Chapter 437: Don’t Do Your Own Work and Throw It to Others!

His eyes fell on Song Jiang's toothpick. Song Jiang lowered his head and suddenly realized!

He quickly stuffed the toothpick into his palm and pointed to the tasting stall next to him.

"Go get me one."

"ah?"

"go!"

Liao Cheng expressionlessly pierced a pork breast and turned to hand it to Song Jiang.

"Thank you." Song Jiang took one bite at a time and then raised two fingers to the taster.

"One to too!"

The taster gave him a middle finger.

Song Jiang sneered and replied.

So damn childish!

Liao Cheng commented.

…

Half an hour later.

The two of them went to the supermarket together, but Liao Cheng hesitated. In his imagination, a qualified corporate CEO's schedule should be quite hurried. He should sit in the office, check the data, and scold his subordinates.

Instead.

"Oden? Come and try a piece."

"What does the cake taste like?"

"Holy shit, it tastes so fucking awful."

Listening to the sound of chewing next to him, he finally couldn't help but speak.

"Principal, are you really at work?"

"yes!"

"But you are trying"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted, "Look!" Song Jiang looked serious and picked up a bag of potato chips.

"These potato chips are from the United States."

Liao Cheng looked at the English text above and hesitated to speak, and finally said, "So?"

"So there's something wrong with procurement."

"purchase?"

"Take you somewhere."

While talking, the other person walked forward quickly. Ten minutes later, the two of them arrived at the fruit area. They saw a dazzling array of fruits placed on the freezer boxes, with price tags on them that were so expensive that people were stunned.

"A box of strawberries costs $37?"

Liao Cheng was shocked. Looking at the plastic packaging, he expected that there were only about ten finger-length strawberries, which would be converted into RMB.

259? ?

Before he could calculate how many boxes of strawberries he could afford with a monthly subsidy, Song Jiang directly picked up a box, opened it, and took a sip.

Liao Cheng was shocked: "Fuck! Just eat it!"

Is this okay? !

"Try it." Song Jiang handed out one. He saw the short-haired man in front of him hesitated, but finally took a bite.

"What does it smell like?"

“Moisturizing but not sweet enough.”

"That means it's not cooked enough."

"As a matter of principle," Song Jiang held a box of strawberries, "This box shouldn't be shipped."

Unable to transport it——

What's the meaning?

Song Jiang smiled, "It's okay if you don't understand. Seeing is believing. Let's go."

Walk?

Before his brain could function, a strong hand pulled him directly into the refrigerator. The cold air that came to him made him shiver.

I saw baskets of sorted fruits stacked on top of each other. This is the main profit point of the supermarket, accounting for nearly 20% of the profits!

Snacks and drinks are cheap in Tengsheng Supermarket, but fruits are especially expensive!

Almost every one of them is flown in from cold storage, and its unique taste is definitely something that cannot be grown by local fruit sellers.

unique! !

"Wait! Avoid surveillance!"

Liao Cheng glanced at the surveillance area and quickly grabbed Song Jiang's arm. Like thieves, he crammed two people into a blind corner.

Song Jiang looked strange and asked: "You are quite skilled, have you practiced?"

"I'm afraid of being tricked."

Liao Cheng replied.

Afraid?

"It's not okay to be afraid."

Song Jiang rolled his eyes and said, "Let's do this." He patted his shoulder, "Has your teacher assigned you a task?"

?

"No."

"Then the task for these two months is to investigate this matter."

"Okay, I'm off work."

? ?

Liao Cheng looked at Song Jiang in shock as he walked away with his hands on his waist, "What kind of work did you get off from?" !

Don’t you do the work yourself and leave it to others? ?

"headmaster--!!"

"Study hard~ I believe in you, Liao Cheng."

The increasingly blurry voice was accompanied by the waving movements, and Song Jiang smiled crookedly. Who knew he was going abroad to be lazy?

Who is still going to work when there are migrant workers? !

Jiejiejiejiejie——

Late at night, the students who came back carrying things in large and small bags laughed.

"Foreign items are just cheaper than domestic ones! Damn, this bag is 3,000 yuan cheaper!!"

"Monitor, I'm telling you, you're really at a loss if you don't go!"

When I came back from the same dormitory, I sat down and saw Liao Cheng with a solemn expression.

"Why are you installing a sculpture?"

"I'm wondering whether I should do the tasks issued by the NPC."

"ha?"

Liao Cheng, who had a headache all afternoon, could only think of Thomas Edgeworth, the director of the purchasing warehouse.

"Sun Jian, what do you think of Thomas?"

"Huh? It's okay, but I'm not familiar with it." Sun Jian thought for a while, "I think he's quite responsible."

"Responsible... How about we go find out tomorrow?"

"What are you asking about?"

"Thomas Edgeworth, and...the Purchasing Manager."

…

The next day.

"Thomas? He would never embarrass you, and he would always take good care of you."

"He is a second-generation rich man, and the buttons on his suit cost $2,000!"

"Purchasing manager? A fat man with brown hair. I don't like him. He has bad breath."

Speaking one after another, more than 300 employees have different views on each other, but most of their lives are almost unrelated to Thomas.

After all, as an HR manager, you only need to take care of payroll, recruitment and review.

After asking around, I found that the image of Thomas Edgeworth was generally positive, and I also had a profound understanding of his identity and status.

In this supermarket, the most powerful person is the general manager Barlow Ruskin, followed by various department managers, such as Thomas Edgeworth, Edgar Barry..."

For newly hired employees, Thomas Edgeworth conducts interviews and then assigns positions or recommends them to managers in each department.

There is not much difference from domestic positions.

"..."

"What are you thinking, monitor? The principal said that Barlow and Thomas are taking care of us."

"Is the principal right?"

Sun Jian was stunned for a moment by the sudden sentence, "What else?"

"That's Song Jiang!"

Song Jiang——

Liao Cheng muttered this name. In his brief contact, he was far from the magical person in the news, but... he was a slightly gluttonous person.

Not that special.

At the same time, in a luxurious room, a man sat cross-legged on the bed, with a brand-new notebook on his lap. The blue screen light reflected in his pupils, and he could see countless rows and rows of dense values.

"1, 2, 3..., 28."

There are discrepancies in the data of 28 out of 158 supermarkets!

Song Jiang knew that this was just the beginning. If control was not strengthened, it would just like a virus, keep multiplying!

There are too many greedy people in this world. If you want to strictly control them, you have to be ruthless!

Class one in the supermarket, I don’t know if I’m qualified.

After two years of training, that ruthlessness—is it ruthless enough?

"40 people."

Still too little.

We’ll expand enrollment when we get back!

Song Jiang turned to look at the bright starry sky outside. Although there were people pooping everywhere on the streets of the United States, the star was bright and pollution-free.

At the same time, Thomas, who was also looking at the starry sky, had a cold expression on his face. He was eager to push this group of people who might threaten his status off the chessboard.

But it was obvious that the first step was wrong.

"I hope you can keep your luck."