Chapter 109: Arrange the work

In the afternoon, Zhang's father and others came back. When they saw Wang Wenwei also, they greeted him: "Wenwei is here, just stay for dinner."

Wang Wenwei was blushing as if he had chicken blood at this time. He felt full of endless power. Even if a cow was in front of him, he could be killed by several punches. But he must endure this excitement and said, "Uncle Zhang, why are you embarrassed to bother you? I'll just go back and eat later."

The mother refused to follow: "What does this child say, let you stay if you want to stay."

Wang Wenwei turned his head and looked at Zhang Jianyang. Now in his heart, Zhang Jianyang was no less than a god.

Zhang Jianyang smiled and said, "Look at what I do. My parents ask you to stay, so you can stay. Your father will come back later and ask him to come over together, just talk to him about work."

In the evening, Wang Wenwei's father Wang Guoming came back.

Xu Chaoyang was just a kindness to Zhang Jianyang. After all, he brought Zhang Jianyang to the Ning Chamber of Commerce. In Zhang’s father’s eyes, Xu Chaoyang was Zhang Jianyang’s benefactor. Of course, he could not leave him behind when encountering such happy things. Zhang’s father’s mind was very simple. Now Zhang Jianyang is also able to speak in the Ning Chamber of Commerce. If you can help, please help Xu Chaoyang and raise his salary.

It’s not that Zhang’s father overestimated Zhang Jianyang, and that he could ask the president of the Ning Chamber of Commerce to come to commend him personally. It doesn’t mean that Zhang Jianyang was valued at the Ning Chamber of Commerce?

Six people sat down together. Now the Zhang family is rich. They are not as petty as before. The dishes on the table seem very rich. Even the expensive wild game has been bought.

"Come on, have a drink for everyone's old neighbors today." Zhang's father stood up.

Xu Chaoyang and Wang Guoming all stood up, and even Zhang Jianyang's mother accompanied him.

Zhang Jianyang sent cigarettes to Xu Chaoyang and the others, which made them a little flattered. The name of the Golden Immortal is their money for the day.

Zhang Jianyang said: "Uncle Xu, thank you for your care during this period. If you weren't you, you brought me into the Ning Chamber of Commerce, I wouldn't be today."

Xu Chaoyang is only in his forties, with family pressure and a steady person. He said, "No, no, all of this is Jianyang's ability. Even without me, you will definitely soar into the sky." Xu Chaoyang was also an external manager in the Ning Chamber of Commerce's warehouse. He has heard of Zhang Jianyang's dominance in the Ning Chamber of Commerce.

"Uncle Xu, not only does your job risk, but your salary is not high. Didn't Rong Wanfa be fired last time? It seems that I heard from Wang Zhibing that the supervisor has not found a suitable candidate yet. I think Uncle Xu is the most suitable candidate." Zhang Jianyang thought he still had such a little power. With 25% of the equity of the Ning Chamber of Commerce, why did Ning Luanyi give himself this face?

What's more, Zhang Jianyang is not sure about Xu Chaoyang's ability, and he is qualified for this job.

Xu Chaoyang was excited: "This... I'm afraid I can't handle this position."

Zhang Jianyang smiled and said, "Uncle Xu, there are only people who can adapt to positions. Where can I adapt to positions? I believe you can definitely."

Of course, Xu Chaoyang has no reason to refuse such a good thing.

You should know that supervisors have great power in the warehouse, and they are at the same level as their captain Lu Chengfeng. Not only does their salary increase several times, but their status also increases. According to the rules of the Ning Chamber of Commerce, if you work hard for a year, you can apply for promotion to a middle-class resident.

Zhang Jianyang smoked and said, "As for Uncle Wang, don't be a temporary worker. Go to Uncle Xu's warehouse to work. With Uncle Xu taking care of you, you won't suffer any loss."

Of course, Wang Guoming was reluctant to ask for it. Now is not a humble time. He said, "Jianyang, in the alley, I will count you as the most promising now. Uncle has recorded your kindness and will never forget it in his life." He put up a glass of wine and pulled up Wang Wenwei next to him: "Wenwei has grown up wearing a pair of pants with you since he was a child, and in the future, I will let Wenwei follow you. If he does something wrong, even if you beat him to death, Uncle will never have any complaints."

When Zhang's father saw it, why did Wang Guoming say these words and hurriedly say: "Okay, okay, Guoming, can Jianyang treat Wen Wei badly?"

In fact, in Zhang Jianyang's view, what's wrong with using a little power to make the people around him live a better life?

As long as the people around you live well, your parents will also have a good face and be glorious, which can make your parents live happier, and satisfying these is enough.

Zhang Jianyang took Wang Wenwei out of the yard. The sand city at 7 or 8 o'clock seemed deserted.

"Do you know Brother Zhong? It's Zhong Hao." The smoke that Zhang Jianyang was sucking was bright and dark in the alley.

Wang Wenwei was also a person who was busy in this area. Of course, he knew Brother Zhong’s name, and it was not something he could get: "Brother Jianyang, why are you asking me about this? Did he ask Uncle Zhang and others to collect the number?" Wang Wenwei knew that when Zhang Jianyang fled, Uncle Zhang borrowed a number to settle the matter. He guessed that Uncle Zhang should not be able to repay it.

Zhang Jianyang said: "Last month, they did come to collect the numbers, but I was beaten away. Do you still remember the snot plum?"

Speaking of Nasty Mei, Wang Wenwei smoked hard: "It wasn't Xiaogang and the others who stopped me at that time. I had already fought with them. They were just forcing good men to become prostitutes. Poor Nasty Mei was ruined by them."

Zhang Jianyang sneered: "What they owe before, I want to do a good job with them tonight."

When Zhang Jianyang thought of her appearance when she saw Huang Yunmei last week, she felt heartbroken. The two of them grew up in the same alley since childhood, and their childhood playmates became like this, Zhang Jianyang was of course angry. Huang Yunmei, who was once pure, no longer exists, but fell into the world.

Wang Wenwei was just promoted to become a star warrior, and he was also full of confidence.

Although he is only one star, his power is only twenty manpower, which is nothing in the eyes of other star warriors. However, twenty manpower is an absolute power king among ordinary people. He can be raised directly above his head for 800 kilograms.

With such strength and being aggressive by nature, Wang Wenwei naturally couldn't stand it.

"The place where the mourning bell is located is Xishui Street."

For more than ten minutes, the pickup appeared on Xishui Street and stopped in front of a six-story building.

This is a bar with seven or eight cars and dozens of motorcycles parked in two rows at the door, parked under several trees on the street.

The bar's billboard has been darkened and will not emit too obvious light from a distance.

As soon as Zhang Jianyang drove the pickup truck, several young people wandering around the door paid attention to the pickup truck.

"Hey, isn't this the pickup truck of Brother Zhong before?" A young man with earrings on his ears pointed at the pickup truck with his hand holding a cigarette. What he was not sure about was that there were dense hole marks on the side of the pickup truck. When the light was not bright, he would definitely not be able to see what caused these hole marks.

Who doesn’t know that Brother Zhong’s name is that he has recognized many people in his past mounts.

Another confirmation said: "Yes, this is Brother Zhong's pickup."

However, Zhang Jianyang and Wang Wenwei walked down from above, which made them a little confused about why Brother Zhong’s pickup truck was in the hands of these two people. However, when Zhang Jianyang and Wang Wenwei walked towards the bar, they all thought they were Brother Zhong’s friends and must have borrowed Brother Zhong’s car to play.

The name of the Emperor Bar is very tacky, but it is very lively inside.

Wang Wenwei said in a deep voice: "Brother Jianyang, you will only open the new business the next year after you leave."

Zhang Jianyang nodded, walked in with a cigarette in his mouth, glanced around, and then walked towards the second floor.

The second floor is the billiard room. Zhang Jianyang saw two arrogant people standing at the entrance of the stairs, walking over in a diameter, and said in a low voice: "Where is Zhong Hao?"

"Who are you? Can you call Brother Zhong's name?"

Zhang Jianyang looked at the two of them, exhaled smoke, and said, "If I were you, I would definitely tell the answer immediately."

Before Zhang Jianyang could take action, Wang Wenwei rushed out. The explosive power of the Star Warrior made him push one of the knees before the two of them reacted, and then slapped the other in the face with a backhand, slapped the other person for several times, unable to find Bei, and rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Uh!" Wang Wenwei felt a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that his strength was not controlled properly.

Zhang Jianyang squatted down and said to the young man who did not faint and was covering his stomach and his face was so pale that he was sweating profusely: "Now, can you tell us what floor Zhong Hao is on?"

“In…in…in…in the office on the sixth floor!”

Zhang Jianyang stood up, shook his head and sighed: "Isn't it okay to say earlier? Why do you have to suffer from flesh and blood?"

On the sixth floor, Zhong Hao's office door is open. In the Imperial Bar, it is his territory. No one dares to cause trouble here.

But this law seemed to have lost its effect. When Zhang Jianyang and Wang Wenwei stood in Zhong Hao's office, he looked shocked and subconsciously stood up, a little at a loss.

Zhong Hao knew the disaster star in front of him the most. Even the new elder brother could only choose to avoid him, and he was not allowed to mess with him. Last time, after Ma Kaiqiao was forced to retreat by Zhang Jianyang in a mess, the amount of money that Zhang Jianyang's father borrowed had long been eliminated. Not to mention the money, even his pickup truck was given to Zhang Jianyang.

In Zhong Hao's eyes, it is already a blessing that he can save his life if he gets into trouble with someone like Zhang Jianyang. How dare he cause trouble for Zhang Jianyang?
Chapter completed!