Chapter 1758 Unbelievable

In the capital, Mr. Wang stood in a familiar office, looking at the familiar furnishings here, and at the subordinates standing beside him, looking at him eagerly. He felt as if he was in another world and couldn't adapt.

"I heard from Lao Chen that everyone was very attentive during the months I was abroad, which was good," he looked at the faces of the subordinates standing in the room one by one.

Just such a move also made everyone very excited. This gentleman rarely looked at most of them in the eyes before.

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

Hearing such an answer, Mr. Wang nodded. This long-lost feeling was really great!

But he almost said, "Can't you speak more neatly and loudly?"

In fact, in the past few months, he has been staying in the security department, and he is used to doing everything in a neat and masculine way.

"Old Chen, make arrangements. Tomorrow at noon, the restaurant will prepare a few tables of dishes and prepare enough wine. Let's all put aside everything and have a good meal together."

If it weren't for the fact that the person in front of them was moody, some people would want to pick their ears. Is what I heard true?

When I found that most people around me were also suspicious, I naturally determined that there was nothing wrong with my ears.

Is there 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 those Southeast Asian countries that worship Buddhism, so his temperament has changed drastically?

At this time, Mr. Wang added a little worriedly, "Tell them to follow the highest standards."

You, a local boss, know how to use such means to win people's hearts, how can I do worse than you?

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away," Old Chen said happily.

Everyone was convinced that this was true, and suddenly there was some inexplicable surprise. Could it be that this person really changed his temperament?

In the past, at the end of the year, there were naturally bonuses, but if you asked Mr. Wang to accompany everyone for dinner, you should get lost. Even many people who came to the door with their hands full to do business were not qualified for Mr. Wang to accompany them for dinner, let alone us subordinates?

The highest standard, that is really a high standard. They have a certain number of banquets held according to this standard in a year.

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

Mr. Wang saw their reactions and couldn't help but sigh. He didn't expect that such a cost-effective method would really have such a good effect. If I had known this, I should have done such a thing a long time ago.

Seeing that his head was leaning on the pillow and he looked like he wanted to sleep very much, Lao Chen waved his hand, "Everyone go down,"

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

As soon as they passed the corner in front, they couldn't help but talk about it.

Old Chen felt that Mr. Wang must have thought a lot in the past few months and really matured, so he showed such a surprising performance.

If this is true, then the hardship of the past few months is worth it.

"Mr. Wang, here are the accounts of the past few months, please take a look," he took out a small USB flash drive.

This is also one aspect of their keeping up with the times. At this time, if you still keep such accounts on paper, it is simply a rhythm of seeking death, so the specific accounts will be copied to the USB flash drive every day.

Even if the most powerful search is turned upside down, nothing useful can be found.

"No need," Mr. Wang waved his hand, "Just watch."

Morning, he was patrolling the factory area of ​​a broken factory according to the request of a rough man, and now he was obeyed again. Mr. Wang felt a little dizzy.

He threw himself on the sofa and thought of another thing, "Old Chen, you have worked hard in the past few months. Such a big mess is all on you. It's not easy for you. Come to my house for dinner tonight."

Old Chen also felt a little unbelievable.

You know, before this, because I informed Mr. Wang, I suddenly offended Mr. Wang. During that period of time, he was not only obviously very distant from me, but also Old Chen could feel the disgust in his eyes when he looked at me.

He knew very deeply that the person he was following now had no long-term character in other aspects, but he was very long-term in holding grudges.

Therefore, when Lao Chen just handed over the USB flash drive, he was even prepared to be scolded by Mr. Wang. But now, not only did he not cause trouble for him, but he also thanked him for the first time and even invited him to his house for dinner. Is this true?

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

But he still declined. It's good that you have this intention. "No, it's not convenient for me to go tonight."

Mr. Wang was stunned. "Does my dad want to talk to me?"

Lao Chen nodded.

Mr. Wang thought about it and thought that it was true. With his old man's temperament, he was back now. The previous things should have been dealt with long ago. Now, it is indeed time to deal with Feng Yiping.

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

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

"Okay, if you need anything, call me anytime,"

Mr. Wang had closed his eyes at this time.

He waited until the door was gently closed before he opened his eyes again.

The problem that he had never clearly thought of in the past few months once again emerged: Feng Yiping; shame.

So now, it's time to settle accounts.

As he thought about it, he couldn't lie down anymore, so he sat up and walked back and forth in the office in a hurry.

He touched his face and recalled the burning pain.

In fact, the pain was secondary. The two slaps were equivalent to savagely trampling on the face and dignity of their father and son to the ground, and even stepped on them with disdain.

So for a long time after that, Mr. Wang subconsciously made himself forget that scene and pretend that nothing had happened, so that his father and son could still be decent in front of other people.

But when he heard that his father was ready to deal with Feng Yiping, this scene that he had edited out immediately emerged, and it was as fresh as if it had just happened.

And the job of guarding the gate that he was doing in the morning.

You asked me to guard the gate, you asked me to patrol with a dog at night, and you asked me to do such a lowly job for several months!

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

He didn't seem to be the same when he was guarding the gate in Shenzhen before. He was a bit like a zombie acting on instinct. Once he returned to his familiar place and his own territory, but after adapting for a while, Mr. Wang's original temperament quickly returned.

Thinking of those who were still working together, eating and drinking together in the morning, he only felt deep disgust.

"Old Chen," he called.

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

However, when he saw Mr. Wang, he was stunned for a moment. He couldn't explain it, but intuitively, something must have changed.

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

I don't know why, maybe it was an instinctive reaction, Lao Chen immediately restrained the smile on his face, picked up Mr. Wang's bag, respectfully pressed the door, and let him go first.

"Mr. Wang," "Mr. Wang," as soon as he came out, many people smiled and greeted Mr. Wang. They were not as sharp as Lao Chen, and were still immersed in the image that Mr. Wang had shown before, which was not only amiable but also very humane.

Mr. Wang walked past them quickly with his head held high, and his high nostrils were a response to their warm greetings.

The people looked at each other in surprise, and they blinked hard. What happened? Did we see it wrong now, or did we remember what happened just now wrong?