After the new recruits' meeting, there will be two months of closed training. Except for the time after get off work when we can go home, we eat, drink and relieve ourselves in the park.
The training instructors were the bottom ten members of the security team.
One man led a team of one hundred men, training them relentlessly as long as they didn't die, subjecting these recently discharged soldiers to training tasks even more rigorous than those in the military. For the martial artists who had never received military training, it was even harder; they were practically carried back by their teammates every day.
The martial artist's family and the martial artist themselves couldn't help but start to doubt whether it was worth it to go to work and undergo such rigorous training, just for a salary that was twice as high as other companies.
Just a week later, just when they were about to give up, the company delivered so-called energy water, supposedly specially made by the medical team. It was incredibly miraculous; even those who had trained to the point of exhaustion would instantly become erect after just one sip, as if they had been injected with adrenaline.
After training each day, the team doctor would come to measure their physical fitness data. After this last round of training, they would not be given any energy water. Just to ensure that the data from this test was accurate, they would go back like paralyzed dead dogs.
So, what kind of devilish company is this?!
It wasn't that no one complained, but the captain said in his speech before the first day of training that you can complain, and of course you can quit. Once you quit, you will never be hired again within three generations.
What the hell do you mean by "within three generations"? Do you think you're working for a government agency? Do you think you have some kind of guaranteed job?
They wanted to stand their ground, resign with their heads held high, and say, "If they don't want to work here, they don't want to work here. There are plenty of other places that will."
But after that sip, the energy water felt so good and made them feel comfortable all over. The lingering ailments they had from practicing martial arts seemed to have faded a lot during the short period of time they drank the energy water. The medical team said that they were expected to make a full recovery.
Recovery means that their ailments will no longer hurt on cloudy or rainy days. How tempting!
So, they still want to... never mind, they'll resign after they're fully recovered. It's foolish not to take advantage of a good deal.
And so, all the new team members persevered for half a month without missing a single one. Their spirit and morale improved significantly, and their iron-willed aura was even stronger than before they joined the company.
Yuan Zhuan received the park's bi-weekly training report, and Wu Tianqing also adjusted the training plan, preparing for the next round of grueling training.
In contrast to the wailing and howling in the park, Wang Shuo's side was doing very well. With two assistants and the property captain Wang Lei working together tacitly, he managed to expand his business to Hubei Province. Orders came in like snowflakes, and all the newly arrived property staff were dispatched. Meanwhile, the security team's orders were suppressed because the team members were not yet capable of carrying out the tasks.
"Wang Shuo's business acumen is truly remarkable." Cao Ming was shocked when he saw the semi-monthly report. Zhai Xin's talent selection ability is really good. If this continues, the company's performance is expected to multiply several times.
"Are we short-handed? Should we continue recruiting for the property management? We only have a team of less than three hundred people, which isn't enough. Given Wang Shuo's abilities, we're very likely to expand our business nationwide in the future. If we can't keep up with the manpower, it would be a huge loss if we didn't recoup the profits we see." The excellent financial reports fueled Cao Ming's ambition. His Mingtian Real Estate had been incredibly busy lately. Although he didn't need to invest too much, he still needed to support his subordinates. His savings and all the dividends he received from the company each month had been used up. He was so strapped for cash that he wished he could stretch every penny to its limit.
Money, money...
"Discuss the property management recruitment with Wang Shuo and take his opinion as the main factor," Yuan Zhuan replied after a moment of silence.
Cao Ming looked over in surprise, "You seem to trust him quite a lot."
"He possesses a rare aura of virtue, which is undeniable. What's rare is that such a person has extraordinary abilities. Neither you nor I understand the business, so let the expert handle it. You're in charge of notifying everyone about the meeting, and have all departments in the company fully cooperate with Wang Shuo." Since so many things have already been involved, aren't you worried about the scope of the problem expanding even further? Of course, the security team is an exception.
"Since you are the legal representative of the property management company, there shouldn't be any problem registering the branch office, right?"
“No problem.” Cao Ming replied, taking a deep breath.
Cao Ming, his eyes sparkling, smiled at Yuan Zhuan, who asked, puzzled, "What's the problem?"
“This time it’s not me pushing you, you’ve come up with your own ideas for making a big splash. Tell me, why?” Last time you were shouting about exploiting minors, but in such a short time, you’ve completely changed your tune. At this rate, your future achievements seem quite astonishing.
"Would you believe me if I said it was for the money?"
Cao Ming's smile froze. "Could you be any more perfunctory?" In Yuan Zhuan's words, if she wanted money, robbing pirates would be faster. He suspected that no one in the world could match her methods.
"I have to go on a business trip. Please ask for leave for me at school. I'll talk to my family myself." Before he finished speaking, he had already walked away.
Cao Ming: ...
Yuan Zhuan left the company and headed straight for the airport, where Fan Liwen was fidgeting and frequently checking his watch.
With the registration time fast approaching, Yuan Zhuan finally arrived late. When Fan Liwen saw Yuan Zhuan, his breathing eased, and he excitedly rushed forward, saying, "I thought you weren't coming." The additional condition of helping him find his child was included in the contract, but the regulations were not strict. There was no stipulation on punishment for not completing this task, which created a loophole for the other party to refuse to fulfill the agreement.
So much so that even though he was in a hurry today, he didn't call Yuan Zhuan. He was giving Yuan Zhuan a chance, and also giving himself a chance.
As far as he can see, Mr. Yuan's abilities are unmatched, so he has no right to force such a powerful figure to fulfill his obligations.
The house has been transferred to Mr. Yuan's name. The floors above the 15th floor have been completely sealed off. Now, the building won't be cold. Once you reach the 15th floor, no one can find the stairs leading up. The strange noises from before have also completely disappeared. If it weren't for the fact that the building belongs to him and the floors are clearly marked on the property certificate, he might have thought that it had only ever been 15 floors.
“I will definitely do what I promised you,” Yuan Zhuan said with a smile.
"Yes, yes, I misunderstood. Mr. Yuan is certainly a man of his word." Fan Liwen said with an awkward smile, his gaze sweeping over Yuan Zhuan's back, not seeing anyone familiar, and he couldn't help but wonder, "Did your assistant go to handle the formalities?"
"It's just me."
"Just you alone?!" Fan Liwen's expression changed, and he almost lost his composure.
How can one person find traces of his child? Du Nan said that Mr. Yuan has quite a few people under his command.
"Don't worry, I have many assistants. I always keep my word." With that, Yuan Zhuan picked up the makeshift briefcase and headed towards the boarding gate.
Realizing he had offended someone again, Fan Liwen quickly followed up, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Yuan, I wasn't questioning your abilities, it's just, it's just..."
“I understand. Let’s go. If we don’t leave now, we might not have enough time.”
"yes."
Departure destination: London, Great Britain.
After nearly fourteen hours on the plane, Yuan Zhuan's back ached, his legs cramped, and he was still a little dazed when he got off the plane.
Fan Liwen's car was already waiting at the exit gate.
Almost the instant he stepped out of the gate, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and a voluptuous and delicate figure bumped into Fan Liwen's arms.
Although it was only a fleeting glance, Yuan Zhuan still managed to get a good look at the newcomer's face.
For a moment, her expression showed surprise. This woman was at most thirty years old. If she remembered correctly, her son should be fifteen.
"Brother Wen, why are you so late? Zhuozhuo was nowhere to be seen. My sister and I were so scared, sob sob..." The soft female voice sounded both reproachful and scolding, so delicate and weak.
Yuan Zhuan: ...
Just as Fan Liwen was about to familiarly put his arm around her slender waist, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't come back alone. He immediately turned to look at the side, his embarrassment obvious. "Ahem, Mr. Yuan, I'm sorry, this is a distant cousin of mine. She's always been by my wife's side, helping to take care of the children. One person can't take care of the children alone, um..." As he spoke, he pushed the person in his arms away.
Yuan Zhuan nodded with a half-smile, "Not getting in the car?" He didn't even glance at the woman.
It's an eyesore to even glance at someone who destroys other people's families, especially someone in that capacity.
"Come on in, Mr. Yuan, this way please. Xiao Li, help Mr. Yuan with his luggage." This instruction was given to the driver.
"No need, I can do it myself." Yuan Zhuan got into the passenger seat.
Seeing Yuan Zhuan's actions, Fan Liwen's embarrassment deepened. If he couldn't understand such obvious actions and attitudes, he would be a fool.
Having lost face in front of the big shot, Fan Liwen felt ashamed, afraid that if the big shot got angry, he would abandon the child. "Yanyan, you should take a taxi. We have something to do."
"What? Brother Wen? What do you mean? You want me to... Brother Wen..." Before the woman could even yell, the car door had already slammed shut and the car started moving.
Soon, the sobbing was left behind by the car, and Yuan Zhuan's gaze never wavered.
Inside the car, it was unusually quiet the whole way. Fan Liwen wanted to say something several times to ease the awkwardness, but he kept quiet because of a strange sense of apprehension.
The driver understood everything, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes.
Soon, the car stopped in an open space in front of a garden villa. On both sides were rows of detached villas, and in front of the villas were wide lawns and waist-high wooden fences.
“Mr. Yuan, we’ve arrived. C564 is my and my home.”
This time, Yuan Zhuan met the real Madam Fan, an elegant and intellectual middle-aged woman who looked haggard and had red and swollen eyes.
Yes, that's the kind of emotion you should feel when a family member goes missing.
"Madam, this is Mr. Yuan. He can help us find Zhuozhuo's expert."
The woman looked up, her red and swollen eyes filled with surprise and confusion. "Hello, Mr. Yuan, I'm sorry for my rudeness." As she spoke, the lady touched her hair bun apologetically and straightened her clothes. It was clear that she was a very well-mannered woman.
"It's alright," Yuan Zhuan said with a smile, his gaze towards Fan Liwen carrying a deeper meaning.
This lady's demeanor and speech suggested she was no ordinary person; the other women were worlds apart from her.
What kind of taste is that?
Even though Yuan Zhuan tried to restrain himself, a sense of disgust still welled up in his heart.
Fan Liwen blushed and quickly seized the opportunity to interject, changing the subject, "Mr. Yuan, would you like to rest for a bit? Let's talk later?"
"No need, let's do it now."
Mrs. Fan recounted the whole story about the child, including the details and her own speculations. Yuan Zhuan listened silently, nodding occasionally. Fan Liwen sat next to his wife, acting like a dutiful husband, wiping away her tears with tissues from time to time.
"Give me a piece of underwear that the child wore recently but hasn't washed. And give me their birth date and time."
"Okay." Mrs. Fan immediately got up and went upstairs to get her things.
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