Wang Peng finally understood why, after hiring Song Lamei, her former boss Niu Qinghui personally confronted her.
A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. This old bastard is actually quite proud of himself. You think you're so great? You're just a bunch of animals, worse than pigs and dogs.
Wang Peng said softly, "Uncle Ma, his wife has leukemia. Is it really necessary to kill her?"
The call fell silent for a long time before Ma Yonghong said, "There's no need to ruin our relationship over a worker."
“Xiaopeng, I know why you want Ma Guoming. You just want the second Qinghui store on Huayuan Road. I can invest in it for you.”
"But the premise is that you must give me face and fire Kenneth Ma. It's a matter of face."
“Xiaopeng, you have enough money to barely take over that store, but that’s assuming no one else is competing with you.”
"Do you think Ah Huang will let you go? Do you think the eight major sects will give it to you? They'd rather buy it and let it gather dust than give it to you."
Having finished speaking in one breath, Ma Yonghong was confident of victory and awaited Wang Peng's reply.
This morning, the poisoned liquor case has resulted in 18 deaths and 76 disabilities. Qinghui Supermarket will have to pay a lot of money in compensation to the victims' families.
Therefore, Qinghui's entire property could not escape the fate of being auctioned off by the court.
Wang Peng wanted to open Qinghui Store No. 2, a true supermarket, while Ma Guoming had been the purchasing director for six years.
If Wang Peng compares himself to a tiger, then Ma Guoming is his wings.
Ma Yonghong said, "Xiaopeng, what are you still hesitating about? As long as I invest in you, you can get Qinghui No. 2."
Ma Guoqing laughed and said, "Brother Peng, why let a mere laborer ruin the harmony between our two families? I'll introduce you to a purchasing manager!"
"I'm sorry," Wang Peng said with a smile, "I was just hired yesterday, and I'm firing him today. That would be a slap in my own face."
"Uncle Ma, I won't fire Kenneth Ma; it's a matter of face."
"Wang Peng, are you going to refuse a toast only to suffer a penalty?"
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