A demolition sign suddenly appeared on the wall. The words on it looked pretty good and were written with great momentum...
Secretary Chen looked at the word "拆" with a blank expression.
Zhuang Baihua said unhappily, "This is such a smoky and foul place, it should have been demolished long ago."
Zhuang Baihua worked at the grassroots level and had come into contact with government demolition projects. He even went to receive the demolition office when it moved in, so he wrote the word "demolition" very well.
As for the things in the dark room, they really made Zhuang Baihua very angry.
It turns out that the small dark room in the book is hidden here. Not only does the room have no windows and is completely dark, there is only a small bed in it with handcuffs and chains tied to the head of the bed. Whips, clamps, barbed iron balls and other uncomfortable props are scattered on the ground next to it. It looks like a torture chamber.
This is too perverted.
Zhuang Baihua only read a small section in the original book about the original owner, which said that the original owner imprisoned Chi Yue in a small dark room. Perhaps because he was afraid of being censored, the description was not very detailed. Now he saw it with his own eyes, and it was even more excessive than in the book.
Zhuang Baihua actually touched the crazy place of the original owner and got goosebumps.
He told Secretary Chen: "This place needs to be demolished." He unconsciously used the director's tone, "This is outrageous."
Secretary Chen nodded, but thought that the boss was fickle-minded. Normally, he liked the darkroom very much. If he demolished it and regretted it in a few days, he would have to redecorate it. Otherwise, it would be better to delay it for a while. Maybe the boss would change his mind after a good sleep.
Secretary Chen is very good at guessing the boss's thoughts. He thinks he has mastered the routine of serving the boss, and he is prepared for a rainy day, leaving the boss speechless.
At this moment he didn't know that Zhuang Baihua didn't play by the rules at all.
Zhuang Baihua had been using the previous thermos cup. Chen Wang tactfully asked whether he wanted to exchange it for a higher-end one. After all, the pink cup with small flowers as a gift did not really fit the image of a domineering president. Zhuang Baihua cheerfully said that it was not necessary, this one was good enough and there was no need to waste it.
Therefore, everyone who goes to the president's office to report on work can see a cute pink flower thermos cup on the president's large and cold-style desk.
When it comes to work reports, Zhuang Baihua may not understand everything his subordinates say, but as a member of society, he can act.
No matter what his subordinates said, Zhuang Baihua always showed a amiable smile, his eyes full of love and encouragement, which inspired and moved the employees very much.
The secretaries in the president's office were familiar with the ruthless and violent President Zhuang in the past, but now he is so kind that it makes them feel uneasy.
Could it be that the president has started to act like a smiling tiger recently
Anyway, everyone would rather think that Zhuang Baihua is a smiling tiger than believe that his temper has improved.
Zhuang Baihua originally wanted to make the first three moves as a new official and rectify the extravagant style of the president's office, but the most important thing now is to get on with the company's business as soon as possible. He has already turned down several dinners and missed several meetings. If he doesn't get a handle on the business, he will be exposed.
Everyone only sees the glorious appearance of the domineering president, who spends money like water and is handsome. He does nothing serious every day and is busy chasing his mistress.
Those who don’t have to go to work are all paper bosses, but the real bosses are very tired.
Zhuang Baihua didn't realize that he was so tired because of his strong sense of responsibility. If someone else dressed up as a domineering president, they would have spent money lavishly on eating, drinking and having fun, and would not have cared about the company.
Only a diligent and serious Director Zhuang would love what he does and work hard to learn business affairs.
When Zhuang Baihua was looking at the report, his secretary suddenly came to report that Mr. Luo from Luo Group called and asked him if he wanted to answer the call.
Zhuang Baihua thought about it and asked someone to transfer the call.
He had previously made up some information about the original owner and knew that Luo Zhenduo of the Luo family was almost ten years older than him. In addition to being business partners, they were also drinking buddies.
Luo Zhenduo would often invite the original owner to drink and socialize together. Given their status, this would not be a big deal, but Luo Zhenduo had a son who was even in college, which instantly made Zhuang Baihua feel that Mr. Luo was not serious.
Luo Zhenduo had a child when he was a teenager. Even when he was old, he always went out drinking and didn't come home. He was not a good person.
But since the other person called the company, we have business dealings after all, so I had to answer the call.
Zhuang Baihua picked up the phone, and a deep voice came from the other end: "Mr. Zhuang has been very arrogant recently. He doesn't answer personal calls, and you have to make an appointment to get in touch with the company's phone."
The original owner had a private cell phone. Zhuang Baihua was disgusted by the original owner's frequent contacts, and was also afraid of being exposed because he was not prepared, so the phone was turned off recently.
Zhuang Baihua played dumb: "I haven't disappeared. You can contact me if there's anything important."
What I mean is, you better have something important to talk to me about.
Luo Zhenduo paused on the other end of the phone, and after a while he said slowly: "Is it impossible to find you if there is nothing important? Bai Hua, I am very sad to hear you say that."
Luo Zhenduo lowered his voice and spoke slowly, sounding calm and steady, which was a little different from what Zhuang Baihua had imagined.
Zhuang Baihua then pulled himself together and asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Luo?"
Luo Zhenduo added a lightly sarcastic remark: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've become so unfamiliar with calling me Mr. Luo."
… Didn’t you just call me Mr. Zhuang? Zhuang Baihua had no choice but to say, “Well, let’s stop being sarcastic to each other and just say it directly, Brother Zhenduo.”
Luo Zhenduo is eight years older than Zhuang Baihua, so they can be considered brothers.
Luo Zhenduo then got down to business: "We agreed before that we would take on the new project together, but you didn't show up at the consultation meeting a few days ago. Don't you want to do it anymore? If you want to withdraw, just say so. There are a lot of people waiting behind you."
Zhuang Baihua felt a little guilty. He was afraid of being exposed, so he sent his subordinates to the meeting. It seemed that he didn't take it seriously. He cleared his throat and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable these days. I will attend when I feel better."
"Are you sick?" Luo Zhenduo's tone softened. "I heard that you stayed up all night in the club. You are not a child anymore. Take care of yourself and don't overdo it."
Zhuang Baihua didn't know that his reputation as one of the "Seven Night Kings" had spread widely. He just felt that Luo Zhenduo's tone was really like educating his younger brother. After all, he himself also loved drinking.
Zhuang Baihua perfunctorily changed the subject and chatted with Luo Zhenduo about business matters. Luo Zhenduo was a senior in this area, and Zhuang Baihua learned a lot of useful information with an open-minded attitude.
At last, Luo Zhenduo added: "I'll send you something to replenish your body."
Before Zhuang Baihua could refuse, Luo Zhenduo hung up the phone.
Zhuang Baihua looked at the phone in confusion, wondering what to send.
Two days later, Secretary Chen came in with a casserole and said to Zhuang Baihua, "Boss Luo sent this to nourish your body."
The diameter of the pot was one meter, and Secretary Chen looked very tired as he held the pot.
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
He asked Secretary Chen to put the casserole on the coffee table, opened the lid and saw chicken, duck, goose, cuttlefish meat, and ginseng and longan and other edible and medicinal materials inside.
Secretary Chen explained, "Mr. Luo's mother started to study dietary supplements and medicinal diets when she got older, and she often made some nourishing food soups."
Zhuang Baihua: “…”
No wonder the domineering bosses in melodramatic novels are all gifted and invincible, it turns out that there is someone giving them buffs.
Luo Zhenduo's mother made too much and he couldn't finish it, so he sent it out as soon as he had the chance.
"It's too nutritious. I can't handle it." He wasn't sick at all, but he would have a nosebleed after drinking it. Zhuang Baihua asked Secretary Chen to package it up and distribute it to his subordinates.
Secretary Chen did not move, and asked hesitantly: "You really don't want to drink anything?"
Zhuang Baihua looked at him strangely: "I'm in good health, no need."
Secretary Chen hesitated to speak.
What's normal? Mr. Zhuang has been acting strange lately. He always looks cheerful and friendly. It's scary! Several people from the CEO's office secretly asked him if Mr. Zhuang had been stimulated by something.
Secretary Chen is worried that Zhuang Baihua is too tired and has a negative impact on his spirit. Now that President Luo has sent a tonic soup, it would be fine to drink some...
But Zhuang Baihua didn't want to, so Chen Wang could only put the tonic soup in the refrigerator, then walked back and said softly: "Mr. Zhuang, you haven't been boxing for a long time, do you want to go to the boxing gym to vent and relax?"
Zhuang Baihua was stunned that the original owner had such interests and hobbies.
I only read a paragraph from the original book, so I don't have a thorough understanding of the character's information.
For example, the original owner, as a domineering president who likes to lock people up in a small dark room, is a supporting role, and his main role is concentrated in the early part of the original book. According to the title of the book, there are four other supporting roles like the original owner.
It is impossible for a novel to fully describe the life trajectories of every supporting character, so Zhuang Baihua doesn’t know many things about the original owner.
But think about it, it is understandable. As a domineering president, he must have a good figure, so it is reasonable that he likes fitness.
Zhuang Baihua asked Secretary Chen for details: "Is this boxing you're talking about?"
Secretary Chen was startled and replied, "Yes, you like boxing very much. Do you want me to contact the owner of the boxing gym to arrange a match?"
Zhuang Baihua quickly waved his hands and said, "I don't want to do this kind of boxing anymore. I'll do Tai Chi instead."
Secretary Chen: “???”
In the past, Zhuang Baihua would get up early every day and exercise with the elderly people in the community, practicing Tai Chi and Tai Chi sword, and he was very good at it.
Secretary Chen felt more and more that something was wrong with Mr. Zhuang, but his idea was that Mr. Zhuang was stimulated, and the source should be that night in the club.
He went to inquire about what happened that night, and after understanding the whole story, he did one thing.
Zhuang Baihua came to the company that day. As he walked, he was thinking about the business that Luo Zhenduo mentioned. This was his first business after traveling through time, and he had to make it happen no matter what.
He walked towards the office while encouraging himself, but he was startled when he reached the office door.
He pointed at the person in front of him: "Why are you here?"
Chi Yue, who was standing outside the president's office, raised her eyelids and looked over indifferently. Her expression was half-smile and half-smile, and her attitude could not be seen.
Zhuang Baihua grabbed him and led him towards the door. The two of them walked into the office and the door closed heavily behind them, blocking out the outside world.
Secretary Chen poked his head out from the side and smiled with satisfaction.
He went to the club to inquire, and found out that Mr. Zhuang let only Chi Yue go that night, which meant that Chi Yue was special. If he caught Chi Yue and gave her to Mr. Zhuang, maybe he would become normal if he was happy.
Looking at it this way, it was indeed the right thing to do.