Du Feng entered the bathroom and took a shower. In less than five minutes, he went to the warehouse.

Yang Junhao said before that the warehouse manager would give him a set of work clothes, but he seemed to have forgotten it later, so Du Feng had to pick it up by himself.

It is not too big, and it is not difficult to find a warehouse.

Du Feng just washed himself clean. This was during working hours and his behavior was not worthy of praise.

But since you are going to see Manager Li, you can't be disheveled and look dissatisfied.

Warehouse Management is an old man in his sixties, a local in S City, anywhere, perhaps the locals’ attitude towards outsiders is not very good.

When Du Feng left, he was looking down at the newspaper when he heard someone coming. He looked up slightly and continued to look down at the newspaper.

At first glance, this kid is new, with only more than 200 people in the company. As a warehouse administrator, he has almost all met. The old man has an extraordinary memory. Once he has met, he will be familiar with him when he meets him again.

Du Feng walked over and knocked on the window glass: "Master, I'll get the work clothes!"

The old man looked up again and snorted from his nose: "Which department is from?"

"Sales Office!" Du Feng could naturally see that his attitude was not right.

"Sales Office? Why don't I remember that the sales office has you? It's not the workshop that came to cheat on work clothes? Go and go!" The old man snorted and ignored it.

"New!" Du Feng suppressed his anger and explained.

"New? Let me tell you, I've been fooled many times. Those things that are forced to come to me to cheat here and there, and say what department, go to ***! It's all nonsense!" The old man looked down at the newspaper, and even though he said so many words, he couldn't see clearly his mouth.

With two sentences and three slanderous words, the old man was immediately identified by Du Feng as not a kind person.

"This is my work permit!" Du Feng handed over the work permit.

The old man's eyes were removed from the newspaper, and he looked carefully through the window glass with the help of reading glasses.

"Du Feng? I don't know him!" He snorted and looked down at the newspaper again.

"I said I'm new!" Du Feng was a little bored. He looked down upon others' disgust. He knew very well that this old man must be a product that only recognizes money. As long as you hand over the money, everything is easy to say.

But Du Feng is not that person! Is it possible to take bribes if I get my job dress? It is really unreasonable that this old man can use his job to make money.

"What's wrong with the newcomer? What's wrong? What's wrong? I'll be unsatisfied if I don't send it to you! Tsk tsk! Don't urinate and take a photo, what's so great about a migrant worker?" the old man sarcastically.

Du Feng looked down at his clothes. The dirty clothes seemed to look like migrant workers!

"I said, Master, what's wrong with the migrant workers? What's wrong? What's wrong? Migrant workers can't collect work clothes?" Du Feng responded in his tone.

"Yeah! You're quite a bit of a temper!" The old man put down the newspaper and gently opened the window glass. His face had already changed color: "What's wrong with you? Two words! Poor!"

"It seems you are very rich!" Du Feng smiled instead of anger.

"You can't compare!" The old man hummed twice and waved his hand: "Let your leader come to me, so you can't get any work clothes yourself."

"Master, I was interested in it for a moment. I want to know how rich you are! When I saw you, you didn't look very rich. If you do this job and get this salary, if you are very rich, why are you still poor at this age?" Du Feng ignored his expulsion.

Today is the first day I came to work in the company. I didn’t expect that one after another was a bad thing. First, I took the bus hero to save Mei and was beaten up. Then Manager Li made him angry and even the warehouse manager wanted to expel him.

Du Feng believed that he had not offended any gods, and he could not figure out what was going on today.

The old man held up reading glasses and sneered: "Old man, I'm a son and a daughter. My son has opened a clothing company. He is the boss of the company. The company has a thousand employees. My daughter also works in his son's company and is the general manager of external sales. She is also beautiful. How about it? Are you pale in comparison with you?"

"This is not comparable at all! I am still young now, and I am not even married without children. You can compare your current age with my age?" Du Fengqiang replied with a smile.

"What can't be done? Then what do you think you are doing?" The old man knew that the boy was right, so he questioned Du Feng while being stubborn.

"The farmer! Facing the loess and facing the sky!" Du Feng replied immediately.

"Isn't that all? You and I have no choice but to have no choice, and you and my son are incomparable. What else do you have to say?" The old man was proud.

Du Feng was so amused and laughed. He thought he could easily apply for work clothes, but unexpectedly he met an old guy who was chaotic.

What you wear is a little shabby, but no matter what you do, you shouldn't be too slapped with people!

It’s so speechless to apply for work clothes!

"I have nothing to say, right? I'm speechless? Go and go! Don't hinder me from reading the newspaper!" The old man drove him away for the second time.

Du Feng clenched his fists, and he kept saying goodbye again and again. This old man was too bullying!

"What do you mean, rich people can come and get work clothes?" Du Feng really wanted to pull him out and ask.

"Ah! Do you think the work clothes are free? Get the money!" The old man opened the window and stretched out a hand: "Three hundred!"

Du Feng was stunned. Work clothes cost money? He has no experience in working in the company. I don’t know if the old man is extorting pocket money for himself or taking it seriously!

"I didn't bring it with me, but if this work clothes really cost money, I will send it to you." Du Feng suppressed his anger, and there was nowhere to release this nameless fire.

"If you don't have money, you are talking to me here for a long time? Are you sincerely looking for trouble, right?" The old man became angry when he heard this, and his fists slapped the table and made a crackling sound.

"I really don't want to alarm others. I respect you and hope you don't rely on your seniority! This is the first time I heard that a warehouse administrator wants money from others with wealth! Since you are rich and have a son who also runs a company, why don't you stay in your son's company?" Du Feng had no strategy to deal with. The easiest and most convenient way to deal with such a person in the past was to give him a fist.

"You are so strange! Why don't you say you are a rustic?" The old man snorted and waved his hand again: "Let's go! Stay away from the warehouse!"

Du Feng was so angry that he didn't have time to mutter to him here. He reached out and took out three hundred-dollar bills from his pocket and handed them to the window: "Do you dare to ask for the money I give you?"

"Tsk!" The old man reached out and snatched over: "What do I dare not ask for?"

"Very good! Give me what I want!" Du Feng held back his anger that was about to erupt and said in a trembling voice.

"Wait for Ang!" The old man stood up and left. After leaving the seat, he returned to the position in front of the window and pushed a plastic bag containing the bag out along the window.

Du Feng thought I wouldn't bother with him for the time being, and it would be too late to get involved, so it would be easy to get involved with him?

I have something important today, otherwise I will never give up!

Du Feng returned to the locker room without saying a word with his work clothes. When he put the work clothes on his body, he was immediately stunned.

It is called a work clothes, but it is actually a men's suit and the fabric is very good. All male workers in the sales office wear this work clothes. If they are decent, they will feel a little majestic after wearing them.

But Du Feng's outfit is very inappropriate. He is nearly 1.8 meters tall and is still loose when wearing this outfit, which shows how fat the clothes are!

Du Feng hurriedly returned to the warehouse, and through the window glass, he could see the old man still reading the newspaper.

He knocked on the window hard: "I said, are you cheating people? This clothes can be worn by anyone who is 1.9 meters tall!"

"Everyone who is 1.9 meters tall can wear it? Why can't you wear it anymore? Are you too young or thin?" the old man replied angrily.

"You change one for me! Now!" Du Feng fought back toughly.

"It's gone! That's all! Besides, I just take one of the things that comes to collect work clothes. You guys have many problems!" The old man rolled his eyes and was also very angry.

Du Feng was really overwhelmed: "It's really gone?"

"So what? So what if you don't? Let me tell you clearly! There are so many in it, but I just don't like to change it for you!" The old man said while sneering.

"Very good! The 300 yuan I gave you just now is your final salary. From now on, I promise you won't get any more money!" Du Feng clenched his fists, and even if he continued to entangle, he would inevitably be unable to control his attack on the old man. Before he was still awake, leaving was the king.

Looking at his gradually fading back, the old man laughed: "It seems like this kid can still control whether I can pay or not? It's so funny!"

He took out the three hundred dollars and bounced it in front of his eyes, feeling satisfied.

I haven't paid my salary for several months. What's wrong with using my position to make some money?

The locals are always so arrogant. In front of others, they seem to be superior. They naturally look down on migrant workers who sweat heavily under the scorching sun.

Du Feng wore this loose work clothes and came out of the elegant company with anger.

I swallowed my anger three times in a row. I really don’t know if I will continue to be unlucky today!

This fat black suit top was almost at the bend of his legs, and wearing this outfit was not even as dirty as his own!

But it is unreasonable to meet Manager Li without a professional outfit. It is a bit bigger, at least it represents a certain identity.

Pull out the work permit from your neck, then find the address Fan Hu helped find, and after leaving the company's gate, he walked to the opposite direction of the company's road.

The continuous depression made him upset, and he had no mind and thoughts, like what he should say after seeing Manager Li, and everything could only be adapted to the situation.
Chapter completed!