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"what?"

"I have 3 minutes left before timeout. I don't need to clock in. It doesn't matter."

Smile.

"By the way, I remember that the chair in your office is a little worn. A few days ago, the warehouse counted a few extra office chairs. I suggest you get a new one."

"It's better to sit in a good chair for a long time."

"Really? No need to apply for a change?"

"No, just fill in an application form later."

The secretary didn't believe that An Shiyao would disagree with such a small request. He just went with the flow.

As for the person who was transferred to the production department as an assistant and kept complaining about the transfer application, just keep the application form. I'm sure Mr. An would only feel annoyed when he sees it.

The education level is only high school, which should have been abolished long ago. Why didn't I study hard in the first place? Without education, I have not produced any commendable results in all these years.

The fat manager kept asking, but the secretary actually thought he should worry more about his own position. His problem was no small matter either. It was not difficult for Mr. An to fire him because he only had 0.1% of the shares, and the same was true for the shareholders who held 5% of the shares.

Production Department Office.

After reading the message sent by the secretary, the fat manager's face turned green.

"Uncle, I can't stand it anymore!"

"I often work overtime until 9pm, which is later than the average employee."

"My wife keeps arguing with me, and the school asked me to go..."

"..."

The production workshop was already noisy, and his nephew chattering in front of him made him even more annoyed.

"I asked you to stay here for a few months and settle down, but you ignored me?"

"Hand it over. I'll hand it over for you. I've stuffed the money in. I won't take a damn cent."

"what can I do?"

"My fucking shareholders told me to be prepared to transfer to another position!"

"Now it's fun. Because of you, I might as well be dead."

"Let me ask you a question now, can you be an assistant in the production department or not?"

"..."

"You can't do it, right? Okay, I'll help you submit your resignation forms later. If you don't want to do it, there are plenty of people who can do it."

The fat manager in front always thought that they would see each other during the New Year, so he helped his nephew a little.

It's different now.

He himself has been threatened and his own interests have been damaged. He still helps Ji Mao. At worst, he will turn against his nephew's relatives.

Not enough help?

What a joke, I only got into this company thanks to his nod, not to mention being a supervisor somewhere else.

Marketing department office.

"Manager Su, are you used to it recently?"

Su Ming only vaguely felt that the enthusiasm of the supervisors towards him remained unabated.

To be honest, Su Ming was not used to the enthusiasm of these executives. He had a hunch that the conversations with colleagues who seemed to have a good relationship with him would become more and more subtle as his position was promoted.

For example, go to the warehouse management.

Everyone was playing with their phones, but put them away immediately when they saw Su Ming coming. There was obviously someone who had smoked with Su Ming at the back of the warehouse.

I mean, what's the point of checking the order if the goods haven't arrived yet?

There's no point in pretending to order something you've already ordered.

"Secretary Gao said there were a few chairs and asked me to exchange them for old ones."

Forget it.

There will be differences after all. But we were not good friends to begin with, and I would feel uncomfortable if my apprentice became like this.

At least that guy came here to eat breakfast while hiding from surveillance even if he was moved to the supervisor's office.

Not much work.

Not only because An Shiyao helped deal with it yesterday, but also because of others.

Originally, we had to worry about the annual report and check various things. But the fat manager said that he was new to the job and he was responsible for the statistics of the mess left by his nephew.

On the one hand, he must correct some discrepancies, but on the other hand, he is also trying to be nice, right?

This is the power of a wife!

After clicking on a few approvals, he pretended to inspect with his hands behind his back. Seeing that many of his former colleagues were pretending to work for the sake of face, Su Ming still felt that it was really unnecessary.

As long as the required work is completed, everyone should do what they are supposed to do. They come to the company to work, not to go to jail. Of course, if they don't do anything and just play around, they should be scolded. These surveillances are in the way.

It's like installing surveillance cameras in the classroom when you're in school. You can never feel at ease in the classroom. To put it bluntly, you have to be careful even when cleaning your ears.

However, there is no surveillance in the supervisor’s office, nor in the general manager’s office.

Office play is exciting. Did An Shiyao clean the sofa?

noon.

staff canteen.

It's definitely been developed.

Forced to be developed by An Shiyao and Xia Ye. The Soul of Sese is too strong.

An Shiyao did hold back and didn't abuse her power to look for me like she did yesterday. But I felt a little uncomfortable?

"I used to be such an honest person..."

"? Master, are you talking about gods and demons?"

The apprentice sitting opposite laughed, "You are the only one who is honest. If you hadn't taken me to that marginal massage shop..."

"Shh-"

Su Ming looked around and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I never go to the club."

"I understand, I understand, don't worry. My junior sister and I always praise you highly when we talk about you."

"Master was always trying his best to be my girlfriend's wingman. How could I repay her with hatred?"

It's not a big deal.

At least Su Ming had never done anything illegal. He didn't know about the club before he went in. He smiled and asked if he wanted to work overtime, but he never agreed.

It turns out that I am really a gentleman.

Now, for Su Ming, the issues with An Shiyao and Xia Ye were resolved. The only thing left was how to deal with the other relationships that came from them.

Just because the two of them tolerated me, it didn't mean that the others behind them would do the same...

Will Avril still recognize herself as her father?

Will An Xiaoxi still call herself brother-in-law?

My head still hurts. When facing my own woman, I know her inside out, so I am sure that I can get her back no matter what happens. But the people around them are different.

Yes, and An Shiyao's father. All kinds of relatives.

All I can say is that the bridge is naturally straight to the bow.

On the bright side, others don't even have the right to worry about such things. I never thought that I would have two wives at the same time in this life.

"Master, your smile is a bit disgusting. And there are vegetable leaves on your front teeth."

Was photographed.

"I advise you to delete it."

"I'll send it to Junior Sister to help you build some relationship."

"Then I will send the picture of you doing cupping in the club to my sister-in-law."

"I still have the picture of Master leading me to the club. Let's die together. Hey, Master, why don't you believe me, a person who has experienced this? Send this kind of clown picture to Junior Sister, I guarantee you will have something to talk about again. When it comes to love, the passionate stage is when you hurt each other."

"Don't post it. Xia Ye and I have our own paths, what do you know."

Sending this overly smiling picture to Xia Ye means that you simply think the current situation is too good, right?

Until lunch and lunch break, Su Ming felt that everything was under control.

"Brother Ming, I want to resign."

"..."

Xia Ye went to work and after clocking in, he did not go to the live broadcast room. Instead, he came to Su Ming's office.

"It's okay to quit. After all, your original purpose was not to work."

Su Ming didn't think Xia Ye really wanted to become an Internet celebrity.

She used her brain in this way purely for her own sake.

"I want to go back home."

"Ah? Hometown?"

"Work time is almost up. I'll talk to Brother Ming after work."