Chapter 43: Tracking Plan (7)

"Good morning, Boss."

At this moment, everyone in the conference hall stood up in unison and spoke.

Only Zhang Heng remained seated in his original spot. He looked around and saw that everyone else had stood up together. Realizing this, he immediately jumped to his feet...

"Hello everyone, please take a seat."

The boss walked up to the podium in the front of the conference hall and said to the crowd.

Hearing the boss say this, everyone sat back down. Seeing this, Zhang Heng sat down along with the rest, keeping his eyes fixed on the boss at the podium ahead...

The boss then looked toward the front row at a man wearing construction work clothes and a red hard hat, asking:

"Is your construction crew's sales team all here?"

The man looked at the boss and replied:

"Reporting to the boss, our team is fully present."

After that, the boss took a couple of steps to the side, approaching a middle-aged uncle wearing a security guard uniform, and asked him, looking straight into his eyes:

"Is your security sales team all here?"

At this, the middle-aged security guard stood up trembling, terror written all over his face.

"Speak up, are they all here?"

The boss demanded angrily, glaring at the middle-aged man in the security uniform.

"Reporting to the boss, two of our comrades from the security team were reported to the authorities while pushing drugs at a shopping center, and they were arrested on the spot. So... we are not all here," the uncle said tremblingly.

*Slap!*

The boss delivered a hard slap right across the middle-aged uncle's face. The uncle had no choice but to cover his cheek with his hand, but the boss immediately followed up with another fierce slap to his other cheek...

"Boss, Boss, please, just let me go! I swear I won't report you to the police after I leave!"

Seeing that the boss was about to strike him yet again, the uncle hastily covered his face with both hands...

The boss, consumed by rage, looked around the room and spotted a case of bottled water by the doorway. He strode over to the entrance, picked up the entire case of bottled water, and brought it back in front of the security uncle. Terrified by the sight, the uncle pleaded in a sorrowful and pathetic tone:

"Boss, I was wrong! I was wrong! I'm not leaving anymore!"

Without a shred of mercy, the boss hurled the heavy case of bottled water directly at the uncle's body...

*Crash!*

The thunderous impact echoed through the entire hall, and the case of water burst apart, sending the bottles scattering in all directions across the floor...

***

Everyone present was startled by the scene.

Zhang Heng, witnessing this firsthand, felt a deep sense of disbelief.

"Clean up that water and put it back by the door," the boss glared at the middle-aged uncle with a vicious look and said.

"Yes," the uncle replied, then bent down to start picking up the scattered water on the floor...

Leaving the security uncle behind, the boss walked forward toward a nearby chef wearing chef's whites...

Before the boss could even open his mouth, the chef stood up instantly and reported:

"Reporting to the boss, with the exception of one person who is absent, the chef sales team is fully present. Furthermore, our team has successfully gotten three clients hooked on drugs, and we've left our contact business cards with all three of them."

"Good, very good."

"Hold on a second," the boss said, patting the chef on the shoulder before turning around and heading toward the door...

As the boss stepped out of the conference hall...

Zhang Heng panicked inwardly, unable to help himself from wondering: "What on earth is the boss going out to do?"

He had no idea, but sitting quietly seemed to be the wisest course of action.

Less than two minutes later, the boss walked back in carrying a box...

He carried it over and placed it on the table.

Then, he pulled out a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills from inside the box and walked toward the chef...

When the boss approached, the chef was trembling with fear...

"Hahaha!"

The boss let out a laugh, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"Come on, don't be scared. Stick out your hands."

Seeing this, the chef cautiously extended his hands out in front of the boss.

When the boss placed the stack of hundred-dollar bills right beside the chef's hands, the chef got so scared that he instantly yanked his hands back.

The boss chuckled again and told him:

"Take it."

***

"I'm ordering you to take it."

"Chef, you've done a great job. This money is what you deserve."

"Boss, I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare," the chef replied in panic.

"Take it quickly, or the boss is going to get angry."

Hearing the boss put it that way, the chef finally reached out and grasped the stack of hundred-dollar bills.

"Right? That's how it should be," the boss said, patting him on the shoulder once more.

The boss then turned and walked further down to where a landscaping worker in green overalls was sitting. Much like the chef earlier, this landscaping worker didn't wait for the boss to reach him; he proactively stood up and made his report directly:

"Reporting to the boss, the landscaping team is fully present. We have pushed and successfully gotten one client hooked on our drugs, and we also left our business card with that client."

"Good, very good."

The boss turned around and walked back to the box of cash on the podium. He pulled out another stack of hundred-dollar bills, extracted a few notes from the stack and put them back into the box, and then walked over to the landscaping worker with the adjusted stack...

Seeing the money, the landscaping worker instinctively reached out his hand to take it—a movement that instantly caused the boss's face to twist in anger. Quick-witted, the landscaping worker scrambled to salvage the situation:

"I'm sorry, Boss, I was wrong. I just realized I made a huge mistake—I shouldn't have reached out my hand to ask for the money."

"Hahaha!"

The boss burst into laughter, gently tapped the landscaping worker's face a few times with the stack of bills, and said:

"This is what you've earned, what mistake could there possibly be?"

"Take it."

"Thank you, Boss! Our team guarantees we'll push to get even more clients tomorrow!" the landscaping worker shouted happily after taking the money from the boss's hand.

At that moment, the boss walked up to an elderly man dressed in a janitor's uniform. Seeing the boss approach, the old man rose to his feet with trembling legs.

The moment the boss saw this display, the cheerful smile he wore just moments ago vanished, replaced instantly by a dark, furious roar.

"Reporting to the boss, everyone on the cleaning team was caught by the police while pushing drugs in the park! Boss, we'd better run away right now! My two partners are cowards; they'll definitely rat us out to the cops. If we wait, we won't even have a chance to run!"

Furious, the boss began stomping his feet right there on the spot, while the old janitor...