In the morning, Chen Jiwen came to the supermarket to work ten minutes in advance.

Since he was late last time, he has not been late. It’s not because he is worried about Zhao Wenshan’s punishment, but mainly because he doesn’t want to disappoint Manager Gao.

From a distance, he saw Zhao Wenshan standing at the supermarket door with his hands behind his back, with a serious face. His shiny big back head was shining by the morning light.

At this time, it was the peak period for employees to go to work, and Zhao Wenshan was like inspecting the army. Especially when he met a beautiful woman, his eyes would always be unable to help but look at the other person's towering breasts and perky buttocks.

"Looking at your hypocritical attitude, I thought you were a gentleman, but I didn't expect you to be a pervert."

Chen Jiwen thought to himself.

I thought again, this is nothing. Didn’t I often stare at Li Beibei, Xu Shu, Liu Feixue and the others like this?

"Zhang Yunpeng, Chen Yan, how many days have you two been washed? Look at how dirty your collars are, and the image of the supermarket has ruined you. Each person is fined fifty, and another hundred crime is committed next time!"

Zhao Wenshan pointed at the two of them with his chin.

"Manager Zhao, I just washed my shirt last night."

"So, too. Brother Shen asked us to wash our shirts every day. Why is it dirty? If you don't believe it, come and take a look."

Zhang Yunpeng unbuttoned the buttons under his collar and turned them to Zhao Wenshan for showing them.

Zhao Wenshan took a step back in disgust. He hated these foreign workers from the bottom of his heart.

"That Chen Jiwen himself can't manage himself well. He is twice late for a day. How dare I expect him to manage his soldiers? Less nonsense, hurry up and pay the money."

Zhao Wenshan said sharply.

Zhang Yunpeng turned around and muttered in a low voice.

"What's wrong with the manager? I'm still unreasonable! My white shirt was just washed last night..."

"What did you say? Stop it."

Zhao Wenshan called Zhang Yunpeng.

"I say"

"Okay, okay, Manager Zhao, don't be angry. Zhang Yunpeng drank too much last night. We'll go to the finance department to call the fine."

Chen Yan took Zhang Yunpeng away while smiling.

"What are these security departments doing!"

Zhao Wenshan cursed in his heart as he looked at the backs of the two.

In fact, when the company changed seasons, it would send some money to each branch to replace the work clothes of employees, but that money has always been stored in Zhao Wenshan's small treasury.

In short, four or five employees were fined this morning for not cleaning up their personal images, three of which were from the Chen Jiwen Security Department.

Zhao Wenshan said it was meant to establish a good image of the supermarket.

"It's really a picky guy in the eggs and nitpicking!"

Chen Jiwen spat and cursed inwardly.

"Stop it!"

Chen Jiwen was stunned and thought to himself: I was not late today, and I was very careful in my personal image and I couldn't find any faults at all.

Chen Jiwen turned around and said, "Is there anything wrong with Manager Zhao?"

Judging from his casual appearance, he didn't seem to be talking to the leader at all.

Zhao Wenshan hopes that everyone is afraid of him and is frightened when talking to him. In this ninth branch, he is the absolute local emperor.

Zhao Wenshan frowned slightly: "What did you do just now? You are not allowed to spit anywhere when you enter the work area. Please, can you please let me take the style of you rural people into the metropolis."

Zhao Wenshan scolded.

Chen Jiwen frowned and looked back at the pile of thick yellow liquid on the ground, which was more than ten meters away from the supermarket.

"Manager Zhao, it seems that this hasn't entered the workplace yet!"

Chen Jiwen looked at Zhao Wenshan calmly and said.

"That's right, this is a bit too wide.

Some employees next to them began to whisper.

When Zhao Wenshan saw that Chen Jiwen dared to question his decision, he was unhappy: "Although you have not entered the workplace, as a middle-level manager of the supermarket, you must always strictly demand yourself. If you are as loose as you, how can I feel at ease to call the security department for you to manage? Pay a fine of 100 yuan to the finance department."

Chen Jiwen had seen unreasonable people, but had never seen such unreasonable people. He immediately took a deep breath, reached out to poke Zhao Wenshan, and turned around and walked into the supermarket.

Chen Jiwen's actions angered Zhao Wenshan, but he did not show it immediately. During the days when he came back from a business trip, Gao Qiang had specially reported to him this person, including the video of Chen Jiwen kicking the tall and thin man away.

Because, after all, this is promoting the managers of supermarkets.

Zhao Wenshan knew that he could not be tough when dealing with such a person.

Soon, the opportunity came.

After Zhang Yunpeng returned to the security room, he became more and more angry the more he thought about it. It was obvious that the company had not distributed shirts for a long time, which caused the white shirt to be yellowed, but in the end he had to pay a fine himself.

You should know that the salary of their ordinary security guards is very low, less than 2,000 yuan. In Kyoto, a high-consumption city, this little money is left after deducting rent and other daily expenses. Zhang Yunpeng is careful to calculate every penny.

Now I was deducted fifty at once, which hurts a lot!

The young man became more and more angry the more he thought about it. He became angry and went straight to Zhao Wenshan's office.

"You are still unreasonable. The company hasn't sent new shirts to employees for a year. Can you rely on me if you can't wash it and turn yellow? You can get fined me fifty dollars if you open your mouth. How many fifty dollars can I earn a day!"

Zhang Yunpeng was angry and had a high voice, and almost the entire logistics department heard it.

Zhao Wenshan beat the table rhythmically with his fingers. He had long disliked the people from the security department. After the other party finished yelling, he said calmly: "Get out of here now! Otherwise I will call the police."

"you--"

Zhang Yunpeng pointed at Zhao Wenshan angrily and was trembling with his hands.

"I scolded Gobi, I dare to ruin my job, I will fight you for the fuck!"

Zhang Yunpeng was about to hit Zhao Wenshan with his fist.

"It's against it, it's against it! Come on, come on."

Zhao Wenshan didn't expect that the other party would really dare to take action, so he immediately shouted and dodged.

But Zhang Yunpeng's punch was still punched in his eyes, and it immediately became blue and swollen. Fortunately, Chen Jiwen and Chen Yan rushed over in time.

Chen Jiwen stopped the angry Zhang Yunpeng. Without asking, he also knew the whole story of this matter.

When Zhao Wenshan saw Chen Jiwen coming in, his arrogance suddenly rose again and he slapped the table and said.

"Chen Jiwen, as the director of the Security Department, how do you manage your subordinates? How dare you come to my office to cause trouble? According to the company's regulations, I will fire you two."

Chen Jiwen didn't answer, turned around and closed the door, and then locked it again.

At this time, there were only three of them left in the room.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhao Wenshan looked at the three of them guiltily, and then he thought about catching the phone number in the office.

Bang!

Chen Jiwen pulled the phone line directly and pressed Zhao Wenshan down on the chair.

Zhao Wenshan wanted to struggle, but the two big hands pressed on his shoulders were as heavy as Mount Tai.

"Let me go, you, don't do anything randomly, I'm the manager here."

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to talk to you. Has there ever been a theft in the supermarket since I was the director of the security department?"

Zhao Wenshan shook his head. In the two months since Chen Jiwen took office, there has been no theft in the supermarket. Unlike before, the stolen goods alone cost tens of thousands of yuan every month.

Chen Jiwen said again: "As the saying goes, what is saved is pure profit. I once calculated that our security department can save the company more than 20,000 yuan in theft of commodity. However, your old man is not sure about the rewards and punishments. The company has not issued new work clothes to employees for a year, so the old white shirt has yellowed collars and cannot even wash them. You don't know whether to distinguish right from wrong. If you have a mouth, you will fine Zhang Yunpeng for fifty yuan. How many fifty yuan can he earn a day."

"But"

Zhao Wenshan was about to argue, but was interrupted by Chen Jiwen. He sat opposite Zhao Wenshan and continued: "We came to work in Kyoto City. The company's money is just enough to survive. It is not easy for everyone to come out to make a living. But if you insist on smashing our jobs, you have to think twice about whether it's fucking your head or this chair is hard!"

After Chen Jiwen finished speaking, he stood up suddenly, swung his legs and smashed the chair. With a thud, the wood chips flew away.

Zhao Wenshan was so scared that he sat on the ground, his legs trembled, and a smelly liquid flowed out of his pants.

He was angry and scared. Since he was the manager of the ninth branch, no one has dared to threaten him.

Chen Jiwen was too much, but on the one hand, he was worried that if he really angered the other party, the consequences would be unimaginable.

If this kick hits me, it wouldn't be enough to have a few heads.

Chen Jiwen had long seen that this person was a bully and fearful of the strong, and he sneered in his heart.

Zhao Wenshan's eyes turned, as the saying goes: A hero will not suffer any loss in front of him!

He climbed up and smiled at Chen Jiwen and said, "Director Chen, everything is easy to discuss. Why should I get so angry? Come on, have a cup of tea!"

"I see that my work is about to be gone, so where can I have the time to drink tea!"

Zhang Yunpeng said unsoundly.

"I just said nonsense just now. Misunderstandings are purely misunderstandings. From now on, don't mention this matter again. OK. If nothing happens, you can go to work."
To be continued...