The God of Medicine for the Husband-in-law (The Husband-in-law)

Chapter 36

The scale of Futong is not considered an inflow in China Shipping at all, it just supports hundreds of employees.

However, this is such a company, every working day, everyone is in a state of tension.

In Zhonghai, if you walk slowly, you will be pulled down far away.

The door of the meeting room was opened, and a man about 1.7 meters tall, with short hair and a mustache on his chin walked out quickly.

His facial features are fairly handsome, and he walks vigorously, which brings great pressure to the people around him.

"Immediately revise this proposal, and I will see it on my desk in half an hour."

He told his subordinates as he walked, because his stride was too big, others even had to trot all the way to catch up.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Keming, 30 years old, director of the planning department of Futong Company, and also the nephew of the chairman Zhang Guodong.

At present, the company's operating conditions are not good, but this does not prevent Zhang Keming from showing the style of his director in the company, and everywhere he goes is a three-dimensional human flesh business card.

In this building, he can be regarded as famous.

He is strict with his subordinates, and he is one-sided in the department he is in charge of. Everyone is afraid to deal with him.

Zhang Keming strode vigorously, returned to his department, and gave three orders in succession before entering the door.

"Work overtime tonight!"

"Zhou Ming, your plan must be handed over to me immediately, or you will pack up and leave!"

"Xiaomei, where's my coffee? I'll see it on my desk in 5 minutes."

Everyone hurriedly agreed, each busy with their own affairs.

Zhang Keming's office, located in the innermost part of the entire department, is transparent as a whole, separated by thick glass walls.

Staying in the office, he can spy on the movements of the staff outside at any time, and when he wants privacy, electric blinds can meet his needs.

Every time after giving an order, Zhang Keming has a strong sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.This made him feel that his position in Futong is very important, at least in the planning department.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, how did the door open?There is someone else in the room, is it Zhou Xudong?By the way, today is the day Zhou Xudong takes office.

The director and deputy director's offices are adjacent to each other, and Zhang Keming has to pass through the deputy director's office every time to return to his place.

The former owner of that office has been making him unhappy for a long time.

The good news is that after one year, the thorn in my side is gone.Although the newly appointed guy is not very good, he finally gets along well with him, not to mention his cousin. In the future, Zhang Keming will not be the one who decides for the entire planning department?

etc!Zhang Keming suddenly realized that the guy who was sitting on the sofa with his hands crossed and his hands crossed, watching videos with his mobile phone was not Zhou Xudong at all, but the thorn in his side that had passed the Chinese New Year——Yang Cheng.

He stopped, turned and walked into the office.Before entering the door, he took a special look at the doorknob.

When cleaning up the office a few days ago, he asked someone to throw all Yang Cheng's things beside the trash can, and told Yang Cheng to take them away by himself, and not allow the cleaners to throw them away as trash.

The reason why he did this was that Zhang Keming wanted to see for himself what kind of expression this wimp would have.

This is Mrs. Zhang's territory, he just stepped in the door, and still wants to be the first?There are no doors!

After throwing away Yang Cheng's things, Zhang Keming bought a special lock to lock the door.That's a super c-level lock, you can't open it without a key.

But now, the door is wide open, where is the lock?

Zhang Keming soon saw the lock, it had been broken in two, lying on the coffee table pitifully.This made him furious. As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog. Isn't Yang Cheng doing this to demonstrate to himself?

This guy dared to call a locksmith to pick the lock!Unable to open, even violent destruction?

"Hehe, Yang Cheng, why are you here?" Zhang Keming walked up to Yang Cheng and said with a sneer.

It stands to reason that Yang Cheng should get up and greet Zhang Keming respectfully, but he didn't do so.

The new show at station B firmly attracted his attention, so he didn't have time to pay attention to this guy.

"I'm asking you something!" Zhang Keming didn't restrain his anger, and raised his voice, instantly making the atmosphere in the department even more tense.

Everyone is cautious, pretending to be busy with their own affairs, but in fact they all prick up their ears to eavesdrop.

"Oh, if I were Yang Cheng, I wouldn't stay here. Why bother, suffering from this." A young man whispered to his colleague at the next booth.

The colleague was a little older, and said with a sneer, "What do you know? If he had self-esteem, would he be a door-to-door son-in-law? But then again, he exchanged a man's dignity for a Zhonghai Hukou and a house." , it’s worth it. Hehe, after all, our poor self-esteem isn’t worth much at all.”

The young man couldn't agree with the meaning of this sentence. How can a man lose his dignity?So he looked down on Yang Cheng even more.

These whispers were all heard by Yang Cheng, but he didn't care at all, not even the angry guy in front of him.

"Yang Cheng!"

Zhang Keming asked several questions repeatedly, but Yang Cheng couldn't get an answer, so he was so angry that he was trembling all over.

This guy wasn't so arrogant before, but he dared to challenge his authority today?If it weren't for his own face, Zhang Keming really wanted to rush over and slap him twice, so that he would know his surname.

After all, Zhang Keming restrained himself. He looked down at Yang Cheng with disdain in his eyes, just like the status of the two of them in his heart.

"Yawn~" Yang Cheng yawned and asked lazily, "I heard that, I'm not deaf. Do you have anything to do with me?"

"This room does not belong to you, now I invite you out!" Zhang Keming said coldly.

"It doesn't belong to me, so who does he belong to?" Yang Cheng finally put down his phone, rolled his eyelids, and looked at the other party.

"Belongs to me!" came an exasperated voice.

With a bandage on his nose, Hu Xudong walked in very comically.He was very angry, but he didn't dare to be too angry. After all, the facial muscles were intertwined, and if he accidentally pulled the wound, what awaited him would be excruciating pain.

"Hu Xudong? What's wrong with your face?" Zhang Keming glanced back at him, startled by his appearance.

Hu Xudong rushed into the office angrily, pointed at Yang Cheng and said, "It's not him, he dared to hit someone!"

Zhang Keming has a black line on his forehead, this guy is not worrying, and he is too disappointing.

Then again, he still knows Yang Cheng well.After three years of getting along, Yang Cheng gave him the feeling of meekness and humiliation. Why did he seem to be a different person today, and he beat Hu Xudong like this?

"Yang Cheng, let me ask you, this is..." Zhang Keming questioned Yang Cheng with full momentum.

He had already made a plan, regardless of whether Yang Cheng admitted it or not, the next step was to find the security guards to control this guy first, and then call the police.By the way, I'm going to my second uncle's house tonight and report this matter to him.