Song Yuanchao couldn't understand why his comrades envied his job.
He was like a salted fish, being fried on one side and then flipped over to be fried on the other side. And this time he had to pay for it himself. A small house was definitely not an option. The young lady's bedroom was bigger than most people's entire homes. He had to rent a big house.
He has to work two night shifts a week on the mountaintop. The young lady will definitely be scared by herself, so we need to find a door that can be burglarproof and windows with barbed wire. Those are more expensive, but we have to arrange it so that the young lady can stay comfortably.
Moreover, although his wife said they would talk about it after they arrested Cheung Tze-keung, he naturally had to inform Chen Ke in advance about such a big matter so that he could report it to the higher-ups. He also had to take into account any objections or disagreements from the leadership.
Song Yuanchao could also calmly and clearly see that the young lady was just playing around.
She won't marry him, let alone have children with him. If she meets a man she likes more in the future, of course they will separate.
He didn't even need to think that far ahead, because the young lady had never even seen a cockroach before. She might be so scared that she would run home crying if she saw two cockroaches as soon as she entered the rented room.
So this is just a task, a task that is not only difficult, but will also cause him to lose money.
But when he called Chen Ke to report the situation, Chen Ke didn't understand him at all: "You kid, have you fallen into a pile of cow dung?"
When others have great luck, it's at most like stepping in dog poop.
But Song Yuanchao's good luck is beyond description; it has to be described as cow dung.
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As the saying goes, "For every clever plan you have, there's a way to get around it."
The standoff between Cheung Tze-keung and the Nie family—whether Cheung would rob or not, whether he would steal or not—had reached a fever pitch.
Just as A Yuan was about to celebrate his first birthday, the court finally dismissed the case and returned it to the police. This time, the police did not dare to argue with the rich people again. They worked overnight to gather more evidence and resubmitted the case, and were just waiting for the court hearing.
However, shortly after Ah Yuan celebrated his first birthday, two days before the court hearing scheduled for him, Cheung Tze-keung's lawyer suddenly submitted a medical application on his behalf, saying that he had liver and kidney problems and needed to be hospitalized for treatment.
Before long, it was almost Christmas time.
Christmas is a major holiday in Hong Kong. Before and after it, the police force is deployed the most and is also the most exhausted. Chen Rou understood Zhang Ziqiang's intention as soon as she saw the news. Next time, he set the time for Christmas.
So here's the question: this time, he's only allowed to succeed and not fail. Who does he plan to kidnap, and how does he plan to kidnap him?
As a highly intelligent kidnapper who has succeeded multiple times, how did he plan it?
At this point, Chen Rou couldn't help but feel a little anxious, because Yue Zhongqi and Wang Baodao had been like mice all day long, almost clearing out all the underground sewers in Kowloon, searching through them one by one, but they still hadn't found the one belonging to Zhang Ziqiang's family.
Nie Jiajun is pretending to be an Indian and is exchanging emails with Yu Guangxu every day, but so far he has not obtained any valuable information. Of all the things, the only thing that has made progress is the one thing that Nie Zhao is keeping an eye on, which is the Indian matter.
Today, Chen Rou and Nie Zhao, along with their son Xiao A Yuan, set out on a cargo ship that transports building materials and electronic components from Hong Kong to the mainland. A crackdown on the 'Kung Fu Masters' is about to unfold.
Not far from Nie Zhao was Wade, and the two of them were also on the phone.
Nie Zhao was listening to Cai Mingli's call, his voice so loud that Chen Rou could hear him: "Boss, the 8 million annual salary plus stock options was just a Christmas joke, but 2 million is indeed a bit low. My skills are worth 5 million annual salary."
Nie Zhao held his son in one arm and the phone in the other: "Mingli, for the same technology, Mr. Amir only needs a salary of 1 million a year... Yes, I know you have been working very hard, and our cooperation has been very pleasant. I have no intention of firing you... No, no, I think you are overthinking it. Those people are Amir's family. He loves his family very much."
Cai Mingli probably thought Nie Zhao was being foolish, and said with a wry smile, "Please, boss, if you've ever worked for a company in the US, you'd know that they have some technical skills, but they pay very low salaries. They always use the excuse of loving their families to ask the company to arrange some cheap positions, but their work is garbage. They're like cancer, invading every position in your company and bringing in all their relatives, and then they don't flush the shit!"
You should know that Cai Mingli has been actively cultivating relationships lately, which has put his uncle, Master Cai, through a lot of trouble.
But as the saying goes, evil people need evil people to teach them a lesson. When his two-year contract with Nie Zhao expired, he made an outrageous demand for a renewal fee of 8 million yuan. As a result, Nie Zhao brought in an Indian guy to the company with an annual salary of only 1 million yuan. Moreover, the Indian guy worked overtime every day without pay and worked incredibly hard. He also submitted various technical information at any time, unlike Cai Mingli who kept things to himself.
As a result, Nie Zhao not only refused to give him a raise, but also wanted to fire him.
Cai Mingli was furious because he knew India too well; those guys only knew how to disrupt the market.
Moreover, it's a well-known fact in the West that Indians don't flush their feces, but Nie Zhao seems naive and clueless; he doesn't know that.
His tone softened, and he called Cai Mingli by his English name: "Jenny, you are impulsive, and you are slandering people."
He also said, "No civilized person in this world would not flush the toilet."
Cai Mingli was in his office at the moment, going crazy: "Please, boss, wake up! That's a disguise. When the whole department becomes their people, they won't be able to do their jobs anymore. They'll even poop on their desks."
This sounded so unbelievable that Chen Rou couldn't help but laugh.
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