Recast youth

Chapter 305

Not far from HSBC Plaza is the "Jin Yu Tang" hotel.

Normally, the company's employees eat fast food at a fast food restaurant on the first floor, which is behind the HSBC Plaza. Ye Feng did not let them eat fast food at noon, but took all the employees to the Jin Yutang Restaurant for dinner.

A total of two private rooms were booked.

There is a private room for senior management and a private room for other employees.

The meal cost Ye Feng less than [-] yuan. Ye Feng did not go back after the meal. He went back downstairs to the company and drove to the sports hall. The sports hall was about to open, and a lot of preliminary work needed to be prepared.

Due to the supervision of the Sports Bureau and Chen Mengjie's own passion for basketball, the basketball club under the name of Lanshan Club was finally registered, but at Ye Feng's request, there was one detail.

That is, the basketball club is an independent subsidiary. The sports hall can transfer funds to operate, or it does not need to transfer funds. It is just for fun.

Ye Feng doesn't want his sports hall to become a cash machine for the basketball club.

After all, Ye Feng has some experience in this area as a man of two generations. He has also seen many parent companies dragged to death by their subsidiaries, mainly due to financial accountability, from downstream to upstream.

Now Ye Feng's approach is to cut across the board to avoid future hidden dangers.

When we arrived at the door of the sports hall, there were already a dozen staff members who came to apply for jobs. Chen Mengjie stood aside, Feng Zheng squatted bored, and Feng Sande was testing the dozen or so people who came to apply for jobs.

Ye Feng went over and asked and found out that these people were applying for security guards. Then he stood aside and watched Feng Sande train them without interfering, which was the same as w5173's purpose.

Ye Feng will not interfere too much in the operation of "Lanshan Sports Hall". Chen Mengjie and Feng Sande decide everything by themselves. The effect he wants is that every time he comes to the sports hall, he comes as a guest, and Not as a boss.

Feng Sande is very addicted to commanding people.

He was particularly excited, and he didn't know if it was to make up for the regret that he was not tolerated by the army because of his ugly appearance. For the first time, his stooped waist was straightened, and his middle-parted hairstyle was neatly arranged.

"stand at attention!"

"Take a break!"

"Look forward!"

"Look to the left!"

Feng Sande raised his voice, which was high-pitched and thin.

Although Chen Mengjie had never been a soldier, he had also participated in military training. Seeing Feng Sande like this, his face tensed up and he couldn't help but want to laugh. Ye Feng was not much better.

Chen Mengjie suppressed a smile and asked: "Boss, do you think Lao Feng looks like a traitor in the Anti-Japanese War movie? He shouted at the puppet soldiers at the top of his lungs. That would be like a split-shot."

"Be serious, look how serious Old Feng is."

Ye Feng laughed and said something to Chen Mengjie. Although Feng Sande acted as an instructor a bit funny, he was very serious after all. Although his own image could not be changed, as long as he was serious about his work, he should not laugh at others.

It's funny though.

Ye Feng added silently in his heart.

Feng Sande was indeed very serious. Standing in front of a dozen applicants who were a head taller than him, he happily played the game of turning left and right. The group of applicants looked at Feng Sande very unhappy.

If they hadn't seen that the quality of this sports hall was particularly high, people would have left long ago.

Ye Feng saw all the emotions of these dozen people. It seemed that if Feng Sande continued to practice like this, he might be dragged aside and beaten up.

The key point is that Feng Sande's appearance is so mean. It can easily give people the impression of using chicken feathers as a dart. To be honest, if Ye Feng was in this team in his previous life, he would have left long ago. He can't stand this anger.It really doesn't matter if you stick your butt out, and slap your butt while provoking others, come and beat me, come and beat me.

Ye Feng glanced at Feng Zheng not far away. Feng Zheng was sitting there as if nothing had happened.

Sure enough, just when Feng Sande shouted to stand at attention again, a young man in his early twenties, nearly 1.8 meters tall, wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt became impatient and cursed at Feng Sande.

"Aren't you finished? You've been shouting to the left and to the right. I'll cooperate with you. I'll let you shout the slogan twice and have fun."

The young man frowned and looked at Feng Sande with an unhappy look on his face: "When you fucking yelled at me, I thought I had joined the puppet army, and I felt uncomfortable all over."

As soon as the young man spoke, there was a lot of laughter in the team.

Mainly, the image of Feng Sande is a bit similar to the puppet army leader in the Anti-Japanese War film and television drama.

Feng Sande was not angry either. Instead of feeling ashamed but proud, he fiddled with the middle part of his head. He looked at the young man who jumped out and laughed. It was not vulgar or sunny, but the kind of smile that seemed to be in the deep palace. The courtyard has been working for decades and is nine thousand years old, without seeing the sun all day long.

Yin flourishes and Yang declines.

A smile that makes people feel chilly in their hearts.

"Do you think calling me like a traitor and then letting other people laugh with you makes you look more individual and humorous?"

Feng Sande's transformation was unexpected by everyone. Seeing Feng Sande's smile, everyone else felt shuddering and couldn't laugh anymore. The young man who spoke earlier also felt that his momentum was suddenly taken away.

The next moment, he felt that he had lost face. He glared at Feng Sande angrily and said disdainfully: "Did I say something wrong? Don't look at your appearance. How old are you? You still have a middle-parted hair. Could it be you?" Dad is also a traitor, let me leave you with the glorious tradition, are you the only one worthy of commanding us to stand in a military posture?"

Feng Sande was still not annoyed and didn't care. He waved his hand like a fly and turned his back and said, "Let's go. What we want here are security guards, not people with humor and personality."

The young people were even more annoyed. One was irritated by Feng Sande's indifferent attitude.

The other reason is that he feels that even though he has scolded Feng Sande so much, he doesn't dare to talk back, which means that he is similar to his image, a neutered castrate.

This is how conflicts arise between people.

You become stronger and I become weaker.

If you are weak, I will be strong.

The young man glared at Feng Sande: "Fuck you, you told me to leave, and I left. Who do you think you are? Why don't I leave?"

"Don't go?"

Feng Sande was overjoyed and turned around: "Are you serious that you won't leave?"

The young man was confused by Feng Sande's transformation, and then heard Feng Sande looking at him like a strange baby.

"You're just talking about your grandma. Third Master, I was just pretending to be more generous. I wanted to show that an adult is not as generous as a villain. I was really afraid that you would actually turn around and leave just now."

"Then, damn third master, I've suffered such a big loss. I won't be able to sleep when I go home at night. Third master, I'm such a mean person. How can I have such a big tolerance?"

Feng Sande's smile wrinkled, and he raised his voice towards Feng Zheng, who was watching coldly not far away, and shouted coldly: "You bitch, you third master is being scolded, what are you using your eyes for?"

So Feng Zheng stood up.

(End of this chapter)