Song Chunming waited until almost nine o'clock in the morning before leaving. He went to the bank next door first. It was useless to come early. The bank opened at 9 o'clock. He transferred the money in his card to the company account, walked back, and found a stone bench under the shade of a tree in the yard below to sit down.

He took out his big brother and detained Boss Xiong first. Boss Xiong called back immediately. Song Chunming told him, "You go to our finance department immediately, get a transfer check, and immediately unblock the sales department when you go back."

Boss Xiong asked: "Son surname, do you want to play with me? I don't have money in the account, so I'll write a blank check for me?"

Song Chunming became angry: "Damn it, our account opening bank is downstairs of the company. You take the check and go to the counter to pay it. Don't you know if there is any money in the account?"

"Okay, okay, I will believe you once." said Boss Xiong.

"If you hand it over, just fuck me, unblock the sales office!" Song Chunming shouted, but the other party had already hung up the phone and seemed to be crazy.

Song Chunming shook his head with a wry smile. He then called the finance department and told her that you should write a transfer check for Boss Xiong when he owes Boss Xiong. When Boss Xiong comes, you can hand it over to him.

"Is there any money in the account? I will be fined if I write a short check, Mr. Song." said the Finance Department.

“Yes.”

"Then I'll go down and go to the counter and transfer it to him, what kind of check will be written."

"You transfer it to him and it will not be deposited tomorrow. This bastard will definitely say that the sales office will be unblocked when the money arrives. If you give him a check, our money will be equivalent to paying it. When he pays it and where he pays it, it has nothing to do with us. It is his own business, but I ask him to unblock the sales office today."

"Okay, I understand, Mr. Song."

After all the phone calls that should be made, Song Chunming stood up, walked to the carport, opened the lock, rode his bicycle, and went to the company calmly. When he arrived at the company, he went directly to the Finance Department. The Finance told him that Boss Xiong had already arrived and the check had been taken away.

"How much money is left in the account?" Song Chunming asked.

"More than 193,000."

“How much is the salary you still owe?”

"Forty-one, two hundred and twenty-four."

"I sent this, remember, I still have to tell you not to talk nonsense." Song Chunming said.

"Okay, I understand, Mr. Song." said the financial officer excitedly.

"The remaining money must be kept in the account by 100,000 yuan, otherwise it will be difficult to move forward. For the rest, please put the urgent debts in a table. Let's take a look. If not, each company will share a little bit." Song Chunming said.

Finance nodded repeatedly and said yes.

Walking out of the Finance Department, Song Chunming saw Xiao Lu in the office hall outside and waved to her. Xiao Lu ran over. Song Chunming told her that after receiving the salary, take your people back immediately. The construction company should have been unpacking the walls of the sales department now.

Xiao Lu said yes.

Xiao Lu took a few people from their sales office and left after receiving their salary. After more than twenty minutes, Xiao Lu called Song Chunming and told him that Mr. Song, the sales office had not been unsealed yet, so he still sealed it with a brick.

"You go and find Manager Xiong and ask him to send someone to tear the wall." Song Chunming said.

"I've already gone to find it. Mr. Song and Manager Xiong said that the wall cannot be removed yet, and said you still have money but didn't give it to them."

"There is still money, what's the money?"

"I don't know either. When I asked him what money he was, he just ignored me and just told me to go around and don't meddle in other people's business."

"Where is he now?" Song Chunming asked.

"It's in the office at that site."

"Okay, Xiao Lu, I'll call him right away."

Song Chunming hung up the phone in a hurry and immediately called the construction site office again. The one who answered the phone happened to be Boss Xiong. Song Chunming scolded:

"What the hell do you mean? After taking the money, won't the sales department go and unblock it right away?"

"Unlock the seal? Do you think we are fun? We have built it and demolished it, and demolished it." Boss Xiong sneered:

"Artificial bricks and cement, do you think it's not cost? I'm going to your office again and again, don't cost money? On such a hot day, I'm running like a dog, don't compensate me? I can tear down the walls and get another 100,000 yuan, otherwise I can't call the person who works in such hot days."

"You're fucking blackmail!" Song Chunming was almost furious and scolded.

"Yes, what's wrong with me? You can just treat me as a fool, but I can't play with you too? If you don't have money, you have to demolish it yourself. However, I'll tell you that the bricks that build the wall are mine, and they are all good bricks. If you break one 10,000 yuan, you may have to pay more than 100,000 yuan in the end, haha..."

"You fucking rogue!"

"Yes, I'm a scoundrel, a scoundrel is just right, what do you want?"

"You fucking wait, I'll come over right away!" Song Chunming was furious and shouted at the phone.

"Okay, I'll wait. If you have to work hard, I suggest you bring more people. I have more than a hundred here, hahahaha..."

Boss Xiong hung up the phone with a laugh. Song Chunming was like a headless fly in the office, looking around everywhere, looking for a tool to vent his anger, so he killed him.

He first found a pair of scissors to see. The scissors nowadays are not even pointed, but have flat heads. Song Chunming threw away the scissors and found a paper cutting knife. He stabbed it on the table and the blade broke.

What kind of thing does this profiteer deliver to him? He deserves to owe you money. Song Chunming scolded him for sending them office supplies.

I opened the drawer and saw a pair of nail clippers. I pressed it twice. I felt that it was not as good as the stapler on the table. I picked up the stapler and clicked out a string of staplers. I didn’t know what the use would be for holding this? I threw it away.

Finally, I found a Phillips screwdriver, held it in my hand and waved it twice. I felt that it was still suitable, so I inserted it into my waist.

Song Chunming was about to go out when his elder brother rang. He picked it up and shouted angrily: "Who is it!?"

The person on the phone was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Oh, Mr. Song, why are you so angry?"

Song Chunming heard it, it was a white shirt. Song Chunming quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Mr. Song, you haven't told me yet, why are you so angry?" said the other party.

"I was fooled by the bastard named Xiong, and the sales office did not unblock it."

"I know, I'll call you and I'm just about to ask you about this. Mr. Song, did you give him the money?"

"I'll give it to you, I'll get up early in the morning and deal with it first."

"I left my tail, but I didn't give it to you?"

"No, I don't want to talk to this bastard. I've given him all the money, and I should give him a lot of points."

"Then why hasn't he unlocked the lockdown yet?"

"This bastard said that it costs another 100,000."

"Why? What's the reason? One hundred thousand is not a small amount of money."

"What is the cost of building wall materials, labor costs, the fare he came to me to ask for money for the car, and what mental loss costs? Does this make the fuck?"

"No, there is no reason." said the white shirt, "Mr. Song, where are you now?"

"In the office, I was about to go to the sales office."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll go and settle the score with him."

"What did you take, a submachine gun or a machine gun?" said the white shirt.

Song Chunming was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say. He couldn't tell the other party that he was carrying a screwdriver, which would make people laugh.

"In this way, Mr. Song, sit down and be calm. Listen to me, you just sit in the office and don't have to go anywhere." Bai Shirt said, "Some things you can't do, you have to hand them over to professionals. You just wait for the phone in the office. You are our customer, and serving customers is also our responsibility. Mr. Song, have you sat down?"

“Sit down.”

“Is there any water?”

"No."

"Then pour yourself a glass of water."

Song Chunming stood up, picked up the cup, poured himself a glass of water, walked back and sat down again, and picked up the elder brother.

"Has the water poured down, Mr. Song?" asked in white shirt.

"It's down."

"Sit down?"

“Sit down.”

"Okay, Mr. Song, please continue to sit."

As the white shirt said, he hung up the phone.

Song Chunming was sitting in the office, but he was anxious. After waiting for almost an hour, his elder brother rang out loud. As soon as he picked it up, Xiao Lu shouted inside: "Dropping it out, Mr. Song, they are already demolishing the wall!"

Song Chunming said in surprise: "Really, Xiao Lu, are you sure?"

"It's sure, Mr. Song, when I came over and called, the place had been demolished halfway. Manager Xiong brought people to demolish it."

"He didn't say anything?"

“No, no.”

"Okay, I'll come here right away."

As Song Chunming said that, he walked out of the door. When he walked to the door, he remembered, pulled out the screwdriver from his waist and threw it onto the sofa.

Song Chunming directed the taxi and drove directly to the sales office. He found that the walls here had been demolished, and the huge glass windows of the sales office were exposed again. Xiao Lu and the others were already cleaning the sanitation. At the door, Boss Xiong was leading the people to clean up the remains on the ground.

Song Chunming felt so happy, he couldn't say anything. He walked over and walked all the way to Boss Xiong.

Boss Xiong looked up at him, and Song Chunming almost laughed. He saw that Boss Xiong's whole face was swollen, and one of his eyes was blackened, like a panda.

Song Chunming smiled and said, "Boss Xiong, where are your more than 100 people?"

I remembered something even more funny, and said, "Boss Xiong, you have a name and reality now."

Boss Xiong glared at him and then subconsciously looked behind him. Song Chunming saw a van parked on the road outside the sales office. The person sitting in the passenger seat seemed to be the mahjong face. Song Chunming understood that they were supervising the worker. No wonder Boss Xiong and others wanted to clean up the place so clean.

Song Chunming walked over the van. Before he could approach, the car started to leave. He looked straight at the mahjong face and didn't look at Song Chunming.

Song Chunming was stunned and watched the car go away. Song Chunming walked back to the sales office. During the ten minutes he stayed outside, Song Chunming was already sweating profusely. The cool breeze of the air conditioner in the sales office was whizzing, which was really comfortable.

Song Chunming found a corner to sit down, but he still felt that he should call to express his gratitude. He picked up the phone, but encountered a problem. He still didn't even know what the surname of the white shirt was.
Chapter completed!