Ji Bu didn't even look at Liangkun, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Since you are itchy and want to be punished, if there is a next time, I will definitely beat you so hard that even your mother won't recognize you."
"you"
Liangkun didn't expect Ji Bu to be so direct, and he was so angry that he wanted to curse again, but was scolded severely by Lin Kun.
Ji Bu snorted coldly, shook his hands and pulled away the stool, sat down with a golden sword, rolled his eyes and cursed: "Shit devil!"
Now that everyone has fallen out, Ji Bu will not hide it.
"okay!"
Lin Kun scolded him again and pressed his hand to signal them all to sit down: "What is in the past is in the past."
"Let's put the matter of the Eight-faced Buddha aside for now."
He paused slightly and his eyes fell on Ji Bu: "Abu, I heard that you were raided three streets by the police last night?"
Three days ago.
Ji Bu approached Miao Zhihua, and Miao Zhihua quickly followed Ji Bu's wishes and arranged for a policeman to come over and clean up.
"Street boy."
Liangkun looked at the joke and sneered.
"Yeah?"
Ji Bu's expression was stunned, and his brows knitted together: "When will the police sweep my street?"
Lin Kun frowned: "You don't know?"
"I really don't know."
Ji Bu spread his hands and shrugged innocently: "I've been busy with the accounting company these days."
Speaking of which.
He turned to look at Liangkun who was watching the show next to him: "Liangkun, what the hell did you do? Three streets were raided by the police?!"
"Hem home shovel!"
When Liangkun heard the anger, he immediately got angry: "Brother Kun has assigned these three streets to you, so it's your damn business."
"If something happens now, you come to me? Are you so fucking smart?!"
"ah"
Ji Bu pinched his brows when he heard this: "The Yan family shovel, there are so many things going on in the past two days that I have forgotten. These three streets have been taken care of by me."
Said.
He turned to look at Lin Kun: "Brother Kun, I'm sorry, no one from the person in charge of these three streets came to see me. I thought Liang Kun was reluctant to hand over the hand and was holding the person in his hand. It happened to be that he had many things to do.
I didn’t have time to take care of it.”
The end.
He added in a nonchalant manner: "As you know, the people in charge of these three streets all hang out with Liangkun, and their relationship is so good that they only recognize him as the boss."
"I've tried it twice, but I haven't seen any results."
"Snapped."
Lin Kun slapped his hand on the table and stared at Liangkun: "I asked you to give up these three streets, but you didn't notify the horses on these three streets?"
"I'm not"
Liangkun opened his mouth, and the expression on his face was twisted together, which was called a grievance: "Fuck me"
He looked at Ji Bu thoughtfully and gritted his teeth.
I didn't expect that Ji Bu would bite him in the face.
"okay."
Lin Kun looked at Liangkun's expression and said no more: "Abu, if I give you one day, can your team be organized?!"
"certainly!"
Ji Bu patted his chest and stood up: "At this time tomorrow, boss, you can come over and inspect at any time to make sure everything is in order."
"Go ahead."
Lin Kun waved his hand, indicating that he could leave: "Besides, I have to keep an eye on this person, Mian Cha, so that nothing can go wrong."
"yes"
Everyone responded.
Before going out.
Liang Kun and Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui bumped into each other. They looked at each other, exchanged glances, and left one after the other.
Ji Bu left the office and first called Wu Ying and Hua Zai, who were working outside, and asked them to notify the person in charge of the place to gather Yuanyang.
so far.
Ji Bu had four commercial streets in his hands, as well as Yuanyang's accounts, plus those Guilixiong businesses that he had collected a while ago, and the battle line was very long.
There are many places and people, so management is not that simple.
It was originally a place for a few talkers, but now it was all in Ji Bu's hands. It was inevitable that some people would be dissatisfied.
There is no apparent resistance on the surface, but there are many people fighting behind the scenes. So far, the management effect is far from what Ji Bu expected.
During this time.
Hua Zai, Wu Ying and Aji were so busy that they were exhausted. Aji is a silent player and is not suitable for this kind of situation.
Coupled with those who compete secretly, it is inevitable that the efficiency will be somewhat low.
Especially the three streets that Jingkun has newly assigned to Jibu. They used to belong to Jingkun, but now they are assigned to Jibu. You will definitely be dissatisfied.
Ji Bu didn't blame them either.
This is why Ji Bu asked Miao Zhihua to clean up his place, just to take advantage of this opportunity to gather everyone together.
Centralized management, simple and crude!
One size fits all.
One p.m.
People began to gather in the Ocean Accounting Hall one after another.
door.
Xiaomei at the front desk followed Ji Bu's instructions and printed out a list, and those who arrived began to sign in.
In addition, people were specially arranged to free up a conference room, and more and more people were sitting around the long and narrow conference table.
Half past one.
"time up."
Ji Bu tugged at the collar of his suit and raised his hand to look at his watch: "Have everyone who should be there already arrived?"
He raised his hand and pressed it, and the conference room immediately became quiet: "The purpose of calling everyone here today is very simple."
"Because some people were disobedient, everyone came here. Of course, I didn't specify the rules before, so I don't blame everyone."
"But starting from today, everyone must follow the rules in everything they say and do. Without rules, there would be no success."
As Ji Bu finished speaking, the people below began to whisper among themselves.
At this moment.
The door of the conference room was pushed open again.
Two middle-aged men walked in one after the other.
These two people were originally the ones under Guilixiong to talk things over. After Guilixiong fell, they fell under Jibu's control.
"Sorry, sorry."
The leader is a middle-aged man named Afa. He is a tall and thin man with a short hair and a big gold chain. He has a smile on his face:
"Boss Ji, we are late, we are late."
"Traffic jam, traffic jam."
The words he spoke sounded apologetic, but his tone was not apologetic at all.
"Fight on the street!"
Wuying took a step forward and pointed at Ah Fa: "I told you to arrive at 1:30, but you will be a few minutes late."
"Eh"
Ji Buyi stretched out his hand to signal Wuying to stop talking.
"Boss."
Wuying leaned close to Ji Bu's ear and whispered: "This guy is very dishonest when he rushes to the street."
After Ji Bu accepted Guilixiong's place, he didn't make any big moves, and he didn't even go to the place, so Afa gradually didn't take Ji Bu seriously.
Who would want to be managed by a no-show Newstalker and have to report to him every month?
"There's nothing we can do."
Afa glanced at the many talkers sitting in the conference room, spread his hands, and returned as he should:
"There's a traffic jam on the road, and there's nothing we can do about it."
"Traffic jam?"
Ji Bu took out a cigarette. Wuying immediately lit a lighter and came over to help him light the cigarette: "What car are you in?"
"What car?"
Afa glanced at Ji Bu suspiciously: "Mazhida."
"Ma Zhida?"
Ji Bu chuckled, glanced at the whisperers sitting around him, and said in a disdainful tone:
"We all ride in Benz and Rolls Royce. You ride in Mazda. No wonder you are stuck in traffic."
There was a pause.
He added again: "You are so fast, you are not qualified to participate in this meeting."