MTL - The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce-Chapter 441 Occupation does not distinguish between high and low

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  Chapter 441 Occupation does not distinguish between high and low

   "Occupation does not distinguish between high and low, second brother, you will support me, right?" Xie Zigui looked at him earnestly, as if it was not a place of dire straits, but her dream.

   Xie Yiting pursed his lips and clenched his fingers into fists.

  Disappointed?

   Definitely disappointed.

  The company he founded is not as attractive as the cleaners of Wen Yan's company.

   "Are you really only looking for a job?" Xie Yiting couldn't accept this result, and looked at her fixedly.

  He didn't dare to answer, for fear that Xie Zigui would regret it later.

  He doesn't discriminate against the cleaner, he just doesn't think she's suitable for the job.

  She has never experienced hardships since she was a child, so she can suffer hardships if she changes to another company? Putting her under his nose can help him, but out of sight, she is being bullied, and he can't control her.

  I thought that Xie Zigui would firmly choose to go to his company, but I didn't expect that she would choose to go to Wen Yanna.

   "Yes, second brother, I only want a job, a job that treats me equally. As for what this job is for, I don't mind."

  Xie Zigui said something against his will, and the calculation in his heart was loud.

  She thought Wen Yan would refuse, but unexpectedly arranged a job for her.

  Even if it was a cleaner, she recognized it.

  That is the "W" organization. If she gets in, at least she will save face in front of her friends and classmates.

  She can say that she is a member of "W", but as for what to do inside, that is not up to her.

  After she figured it out, she even began to look forward to this job.

   Xie Yiting saw that she really didn't mind being a cleaner, so he didn't persuade her any more. He talked to Wen Yan about the entry time, and then went back disappointed.

  Wen Yan was a little surprised when he saw Xie Yiting's message of Xie Zigui's agreement.

  The cleaner was just something she said casually. She originally thought that Xie Zigui would not agree, but it seemed that she still underestimated Xie Zigui.

   "Fourth sister, do you really want that girl to work in your company?" Xie Yinye rolled his eyes when he knew this.

   No wonder Xie Yiting wanted to avoid them, because he wanted to ask for a job for Xie Zigui.

  This Xie Yiting took some kind of ecstasy drug, his face became so big.

   "The cleaners in your place don't have any privileges, do they?" Xie Yinye added coldly, "Don't give Xie Zigui any preferential treatment."

   The people in "W", even if they are cleaners, are probably not ordinary cleaners.

   It is estimated that Xie Zigui also thinks so, otherwise, with Xie Zigui's character, he would not agree to this job.

   "A cleaner is a cleaner and has no privileges." Wen Yan said calmly, thoughtfully.

  In fact, in the organization, even the “W” cleaners have generous benefits and enjoy the company’s dividends.

   But Xie Zigui is different.

  She couldn't let Xie Zigui get in touch with the people in "W".

  Wen Yan replied to Xie Yiting's words on his mobile phone, and his mind has long been flexible.

  …

   Not far from the "W" organization branch, Su Mumu came out of the corridor wearing sunglasses.

   Just a few steps away, he was grabbed by several bodyguards.

   "What do you want to do?"

  Su Mumu was vigilant and began to struggle.

  Su Caiyuan walked over with a sullen face.

   "Dad..." Su Mumu frowned, "What do you want to do?"

   "Your sister had an accident, and she said that someone wanted her life. If the person who killed her is not dealt with this week, she may not survive next week." Su Caiyuan's tone was extremely calm, but there was a big wave in his heart.

  He tried his best to use his relationship to prolong the court session and let his friends in the prison take care of her, but Su Qianqian sent him bad news.

  In the past, Su Qianqian would only say that she was afraid and asked him to bring something over, but she rarely delivered such harsh words.

   Want her life, who would want her life?

   can only be warm words.

   "What does it matter to me that she won't survive next week?" Su Mumu laughed angrily, "She has done so many evil things, even if she dies today, I won't..."

   With a "snap", Su Caiyuan slapped her face, interrupting her.

  A red palm print suddenly appeared on Su Mumu's face.

   "That's your sister!" Su Caiyuan trembled with anger.

  In the past, he thought that Su Mumu was more sensible, well-behaved, and smarter than Su Qianqian. After Su Qianqian went to prison, he also focused on Su Mumu.

  However, this daughter is more difficult to control than Su Qianqian. She is obviously doing well, but she refuses to give the company a hand.

  Especially after seeing Su Qianqian's distress message, he found someone to squat for several days, and finally squatted down to Su Mumu.

   "Take her to Li's house."

  Wen Yan has been living in Li's house recently.

   "Let go of me, Su Caiyuan, I'm not going anywhere, don't expect me to intercede with that bitch, let me go!"

  Su Mumu refused to listen to their mercy no matter how hard she struggled.

  Su Caiyuan's face darkened, and he gave the bodyguard a look. The bodyguard could only cover Su Mumu's mouth with his hand, and dragged her into the car.

  In Li's villa, Wen Yan just packed up and was about to go out, but was stopped by a black car at the door.

  The car door opened, and Su Mumu was dragged out by the bodyguards.

  Seeing Su Mumu's miserable state, Wen Yan's brows tightened and his heart skipped a beat.

   "Let her go!"

  Wen Yan scolded angrily, and soon, the security guards of the Li family who were standing next to him also surrounded him.

  Miss Wen is the person that the Li family puts on the top of their hearts. They are well-trained and they hear Wen Yan's voice, and their professionalism makes them surround him to protect Wen Yan.

  Su Caiyuan got out of the car and looked at Wen Yan sullenly: "Little girl, your methods are more powerful than I imagined."

   "Su Caiyuan, let her go."

  The moment he saw Su Caiyuan, Wen Yan immediately knew what Su Caiyuan was coming from.

  Su Mumu is his daughter, I didn't expect Su Caiyuan to be so cruel.

   "Sister Yanyan, he tied me up and threatened you after receiving Su Qianqian's distress message, so please leave me alone!"

  Su Mumu was afraid that Wen Yan would be threatened, so he used all his strength to pull down the bodyguard's hand covering his mouth, shouting heartbreakingly.

  Wen Yan was startled, his fingers shrank slightly, and his eyes looking at Su Caiyuan were as calm as water.

  Su Qianqian's distress message?

   Isn't Su Qianqian in prison? Why do you ask for help?

  She thought about whether to deal with Su Qianqian by harsh means, but in the end she chose to use the law to punish her.

  She is the administrator of "W", and she must lead by example and not abuse authority.

  She hates Su Qianqian, but there is no need to risk and bury the whole "W" people.

  A Su Qianqian is not worth her use of certain means.

  She hasn't dealt with Su Qianqian all this time, just waiting for the day of the trial.

   Logically, the prison should be the safest place for Su Qianqian.

   "Miss Wen, I know you won't forgive her for what Qianqian did, but we should use the law to verify it, and we shouldn't use some means in private." Su Caiyuan narrowed his eyes and warned in a deep voice, "You bribed someone to bully her, and you want to lynch?"

  He can find some connections to take care of Su Qianqian, but he can't buy every prisoner inside.

  The people inside seemed to have made an appointment, and they blatantly isolated Su Qianqian, even almost killing her.

  At first, he thought this daughter was just being coquettish or exaggerating, but the last time he went to see Su Qianqian, he found that she was terribly thin, with old and new injuries intermingled on her body, which looked shocking.

  The fear in Qianqian's eyes was like a scourge in the prison.

   "Dad, please, please help me, someone is going to kill me."

  Su Qianqian kept saying these words when she saw him.

  He asked the person in charge of the prison, but only heard that she had a disagreement with the people in the prison.

  Although isolation and fights among prisoners are inevitable, Qianqian said that someone deliberately targeted her.

  The only person he could think of targeting his daughter was Wen Yan.

   "I don't know what you're talking about." Wen Yan was extremely calm, even if he had doubts in his heart, he didn't show it.

   "I hate Su Qianqian, I wish she could die immediately, but I still have reason, I'm just an ordinary person, I can't do such extraordinary things."

   "Ordinary people." Su Caiyuan smiled darkly, "You are from 'W', how are you ordinary? I advise you to stop early. If something happens to Qianqian, I will drag you to be buried with her."

   "Buried with you?" A cold voice cut in.

  Gu Jinmo was riding a motorcycle and was about to come to pick up Wen Yan when he heard this threatening sentence.

  He took off his helmet and stuck it between his arms and waist, his padded jacket was half open, elegant and unruly.

  Gu Jinmo's dark eyes were as dark as ink, and his thin lips were pulled lightly, his voice was as cold as ice skates:

   "Who do you want to be buried with?"

  He stood there with a tall and straight figure, neither humble nor overbearing, cold and dignified, and people couldn't take their eyes off him.

   Facing Gu Jinmo's deep pupils, Su Caiyuan trembled.

  A chill ran through his body from the tip of his toes.

  He has seen everyone in the business world, even Xie Huaiyuan, has never given him such a sense of oppression.

  But this man who is less than 30 years old is like a demon from hell. Every time he confronts him, it always scares him.

  (end of this chapter)

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