There was an extremely eerie silence in the entire office.
A second later, Zhou Fuming jumped up from the leather chair as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and shouted loudly: "Let's all get in together, why are you standing there standing there!"
Then Zhou Fuming pressed the transmitter again: "Li Quan, call all the outsiders in!"
The men looked at each other and rushed towards Yang Hao at the same time. Yang Hao snorted and took the initiative to rush towards the thugs.
These men are more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but in front of Yang Hao, they are like babies in front of adults, not worth mentioning at all.
After a few clicks, Yang Hao knocked over a few more, and at this time all the men playing cards downstairs rushed in.
Seeing that Yang Hao was as unstoppable as a tiger, Zhou Fuming showed a bit of fear in his eyes and shouted: "Get this guy, kill him!"
In the crowd, several men pulled out the daggers beside them at the same time. A thin man quietly approached Yang Hao's back, and the dagger in his hand pierced Yang Hao's back like a poisonous snake.
Yang Hao's eyes suddenly showed a bit of evil spirit, and he grabbed his wrist with his backhand, as if he had eyes, and twisted it with his backhand.
Click!
The steel bars of Yang Hao's bracelet can be twisted and bent, but it is extremely easy to break a person's hand bones.
The man dropped the dagger to the ground, screamed and fell to the ground holding his wrists. The broken bones looked extremely miserable, and the white bones pierced the skin, which looked horrifying.
Originally, Yang Hao was just going to teach these people a lesson, but they used the knife unscrupulously and made up their minds to destroy him. How could Yang Hao be polite to them anymore?
Yang Hao rushed all the way, wailing everywhere he went.
The one with bare hands was knocked to the ground by Yang Hao, and the one with sharp weapons was broken by Yang Hao. When Yang Hao stopped again, there was no one standing in the entire office except Yang Hao.
Yang Hao tipped his toes, and a dagger bounced up from the ground and fell into Yang Hao's hand. Yang Hao walked up to Zhou Fuming, who had a frightened look on his face and was sweating on his forehead. He stabbed it gently, and the dagger suddenly sank into the solid wood desk.
, Yang Hao looked down at Zhou Fuming, who was slumped on the leather chair, and grinned: "Mr. Zhou, where is the money?"
Looking at Yang Hao's smile, Zhou Fuming felt that his legs were shaking, and a drop of sweat dripped on his forehead, but he did not dare to reach out to wipe it. The industry he was originally engaged in was half black and half white, and he had seen all kinds of people.
, it is common to see blood, but I have never seen such a powerful and ruthless man!
A good man doesn't want to suffer immediate losses, so Zhou Fuming decided to surrender immediately. He didn't want to be dealt with as badly as those of his subordinates...
"Pay it back, pay it back right away!"
Zhou Fuming agreed without hesitation, and then asked cautiously: "Do you want a check or cash?"
Yang Hao thought for a moment and said, "Cash."
Yang Hao knew that Zhou Fuming was afraid of him now and did not dare to play any tricks, but there was no guarantee that he would fall out after he left. Although he was not afraid that he would fall out and cause trouble for him, he did not want to make a second trip for the same thing.
Zhou Fuming was really not short of money as he said. He opened the safe in the office in front of Yang Hao. It was filled with piles of money. Zhou Fuming found a pocket and put one million cash in it, and carefully put it away.
In front of Yang Hao, he picked up a few more piles and placed them next to his pocket.
"In my pocket is one million owed. This fifty thousand is my personal compensation for you..."
Yang Hao glanced at the pile of money and sneered: "I'm here to collect debts, not a robber."
Zhou Fuming said with a smile: "This is a small amount of hard work. I'm sorry to bother you to come and collect the debt in person..."
Yang Hao looked at Zhou Fuming with a smile: "Since you said so, I won't be polite."
Zhou Fuming had a smile on his face: "It should, it should."
Yang Hao picked up the big bag containing one million yuan, put the fifty thousand yuan into his pocket, lit a cigarette, stared at Zhou Fuming and said: "When you blasted us away just now, I seemed to hear you talking about grandson.
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Zhou Fuming immediately grimaced, raised his hand and slapped himself twice: "Brother, I'm sorry, I am the grandson, and you are my grandfather, please be noble and spare me."
Zhou Fuming's two slaps were really hard. Finger marks appeared on his face, and his face quickly became swollen.
Yang Hao sighed: "You are so boring, at least you have to be tougher. At least wait until I clean up your act before you relent..."
Zhou Fuming smiled coquettishly, not daring to answer, but he was already scolding in his heart, tough?
If I were stubborn, I would probably be even worse off than those people on the ground, not to mention that no matter how stubborn I was, I would still have to pay back the money in the end, or be embarrassed, so why not give in as soon as possible?
Yang Hao stared at Zhou Fuming and asked with a smile: "I heard that you and the Black Panther Club are still related..."
Zhou Fuming's face froze, and he quickly waved his hand and explained: "It's just a little bit related. My brother-in-law is a small leader of the Black Panthers, and I am bragging about my relationship with the Black Panthers..."
"Little boss, that's also a relationship."
Yang Hao said casually, Zhou Fuming's face turned pale again, and he secretly thought to himself that this guy didn't know where he came from, but he was a simple salesperson in the Jasmine Company, knowing full well that he would have a relationship with Black Panther.
He still dares to trouble himself, he is definitely not an ordinary person...
Seeing Zhou Fuming's attitude, Yang Hao lost interest in continuing to find trouble with him: "Forget it, that's it. My name is Yang Hao. If you are not convinced, you can go to the sales department of Jasmine Company to find me, and we can have a good chat.
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Zhou Fuming repeatedly said that he did not dare: "I am convinced, I am convinced... This is the debt I should have paid in the first place. I hope you will forgive me for what I have offended today..."
Have a chat?
Let’s talk today, that’s it for now. I won’t talk to you again unless my brain is amusing...
Yang Hao carried a large bag of money and walked out calmly. Zhou Fuming leaned behind to see him off. Yang Hao took two steps and remembered something: "By the way, I don't want what happened today."
People in the company know that if the news is leaked..."
"Don't worry, it will never happen. I will instruct my subordinates and there will definitely be no mistakes!"
Yang Hao nodded with satisfaction and continued to walk out. Zhou Fuming secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After walking out of the office, Yang Hao looked at the charming female receptionist and whistled loudly: "Beauty, do you want to have lunch together?"
The alluring female receptionist witnessed the whole thing. Her little face turned pale. She looked at Yang Hao as if she saw a man-eating monster. Her body trembled slightly and she didn't dare to answer at all.
…
Yang Hao carried his bag and stepped into the glass door of the Sixth Sales Department. He saw Li Hongwei standing in front of his desk, scolding Zhou Manyuan.
"...It's been almost three months since you joined the company, but you can't even collect a single debt. How can you become a regular employee with your work efficiency?"
Zhou Manyuan looked aggrieved, but she still held her head high and argued: "Section Chief, that account is not just about whether we come back, there are so many people before, but no one can claim it back..."
Li Hongwei snorted coldly: "If others can't collect this debt, why don't they just collect it? Moreover, there are special instructions for this debt. Whoever can collect this money will get a 5% commission. If you lose money, you will get a commission of 5%."
I still take care of you and leave this business to you. As long as you complete it, you will have an outstanding performance. Not only can you get a commission, but you can also become a regular next month. But you have disappointed me so much.
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Zhou Manyuan held her head up stubbornly and did not bow her head because of Li Hongwei's reprimand: "Section Chief, you are clearly forcing someone to make things difficult for you. If the account was so easy to collect, you would have collected it yourself. What about the 5% commission?
, but you sent me, a new employee who just joined the company, to recruit me, and you used this as a reason not to make me a regular employee. This is obviously unfair!"
There were many employees in the Sixth Sales Department. Seeing this scene, they all watched from a distance, some were gloating, and some looked sympathetic...
Zhou Manyuan's direct rebuttal, and the surrounding staff watching from a distance, made Li Hongwei feel very humiliated, and his face suddenly darkened: "Is there anyone like you who talks to your boss like this? There is a problem with your attitude..."
"Section Chief..."
A lazy address suddenly appeared, interrupting Li Hongwei's scolding. Li Hongwei turned around angrily, only to see another thorn in his side, Yang Hao, walking over quickly with a handbag in hand.
Yang Hao walked up to Zhou Manyuan and winked mischievously at Zhou Manyuan, whose eyes were slightly red. This action immediately made Zhou Manyuan, who was originally angry, feel a lot happier.
"Section Chief, I was just at the door. I heard you say that if Zhou Manyuan and I recover the debt, and with this performance, Zhou Manyuan can become a full-time employee, right?"
Li Hongwei nodded gloomily: "Yes, I said this, but now Zhou Manyuan's three-month internship period has expired. If I can't get it back..."
"No more ifs."
Yang Hao bared his teeth and smiled, then threw the bag in his hand on the table: "The one million from Kailicquot Company has been taken back."
The bag fell on the table, scattered, and several piles of red bills rolled out.
Yang Hao turned his head and smiled at Zhou Manyuan: "Zhou Manyuan, congratulations on finally becoming a regular employee."
A very inconspicuous handbag with a brand-new red note slipping out, irritating the eyes of everyone in the office.
There's a million in this handbag?
Yang Hao just casually walked back to the company from Veuve Clicquot with one million in cash?
Isn't he afraid of being robbed?
They actually collected the debt owed by Veuve Clicquot?
Many employees in the Sixth Sales Department had been listening to what was going on here with their ears pricked up. This sudden scene shocked them. They knew how difficult it was to collect this debt. They were very clear about it.
The employee whose leg was broken is not yet discharged from the hospital...