"So I didn't say I'm going to do it now." Yang Yi shrugged: "It depends on the situation. Maybe this old man will be used in the near future, or maybe he won't be able to use it in the future. As for this aunt, how about asking her to go to the warehouse? She can still understand the most basic entry and delivery record list."

"It's okay for you, it's you who sell favors anyway." Rogo didn't even say a word to say anything about this small personnel arrangement, and let Yang Yi deal with it.

"Then I'll arrange it to the warehouse." Yang nodded, and was about to call the company's personnel department, but the president's office called the first: "Hey, hey? Is it Mr. Yang? Some unexpected situations occurred in the Songjiang warehouse. The warehouse manager and some people in the transportation convoy seemed to have some conflicts with residents in the local urban villages. It is said that the police station's public security personnel have intervened and now a director needs to come forward to resolve the matter."

Something went wrong with the warehouse?

Yang Yi was stunned, and then agreed in a deep voice: "Well, I understand, where is the company's legal department? Does Mr. Xu know about this?"

The little secretary on the phone quickly responded: "Mr. Xu went on a business trip yesterday and went to Xiangsha and Yuelu Publishing to discuss the copyright issue of a writer. He can't contact him now. It may be because he is negotiating so that his phone is not turned on, so the public security side said he wanted a responsible leader to go there."

"Okay, I understand. You don't have to report to Mr. Luo. I'll be with him now, I will tell him." Hang up the phone, Yang Yi happened to meet Rogo's frown and questioning gaze, and shook his head and explained: "There is a problem in the warehouse, and it is said that the warehouse manager had some conflicts with the people in the local urban villages. Now even the police officers from the police station have rushed to resolve the dispute, and the service Mr. Xu happened to go on a business trip to Xiangsha. I can't contact you now."

While speaking, Yang Yi couldn't help but doubt. Such administrative affairs in the company are generally handed over to Rogo, but the president's office hit him. Most of the time it was Wei An who signaled the little secretary to handle this, and it seemed that he was unwilling to make things difficult for him, or he was worried that he would suspect that they would shelter relatives and that he did so.

So Viain's meaning is already very clear, and she doesn't have to look at her face. She can handle it as much as she should. Even if she is directly fired because of this matter, it doesn't matter.

This fat man married a virtuous man.

When Yang thought of this, he turned his head to observe Rogo's expression. Sure enough, after frowned and thought for a while, the fat man turned his face to look at him: "If you wait, just do whatever you should do. It was originally an exception to let my brother-in-law come in, which was already contrary to the company's procedures and regulations. Since those people are taken to you, you don't know how to cherish them. Then don't care whether you look good."

...

When we arrived at the warehouse, there was already a crowd of people. It seemed that the employees in the warehouse were being besieged. Of course, it was verbal. After all, there were five or six uniformed police officers who were maintaining order. The local people in the villages in the city were not going to be too rude.

The two stopped the car on the side of the road and went up to ask about the situation. They finally squeezed into the crowd. They found a woman with loose hair and shoes falling off. She sat in the middle of the crowd in a very embarrassed manner and cried loudly. Next to her was Wei Guoqiang, the top leader of the warehouse patrol team. In addition, the captain of the transportation convoy was also next to her, and the deputy manager of the warehousing department was also talking to the police.

Seeing the two of them squeezed in, the local villagers had not noticed them yet. Instead, the deputy manager and the convoy captain were the first to see them and hurriedly came over to greet them, "Dr. Luo, Mr. Yang, you are all here." The passionate expression on his face was unconcealed, and there was no gloating expression or a panic look that Yang Yi imagined.

The reason why these two people were gloating or panic was that the former was because they were both formal employees of Yangyi Culture and formally applied for the job through the human resources department. They were very disgusted with Wei Guoqiang and his younger brothers from the beginning and talked a lot behind their backs. However, nepotism cannot be avoided in China at all. Therefore, they are talking behind the scenes, but they are still cooperative at work.

As for the expression of dissatisfaction, it was obvious that the cause of this accident was not in the transportation and warehousing of the convoy. Otherwise, it would be impossible to be so calm and comfortable just because of the police being recruited now.

However, the indignant attitude surprised Yang Yi a little, because it seemed that it was caused by Wei Guoqiang's group. Why did these two guys who had been unhappy with each other suddenly share the same hatred for the enemy?

"Well, it's nothing. The police comrades are here, so let's do things according to the law. Don't worry." Rogo comforted his employees and went up to introduce himself: "Several police officers, I am the chairman of Yangyi Culture. I don't know what the situation is? Is there anything I need to cooperate with the investigation?"

Seeing Rogo coming forward to introduce himself, before the police could speak, someone next to him started to clamor: "Okay, you are the boss of a bad cultural company? I think you don't want to do cultural business, just be a gangster! When building a warehouse, you won't tell me that a large piece of land in Minzhuang Village was seized, and there were trucks coming in and out at any time, making a large area of ​​peace around you! Later, I often had car accidents. Look, today, your car hit someone, and the warehouse security guards wanted to hit someone! We ordinary people just ask you a question, is this a cultural business or a gangster doing the law? As long as you admit that it is a gangster doing the law, then okay, let's go to the Public Security Bureau to discuss with the court!"

After the man finished clamoring, a group of people behind him followed suit. The scene was very complicated and chaotic for a while, which almost made the police officers unable to control it.

When Rogo heard this, he couldn't help but want to refute that he did have a business strategy. After more than two years of training, he has become much more stable than when Yang Yi first met him. But in the eyes of the boy, he still doesn't have the experience of being a human being of two lives and does not know the horror and difficulty of this group. So Yang Yi pulled him, handed over a wink, and then turned to the police superintendent who led the team with a beard and glared: "Hello, police officer, Yang Yi is also a director of Yang Yi Culture. We rushed over immediately after we knew the matter, so we don't know what the cause is. Can you tell us?"

Seeing Yang Yi taking the initiative to introduce himself, and he had the same title and identity as the fat man next to him. The old policeman who led the team was slightly stunned, then turned around and ordered the colleague he brought him: "Let these people be quiet, otherwise they will be detained in public security!"

Then he turned to Yang Yi: "They are two directors of Yang Yi Culture, right? The thing is like this. According to the testimony of both parties, it is probably that when your car entered the warehouse, it accidentally scratched the motorcycle of a local resident, which caused a quarrel. There was not a big deal, that is, even a civil dispute is not enough. If you talk carefully, it would be almost enough to compensate others for some maintenance costs. As a result, the security guard of your warehouse came out to learn about the situation, not only did he not agree to the compensation, but also had the intention to take action, which aroused collective anger among the villagers. Of course, what the two of them said were somewhat different, but roughly this is the case, you two see..."

"What does it mean to have the intention to do it? Officer Li, don't be biased towards these black-hearted businessmen? If they weren't doing it, Xiao Lin would be pushed to the ground? If someone had any accidents in their bodies, I think this Yangyi culture would never be able to live well!" The old man who spoke up to encourage everyone retorted again. Judging from his appearance, he was obviously very familiar with the police officers in the police station responsible for this area of ​​public security, and was not afraid of the police who seemed very deterrent to ordinary people.

Yang Yi didn't feel any surprises about this situation. First, after the police were in a community for a long time, they always had to give some good colors to those familiar faces. It was impossible to do everything in full. Second, the level of civility of police in the law enforcement process of the Demon City police has always been at the forefront of all cities in the country. If they were changed to inland provinces, especially in some small and medium-sized cities, if they were not really intimate but dared to smuggle the police, they would almost be charged with an hindering official duties and were detained at the police station for ten days and half a month before talking about it.

The old policeman obviously had no good idea about this situation, but after all, he was still majestic as a member of the state's violent organs, especially after being so crowded and contradicted by someone, even an acquaintance would not be able to have a good face. He stared at the man in the lead with a cold face: "Comrade Huang Yuanqing, if you continue to interfere with our official duties, you will really have to exercise the regulations on public security management punishment on you. If you don't want to be taken to the police station as a guest, then don't talk now!"

Seeing the old policeman get angry, the old man from the village finally stopped talking. After snorting in disappointment, he looked around with his hands behind his back and cold eyes.

At this time, Wei Guoqiang next to him finally came over, his face was not very good-looking, but he did not look guilty or calm down after committing the incident: "Dr. Yang, Mr. Luo, I was indeed impulsive today, but I guarantee you here that no one in the security department took action. At best, I pushed and shoved. The woman's high heels wearing were taken down by their own people before she could get us."

Then, without waiting for the police to speak or giving the local residents of the urban villages a chance to refute, he continued to explain: "Actually, there is something I want to tell you about. People from Minzhuang Village often park motorcycles and bicycles, and even small carts from breakfast stalls that do business outside directly to the warehouse gate or on the entrance and exit passage. They stop during the day and at night. Sometimes, the weather is not good, and the masters of the transportation team will scratch their cars if they don't pay attention, and then they ask for compensation. This kind of thing is not once or twice, but very frequently. Every time the warehouse is reimbursed and recorded on daily expenses."

Yang nodded and waved his hand to stop him from continuing to say: "I know this, I decided to do this at the beginning."

As early as the book storage base was put into use, the transportation team occasionally sent back news that the local residents were not very good to Yangyi Culture's employees, and sometimes deliberately blocked the transportation on the road to hinder the entry and exit of the vehicles. However, at that time, Yang Yi considered calming the situation and saw many villagers in the urban village who were forcibly expropriated in his previous life. He had a little psychological sympathy, so he arranged the current regulations.
Chapter completed!