Back to 97: Reversing the Future

At this time, He Wentao had already stepped out of the elevator.

The gloomy expression shocked all the employees present.

What a serious hostility!

Some people couldn't help but retreat, for fear that He Wentao would suddenly get violent and attack them.

At this moment, Gao Changhe's heart skipped a beat, he quickly jumped up from the ground, jumped in front of Zhou Ke'an, and blocked Zhou Ke'an behind him.

"Mr. Zhou, this bastard with red eyes can do anything, you go back to the office quickly. Everyone else, please call the security guard!"

As he spoke, he pressed his back against Zhou Ke'an, trying to push Zhou Ke'an back.

He Wentao had already stepped forward step by step, until he was in front of Gao Changhe, he was also seen pushing Zhou Ke'an back two steps.

He Wentao raised his palm.

With a "slap", he slapped Gao Changhe on the face.

The crisp sound made the employees present feel a little nervous.

"Go away!"

Gao Changhe's cheeks hurt, but he didn't dare to move away.

I put myself on the shelves, if I leave now, and let Zhou Ke'an face He Wentao, wouldn't it be a disservice to both ends?

"I...I won't get out of the way! Mr. Zhou, hurry back to the office!"

As he said that, he looked at the others and said angrily, "What are you still doing in a daze! Call security!"

Someone seemed to have just reacted, and quickly used the walkie-talkie to contact the security guard.

The sizzle sounded, and Gao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boy, I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise, when the security guards come later, you will die!"

"Snapped!"

He was answered with a crisp applause.

Both sides of Gao Changhe's cheeks were swollen.

"Get out of the way."

"I'm not going to die...huh? Mr. Zhou?"

Only then did Gao Changhe realize that it was Zhou Kean who spoke.

His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "President Zhou, this little bastard is very dangerous, he..."

"Gao Changhe, I ask you to get out of the way."

"Huh? Good, good."

Gao Changhe was taken aback by Zhou Ke'an's tone.

He stepped aside reluctantly, his heart beating fast.

He stared intently at He Wentao, as if warning He Wentao not to talk nonsense.

"Go back to work, what should you do?"

Zhou Kean gave an order, and everyone returned to their offices, only Gao Changhe was still there.

Zhou Kean glanced at him and said, "It's time for dinner, you are the manager of the lobby, do you have nothing to do?"

"I...I'm going right now."

Gao Changhe responded, and gave He Wentao a warning look before leaving.

It wasn't until everyone dispersed that Gao Changhe said, "Mr. He, come to my office."

"Row."

He Wentao didn't say any more, just followed.

Sitting back on the boss chair, Zhou Ke'an's expression was not good.

"Mr. He, it seems a little unreasonable for you to treat my subordinates like this? Give me a reason."

"He deserves a beating."

He Wentao responded flatly.

Zhou Kean frowned, and said in a deep voice: "No matter how much he deserves a beating, he is still an employee of my company. You beat my employee, anyway, give me an explanation?"

He Wentao smiled lightly, and threw the black plastic bag in his hand on the table.

"It was agreed at the beginning that I would lend you [-] yuan, and the profit would be half and half. This is the principal and half the profit, so I will leave."

After speaking, He Wentao left without looking back.

Looking at the black plastic bag on the table, Zhou Ke'an was stunned.

Su Wenwen told him the news yesterday, and he thought He Wentao wanted to seek help.

After all, he is the big boss of a chain restaurant, and if he misses anything, it is enough for He Wentao.

Just now, He Wentao fought in front of him. The reason why he didn't turn his face was because He Wentao saved the crisis for him last time.

Unexpectedly, He Wentao came this time not to ask for help, but to send money.

Puzzled, he opened the black plastic bag, and saw stacks of banknotes neatly placed inside.

His eyes swept over, seven stacks of bills and a stack of scattered hundred-dollar bills.

In other words, more than 7.

Zhou Ke'an was immediately moved.

It has only been half a month since he handed over the money to He Wentao last time, and He Wentao has actually doubled the [-] yuan, or more.

This speed of making money is tantamount to stealing money!

Regardless of his majestic big boss, he has several hotels under him, but the expenses are also huge. The net profit for a month is only 30 million, which has to be shared with several partners.

He Wentao doesn't have a hotel to collect money!

Zhou Kean picked up the phone and connected to the front desk.

"Just now there was a young man in a light blue shirt who went down from the fifth floor. Did you go out?"

"Mr. Zhou, that gentleman has already left."

Upon receiving this news, Zhou Ke'an's eyes were filled with disappointment.

Actually go so fast.

Thinking of his attitude just now, he regretted a little.

If he had known earlier, his attitude should have eased a bit, why did he treat He Wentao as aggressively as a servant?

Gaochang River!

The appearance of Gao Changhe appeared in Zhou Kean's mind.

He grabbed the phone again and dialed it.

"Notify Gao Changhe, settle the salary, get out!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ke'an thought for a while, and then said, "There's Su Wenwen over there at the waiter's table. Give her the foreman."

Does Zhou Kean care about money?

I don't care, and I don't care.

But he knew that He Wentao was just an ordinary bastard half a month ago, a bastard who couldn't even afford his daughter's medical expenses.

But in half a month, in this strange city, if you can make a lot of money, you are definitely not an ordinary person.

Even if you can't recruit, don't offend Death.

He Wentao didn't know what Zhou Kean did after he left.

From his point of view, Zhou Kean lent him money, he returned the money, divided the profits, and there was nothing to worry about.

Nobody owes anyone.

Back in the Washington District, He Wentao was bored, so he simply went to bed and slept!

These days, even turning around is exhausting enough.

After dinner time, go to the Phoenix Hotel to see if Su Wenwen is at work.

He just lay down, and within 5 minutes, the phone in the living room suddenly rang.

He Wentao immediately jumped up from the bed, ran to the phone, and picked it up.

"Hello, who is it?"

In fact, he didn't need to answer the phone, he also knew that it should be Qian Zhiming.

The phone calls here were only reserved for Qian Zhiming in the morning.

It was reported by Zhang Wang.

Otherwise, he doesn't even know the phone number in the house.

"Boss He, you finally answered the phone."

He Wentao was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at the phone screen, he realized that there were several missed calls.

He hurriedly replied apologetically: "Qian Chu, I'm really sorry, I just came back from socializing outside at noon."

"Boss He is busy making money, understandable, understandable."

Qian Zhiming didn't care, and continued: "About the matter of the garment factory, I made a detailed report to the above in the morning, and also reported Boss He's thoughts and sincerity. The meaning of the above discussion is in principle to agree with Boss He. There is a plan, but the specifics are still subject to discussion.”

He Wentao couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

What I said is really listening to what you say, like listening to what you say.

Restraining his temper, He Wentao asked: "Department Qian, what are the concerns of the higher-ups?"

"The garment factory has only been built for more than ten years, and both the facilities and the employees are still full of vigor. If Boss He is really interested, he still has to show sincerity."

Isn't this fucking afraid of giving less?

He Wentao rolled his eyes for the second time, but he just refused to answer.

"Qian Department, isn't my sincerity not enough? If we don't cut jobs, we will recruit another 1000 people within half a year. How many jobs can this solve? If we can't finish it, it will be returned for free. Qian Department, you don't think I bought one The factory is for the addiction of being a boss, right?"