Zhao Dong hung up the phone and went straight to the top-floor office area.
He only knew that Manager Shen was the representative of the Su family here.
And Zhao Dong came here this time to serve as the other party's deputy and assist him in all his work.
As for whether Manager Shen knows his identity?
How did the Su family explain it to the other party?
He had no idea.
In his confused thoughts, Zhao Dong had already arrived at the entrance of the office area again.
Next to the gate, stood a fat, middle-aged man, slightly bald, with a smile on his face that looked like the Maitreya Buddha.
Seeing Zhao Dong, he hurried forward and said, "Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam this morning, so I kept you waiting for a long time."
"Sit down, I'll take you over to get the access card first."
"From now on, we will be colleagues and look after each other."
Seeing that the other party kept his attitude very low, Zhao Dong did not dare to put on airs.
While busy, the access card was processed quickly.
When he arrived at the office, Zhao Dong was a little dumbfounded.
The office is located at the end of the corridor, opposite the utility room and next door to the women's toilet.
Before I got closer, the smell of aroma and moisture were mixed together, and the smell was a bit pungent.
Manager Shen smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Zhao, the office resources here are very tight, so the conditions are a bit difficult, let's overcome it!"
Zhao Dong didn't say anything. Although he had already guessed that the situation would not be good, it was still somewhat beyond his expectation.
Entering the door, the office is cramped and there is only one window in the room.
Mr. Shen is also a long-time smoker. As soon as he entered the house, the pungent smell of cigarette smoke hit the door.
Manager Shen walked in front and hurriedly opened the window, "Mr. Zhao, do you want to smoke?"
Zhao Dong nodded.
Manager Shen breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good. We have a special location here. If you don't know how to smoke, it won't be easy."
Zhao Dong stood still and looked around.
There was only an old desk in the room with messy newspapers piled on it. There was a computer next to it, with its screen and keyboard all covered with dust.
The ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts, and the floor was covered with old newspapers and magazines.
Zhao Dong felt that he was already careless.
The result was unexpected. Mr. Shen was even more sloppy. This office was not much different from a doghouse. Even he couldn't stand it.
As soon as I entered the house, I couldn't even move my feet.
Manager Shen kicked away the newspaper and said, "Mr. Zhao, what a joke!"
"Sit down, what about that? Do you want to drink water?"
Zhao Dong said politely, "No, Mr. Shen, please introduce your work to me."
Manager Shen smiled enigmatically, "Work?"
Before Zhao Dong could open his mouth, he pointed and said, "Sit down and talk."
Zhao Dong pulled up a chair and sat in front of him.
Manager Shen handed over the cigarette, "Smoking, there are only two of us in this room, there is no need to be restrained."
Zhao Dong didn't answer it and rushed to pass his cigarette over.
The cigarette is soft, specially prepared for going to work today, and it comes in handy now.
Manager Shen's eyes lit up and his title changed, "Okay, brother, it's a class!"
Zhao Dong is not a newbie in the workplace, and he quickly established a harmonious relationship as he started to smoke.
Manager Shen then spoke, "Brother Zhao, how long have you been in Su's family?"
Zhao Dong said half-truthfully, "Just came in."
Manager Shen looked up and down and asked with a smile, "Did you offend someone?"
Zhao Dong followed his lead and said, "Maybe...I have been in the military. Sometimes I speak upright and do things that are not important. Brother Shen will take care of me in the future."
Manager Shen looked determined, "No wonder!"
"Okay, let me tell you the truth, we don't care about this place."
"I don't have work at all. At the end of the month, the mall will send you the report."