The security guards quickly took the man away after he gave up resisting.
This matter is not over yet. After all, it involved a knife attack, so the police should definitely be called to handle it.
Mingzhuo said to Assistant Wang, "Don't bother my brother-in-law yet, let's talk to him later."
Assistant Wang nodded. He had followed Xu Shanglou for many years and knew Xu Shanglou's temperament well. He would never give up pursuing accountability in order to suppress a scandal.
However, to this day he still doesn't understand why Xu Shanglou fired these executives.
It's strange, really. Lately, the company has been having a lot of problems. Collaborations that were supposed to be finalized are always inexplicably snatched away by rival companies.
This inevitably raises suspicions that there might be an insider selling trade secrets.
The company's auditing department investigated for a long time but failed to find any violations by these individuals. Therefore, many people had reservations about Xushanglou's swift and decisive handling of these senior executives.
I feel that President Lou is being too autocratic. He fired a meritorious employee of the company just because of a little suspicion. No wonder those people were dissatisfied and kept causing trouble.
There were even rumors that this Mr. Lou was incompetent and narrow-minded, and that his elimination of dissidents would eventually lead to his downfall.
But Assistant Wang thought it wasn't like that. Xu Shanglou was always very good at judging people, and he must have his reasons.
Thinking this, Mingzhuo, who was walking ahead, suddenly sighed: "My brother-in-law is really amazing."
Assistant Wang: "???"
Why am I suddenly feeling so emotional?
“Don’t you think that person deserved to be fired?” Mingzhuo said. “It’s not like they didn’t get compensation, and the outside world sympathizes with them. They shouldn’t be unable to find a job. Why would they have to come to someone’s door with a knife and cause trouble? Their mental fortitude is really lacking. Who would dare to hire someone like that?”
Assistant Wang: "...You're right."
This angle is also quite novel, and it inexplicably makes people believe it.
He hesitated for a moment, "Third Miss, what did you mean by backlash just now?"
Mingzhuo pointed to the empty office: "Does that person believe in some religion?"
Assistant Wang glanced at the group a few times, felt it looked familiar, and beckoned the department manager over to inquire about the situation.
Manager Fu: "Oh right, that's a fortune teller that Director Chen invited back. Many people in the department have been having bad luck, so they go there to pray, saying that this will improve their luck. It's basically a scientific superstition."
Most people were just joking around; nobody really took it seriously.
Mingzhuo: "But what if someone actually takes it seriously?"
Manager Fu paused for a moment: "Probably not. Besides, there's no use taking it seriously. You still have to rely on yourself in everything."
Mingzhuo didn't say much, but instead asked Assistant Wang, "Do the others also have such a lucky charm?"
Before Assistant Wang could answer, the administrative assistant next to him, who had been looking down, suddenly spoke up.
How did you know?
Is it possible that Mr. Lou fired several senior executives because these people believed in a fortune teller who could change their luck?
After speaking, the administrative assistant covered her mouth again, looking terrified.
Manager Fu was somewhat displeased, feeling that this third young lady was just making trouble out of nothing.
If a company can control everything, what right does it have to control what other people believe? That's way too domineering.
It would be absurd to dismiss someone simply for believing in a fortune teller.
He didn't believe in these things, but he never stopped his subordinates from occasionally going to Director Chen's office to offer prayers. Employees are human too, and they need to motivate themselves appropriately.
This is the same as many companies taking all their senior executives to the mountains to worship the God of Wealth as soon as they start work after the Chinese New Year.
He thought for a moment, then said jokingly, "Many people in the company have consulted fortune tellers to improve their luck. I don't think it's a big deal. Employees can work better and generate more profits for the company if they pray to them occasionally."
Mingzhuo chuckled, "Really? I have a feeling that instead of generating profits for the company, it might actually steal the company's luck."
Manager Fu's smile froze slightly; how was he supposed to respond to that?
Assistant Wang hesitated for a moment: "Your administrative department should quickly compile a count of how many statues of the God of Fortune are there. I will report this to President Lou."
Although Xu Shanglou has never believed in these things, what if it is true?
He always felt that Mingzhuo's expression wasn't a joke; his aura at that moment was inexplicably convincing.
Suddenly, the young woman in the administration department screamed and pointed at the statue of the God of Fortune, "Oh my god, is the God of Fortune crying?"
Several people looked through the glass and, sure enough, two lines of tears rolled down from the eyes of the statue.
The corners of the statue's mouth droop slightly, looking as if it were filled with pity, or perhaps deep sorrow.
In any case, this was not a good omen, and several people inexplicably got goosebumps all over their bodies.
Mingzhuo glanced at the statue, smiled silently, and thought to himself, "How dare they try to play tricks and put on airs in front of me?"
She asked Assistant Wang for the key to open the door.
The young administrative girl brought the keys, and Assistant Wang hesitated for a moment. "Third Miss, do you want to go in and take a look? Or should I handle it?"
He wondered if high school students these days were really this bold. It was so late, and the statue was suddenly weeping; just thinking about it sent chills down his spine.
Mingzhuo said no thanks and went inside first.
She picked up the statue of the deity on the altar, and in that instant, Assistant Wang seemed to see the eyes of the statue move slightly.
Assistant Wang's heart skipped a beat. "Watch out—"
Before he could even offer his warning, Mingzhuo smashed the statue to the ground with a loud crack, shattering it into pieces.
She turned her head, her face calm. "What's wrong?"
Assistant Wang: "...It's nothing, maybe I'm just seeing things."
It's probably just an illusion caused by the refraction of light.
Just as the group was about to leave, they saw a person standing at the door, looking at them with a shocked expression.
"Director Ye, what brings you here?" The young administrative girl hurried over. "Didn't you say you had surgery recently and needed to rest at home?"
Assistant Wang greeted them and took the initiative to explain on Mingzhuo's behalf, "This is Executive Director Ye Jinyang."
Ye Jinyang has a naturally smiling face and a slightly chubby figure, making him look very kind and approachable, but at this moment he looks anxious.
"How could you smash the statue of the God of Good Fortune?"
The group exchanged glances, and Mingzhuo said with a smile, "I smashed it, so what? What can they do about it?"
"Nonsense! The gods will punish us!" Ye Jinyang exclaimed anxiously. "I heard that the statues in the office suddenly started weeping tonight, and I felt something was wrong. It turns out someone is blaspheming the gods!"
Assistant Wang's face darkened: "Director Ye, do you want to listen to what you're saying? This is Mrs. Lou's sister!"
Although his position is not high, he represents Xu Shanglou.
Ye Jinyang immediately fell silent.
Mingzhuo glanced in the direction of the gate. "Are you setting up an altar and performing a ritual? I'd like to see."
Ye Jinyang looked reluctant, worried that the young girl might cause trouble again because she was too young to understand: "President Lou said that the company has entrusted all matters related to the rituals to our administration department."
Assistant Wang nodded: "That's what President Lou said."
After all, Xu Shanglou was parachuted in, and his focus was on the business departments. He was used to taking the lead and letting go of the details. As for matters involving feudal superstition, the administration department always organized them, and he never participated.
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