Chapter 102 The Fortune Teller
The security guard quickly took the man away who had given up resisting.
This matter is not over yet. After all, it was a knife attack, and the police must be called.
Ming Zhuo said to Assistant Wang: "Don't disturb my brother-in-law for now, and talk to him later."
Assistant Wang nodded. He has been with Xu Shanglou for many years and knows Xu Shanglou's temper. He will never give up the pursuit of responsibility in order to suppress the scandal.
But then again, he still doesn't understand why Xu Shanglou fired these executives.
It's strange to say that the company has been in trouble recently. The cooperation that was originally to be achieved is always snatched away by the rival company inexplicably.
It's inevitable that people wonder if there is an insider selling business secrets.
The company's audit department has been investigating for a long time but has not found any violations by these people, so many people are quite dissatisfied with Xu Shanglou's drastic punishment of these executives.
They think that President Lou is too arbitrary. He fired the company's heroes just because of a little suspicion. No wonder those people are dissatisfied and have been making trouble. There were
even rumors that President Lou was incompetent and narrow-minded. He excluded dissidents and would be finished sooner or later.
But Special Assistant Wang didn't think so. Xu Shanglou has always been very accurate in judging people, and he definitely has his reasons.
Thinking of this, Ming Zhuo, who was walking in front, suddenly sighed: "My brother-in-law is really amazing."
Special Assistant Wang: "???"
Why are you suddenly so emotional?
"Don't you think that the man just now deserved to be fired?" Ming Zhuo said, "It's not like there was no compensation, and the outside world is full of sympathy for them, so they can find a job. Why would he come to the door with a knife to cause trouble? His psychological quality is really bad, who would dare to employ such a person? "
Special Assistant Wang: "...You are right."
This angle is also very novel, and it makes people very convinced for some reason.
He hesitated, "Miss San, what do you mean by backlash?"
Ming Zhuo raised his hand and pointed to the empty office: "Does that person believe in some religion?"
Special Assistant Wang glanced a few times and felt that he looked familiar, so he waved to the department manager to inquire about the situation.
Manager Fu: "Oh, yes, that is the fortune-changing deity that Director Chen invited back. Many people in the department have bad luck, so they go there to worship. They say that this will improve their luck. The main point is a scientific superstition."
The main reason is that everyone is just joking, and no one really takes it seriously.
Ming Zhuo: "But what if someone takes it seriously?"
Manager Fu was stunned for a moment: "Probably not. Besides, it's useless to take it seriously. Don't you still have to rely on yourself for everything?"
Ming Zhuo didn't say much, and turned to ask Assistant Wang, "Do the other people have such a fortune-changing deity?"
Before Assistant Wang could answer, the administrative assistant who was bowing his head next to him suddenly spoke.
"How do you know?"
Did the general manager fire several executives because these people believed in the fortune-changing deity?
After saying this, the administrative assistant covered his mouth again, with a look of panic.
Manager Fu was a little unhappy, thinking that the third lady was looking for trouble.
The company controls everything, how can it control what others believe in? It's too overbearing.
If he was fired for believing in the fortune-telling god, it would be ridiculous.
He didn't believe in these things, but he never stopped his subordinates from visiting Director Chen's office to pay homage occasionally. Employees are also human beings and need proper self-motivation.
This is the same as many companies taking all executives to the mountains to worship the God of Wealth when they start work after the Chinese New Year.
He thought for a moment and said jokingly, "Many people in the company have invited the fortune-telling deity. I don't think it's a big deal. Employees can work better and create benefits for the company if they worship the deity occasionally."
Ming Zhuo also smiled, "Really? Why do I feel that it will not only not create benefits for the company, but will steal the company's luck?"
Manager Fu's smile froze. How could he respond to this? Special
Assistant Wang hesitated, "Your administrative department should quickly count how many statues of the fortune-telling deity there are. I will report this to General Manager Lou."
Although Xu Shanglou never believed in these things, what if?
He always felt that Ming Zhuo's expression didn't seem like a joke. The momentum at that moment made people inexplicably convinced.
The girl in charge of administration suddenly screamed and pointed at the statue of the God of Fortune, "Oh my God, is the God crying?"
Several people looked through the glass, and indeed, two lines of tears dripped from the eyes of the statue.
The corners of the statue's mouth drooped slightly, and it looked as if it was sad and heartbroken.
In any case, this was not a good sign, and several people got goose bumps for no reason.
Ming Zhuo glanced at the statue and smiled silently, thinking that he dared to play tricks in front of me and put on airs.
She asked Assistant Wang for the key to open the door.
The girl in charge of administration brought the key, and Assistant Wang hesitated, "Miss San, do you want to go in and take a look? Or let me handle it."
He thought to himself, are today's high school students so brave? It was so late, and the statue suddenly shed tears. Just thinking about it made people's scalp tingle.
Ming Zhuo said no, and walked in first.
She picked up the statue on the incense table. At that moment, Assistant Wang seemed to see that the statue's eyes seemed to move.
Assistant Wang's heart skipped a beat, "Be careful--"
He had just reminded, and Ming Zhuo had smashed the statue to the ground with a bang, smashing it to pieces.
She turned her head, her face calm, "What's wrong?"
Assistant Wang: "...Nothing, maybe I'm dazzled."
Maybe it's just an illusion caused by the refraction of the light. Just
as a few people were about to leave, they saw a man standing at the door, looking at everyone in shock.
"Director Ye, why are you here?" The administrative girl hurried over, "Didn't you say you had surgery recently and need to rest at home?"
Special Assistant Wang greeted him and took the initiative to explain on Ming Zhuo's behalf, "This is Executive Director Ye Jinyang."
Ye Jinyang was born with a smiling face and a slightly plump figure. He looked very amiable, but at this moment he looked anxious.
"How could you smash the statue of the God of Fortune?"
Several people looked at each other, and Mingzhuo smiled and said, "I smashed it, so what?"
"Nonsense! The gods will punish you!" Ye Jinyang was anxious, "I heard that the statues in the office suddenly cried collectively tonight, and I felt something was wrong. It turned out that someone was blaspheming the gods!"
Special Assistant Wang's face sank: "Director Ye, do you want to listen to what you are saying? This is the sister of the wife of the building manager!"
Although his position is not high, he represents Xu Shanglou.
Ye Jinyang dared not speak immediately.
Mingzhuo glanced at the direction of the gate, "Are you going to set up an incense table for a ritual? I want to see."
Ye Jinyang looked reluctant, worried that the little girl would come and cause trouble again: "Boss said that the company's rituals are all handed over to our administrative department."
Special Assistant Wang nodded: "Boss said so."
After all, Xu Shanglou was parachuted in, and his focus is on the business department. He is used to focusing on the big and letting go of the small. He never participates in feudal superstitions, which are always organized by the administrative department.