Chapter 439 How Did They Perform?

The veins on his arms were bulging, and his face was tense. The tray filled with more than a dozen bags of flour trembled, and it was suspended in the air for only a few seconds before falling down with a bang.

"Hu——"

"Try harder!!"

"1! 2! 3"

Liao Cheng paused, and someone's arm was holding the tray.

Strong with thick muscles, "3!! Up!"

In an instant, the flour piled up high went straight into the sky. Liao Cheng couldn't feel his own strength. He turned his head and saw only friendly smiling faces. A red-haired sparrow brother gave him a thumbs up.

"Smart boy!"

Soon, a whole tray of flour was placed on the wall.

The winding passage was accompanied by bags of flour, and there was help from people.

This difficult task took only two hours.

Late at night.

The whole class gathered together for a small meeting. The feeling of the first day on the job was unexpectedly good.

Except for the occasional old employees who took advantage of their seniority, most people were friendly and taught seriously.

The English teacher who faced this evaluation was also relieved.

"That's good!"

The next day came with a brilliant smile.

The warehouse supervisor's face was obviously darker, and even full of resentment. Yesterday, a crazy woman caught him and scolded him for an hour! She actually scolded me. No one likes to be damned! !

"Have you completed the task assigned to you yesterday? Damn it, you must have..."

Before he finished, two people raised their hands and pointed at the upper shelves.

The warehouse supervisor subconsciously looked over and saw only the empty upper floors.

He screamed subconsciously.

"Damn thief--"

Before he finished, two straight arms pointed at the wall in a standard arc.

The supervisor was stunned and turned his head, his mouth widened.

I saw the neat and towering flour by the wall.

"Oh! Wow!!"

"Hahaha--" Sun Jian laughed wildly, and Liao Cheng next to him was relatively polite and pinched two fingers together.

"Supervisor, we have completed the little thing you arranged."

A piece of cake!

"..." The warehouse supervisor's face turned red and blue visibly, and finally.

"Ha, ha."

"Don't think you've done so well!!" He scolded loudly, "Do you think you can do it next time?!"

"Try it."

Liao Cheng smiled brightly, "I think my knowledge is more than enough to deal with you."

"Ha! Do you believe I will fire you!"

"Then try it, tell Thomas that my employee completed a task excellently, but I want to fire him."

Liao Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the dark face opposite, "Thomas will think it's you or me who are useless."

"Huh——" The warehouse supervisor took a deep breath, glared at him, and then turned around and strode away, leaving only the faint laughter of the old employees who were watching the excitement at the scene.

"Hahaha, I've never seen Jeremy so angry!"

"I feel like I could even eat two pizzas at noon."

"What a pity, I should have taken a picture of it so I can savor it later."

After the other party completely stepped out of the door, the voice of the old employee could no longer be suppressed, and the red-haired sparrow brother immediately gave the two a hug.

"So cool!"

"You have no idea, this will be my biggest fun this month."

Liao Chengsun Jian broke into the camp of warehouse employees at a very fast speed, and as the Chinese interns in various departments gradually got used to the rhythm.

"How are they doing?"

Thomas sat in the office, and the logistics manager bowed his head: "Many people accepted them."

The pen that was writing paused, and Thomas had a blank expression on his face, "Tell everyone that these Chinese will only stay for two months, and there is no need to establish extra relationships."

"Yes."

The logistics manager stepped back, leaving only Thomas to crumple the paper into a ball and throw it in the trash can.

These bugs are really annoying.

At the same time, a familiar figure knocked on an office.

"Thomas, seems to be very dissatisfied with the new group of people."

"Dissatisfied? Then I'm so happy."

The red-haired man against the light smiled.

"He has occupied too many things."

I can't wait to see the fox's legs bitten off.

A gust of wind blew, and the curtains were blown out of the window. The soaring white doves held a French fry in their beaks.

...

A few days later.

Some perceptive students noticed the changes first. The usually kind and friendly colleagues now tried their best to avoid their conversations.

"Carter, did I offend you?"

The blonde woman was obviously a little flustered. She turned her head: "No, I may have my period recently and I'm a little irritable."

"Really? I also want to treat you to hot pot!"

Hot pot?

The tempted Carter's face was tangled. She heard countless Chinese delicacies from the mouth of this new Chinese friend she made.

You know, for people who put 2/3 of their salary into their mouths, this is an irresistible topic.

"Carter, is your period really here? Then I can't."

"...Oh, it's actually the last day. It's okay." Carter's face flushed, "Is it the Chongqing hotpot you mentioned?"

"Of course!"

As the two heads approached and chattered, the people not far away narrowed their eyes.

Decisively reported to Thomas.

And facing the first bird, Thomas's policy is very simple.

That afternoon, Carter came to the office nervously and saw only a smiling man.

"Carter, I remember when you first came, you said you had no place to live, your ex-boyfriend abandoned you, and you came to California to welcome a new life."

Thomas' tone was long and careless.

"I gave you this opportunity."

"Thomas! I didn't do anything wrong!" Carter's eyes were red with anxiety, "Every day I would put the goods on the shelves, I would wipe the red wine, and I would help the fallen children up."

"Yes, you did a lot, Carter" Thomas stood up with some doubts.

"You know how to make people happy, don't you? But why do you want to be a traitor?"

"No! I didn't do anything."

"But you were arm in arm with a Chinese, and he even invited you to eat hot pot? It sounds really delicious, and then you took the bait."

Carter's lips moved slightly, "Thomas, I don't know why you hate him? They are very good, aren't they?"

"That's the difference between you and me." Thomas smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "Why can you only be a poor tally clerk. And I, sitting here, just need to talk."

"You are fired, Carter."

"You will no longer be welcome in the dormitory here. I hope you can find a place to stay as soon as possible, instead of lying on the street and becoming a homeless person."

The smiling face, if you ignore him, everyone can't believe that Thomas, who pretends to be very good, is cruel and terrible. How can this person who has climbed from poor to his current status allow anyone to threaten his status.

Carter, who was driven out of the office, couldn't believe that he was like this.

He was fired by this supermarket.