The young man waved the list in his hand, "If I don't punish you severely, you won't learn your lesson."
Zhang Yanyan's section had milk and biscuits, which Fang Hua liked the most, so he took a lot, but not five hundred.
Damn it, what kind of lousy boss is this? This little bit of stuff would only cost two or three hundred in the city center, is it really worth it?
What does it mean if everyone else gets 300? He probably didn't even get 1,000 in total, including what he got today.
The supermarket has over forty employees, and this deduction alone amounts to more than ten thousand yuan. It's outrageous.
It goes without saying where that money went; he must have pocketed it.
Fang Rong's face darkened; she prepared to settle the score with him later.
The boy who was scolded was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he couldn't help but cry.
"I only make a thousand yuan a month, and this deduction reduces my salary by five hundred."
Others comforted him, saying, "Don't be sad. Every month it's been deducted. In reality, we only get seven or eight hundred yuan in wages."
Only seven or eight hundred a month?
Fang Rong was stunned for a moment. Everyone has their own difficulties. If he took these things, it wouldn't be the boss who would suffer, but rather the people at the bottom of the social ladder.
Since they were all just working for someone else, Fang Rong didn't want to make things difficult for them. He kept this matter in mind and planned to pay them back when he earned the money.
First, let's teach that incompetent boss a lesson. I've never seen anything like him before. He's such a shrew! He made decisions on his own before the boss even said anything.
Fang Rong patted Fang Hua on the back and whispered in his ear, "Follow that person."
Fang Hua followed without saying a word, the cat mat moving silently on the floor.
The young manager was on the phone in his office, speaking arrogantly, "Them? They're nothing. Who dares to go against me?"
The door opened slowly, and Fang Hua slipped inside. The young man probably saw him and looked over with a puzzled expression.
However, because Fang Hua was too short and he was sitting behind his desk with his legs propped up on it, he didn't see Fang Hua and assumed that the wind had blown the door in.
Perhaps out of caution, he got up and closed the door. By then, Fang Hua was already hiding behind the vase.
The vase was round, and as the person took a step, Fang Hua moved a step as well, always remaining hidden behind the vase, so the young man didn't notice at all.
"Let me tell you, they're so stupid. I could just call in a few kids and they wouldn't even catch them stealing a few things, hahaha."
There was more to the story than we thought?
This was something Fang Rong hadn't expected; this person was truly despicable, stealing from his own post.
How can we punish more severely?
It would be best to make him never do it again.
Fang Rong looked at the furnishings in the room, then put on her mecha suit and became invisible.
Bang!
The vase fell down for no apparent reason, as if someone had pushed it.
And it landed right next to the young man's ear, startling him so much that he jumped.
"Damn, that scared me to death! I almost lost my life." The young man quickly boasted to the other person, "You don't know, I almost died just now. A knife was stuck in my neck."
Whoosh!
A knife suddenly appeared out of nowhere and was stuck to his neck. The young man was so scared that he wet himself. "Mom! There's a ghost!"
He ran to open the door, but it was as if it were possessed, locked tight and he couldn't open it no matter what he did.
The lights in the room suddenly went out and then turned back on with a snap. The pen on the table started moving by itself and wrote a big 'death' character.
The young man finally couldn't take it anymore and knelt down, begging for forgiveness, "It really wasn't me, don't come looking for me, someone else gave me the idea, really, you should go find him."
He was quite clever; he guessed the crux of the matter immediately, after all, he had done something wrong.
The pen on the table slowly wrote large characters.
regret?
"I regret it, I regret it. I'll go and tell them they won't deduct it anymore. Please, please let me go."
As expected, what people fear most is not gods, but ghosts. People naturally fear those who have done wrong. This guy is all looks and no substance, so he was easily fooled.
"Call now." The pen started moving again, writing on the table.
The young man did as instructed, making phone calls one by one with trembling hands, telling them that he wouldn't deduct the money.
After he finished fighting, all the strange phenomena disappeared, as if they had never happened.
Fang Rong landed on Fang Hua's back and jumped out of the window when the lights were turned off.
Cats are mostly agile and can jump down from heights without much trouble. Fang Hua shook his fur and continued on his way, using all four limbs and paws.
Fang Rong sat on his back, her thoughts wandering.
It seems that taking shortcuts won't work; I need to find a way to make money.
What's the most profitable thing?
I can't think of anything.
And it has to be something he's good at.
Aside from cooking, he's basically clueless about everything else; his only redeeming qualities are his superpowers and mechs.
Wait, a mech?
Mechs are equipped with scanning devices; if used for gambling, they're guaranteed to win.
If he were that big before, wearing a mecha would definitely not have been allowed; cheating would have gotten him beaten up.
Now that it's so small, it can easily hide on someone and no one will notice, and it won't arouse suspicion.
However, he needs someone to cover for him. Feitian is only a teenager, and if he asks him, he will definitely be bullied.
They'll rob you if they see you win.
But he doesn't seem to know anyone else besides him, so he has no choice but to take the risk.
Fang Rong returned to Fei Tian's house, squatted down and carefully considered the pros and cons, explaining them to Fei Tian one by one.
"Doing this could be very dangerous for you."
“I’m not afraid.” Feitian cared a lot about this. “I don’t want to stay here anymore. I know you are not ordinary people. When you leave, can you take me with you? I want to see the outside world.”
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