I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Director Fang Ren, who got the news early, was already waiting for him here.

Facing the director's questioning eyes, he nodded, and then put the box that the boss had pried open on the table.

As the director, Fang Ren had to cooperate with this operation due to the connections of the Jiang family, but he had to ensure that the things he snatched back would not go wrong. Things poke out.

The commander was Fang Ren's confidant, and the two looked at each other, feeling a little nervous.

Fang Ren took a deep breath, and with a little force, the box opened a gap.

The two looked inside, frowned together, and then blinked vigorously.

That's right.

How could it be such a thing?

Fang Ren simply opened all the boxes.

Through the sunlight coming in from the window, we can see that a dark red pennant is laid flat inside, with four large characters written on it - People's Defender.

Yes, there is a pennant in the box.

There is also a thin protective film attached to it, so it has not been damaged by the damage of the box.

Fang Ren is an old investigator. He has seen all kinds of cases for so many years.

But he would never have imagined that Jiang's father and son had put in so much effort, used so many connections, and even dispatched special forces and helicopters to find what they were looking for, which turned out to be a pennant.

Fang Ren glanced at his confidant, and found that the other party had the same expression as himself.

How could this be?

Fate made a joke with everyone?

"Isn't that a mistake?" Fang Ren asked in a low voice.

"Absolutely not." The operation commander said, "When Tang Sheng got the box, there were our people by his side. I specifically told him that he didn't dare to do anything."

Fang Ren nodded thoughtfully, then checked the suitcase.

It was found that there was nothing else in it except this pennant.

Fang Ren pinched his chin, and carefully raised the pennant to see if there was anything tricky inside.

But the pennant has only a thin layer. Although it is specially made, it can't hide anything.

But what is strange is that there are many numbers crookedly written on this pennant.

05-5，05-2，05-10……

Fang Ren checked carefully and found a total of thirteen groups, all beginning with 05-, followed by 1 to 13.

Elementary school addition and subtraction?

Why is there a zero in front of it?

He scratched his head puzzled.

Not only that, but the handwriting, font size, and old and new ink marks of each group of formulas are all different, obviously written by different people at different times.

Or, is it some kind of code?

But there is such a code, addition and subtraction within 20, is the other party a primary school student?

Fang Ren thought about it, but he didn't realize that the one in front is not zero at all, but O.

This can only be blamed on our thirteen O5 bosses. Although their power is already at the peak of human beings, when it comes to writing, they are probably only at the level of elementary school students.

Fang Ren and his confidants studied for a long time, but they couldn't see anything wrong with this thing.

Because there's really nothing wrong with that.

At this moment, Fang Ren's phone rang, and it was Jiang Bingkuo who had probably gotten the news that the suitcase had been found from other sources.

Fang Ren made a time difference and cut things down first.

But there was nothing wrong with the things at this time, so there was no need for him to detain them.

He muted the phone, closed the suitcase, and took off his gloves.

He asked the confidant to carry the suitcase, and the two came to the door of the office next to them, and when they opened the door, they put on a smile.

"Oh, Brother Jiang, I have good news for you, we have found something—"

……

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Jiang's father and son came out of the bureau.

Although the things were found, they were not happy.

The suitcase had been vandalized, showing signs of violent opening.

The father and son sat in the car, neither saying a word.

They now face a very important conundrum - what if something inside breaks?

They just handed over the box to Consultant Zhang. If something went wrong, it is estimated that the cooperation plan between Jiang's Enterprise and Sirui Group will be declared bankrupt.

The two sat together for a few minutes without saying a word. Jiang Shaofu said with a sigh of relief, "Father, let's open the box and have a look!"

Young people are driven.

At this time, Jiang Bingkuo was in a dilemma because of the old man's warning.

But Jiang Shaofu couldn't care less.

The box has been damaged, and it is not known whether it has been opened before. Now they have not told Zhang Jue the news. If the things inside are broken, there may be room for recovery.

Jiang Bingkuo thought about it, anyway, the matter has come to this point, and there is probably no worse result.

So he nodded too.

Under the sunlight, the father and son in the car opened the suitcase again.

So, this broken suitcase witnessed the surprised expression of human beings for the fourth time today...

I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Chapter 3 and one

At 5:3 pm on May [-], Consultant Zhang, who had to go out for a walk alone because Yang Xue was a guest at Gu Xiaojuan's house, saw Jiang's father and son again.

When Jiang Shaofu found him, he was sitting in an inconspicuous noodle shop on the side of the street making noodles, and he was really not full from the wedding banquet at noon.

"Come on, sit down."

Zhang Jue greeted the father and son.

Although the Jiang family was originally from CS, they have always been a big family, and they would never come to small street shops like this.

Their high-end suits and shiny shoes are out of place in this pink shop with only a few tables.

The proprietress of the back kitchen looked at them, a little strange.

I don't know why these two people who seem to be big bosses behave so respectfully and cautiously in front of a young man.

Zhang Jue smacked the noodles confidingly, and asked, "Are you two hungry? Would you like a bowl? I invite you."

"..."

For some reason, Jiang Shaofu felt a little distressed when he thought of the millions he had spent by Zhang Jue.

He quickly waved his hand: "No need, Consultant Zhang can eat by himself, we are not hungry."

"Hey, no luck." Zhang Jue picked up the mineral water next to him, gulped down a big gulp, then let out a satisfied sound.

"Let me tell you, if you want to eat noodles, you must come to this kind of small shop. The high-end stores you often go to, even if they sell rice noodles, they don't taste like this."

"Yes, yes, Consultant Zhang is right." The two out-and-out CS people nodded repeatedly at Zhang Jue's words, not daring to refute.

Zhang Jue opened the vinegar next to him and dripped a few drops into his bowl, and the aroma immediately overflowed.

"What are you looking for? Did you find something?" He took a big bite.

"Uh... yes."

Jiang Bingkuo's face was a little embarrassed, and he took out the damaged box from behind: "I found it, but the box has been destroyed by gangsters. Mr. Du once told my father that we were not allowed to open it, so I don't know what's inside. Is it in good condition——if something is damaged, my Jiang family will die and be blamed..."

Jiang Bingkuo looked at Zhang Jue's expression while talking nonsense.

Hearing that the box was broken, Zhang Jue was not angry, but smiled and said, "It's okay, let me have a look."

Jiang Bingkuo carefully handed the box to Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue took the box and put it on his lap, and opened it on the spot without shy away from them.

Both Jiang Shaofu and Jiang Bingkuo looked at him nervously.

Seeing the pennant in the box and the signatures of thirteen O5s on it, Zhang Jue nodded in satisfaction.

After such a long time, although there were some twists and turns, the management authority finally did what it promised itself.

Count them acquainted.

"Things are fine." Zhang Jue closed the box and said to Jiang Bingkuo with a smile, "Thank you both."

"Um... really all right?" Jiang Bingkuo couldn't believe it.

Zhang Jue looked at him amusedly: "Otherwise, Mr. Jiang thinks there should be some problem?"

Jiang Bingkuo waved his hands quickly: "It's fine if there's no problem, it's fine if there's no problem."

"Is there anything else you two need to do?" Zhang Jue looked at the fan in front of him. This stuff doesn't taste good after a long time.

"Yes, there is... something else." Seeing that Zhang Jue wanted to see off the guests, Jiang Bingkuo hurriedly said, "Consultant Zhang came to CS for the first time, and we haven't fulfilled the friendship of the landlord. Consultant Zhang, when is it convenient for us to eat together? Have a meal."

"Eat..." Zhang Jue smiled, and looked at Jiang Shaofu, "Brother Shaofu and I have already eaten, right, Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Shaofu was very embarrassed. In fact, he mainly wanted to curry favor with Yang Xue during that meal.

"This..." Jiang Bingkuo was at a loss for words for a moment, and gave his son a hard look.

Zhang Jue put his chopsticks on the bowl and looked at the father and son, "You don't need to eat the meal. You can talk here if you have anything to say. We are so familiar that we don't need to see outsiders."

"Ok."

Seeing Zhang Jue's resolute attitude, Jiang Bingkuo didn't dare to disobey him, and could only consider his own words.

"Consultant Zhang came to CS this time, Shaofu didn't entertain him well, and he lost a very important thing. Although he found it in a very short time, it still delayed Consultant Zhang's time. But I hope you, Consultant Zhang , don't affect the cooperation between Jiang's enterprise and Sirui Group because of these things. On behalf of Jiang's family, I would like to thank Consultant Zhang here. Of course, if you need something from Jiang's family in the future, Jiang's family is willing to do their best. "

After Jiang Bingkuo finished speaking, he cupped his fists slightly.

Although Jiang Tai handpicked Jiang Shaofu as his heir, as a father, he still had to protect his son for a while.

Jiang Shaofu was young and in the limelight, and he needed the help of a calm person like his father.

Jiang Shaofu himself lowered his head and said, "Consultant Zhang, what happened earlier was my fault. I hope you don't care about it like I do."

It is not easy for a person like him to bow his head and admit his mistakes.

Zhang Jue smiled, then picked up the bowl and started to eat noodles, without saying a word.

Leave their father and son aside.

For a full 10 minutes, Zhang Jue ate the noodles as if no one was there, and added some pickles in the middle.

Jiang Shaofu wanted to speak several times, but Jiang Bingkuo stopped him with his eyes.

Just like this, the father and son watched Zhang Jue finish a whole bowl of rice noodles.

Zhang Jue finished the last sip of soup, took out a tissue beside him and wiped his mouth, leaned back on the chair, and sighed contentedly.

Then he looked at Jiang's father and son.

Although Jiang Shaofu is young, Jiang Bingkuo is mature and prudent, and he is a person who can make friends.

He laughed again.

"CS is a nice place with nice scenery and nice people. I came here in a hurry this time. I didn't see a lot of scenery and eat a lot of food. It's a pity. I hope to have a guide when I come here next time. , take me to appreciate the scenery of CS."

Jiang Bingkuo was overjoyed, and poked Jiang Shaofu beside him with his arm.

Jiang Shaofu was slightly taken aback, and then immediately said: "Consultant Zhang, if you come again next time, Shaofu promises that you will come back with a lot of fun."

Zhang Jue nodded slightly: "If that's the case, then I'll trouble Brother Jiang."