"President Xiao, let's get the security department to save them. Don't kill anyone in front of the company," Li Zimeng urged. Her delicate face was filled with worry.
Xu Guansong, Luo Qi, and Zhang Donghai also stepped forward to persuade Xiao Luo. After all, this was in front of the company. If someone died, it would be detrimental to the company's reputation. Most importantly, these were employees who had been fired by Lo Fong. If the media found out about this, who knew what kind of news they would write?
Although Xiao Luo really wanted to stomp that Wang Tiechui to death, he knew the logic behind it.
With a wave of his hand, he ordered the head of the security department to rush out with his men.
Wang Tiechui was saved, but his head was bleeding profusely. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. His entire face was stained red with blood, and he was on the verge of death. An ambulance arrived and took him away. After the five hundred employees calmed down, they came to their senses. Looking at the pool of blood on the ground, they didn't dare to stay any longer and left one after another.
A collective strike was quelled just like that!
The heads of the various departments, as well as the store managers, now had a preliminary understanding of Xiao Luo. He looked amiable, but was in fact ruthless and decisive. Xiao Luo had left a deep impression in their hearts. The store managers who were originally lazing around couldn't help but quietly become serious. They didn't dare to show the slightest bit of disrespect in front of Xiao Luo.
"Xiao Luo, I'll say the same thing again. If you have any difficulties, feel free to look for me!"
Before Chu Yunxiong left, he said this to Xiao Luo in front of everyone at Lo Fong.
At the same time, he reassured everyone and made them wonder who Xiao Luo was and why the legendary entrepreneur Chu Yunxiong thought so highly of him.
…
"In addition to the one million yuan that President Xiao brought, the company's account still has five million yuan that can be used," the head of Lo Fong's finance department, Guo Fu, reported to Xiao Luo in the office.
Xiao Luo frowned when he heard that. Five million was a large sum for an individual, but for a company, it was too small. Luo's Workshop paid its employees nearly three million dollars in salary each month, and Luo's Workshop was still losing money every day. If they didn't turn the situation around, Luo's Workshop would be finished by the end of next month.
"I got it. Go do your work. Oh right, tell Manager Sun Jian 'nan to come up."
"Yes, President Xiao!"
Guo Fu bowed slightly and left the room.
"This strike really came at the right time. Old Xiao, you now have the prestige of a boss in the company." Zhang Dashan stood up from the sofa and walked over to Xiao Luo.
"It's all thanks to you." Xiao Luo smiled.
"Forget about these words of thanks. Give me something more practical."
"What practical?" Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows.
Zhang Dashan slammed the teacup on the table and scolded, "Motherf * cker, are you pretending to be crazy? I want the position of vice president, bro." He walked to the balcony of the office and looked down at the scenery below. He stretched out his arms, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. "I never dreamed that one day I would become a boss and look down at my employees from a high place."
Obviously, he had put himself in the position of vice president.
"Alright, stop daydreaming. You will be my assistant for now. When Lo Fong stabilizes, I will let you take my position," Xiao Luo said unhappily.
"Holy sh * t, Old Xiao, are you serious? You don't like to lie?" Zhang Dashan said excitedly.
Xiao Luo rolled his eyes at him. "When have I ever lied to you?"
"Hahaha … Good brother, Old Xiao, you are really my good brother …"
Zhang Dashan laughed happily, but soon he realized that something was wrong. He frowned. "No, something is wrong."
"What is wrong?"
"If you give me the position of president, what will you do?" Zhang Dashan asked.
Xiao Luo spread his hands. "I will continue to develop in other industries. Is there a problem?"
Zhang Dashan was stunned. He was already satisfied to be able to run Lo Fong well. He had never thought of developing further. However, his brother, Xiao Luo, had the intention to enter other industries. Although he said it casually, he knew that Xiao Luo was not joking.
"I have a feeling that you will become the next Chu Yunxiong."
"But I hope I can surpass him."
Xiao Luo stood up and patted Zhang Dashan on the shoulder with a smile. He had integrated a high-tech system into his body. If he could only reach Chu Yunxiong's level, he would not be satisfied.
"Gulp ~"
Zhang Dashan swallowed hard. It was only at this moment that he realized that deep down in his brother's heart, there was such a great goal and ambition hidden in his heart.
"Knock, knock, knock ~"
At this moment, there was a soft knock on the office door.
"Come in!"
Xiao Luo sat down again.
The door was pushed open. Sun Jian 'nan, dressed in a suit, walked in submissively. He looked nervous and his gait was unnatural. He walked to the desk, looked up at Xiao Luo, and asked, "Mr … President Xiao, you were looking for me?"
From "little brother" a few days ago to "President Xiao" now, Xiao Luo's identity had changed too quickly. He was still a little dazed and felt like he was dreaming.
"Have a seat." Xiao Luo gestured for him to take a seat.
Sun Jian 'nan nodded and took a deep breath to adjust his emotions. Then, he sat down in front of Xiao Luo.
"Store Manager Sun, I heard that Lo Fong's food safety incident happened in your store?"
"Yes, that's right."
"Do you think there's a problem with our products?"
"No, it's definitely not our bread."
Sun Jian 'nan shook his head violently. "I noticed the old man as soon as he entered the store."
"Why?" Xiao Luo asked.
Sun Jian 'nan recalled, "Because his complexion didn't look normal. It was sickly pale, and his breathing wasn't right either. It was as if his trachea was stuck. I even specially poured him a cup of hot tea and sent it over."
Xiao Luo nodded. "Tell me what you think."
"I don't think the old man died from eating our bread. He died suddenly from an illness."
Sun Jian 'nan spoke his mind. "But the doctor and the old man's family insisted that he died from a blockage in his trachea due to eating bread from Luo's Workshop."
"If that's the case, does that mean Lo Fong is the scapegoat?" Zhang Dashan couldn't help but ask.
"I'm not sure about that, but I don't think Lo Fong is responsible for the old man's death," Sun Jian 'nan said.
Xiao Luo waved his hand. "I know. You can go back to your work."
Sun Jian 'nan stood up and bowed before turning to leave.
"Wait."
"Is there anything else, President Xiao?"
"Don't tell Sun Yu about my identity," Xiao Luo said.
Sun Jian 'nan was stunned for a moment before nodding heavily. "Yes, sir."
He opened the door and walked out.
"Old Xiao, it seems like you're interested in Beauty Sun," Zhang Dashan joked.
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