The storm of electronic fraud, the day I was deceived into northern Myanmar

When I returned to my office and sat on my chair, I was still a little frightened.

After recalling everything that happened just now, I suddenly felt that I was too aggressive!

Zhu Kui's words still linger in my ears, especially those eight words: suffer once, learn to be good!

When I went to find him, I didn't think much about it. I just felt that my plan was likely to succeed.

Now it seems that the probability of failure is too high!

I have nothing to rely on, and I am just a team leader. Zhu Kui is also the manager after all.

Doing so is tantamount to a desperate move!

Once Zhu Kui turns his back, there's a real possibility that I won't be able to come back.

I took a deep breath, calmed down, and told myself not to be too aggressive in the future.

Although the conspiracy was successful this time, you may not have such good luck next time.

After all, human life is like a piece of grass in this place. If you make one wrong move, you will step into an abyss.

In the next few days, everything went normally, and Lao Chen slowly integrated into the life of the group and began to make some orders.

As for that idiot Cotton, he didn't cause any trouble for me. I let him be responsible for cleaning every day, and then rewarded him with some snacks, which was considered to be under my control.

I read the materials handed out during the last training without finishing each word, and wrote a summary seriously.

I have to say that those materials made me come up with several models.

I am not slow to work on my performance, and plan to use this month to enrich myself.

On this day, I was sitting in the office reading a book as usual.

Suddenly, the office door was pushed open.

I frowned and was about to have an attack when I saw Yang Ziming walking in: "Yang Lei!"

"Brother Yang? Why are you here?" I stood up and greeted him with a smile.

He snorted coldly and looked at me with an unnatural expression.

Immediately, I realized the problem!

It seems that he has not benefited from Zhu Kui, and Zhu Kui has most likely had a showdown with him directly.

"Are you very leisurely?" Yang Ziming said strangely, "How much performance do you plan to do this month?"

I pretended to be stupid and handed over a cigarette: "Brother Yang, didn't we agree that in the first month..."

He didn't even answer the cigarette and interrupted me directly: "What did you agree to say? Each team is guaranteed a monthly performance of [-] yuan. This is the park's rule!"

"Yes, yes, yes." I nodded, "It's just Brother Yang, you see, my group has just been established, and there are some newcomers. They also need to adapt and be trained..."

"What's wrong with the newcomers? If they can't deliver results, don't you think you'll resort to tricks on them? Or do you think you're tough and can't deliver results later, so you can suffer for them all?"

"That's not..."

"If Goutui can't achieve results, he'll be beaten! If he can't do it after being beaten, he'll be beaten to death! Is it okay to hit someone? Do you want me to teach you?"

As he said that, Yang Ziming suddenly raised his hand and slapped me directly.

"Snapped!"

This slap was so powerful that I felt like stars were popping up in my eyes.

"Have you learned it?!"

I came back to my senses, looked at Yang Ziming, and couldn't help but curse in my heart!

I forced a smile and said, "I've learned it... Brother Yang, don't worry, I will definitely be able to complete the performance of [-] yuan this month..."

"Who said half a million?" Yang Ziming sneered and said, "You must complete one million in performance this month!"

"One million?!" I was stunned for a moment.

"Not bad!"

With that said, he rushed out of the office and said, "Come in!"

Soon, two people walked in from outside, one tall and one short.

The taller one was too strong to be true, and he didn't look like a bad guy at first glance. The other one had a smile on his face, but there was a sinister look in his eyes.

"I arranged for them to come over to help you with your performance." Yang Ziming said politely, "Now you have two more people assigned to you. If you can't complete one million in performance this month, you, the team leader, don't have to do it." Got it!"

After saying these words, I obviously saw him wink at the two people and leave directly.

As soon as Yang Ziming left, I looked at the two guys in front of me and understood everything in my heart.

How come they are here to help me with my performance?

It’s all just to disrupt the situation!

Now that we've broken up, don't blame me for being unkind!

It’s true that you, Yang Ziming, are the supervisor, but so what?

As long as I don't make any mistakes, what can you do to me?

I don’t know how Zhu Kui’s arrangements are going and when he will transfer me to another supervisor.

Now I can't go to him directly and ask. It seems I can only wait.

"What are your names?" I asked, looking at the tall and short people.

The tall man looked at me with disdain: "My name is Song Yu."

I frowned and stared at him coldly. He touched his nose and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Who do you usually talk to like this?" I asked.

He sneered and said, "What? You want to touch me? Let me tell you, I'm from the fucking security department. If you dare to touch me, I'll make it impossible for you to survive here!"

"I don't care what department you are from! When you get here, I have the final say, or get out!"

"Hmph! You want me to get out? You don't have the qualifications yet. Manager Yang said that I would be transferred here to help you with your performance."

After saying that, Song Yu didn't care about my expression, turned around and left the office directly.

Soon I heard his voice coming from outside: "Cheer up your fucking energy! No bill today, no food allowed tonight! Damn it!"

Along with his roar, I heard something being thrown to the ground.

I was so angry, but there was nothing I could do.

The short man looked at me and smiled: "Team leader, you can call me Xiao Du. If there is nothing else, I will go to work. You don't need to help me arrange it. I will find a place to sit by myself."

I didn't say anything, but I wanted to see what kind of noise they could make!

……

Because of the two guys sent by Yang Ziming, my team almost had no peace every day.

Song Yu started beating people at every turn, never giving the people below me a chance to work, and Xiao Du was always on the side encouraging others to scold customers and do all kinds of mischief.

Maybe it was because Yang Ziming told them that these two people never bothered Lao Chen and Fool, as if they didn't exist.

During this period, Wang Meng came to see me several times, and every time he came he complained, saying that it would be impossible to issue orders if things continued like this.

But now I have no way to deal with it, I can only endure it!

"Draft Mom!"

With a roar that day, Wang Meng was hit directly on the head by an ashtray. He rushed in with blood on his head and cried: "Brother Lei! Save me!"

Seeing the blood on his face, I took a deep breath, and the anger spread from my heart little by little!

Fuck me, huh?

it is good!

Yang Ziming, you asked for this!