Chapter 4 Who is the grandson?

Chapter 4 Who is the grandson?

There was an eerie silence in the entire office.

A second later, Zhou Fuming jumped up from the leather chair as if bitten by a poisonous snake, and shouted loudly: "Let's all go together, what are you doing in a daze!"

Then Zhou Fuming pressed the microphone again: "Li Quan, call all outsiders in!"

Those men looked at each other, and rushed towards Yang Hao at the same time, Yang Hao snorted coldly, and rushed towards these thugs on his own initiative.

These men are more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but in front of Yang Hao, they are like babies in front of adults, not worth mentioning at all.

After three or two strokes, Yang Hao turned over a few more, and at this time all the men playing cards downstairs rushed in.

Seeing that Yang Hao was unstoppable like a tiger, Zhou Fuming's eyes showed a bit of fear, and he shouted: "Damn him, let me destroy him!"

In the crowd, several men pulled out the daggers beside them at the same time. A thin man approached Yang Hao's back quietly, and the dagger in his hand pierced Yang Hao's back like a poisonous snake.

Yang Hao's eyes suddenly revealed a bit of evil spirit, and he grabbed his wrist with his backhand, as if he had eyes, and twisted his backhand.

Click!

Yang Hao's bracelet steel bars can be twisted to bend, but breaking a human hand bone is a simple matter.

The man dropped the dagger to the ground, screamed and fell to the ground with his arms around his wrists. The broken bone looked extremely miserable, the white bones pierced through the skin, and it looked horrifying.

Originally, Yang Hao was just planning to teach these people a little lesson, but they used their knives recklessly and made up their minds to abolish themselves. How could Yang Hao be more polite to them?

Yang Hao rushed all the way, wailing everywhere he went.

Those with bare hands were thrown to the ground by Yang Hao, and those with sharp weapons were all broken by Yang Hao. When Yang Hao stopped again, there was no one standing in the whole office except Yang Hao.

Yang Hao raised his toes, a dagger bounced from the ground, and fell into Yang Hao's hands. Yang Hao walked up to Zhou Fuming, who was frightened and sweating on his forehead, stabbed lightly, and the dagger immediately sank into the solid wood desk , Yang Hao looked down at Zhou Fuming, who was slumped on the leather chair, and grinned: "Mr. Zhou, where is the money?"

Seeing Yang Hao's smile, Zhou Fuming felt his legs were shaking, and a drop of sweat dripped from his forehead, but he didn't dare to wipe it off. The industry he was originally engaged in was half black and half white, and he had seen it before. , Seeing blood is a common thing, but I have never seen such a powerful and ruthless man!

A hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, Zhou Fuming decided to give in immediately, he doesn't want to be dealt with as badly as those subordinates...

"Repay, immediately!"

Zhou Fuming agreed without hesitation, and then asked cautiously, "Do you want a check or cash?"

Yang Hao thought for a while and said, "Cash."

Yang Hao knew that Zhou Fuming was afraid of him now and didn't dare to play any tricks, but he couldn't guarantee that he would turn his back on him after he left. Although he was not afraid that Zhou Fuming would turn his back on him and cause trouble for him, but he didn't want to make a second trip for the same thing.

Zhou Fuming was really not short of money as he said. He opened the safe in the office in front of Yang Hao, and there were stacks of money in it. Zhou Fuming found a pocket and put the one million cash in it carefully. In front of Yang Hao, he picked up a few more stacks and placed them next to his pocket.

"There is one million owed in my pocket, and the fifty thousand is my personal compensation to you..."

Yang Hao glanced at the pile of money, and said with a sneer, "I'm here to collect the debt, not a robber."

Zhou Fuming accompanied him with a smiling face: "It's a little hard work, I'm sorry to trouble you to come and collect the arrears in person..."

Yang Hao looked at Zhou Fuming with a smile: "Since you say that, I'm not going to be polite."

Zhou Fuming had a smile on his face: "It should, it should."

Yang Hao lifted the big bag containing one million yuan, put the fifty thousand yuan into his pocket, lit a cigarette, stared at Zhou Fuming and said, "When you drove us away just now, I seemed to hear you say grandson ?”

Zhou Fuming suddenly had a bitter face, and raised his hand and slapped himself twice: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm the grandson, and you are my grandfather, please forgive me."

Zhou Fuming's two slaps were really hard, finger marks appeared on his face, and his face soon swelled up.

Yang Hao sighed: "You are so boring, anyway, you have to be tougher, at least wait until I clean it up before you give in..."

Zhou Fuming smiled embarrassingly, and didn't dare to answer, but he was already cursing in his heart, stubborn?

If I am stubborn, I am afraid it will be worse than those people on the ground, not to mention that no matter how stubborn I am, I will still have to pay back the money in the end, or lose face, so why not give up earlier?

Yang Hao stared at Zhou Fuming, and asked with a smile: "I heard that you have a relationship with the Black Panther Society..."

Zhou Fuming's face froze, and he quickly waved his hands to explain: "Just a little bit, my brother-in-law is a small leader of the Black Panther Society, and I'm bragging about my relationship with the Black Panther Society..."

"Boss, that's also relevant."

Yang Hao said something casually, and Zhou Fuming's face turned pale again, thinking in his heart that this guy didn't know where he came from, but he was a simple salesman in Jasmine Fragrance Company, and he knew that he had something to do with Black Panther How dare you come to make trouble for yourself, you are definitely not an ordinary person...

Seeing Zhou Fuming's posture, Yang Hao no longer has the interest to find fault with him: "Forget it, that's it, my name is Yang Hao, if you are not convinced, you can go to the sales department of Jasmine Fragrance Company to find me, and we can have a good chat of."

Zhou Fuming even said he didn't dare: "I am convinced, I am convinced... This is the debt I should have paid back. If I offended you today, I hope you will forgive me..."

chat?

Let's chat today, and we'll talk like this, unless I'm out of my mind, I'll chat with you again...

Yang Hao carried a large bag of money and walked out calmly. Zhou Fuming saw him off behind him, Yang Hao took two steps and remembered something: "By the way, I don't want what happened today. People in the company know that if the news leaks out..."

"Don't worry, absolutely not, I will tell my subordinates, there will be absolutely no mistakes!"

Yang Hao nodded in satisfaction and continued to walk out, Zhou Fuming secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Walking out of the office, Yang Hao looked at the alluring female receptionist, and whistled loudly: "Beauty, do you want to have lunch together?"

The coquettish woman at the front desk witnessed the whole thing, her small face turned pale, she looked at Yang Hao as if she saw a monster that could eat people, her body trembled slightly, and she didn't dare to answer at all.

...

Holding the bag, Yang Hao stepped into the glass door of the sixth sales department, and saw Li Hongwei standing in front of his desk, reprimanding Zhou Manyuan.

"...You have been in the company for almost three months, but you can't even collect a sum of money owed. How can you become a regular with your work efficiency?"

Zhou Manyuan's face was aggrieved, but she still held her head up and argued: "Section Chief, that debt is not just about us not coming back. There were so many people before, but no one can come back..."

Li Hongwei snorted coldly: "This account cannot be collected by others, so why not accept it? Moreover, there are special instructions for this account. Whoever can get this money back will get a 5% commission. I still take care of you like this and entrust this business to you. As long as you complete it, you will have an excellent performance. Not only can you get a commission, but you can also become a regular next month, but you have disappointed me so much. ..."

Zhou Manyuan held her head up stubbornly, and did not bow her head because of Li Hongwei's reprimand: "Section Chief, you are clearly making things difficult for others. If the account was so easy to collect, you would have collected it by yourself, a 5% commission. , but you sent me, a new employee who has just joined the company, to accept me, and you use this as an excuse not to make me a full-time employee, you are obviously unfair!"

There are many employees in the sixth department of sales. Seeing this scene, they all watched from afar. Some gloated, and some looked sympathetic...

Zhou Manyuan's direct confrontation, and the surrounding staff watching from a distance, made Li Hongwei feel very shameless, and his face darkened immediately: "Is there anyone who talks to your boss like this? There is a problem with your attitude..."

"Section Chief..."

A lazy salutation suddenly appeared, interrupting Li Hongwei's reprimand. Li Hongwei turned around angrily, but saw another thorn in his side, Yang Hao walked over quickly carrying a handbag.

Yang Hao walked up to Zhou Manyuan, and winked mischievously at Zhou Manyuan whose eyes were slightly red. This action immediately made Zhou Manyuan, who was originally resentful, much happier.

"Section Chief, I was just at the door. I heard from you that if Zhou Manyuan and I get back the debt, with this performance, Zhou Manyuan can become a regular worker, right?"

Li Hongwei nodded with a gloomy face: "Yes, I said that, but now Zhou Manyuan's three-month internship period has come, if you can't get it back..."

"It's not necessary."

Yang Hao grinned, and threw the bag in his hand on the table: "The one million yuan from Triumph has been taken back."

The package landed on the table and scattered, rolling out several stacks of red bills.

Yang Hao turned his head and smiled at Zhou Manyuan: "Zhou Manyuan, congratulations on finally becoming a regular."

A very inconspicuous handbag and a brand new red note that slipped down caught the attention of everyone in the office.

There's a million dollars in this tote bag?

Yang Hao just casually returned to the company from Trivet with one million cash?

Isn't he afraid of being robbed?

They actually collected the debt owed by Velic Song Company?

Many employees in the sixth department of sales had been listening to the movement with their ears upright. This scene that happened suddenly shocked them. They knew very well how difficult it was to collect the account. The last time they went to collect it The staff member whose leg was broken hasn't been discharged from the hospital yet...

How on earth did they do it?

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