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Zhao Yong finally realized that his wife's prenatal check-up took a little too long, so he called Li Manjun as soon as he finished the work at hand.

"Are you back? What took you so long?"

"I met Shirley Zhong and Lu Shengming in the hospital. She had just finished confinement and was not in a good mood, so I took her out for a ride. The prenatal checkup results were normal. I just returned to the store now and wanted to get out of the car. I called you."

Li Manjun answered the phone with one hand, turned the steering wheel with the other, and backed the car into the door of the recycling bin so as not to block the passing vehicles.

"You dare to take people out for a ride just after you got your driver's license? Li Manjun, you are quite awesome."

Li Manjun thought that this tone was too sinister, so she hummed twice without any response.

Zhao Yong asked for trouble, but he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Come back early in the evening."

Li Manjun said he understood, hung up the phone, turned off the car, took out the key and got out.

Wang Dasheng stuck his head out and said hello, "Boss."

Li Manjun smiled slightly, signaled him to be busy, and went straight into the office.

Seeing that Yao Zhaowen was still in the office, Li Manjun was slightly surprised, "Huh? Haven't you gone to the steel factory yet?"

She had a prenatal check-up in the morning, so she handed over the collection of scrap steel slag from Zhu Yaowei to Yao Zhaowen. It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, so why was she still in the office.

After the scrap steel slag is taken away, it will be sent to neighboring provinces, and it is impossible to finish work so early.

Yao Zhaowen was on the phone. When he heard Li Manjun's confused inquiry, he raised his head and winked at her, covered the phone and whispered:

"Boss, this is a call from the steel factory, looking for you."

Li Manjun saw his guilty expression and reacted instantly. He sat down at the work desk opposite, put down his bag, and asked Yao Zhaowen to hand the phone to him.

"My manager just came back. I asked her to tell you in person." Yao Zhaowen said this to the other person on the phone before calling Li Manjun.

As soon as Li Manjun picked up the phone, after the other person confirmed that she was him, he asked three questions in succession.

"Excuse me, what is your relationship with Zhu Yaowei?"

"Regarding the reselling of scrap steel slag, do you know that this is against our factory regulations?"

"Please provide your company with order information from March to September this year to cooperate with our investigation."

The tone on the other side was very stern, as if he was interrogating a prisoner. No wonder Yao Zhaowen had that expression just now.

Seeing the boss frowning, Yao Zhaowen asked in a worried voice: "Zhu Yaowei seems to be under investigation. I went to the steel factory in the morning and didn't see him. Others in the factory even kicked me out."

That's why he appears in the office at this time.

At that time, he felt that something might have happened to Zhu Yaowei, but he did not expect that the call from the other side would come so soon.

Li Manjun gave him a calm look and answered the inquiries one by one.

"It doesn't matter. He sells scraps and I collect them."

"I don't know what the regulations are in your factory."

"Sorry, the order information is our company's private information and cannot be made public. I'm very sorry."

The person on the other side didn't expect that Li Manjun's response was so light and he didn't mean to be intimidated at all.

Several people looked at each other, and finally turned their attention to Zhu Yaowei, who was leaning in front of the window and looking like you do.

Outside the window, the workers did not stay in the workshop to work, but gathered around the downstairs of the office building, shouting at them to release Deputy Factory Zhu.

The atmosphere was a little tense. When they wanted to ask the Luman company on the other side of the phone again, the other party had already hung up.

"Are you still calling?" The clerk asked the factory director behind him, holding the phone.

No one responded, only Zhu Yaowei's sneering voice, "You can do whatever you want. It's almost time. I haven't had lunch yet, so I'll leave first."

As he spoke, he walked past a few people and planned to open the office door and go out.

The factory director endured it again and again, and finally couldn't hold it back and shouted: "Zhu Yaowei, you are finished!"

Zhu Yaowei paused when he opened the door, took a deep breath, looked back at him, and smiled, "It's over when it's over. At least I have a clear conscience."

"Unlike some people." He paused deliberately, and the eyes under his lenses scanned everyone present sharply, and finally stopped on the factory director's face. "If I finish, he will never stand still."

After saying that, regardless of the other person's face turning red with anger, he opened the office door and ran downstairs. When passing by the workers, he greeted with a smile:

"Let's go, let's go. I'm starving. Eat first. Fill your stomach and then you'll have the strength to work!"

This fucking rule means that he has to continue working in the factory until he is officially fired.

Although he couldn't stand the people above him, he couldn't worry about the life and death of the people below him. No matter what, he would only leave if he had to minimize the trouble caused by his resignation.

In the recycling bin, Yao Zhaowen looked at his boss' regretful look and couldn't help but sigh.

"Now we have one less business." Scrap steel slag can still be quite profitable, but it's a pity that Zhu Yaowei seems to be doomed.

Li Manjun opened the thermos cup and drank two large sips of hot water. He stood up and said, "I'm going to use the toilet first. You can help me take out this year's account book. I'm going to do an inventory later."

Seeing that Yao Zhaowen was still feeling sorry for Zhu Yaowei's scrap steel slag, he patted his arm and comforted him:

"If the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come. Let's continue to develop other customers."

Worried that he would put pressure on himself, Li Manjun added: "The recycling bin business is booming this year. Those are side businesses, while the store is the main business."

"By the way, have you taken the exam for your accountant certificate?" Li Manjun asked curiously.

Yao Zhaowen's eyes suddenly lit up, "Took the exam."

"Have you passed?" Li Manjun probed.

Yao Zhaowen nodded, but this is only the first step. There will be a comprehensive exam in October. If you pass it, you can successfully get the certificate.

Li Manjun really couldn't hold back his pee. He waved his hand to indicate that he would wait until he came back before continuing, and quickly ran towards the toilet.

There was no toilet in the yard originally. After the new year, Wang Dasheng was added as a new employee, so Li Manjun decided to build a small toilet in the yard for the convenience of daily use by the two of them.

Of course, she herself is too lazy to go to the public restroom all the time. Since there was a restroom in the courtyard, her happiness at work has increased.

After solving his personal problems, Li Manjun returned to the office to take stock.

I made almost no money in January and February this year, and all of it was spent on price wars.

But in March, there was an order for scrap steel slag. Until the end of September, the company's profits have been very good. In addition to the 40,000 accumulated goods, there are still 100,000 in the account.

She still has 120,000 in her personal account, which she deposits regularly and earns some interest, because she has never found any suitable investment projects.

In addition to the 40,000 yuan in liquid cash that must be kept in the company's account, she has a total of 180,000 yuan at her disposal.

So, how much should I vote for Shirley Chung?

Li Manjun was a little confused.