Chapter 140 Old Fish's Blockage

Get on your motorcycle and drive all the way to Piaopiao Hair Art.

There's no doubt that the fat man is there.

Ding, ding, ding.

Hmm? Who is it? Still restless after get off work.

I took out my cell phone and saw, wow, it’s the deputy warehouse manager.

Whenever he thought of him, Wu Suowei could feel his true face.

Well, the social practices of Warehouse 11.

"Hello, Xiao Wuzi, congratulations, we have found out the truth about Zicang." said the deputy manager on the other end of the phone.

“Hehe, no, these were all found by Wu Xie from the Special Equipment Department.” Wu Suowei laughed.

"You kid, you are a monkey spirit."

"Deputy Manager, do you have any instructions?" Wu Suowei said into the phone.

"Haha, Xiao Wuzi, this matter is also done. Are you going to smoke, drink and perm your hair with your brother?"

Bah, there is not a single good person in Warehouse 11.

"Haha, that's right. I have to perm my hair with you to feel it." Wu Suowei said with a playful smile on the other end.

"Good comrade, Xiao Wuzi, let me put it this way. As long as you are efficient at work, you will not only get a raise, but also a promotion. Um, is it still the same place?" The deputy manager said in a loud and clear voice.

Damn, old fox.

Looking at Piaopiao Hair Art, well, the staff is sparse. There will be a time to use money in the future.

Hehe, Wu Suowei smiled.

"Okay, deputy manager, please go ahead."

After chatting with the deputy manager for a while, I walked closer to Piaopiao Hair Art.

The fat guy is still in the same bad state, there is no hope for him.

Atou had already gone back a long time ago. Her shop was sometimes busy and sometimes not, but she was mainly doing appraisals.

I had some skewers with the fat guy again and told him what had happened.

the next day.

Wu Xie walked into the office of the head of Warehouse 11 with an expressionless face.

As soon as he saw Wu Xie coming, he was very enthusiastic and wanted to hug Wu Xie.

"Hahaha, Yo, Wu Xie, come here, come here, sit down."

He didn't care at all whether Wu Xie's discovery of the Soul Bottle was a slap in his face or not.

Instead, it seemed as if he was proud of having discovered a good employee.

Manager Ding invited Wu Xie to sit on the sofa.

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, you have successfully found the truth."

Wu Xie has now seen clearly what kind of person Manager Ding is, so he has no scruples and immediately puts his feet on the table.

"It's expected that you would investigate this kind of thing." Manager Ding ignored Wu Xie's insolence and instead pointed at him and praised him.

"You are the second person in Warehouse 11 to be promoted without even completing the training."

"Oh, then who is the first one?" Wu Xie said with a smile.

Manager Ding picked up a piece of assessment paper with a friendly smile on his face: "Wu Suowei, he is a royal relative. That guy doesn't count, so you still earned glory for our special equipment department."

Wu Xie was not interested in his smile at all: "What I care about now is not whether I can win glory or not, but what kind of reward I will get after passing!"

Manager Ding knocked on the cardboard folder in his hand. "I'm officially notifying you that you've been promoted to the fourth-level warehouse clerk. From now on, all warehouse clerks below you in Warehouse 11 will be arranged by you, and you also have the right to go out to visit your family. You can come and go freely in Warehouse 11."

Wu Xie was overjoyed as he also had the right to visit his relatives and come and go freely.

All warehouse workers who are lower in level than him must obey management. It is really a good treatment. He suddenly thought of something of extraordinary significance, which is more real than these.

"Free access?" Wu Xie's voice was full of sarcasm, and then he said expressionlessly: "Then according to our previous agreement, all the goods in the warehouse belong to me."

"European servers are dead!" Manager Ding said as if it was a matter of course, but he immediately changed the subject: "Of course, I'm referring to the pawned goods."

Listening to Manager Ding fulfilling the contract, Wu Xie smiled and said, "I like Warehouse 11 more and more."

Manager Ding did not give up the opportunity to suppress Wu Xie, and said in a leader's tone of disciplining employees: "Let me be frank with you. Warehouse 11 clearly distinguishes between rewards and punishments. If you do a good job, all the rewards are yours. However, if something goes wrong within your scope of responsibility one day, you will be fully responsible for the consequences."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Xie, who had been smiling, looked solemn. Seeing his expression, Manager Ding also smiled.

"Wu Xie, you have to work hard!"

Just when Manager Ding wanted to take a picture of him, Wu Xie looked at him seriously and said, "Don't worry, I will never disappoint you."

The two men confronted each other for a while, and Manager Ding was the first to smile: "Hahaha, of course."

Wu Xie ignored his enthusiasm, turned around and walked towards the dormitory. As soon as he reached the corridor, he saw Wu Suowei leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest.

"Hey, aren't you going to take a rest? Why are you here?" Wu Xie was shaking the promotion record in his hand.

"I have no choice but to come here to ask for money. I own one third of the things in the warehouse, and I'm afraid you'll run away. Besides, it's my salary, boss." Wu Suowei said with a smile.

"Don't worry, as long as the fat guy doesn't deduct, you will get one-third. Let's go. This time I have been promoted to level four, which is higher than you now."

Hearing his voice, Wu Suowei pointed to his rank nameplate.

Level 4? Wu Xie was stunned. He got all the credit for the strange goods.

Moreover, Wu’s so-called promotion was too weird and totally against the rules.

"So, my position is still half a level higher than yours. Work hard and you will have another chance in the future!"

The two chatted as they walked to the dormitory. As soon as they reached the door, a group of people surrounded them and looked at them with unfriendly expressions.

The two men ignored them and turned away, and Lao Yu's voice was heard.

"Why are you leaving if you haven't broken the rules? Isn't it just someone with you? What's the big deal? People like you should be supported by your parents." Lao Yu looked at Wu Xie and said.

"What have you learned since you came to Warehouse 11? You can't learn how to stack goods, and you can't learn the rules. This makes it difficult for us seniors to do our work."

"Two hundred push-ups." Everyone looked at him again.

Now we have been upgraded to the third-level warehouse management, so we can’t be that confident.

However, both of them were already level 4 people, so they naturally looked down on such small minions. Seeing that the two ignored him, Lao Yu was angry: "Why are you looking at me? Look at Four Hundred again. And you, Wu Suowei, a mere level 2. You dare to disobey the rules of Warehouse 11? Same, Four Hundred."

Wu Suowei laughed helplessly: "Old Fish, you got promoted, but do you really think you are a man just because you got promoted?"

"What do you mean? Eight hundred!" Lao Yu made a standard eight-character gesture with his fingers!
"Lao Yu, I'm just old. If I were a few years younger, I would definitely play with you!" Wu Xie said with a sneer on his face.

As soon as the words fell, several employees of Warehouse 11 led by Lao Yu laughed. There was disdain and ridicule in their voices, but Wu Xie and Wu Suowei also laughed.

The same laughter made Lao Yu's stomach ache: "They actually threatened me."

"Oh, this guy's brain is broken and stupid." Wu Suowei shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"Yeah, look at how they are laughing, their tears and snot are coming out." Wu Xie said to Lao Yu and the others.

"What are you laughing at? I'm serious!"

When Lao Yu heard this, his fat face like a winter melon turned gloomy and he narrowed his eyes as big as melon seeds.

Suddenly, Wu Suowei and Wu Xie could only see a gap. Seeing his expression, Wu Xie took on the leadership style: "Isn't it? You are such a person with low self-esteem."

"You lack a sense of security. You must have been bullied a lot outside Warehouse 11. Otherwise, why would you use such childish means to bully others every day?"

"Ah, don't be so shameless. You are already so grown up, right?"

Lao Yu was touched by Wu Xie, and with a voice full of exasperation, he pointed at Wu Xie and said.

"Wu Xie, I always thought you were a very smart person. I am very upset when you talk like this."

Lao Yu's voice and expression almost made Wu Suowei laugh. This group of people are really something. They bully others without even considering their level. They should know how much meat they have.
Wu Xie listened to him and hit him on the head with a clipboard: "Are you happy now?"

He was pumping as he spoke, and the exasperated Lao Yu immediately tried to resist. He was very suitable for being a meat shield, but before he could even straighten his fist, he was knocked to the ground by Wu Xie's punch.

Lao Yu now understands that he is no match for his opponent in a one-on-one fight.

"Hit me!"

The people following him were preparing to start a fight. Wu Xie put up his book clip, and Wu Suowei pointed to his name tag.

Holy shit! Everyone who was about to start a fight was stunned. The top leader of L4 had actually arrived. The employees who had their fists raised in the air quickly put their hands down.

Everyone stood at attention and at ease, waiting for the leader's inspection.

When Lao Yu saw his soldiers standing respectfully beside him, he felt a bad feeling in his heart.

He stood up, wiped the blood from his nose, and stretched his head to look at Wu Xie and Wu Suowei.

Damn! L 4, a monster, so unconventional? Some people are just good, so fast, what about the rules of the eleventh warehouse?
"Old Fish, what should we do?" Wu Suowei said with a smile: "How about you give me some money? Two hundred, okay?"

Hehe, Lao Yu looked at the two people with a helpless look. In addition to the awkward smile, there was still an awkward smile.

His expression made Wu Xie unhappy. He used a book clip to push against Lao Yu's chest and showed his leadership style again.
"You've been around for so long, how come your level is still lower than ours?"

"IQ determines destiny. What you said is that your life will be difficult in the future."

"No, you guys." A look of horror appeared on Lao Yu's face.

"I was just kidding. Are we such stingy people?" Wu Xie said seriously. Seeing Wu Suowei nodding continuously, Lao Yu smiled.

"I punched you a few times just now, so let's settle the old scores." Wu Xie extended a friendly hand and said, "Come on, let's make friends."

Seeing the olive branch coming, Lao Yu wiped his hands, bent down, held Wu Xie's hand tightly, shook it a few times, and then he stretched out his hand again to shake hands with Wu Suowei.

Looking at his snotty hand, Wu Suowei walked straight into the depths of the corridor.

Wu Suowei left, and Wu Xie pointed at the people around him with his clipboard: "Work hard, and keep working hard in the future!"

The people around him immediately nodded and bowed. Seeing them obeying his orders, Wu Xie followed Wu Suo's footsteps. After taking a few steps, he stopped.

The book clip pointed at Lao Yu again: "I think you are too fat, more than 300 kilograms, right? Why are you so fat? You are not going to be slaughtered, right? Being so fat is not conducive to work, you should lose some weight."

Upon hearing this, Lao Yu was stunned, and then his face turned from winter melon to bitter melon, but Wu Xie still had a smile on his face: "We are not such stingy people, 400 push-ups."

After saying that, Wu Xie pointed at the surveillance camera above and the people trapped by Zhou Kun: "Count them all for me. If there is one less, you should also exercise."

"Counting, counting."

"A certain number, a certain number."

The people around him kept nodding and promising to complete the task perfectly, four hundred. Lao Yu was trembling all over, and his voice was full of shock.

"Four, four hundred? Leader, you don't have to be so generous. Your sudden concern hurt me. How about you be stingy?"

"How can a leader be stingy?" Wu Xie's face was dark and he looked concerned. "Eight hundred! Look at them, eight hundred. Look at you again, they have a warehouse, we also have a warehouse, are there any as fat as you?"

"Eight, eight hundred?" Lao Yu exclaimed. Seeing that Wu Xie was still trying to increase the price, he immediately understood: "I will reduce it, I will reduce it, I will reduce it immediately."

Not long after Wu Xie left, Lao Yu sat on the ground with a wronged look on his face. Before he could cry, Wu Suowei came over again and smacked him on the forehead.

Lao Yu immediately covered his head and looked at him in this situation. Wu Suowei said coldly: "The leader's words are useless, right? Hurry up and do it. If you don't do it, it will be 1,600. When the time comes, I will count them one by one on the monitor."

In the dormitory, Wu Suowei held the milk tea given by Fatty in his hand and looked at Wu Xie in the mirror.

He now adjusted his L4 nameplate with a solemn expression. This was not only a matter of level, but also a matter of treatment.

In Warehouse 11, a place where only those in power have the final say, the only way out for everyone is to work hard and climb up.

A higher-ranking official can crush a lower-ranking official. Although L4 is not a very high rank, it is already a middle or senior level employee in the special department.

It is even said that the number has exceeded 80% of the employees in the Special Department.

Therefore, he already has a lot of power, and when it comes to dispatching his subordinates, this power is greater than that of Wu Suowei, who works in the maintenance department.

After all, Wu's so-called maintenance department is only composed of royal relatives.

"Don't be so conceited. Work hard. One day, you will unlock all the secrets of Warehouse 11." Wu Suowei stretched lazily: "Ah, Warehouse 11, you should get promoted quickly and wait for me to bring these treasures home!"

Wu Xie looked at himself in the mirror twice more, his expression profound, and he laughed.

"I don't know if the eleventh warehouse can be moved back home, but the sub-warehouse is still possible. Let's go get the things for now."

After saying that, the two of them went out and headed towards the relevant department. Along the way, new and old employees exuded expressions of envy and jealousy.

Fatty Wang, who was in the rental house, kept burping. He searched the house thoroughly but could not find any trace of Wu Suowei.

"Where have you been? Aren't you supposed to be off work today? Really? You're running around again."

The fat man sighed, took out his cell phone and called a gangster on the street. The gangster's timid voice came from the phone.

But he didn't care much about the gangster's experience, and instead started to reprimand him.

"I'm telling you, Fatty must keep a close eye on that guy named Xue, and also that bad girl with dreadlocks."

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