CEO, Where Are You Looking At!

The car is still driving on the road, and the two people sitting on the car are very worried.

The mobile phone ring suddenly rang. Ye Beichen took a look. The phone from Mo Qing was displayed on the screen, but he ignored it, didn't press it and refused to answer, so he directly threw the mobile phone aside.

George in the driver's seat looked at yebeichen in the rearview mirror. He didn't dare to say anything more and continued to drive seriously.

About four hours' drive, the car finally reached its destination. George got off the car first and opened the door for yebeichen, "Mr. night."

"Yes!" Back to God, ye Beichen put his mobile phone into his pocket, nodded and got off.

This is the place where mercenaries are organized. In the past, at least four people stood at the door, but today, there is no one. Yebeichen looks a little unhappy.

George watched his words and expressions, so he said carefully, "Mr. night, these people are inside. They know you will come today and are waiting for you."

A sneer crossed the corner of yebeichen's mouth. He looked down to see what ability these people had and dared to breach the contract.

Go in and have a look. The mercenaries are all idle. Some are sitting idly in a daze, some are playing poker, and others are guessing boxing. They don't find that yebeichen and George have come.

"Cough..." seeing that they ignored it, George coughed deliberately to attract everyone's attention, but they still ignored it.

Some people have seen yebeichen and George, but they deliberately ignore their existence.

Ye Beichen is not a person with a good temper. These people have to listen to him if they take his salary.

In front of everyone, yebeichen looked at them expressionless, "the wings are hard, aren't they? Want to go? Huh? "

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Everyone noticed that ye Beichen didn't dare to provoke him, so no one dared to respond.

Yebeichen continued: "or do you have a better place to go?"

"Night... Night... Mr. night, it's like this. My family is ill, so I have to resign and go home to take care of it, or I'm not at ease..." one of the mercenaries boldly stood up.

"And me, Mr. Ye, my wife is ill. I have to go back and take care of my wife."

"Your two families are sick. What about the others? Are you? " Ye Beichen glanced at the people present. It was obvious that they were all lying.

It may be true that one person finds a reason, but if so many people say the same reason, it is absolutely false.

"Sorry, Mr. Ye, someone hired us at a high salary and said to help us pay liquidated damages, so we..."

Finally, a man stood up and told the truth, but he didn't dare to say too much. He compared the people behind the scenes and didn't let them tell Ye Beichen the truth.

"Think I gave me less money?" Ye Beichen sneered, "you people don't even know the most basic elements of life. If you still earn more money, maybe there will be better development in the future. Are you going to change jobs again? Do you think that if you leave me, the person who is willing to pay you a high salary will reuse you? "

After listening to what ye Beichen said, George thought it was very reasonable and nodded, "yes, Mr. Ye was right, so you have to think clearly, otherwise you will be cheated at that time, and it will be too late for you to regret."

Some of the people present came to yebeichen's mercenary organization with George, but they did nothing. Unlike George, they had long been yebeichen's right-hand assistant.

They didn't listen to George at all. If they could become yebeichen's right-hand assistant, they wouldn't want to leave.

In fact, Beichen came to the mercenary organization tonight. He didn't want to keep them. Since people can't keep them, let's go. Anyway, it's useless to keep these people.

Beichen, who had been silent for a long time, said, "OK, go."

"Can you really go?"

"Does Mr. Ye really agree to let us leave?"

"Then let's go. Anyway, we're not as good as George and Zhou Dongyu. If we stay here, we'll only be useless people. Let's go."

"Alas, if only we could get Mr. Ye's reuse like George and Zhou Dongyu."

Mercenaries, you say what I say. In fact, they are reluctant to leave yebeichen's mercenary organization. After all, they have stayed here for many years and have feelings more or less.

However, they all hope that they can become useful people. They simply don't get attention here. It's better to change an organization, which may develop better.

"These are the money collected by several of our comrades in arms. Although I know that Mr. Ye is not short of money, we are in breach of contract. Our new boss will give us liquidated damages, but please accept these."

I saw a thick stack of red notes on the table. Yebeichen glanced at it disdainfully and roared, "roll..."

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, look sorry and say in one voice: "Mr. night, let's go. Take care of you and the mercenary organization!"

With that, everyone left with their luggage.

George doesn't understand why yebeichen let them go. Isn't it cheaper for them?

However, George did not dare to ask more. After all, he knew that yebeichen was unhappy now.

Seeing the mercenaries leave one by one, yebeichen is also worried. There are such big problems inside. If the enemy has an opportunity, it will be over.

"Go and see who else doesn't want to go."

Ye Beichen doesn't believe it. These mercenaries have followed him for so many years. It's impossible that everyone has no conscience.

"Yes, I'll go and have a look."

George nodded quickly and went down to the dormitory and training ground to see if anyone was still there.

Yebeichen walked around alone. There were many comrades in arms here, but in the twinkling of an eye, there was a feeling that the building was empty.

At this time, ye Beichen's cell phone rang again. It was mo Qing's call. In fact, he was very happy to see her call.

Because Mo Qing missed him, she would never call him.

However, now that ye Beichen has not finished handling the matter, he will not answer the phone for the time being. After everything here is arranged, he will report peace to Mo Qing.

The cell phone stopped ringing, and the text message rang. It was a text message from Mo Qing: "yebeichen, did you go by plane? But the phone didn't turn off. It's already on. Why don't you answer the phone? What happened to you? Is there something wrong with company D? If you see my message, please reply. Don't worry me. "