security department and has been a little used to doing everything in a uniform manner and masculine manner.

"Old Chen, let's arrange for the restaurant to cook a few tables of dishes tomorrow at noon tomorrow, and prepare enough wine. Let's put down everything and have a good meal."

If it weren't for the moodiness of the person in front of me, some people would want to take their ears, would I hear it true?

When I found that most of the people around me were also very suspicious, I naturally decided that there was no problem with my ears.

Is that something wrong with Mr. Wang?

Or, in other words, he has not been to Europe and the United States in the past few months, but to Southeast Asian countries that worship Buddhism, so his temperament has changed drastically?

Mr. Wang added a little worriedly, "Tell them to do it according to the highest standards."

You, a native boss, knows how can I do worse than you using this method to win people's hearts?

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away," Old Chen said happily.

Only then did everyone realize that this matter was true, and there was a little inexplicable surprise. Could it be that this person has really changed his temperament?

At the end of the year before, there were naturally bonuses, but if you let Mr. Wang accompany everyone to have dinner, you can get out of here. Even many people who are full of hands are not qualified to come to do business, let alone us subordinates?

It's the highest standard, but that's really a high standard. They have held banquets according to such standards a year.

Because since it is a high standard, it is naturally a high standard. They really never thought that they would enjoy such standards.

Mr. Wang saw their reactions and couldn't help but feel a little moved. Unexpectedly, such a favorable and easy way would have such a good effect. If I had known this, I would have done such a long time ago.

Seeing his head leaning on the pillow, he looked like he wanted to have a sleep, Old Chen waved his hand, "Everyone can go down,"

"Goodbye Mr. Wang," After they walked out of Mr. Wang's office, they couldn't help but communicate with their eyes. This happiness really came too suddenly, which really made everyone feel a little unbelievable.

As soon as they walked past the corner in front, they couldn't help but start talking.

Old Chen felt that Mr. Wang must have had a lot of thoughts in the past few months and has really become mature, so he has such a surprising performance.

If this is true, then the hardships over the past few months will be worth it.

"Mr. Wang, this is the account of the past few months. You have read it," he took out a small USB flash drive.

This is also an aspect of their keeping pace with the times. Now, if you still leave such accounts on paper, it is simply a rhythm of seeking death. Therefore, the specific accounts will be copied to USB flash drive every day.

It is the most powerful search, and you can turn it upside down and you can't find anything useful.

"No," Mr. Wang waved his hand, "Just look at it,"

In the morning, he was patrolling the factory area of ​​a broken factory as a big old man asked. Now he called out again. Mr. Wang felt a little dizzy.

He threw himself on the sofa and remembered another thing, "Old Chen, you have worked hard in the past few months. It's not easy for you to go to your house to have dinner with me tonight."

Old Chen suddenly felt a little unbelievable.

You should know that before this, because he reported to Mr. Wang, he suddenly became disgusted by Mr. Wang. During that period, he was not only obviously very distant to him, but Lao Chen could also feel the disgust that could not be hidden in his eyes when he looked at him.

He knew very deeply that the person he was following now had no strength in other aspects, but he was very strong in holding revenge.

So, when Old Chen just handed over the USB flash drive, he was even ready to be scolded by President Wang. But now, not only did he not ask for trouble for himself, but he also thanked himself for the first time, and even invited him to have dinner at his house. Is this true?

This happiness also came too suddenly, and Old Chen also felt a little dizzy.

But he still declined, just like you have this kind of heart, "No, I won't be able to go tonight,"

Mr. Wang was stunned, "My dad wants to talk to me if he has something to do?"

Old Chen nodded.

Mr. Wang thought for a moment, and with his old man's character, he has come back now. The things he should have dealt with should have been handled before. Now, it is indeed time to deal with Feng Yiping.

"Then you go back with me too. Is there anything else at home that needs to be hidden from you?" Mr. Wang said another word that made Old Chen feel warm.

Old Chen was so excited. He was about to say a few words to express it, but Mr. Wang suddenly became a little impatient, "Okay, you go out, I want to be quiet for a while,"

"Okay, if you need it, you can call me anytime,"

Mr. Wang had already closed his eyes at this time.

He opened his eyes again when they were gently closed.

In the past few months, the question that he had never thought of clearly emerged again: Feng Yiping; shame.

So, now, it's time to settle accounts.

As he thought about it, he couldn't even lie down. He sat up "in" and walked back and forth in the office impatiently.

He touched his face and recalled the scorching pain.

In fact, the pain was secondary. Those two slaps were equivalent to slashing the face and dignity of their father and son on the ground with savageness, and even stomping a few steps disdainfully.

So for a long time after that, Mr. Wang subconsciously let himself forget that scene and pretended that nothing had happened. His father and son could still be in front of others.

But when I heard that I was ready to deal with Feng Yiping, the scene that was edited out by myself immediately emerged, and it was as fresh as it had just happened.

Also, I was still doing the work of guarding the door in the morning.

You asked me to go to see the gate, you asked me to patrol the dog at night, and for such a lowly job, you let me do it for several months!

"Feng Yiping," Mr. Wang gritted his teeth and shouted.

When he was looking at the gate in Shenzhen before, he seemed not to be him. He was a little like a walking corpse who acted on instinct. Once he returned to the familiar place and returned to his own territory, he had only adapted for a while and the original nature of Mr. Wang quickly returned one after another.

Thinking of those who still worked together in the morning, ate and drank together, he could only feel deeply disgusted.

"Old Chen," he called out.

"Mr. Wang," immediately, Old Chen, with a smile on his face, pushed the door open and entered.

However, as soon as he saw Mr. Wang, he was stunned for a moment and couldn't say it. However, intuitively, some places must have changed.

"We'll go home now," said Mr. Wang. He couldn't wait to know how the old man was going to deal with Feng Yiping.

I don’t know what’s going on, maybe it’s an instinctive reaction, Old Chen immediately restrained the smile on his face, picked up Mr. Wang’s bag, held the door respectfully, and asked him to leave first.

"Mr. Wang," "Mr. Wang," as soon as he came out, many people immediately greeted Mr. Wang with a smile. They were not as sharp as Old Chen, and were immersed in the image that Mr. Wang had shown before, which was not only kind but also very humane.

Mr. Wang hurriedly walked past them with his head raised. His high nostrils were a response to their warm greetings.

The crowd couldn't help but look at each other. They blinked hard. What's wrong? Did we read it wrong now or remember what happened just now?

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Chapter completed!