Chapter 115 Joining Warehouse

"If it tastes good, eat more!" Atuo looked at the drunken shrimp in front of him and immediately pushed it in front of Wu Suowei.

"Aren't you going to eat anymore?" Wu Suowei said as he looked at the drunken shrimp that Atuo pushed over to him.

"Don't think too much. I just couldn't finish it, so I found a companion to finish it together." A-Tu rolled his eyes at Wu Suowei.

After Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other with surprise on their faces, they instantly understood what the other person meant, which was that A-Tu had some feelings for Wu Suowei.

The fat man was thinking about when this happened and whether he had been planning to target Wu from the very beginning.

However, when it comes to love matters, each of the three of them brags more than the other.

But if it happens to yourself, you will be in a situation without knowing it, and you will be confused and running around in circles.

Similarly, when it comes to the people around them, they can only let things take their course.

"Drunken shrimps are delicious, but don't eat too much. It's easy to get sick, that's what the experts say." Atuo said again, but she didn't know that Wu Suowei was not only immune to all poisons, but also had a physique that no one could match.

Wu Xie and Fatty smiled. They certainly knew about Wu’s bloodline and physique.

Like the little brother, he is immune to all poisons. He has a mysterious bloodline and is extremely domineering.

No matter how many parasites there are, if they get into your mouth they will cause death.

"Which expert is this? I'll beat him to pieces."

Atuo laughed and said, "I think I just said this. Anyway, eat less."

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other and said in unison: "You are the expert, you have the final say."

"Never mind, Tian Zhen, let's drink two bottles each as punishment." Fatty Wang stretched out his hand and took a chopstick, placed it under the beer bottle cap, and clapped his hand, and the bottle made a dull sound.

"Oh? You fat guy, I'm afraid of you." Wu Xie put the bottle cap on the table and tapped it lightly, and the cap slid down: "You can open the rest. I don't believe I'm afraid of a fat guy who is still in a state of insanity."

As they were talking, the two of them clinked their bottles together and started blowing at each other. Seeing that the two were still drunk and bold, Wu Suowei grabbed a bottle in each hand and applied light force with his fingertips.

With two crisp sounds, the beer bottle fell to the ground: "Open as many as you want and drink as much as you want? Or open as many as you want and drink as much as you want?"

Wu Xie pointed at Fatty's hairstyle with a smile on his face: "Fatty's alcohol tolerance has increased recently, so of course he drinks as much as he is told!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Suowei understood. His hair was almost rotten, but he was not willing to take care of it.

Then he decided to let the bottle caps fly for a while. A series of clicking sounds were heard, and all the remaining five cartons of beer were opened.

According to the fat man's alcohol tolerance, this amount is not enough for him to drink alone.

"Boss, another ten."

Looking at the two people blowing into the bottle, Wu Suowei also raised the bottle: "Come on, blow! What about you? How about you? Do whatever you want."

They were all the same people, with similar experiences. Being awake was depressing, and a good spring day was not as good as a dream. A-Tuo did not show any weakness, grabbing a bottle and clinking glasses with everyone.

A few people touched each other, raised their heads and started blowing.

There were a dozen or so bottles there, one after another, and a few people were drunk, sitting at the table bragging and chatting, reminiscing about the past.

"We were happy back then!" Fatty Wang kept sighing about those days. Although the business was not extremely booming in the past, it still made 40,000 to 50,000 yuan a month.

Now that he has been sanctioned, his subordinates who follow him dare not help even though they know they are in trouble.

Everyone listened to his sigh for a while.

Wu Suowei looked at the time. It was already three in the morning and the streets were almost empty.

"Let's go. You drank too much. How are you going to do business tomorrow?" Wu Suowei supported the dizzy Atuo.

At the same time, Wu Xie also supported Fatty Wang, who was not in good condition, on the way home.

The next morning, when the sun was high in the sky, Wu Suowei, who had slept until he woke up naturally, tidied up the bed on the floor.

He glanced at Atuo who was lying on the sofa and said, "Get up, it's already past ten o'clock."

A-Tou opened her eyes slowly. The dizziness in her head had not completely disappeared. Then she closed her eyes again and muttered softly, "I feel sleepy and don't want to open my eyes."

Seeing that she had not fully woken up, Wu Suowei let her rest for a while. After all, it was very difficult to rest in peace when you were in the underworld. Now that there was a chance, he let her be willful.

After a simple tidying up, I saw Fatty Wang sitting dejectedly on the edge of the bed, with his hairstyle messed up.

It was obviously the result of Wu Xie and Wu So's baptism last night.

"Didn't we agree to buy groceries and cook? You look so listless with your hairstyle. Is it really that serious?" Wu Suowei threw him a cup of Piaopiao milk tea.

When the fat man saw the milk tea, he was even more moved. He pointed his finger at his head and cried, "Piao Piao, it's gone."

Listening to Fatty Wang's voice, Wu Suowei was speechless for a while: "Piaopiao has been thrown next to you, are you going to make love with her or not?"

"Let's make it. Who said we shouldn't make it? It's so important to nourish the soul, how can we not make it?" The fat man said as he became more energetic and ran over to make a cup of milk tea: "Ah, it's still Piaopiao Xiang."

Listening to the fat man's intoxicated voice, Wu Suo felt a chill.

Buying dozens of boxes of milk tea is enough for several people to develop diabetes.

He has made so many contributions to the milk tea industry for no reason, but he doesn't even get any discount. How stingy!

Can we have fun now? A 50% discount would be nice.

"Hey, you said their family used to have a big business, how come they went bankrupt?" Fatty Wang asked, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand.

"Every family has its own problems." Wu Suowei shrugged.

When Fatty Wang turned around, a piece of paper appeared behind him.

The paper letter was the same color as his clothes, and it would be difficult to tell them apart without careful observation.

He took the paper envelope from the fat man in his hand.

"Hey, stop, when did you put it there? You don't even know something is stuck on your clothes."

Fatty Wang was confused: "I was buying groceries this morning. Which bastard played this prank?"

Just when he was looking confused, Wu Xie walked in from the door. After seeing the letter, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

Noticing that Atuo was still resting, he tried to lower his voice and said solemnly: "We are being monitored by others!"

"The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop?" Wu Suowei frowned, then turned to Wu Xie and said, "Did you find any problems when you went out just now?"

"I went to the phone booth today and found an identical letter." Wu Xie's face darkened: "The people who are monitoring us seem to know us very well. I don't think it's a good thing!" Fatty Wang, however, became indifferent: "Don't worry about whether it's a good thing or not. Let's open it and take a look."

After saying that, he opened the letter, and inside was a check for ten thousand yuan. After seeing the check, excitement appeared on his face.

There are two identical letters, one of which contains ten thousand. What about the other letter?

"Hurry, hurry, open it and take a look."

After the letter was opened, two pieces of paper were taken out from it. The fat man took a careful look and found that they were two contracts with a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan.

This is a fortune stick presented to you. Life is limited so you might as well give it a try. Please have a chat with me. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

What Wu Suo wrote on the contract was: "Green ants and new wine, red clay stove. It's going to snow in the evening, can I have a drink?"

After receiving the contract, Wu Suowei frowned, as if the person who sent this contract knew him and Wu Xie quite well.

Not only did he know that Wu Xie was ill, but he also knew what Wu Suo liked to do most - drinking. In order to attract him, he even took out the new wine from home.

"It seems that he knows us very well." Wu Suowei looked at the two people beside him, with a rare hint of mockery on his lips.

This is exactly a mockery of the other party's lack of understanding of him. He is not an alcoholic, and fine wine is dispensable to him.

Drinking is just a coincidence of coming across good wine. I didn't expect that some people would use this habit as bait.

Hearing this, Wu Xie's face remained solemn. It was obvious that the other party knew him very well. The more he thought about it, the more he suspected that Wang Junyi had something to tell him about the mobile phone virus, but since they had not signed a contract, the other party also attached great importance to confidentiality.

For a moment, the room fell silent. Fatty Wang, holding a check, was the first to break the silence. The check in his hand made a clicking sound.

"This is quite interesting. What should we do?"

Wu Xie pinched his waist, a thoughtful expression on his face: "What should I do? I'm being monitored all the time, I feel uncomfortable, I'll just have a meeting!"

"We'll meet, we'll meet." Wu Suowei smiled. Since the other party had already asked him to meet, if everyone didn't go, they would appear to be cowardly. The other party offered such a high monthly salary, so his family had plenty of money.

You must not be afraid of these wealthy people. If you are afraid, you will spend the rest of your life being harassed by their minions.

Expecting that the other party must be intending to harass them, Wu Suowei, Wu Xie, and Fatty immediately went to the address given by the other party.

The scenery along the way is very familiar.

"Is this a car repair shop? They pay 50,000 yuan for repairing a car, but you're going to die from it?" The fat man leaned against the golden cup and ate melon seeds leisurely, "We can't do this job. We have to take care of our health."

Different from what Fatty saw, Wu Suowei and Wu Xie both came here with their eyes open.

So I was very impressed by this place.

"We've been here before." Wu Suowei took a closer look inside, and continued to answer Wang Pangzi in surprise, "This is Warehouse 11. The last time we went back, you were in a wine jar. We drove all the way here and passed by here."

"That's not right. We have a grudge against Warehouse 11. This is the Hongmen Banquet, we need revenge." Three bars appeared on the fat man's forehead.

"This is Warehouse 11. If you want revenge, there's no need to be so immature. Besides, our second uncle helped us last time."

When Wu Xie saw that the real culprit was from Warehouse 11, a hint of calmness appeared on his face.

Different from Wu Xie's calmness, Wu Suo always had a faint smile on his face.

The water in Warehouse 11 is very deep.

The most basic employee who has just joined the company is just a small ant in front of the old employees.

The lower level can only obey the upper level unconditionally, which means that the old employees can bully the lower level at any time. Moreover, the affairs of the upper structure are completely opaque, and the direction is controlled by only the supervisor.

Here, a supervisor is equivalent to a local overlord. It can be said that as long as the status is below that of the supervisor, he can promote anyone he likes, and he can punish anyone he doesn't like.

"It seems that this pot of wine is not so easy to drink. Wu Suowei murmured, and then looked at the two people beside him: "Let's go and take a look."

The three men walked with vigorous steps towards the main entrance of Eleven Faces. Seeing the people coming, a security guard in the uniform of Eleven Warehouse stopped them immediately.

"You are not allowed to come in casually here."

Seeing that he stopped in his tracks, Wu Suowei took out the contract and showed it, and then was taken to the window to register for the admission notice.

After some registration, the two people who received the notice were allowed to pass.

As for the fat man without a notice, he didn't even have the right to visit. As soon as he reached the guardrail, he was persuaded to leave by the stern-faced security guard.

Fatty Wang was furious about this: "Fuck, there is still a place that I, Fatty Wang, can't enter? Who are you leading?"

Wu Xie patted Fatty's shoulder and consoled him kindly: "Alright, alright Fatty. Keep a low profile, keep a low profile, don't cause any trouble, we're just going to take a look. Be good, call me if you have anything."

After steadying Fatty Wang, Wu Xie pointed with his chin at the road leading to Warehouse 11: "Let's go, little brother Wu."

Led by the security guard, the two walked through rows of tiled houses and finally stepped onto the stairs leading underground. A moment later, an automatically rising safety door appeared in front of them.

What came into view was the warehouse team leader Heiba ​​who was standing at the door and making a phone call. The security guard had completely lost the arrogance he had at the door, and at this moment he became extremely well-behaved.

"Team leader, the person has been brought here."

Wu Xie simply said hello to him, but the guy ignored him and turned around to ask even more arrogantly, "Have you verified it?"

After getting the security guard's accurate reply, Hei Ba still didn't look at Wu Suowei and Wu Xie directly, and walked deeper into the warehouse.

After hanging up, he asked Wu Xie a lot of questions with an attitude of superiority. As for the fact that Wu Suowei was just an employee, he simply ignored it.

"Hurry, hurry, what are you guys dawdling for?" Soon, the two people following Heiba ​​were taken to a large warehouse area with many people inside.

A dozen employees in work uniforms urged those who came to report to gather.

Wu Suowei walked into the crowd and looked around. He found that several of the employees standing inside were people he had seen before.

And upstairs stood a leader holding a walkie-talkie.

His face was full of smiles, but his smiles were full of teasing and cunning. Seeing him, Wu Suowei frowned. The top person in the special department - Director Ding.

Standing on a high place, he had a playful look on his face.

"To make a long story short, everyone, we have been tracking and contacting most of the people here for more than three years. After investigation, we found that they are indeed suitable for this job. And they have not revealed any information about us in the past three years, which is why we have come to this point."

"Warehouse 11 has a history of more than 100 years, and confidentiality and strictness are our two main characteristics."

"We provide warehousing and logistics services to companies in need. It can be said that anything that exists in this world can be stored in the Eleventh Warehouse."

Confidentiality training is a contract that every large organization must sign, and confidentiality training must also be conducted during the same period.

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