its 083: Logistics Division

"What do you mean?" I didn't understand what Gong Ping said.

"The old man's bad luck is made by the establishment industry." Gong Ping said slowly, "Although the establishment industry does not live with the old man, it is not far away, and the father and son have to meet each other for a long time. In fact, it is not much different from the continuous murderous intention around the old man. I helped the old man eliminate bad luck today. In a few days, the monster will regenerate. We can't kill the establishment industry, treat the symptoms and cure the root causes, just a waste of time and strength. And more importantly, compared with the old man's strong luck, the doom monster is too ordinary.

"It's true." Yun nodded, "The bad monster didn't even affect the old man's health.

"The monster on Qianyu is also the murderous intention to set up a business." Gong Ping said slowly, "The person who wants to kill me most is his closest relatives. This is really a little ironic. What can I do to cure this guy?"

"I'm afraid it's very difficult." Yun Yi shrugged his shoulders and said, "In order to get hundreds of thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan, human beings can do the evil of killing and robbery. In the face of the huge wealth of the Heidan Group, which is worth hundreds of millions, who can be unmoved?"

"His business is easy to do." Gong Ping slowly sat up straight and said, "He can't set off any wind and rain by himself. He can only rely on He Shengmeng. As long as you control the Hesheng League..."

With that, he couldn't help but fall into meditation and drifted aside knowingly without disturbing him. Time passed quickly in thinking, and the knock on the door sounded, but Chang Hui and Liu Andong came to ask him to work. Several people came to Yu Qianyu's room, and after meeting Yu Qianyu, they walked out together.

When he came to the gate, Lei Wei slowly came over and said to Gong Ping: "It has been contacted over there, and your relevant information has also been transmitted. You can report directly to Qian Youheng, the head of the logistics branch."

"Thank you." Gong Ping nod his head, and Lei Wei smiled faintly: "This is my job."

After leaving Chengfu, Liu Andong immediately ran out of the gate and stopped a taxi. Several people got on the car. Chang Hui and Liu Andong sat in the back with Yu Qianyu, while Gong Ping sat next to the driver's seat. The car drove slowly, remembering that he overheard the conversation between Wang Liangpeng and his men at that time. Gong Ping couldn't help looking out of the window and looked around. Not long after, he found that four cars were always following the left, right and back of the taxi. Looking at the front, he found that one car always kept a certain distance from the taxi, and the taxi did not exceed it. Its meaning.

"The master's skill is good. How many years have you been a taxi driver?" Gong Ping gave Yun a wine first, then looked at the driver and asked casually with a smile.

"I can't remember it either. Anyway, it's been a long time." The driver in his forties smiled naively.

"Lying." Yun said in Gong Ping's ear, "Why are you asking him such a question?"

"The master's body is quite strong. It seems that he has practiced martial arts, right?" Gong Ping chatted with the driver casually and casually asked again.

"What kind of martial arts are you practicing?" The driver smiled and said, "It's just hard work for many years. If you work too much, your muscles will naturally grow out."

"Lie." Yun said. What the hell are you going to do?"

"Why do I feel like there is a car following us?" Gong Ping looked out of the window and whispered in a low voice, intentionally or unintentionally. The driver looked at him, and then looked out of the car: "Where is it? Why didn't I find out?"

"Lying." Yun also vaguely guessed Gong Ping's idea at this time, "Do you suspect that he is a bodyguard sent by the old man?"

Gong Ping nodded slowly: "Yes." Then he smiled at the driver and said, "It seems to be my illusion."

"That's right." The driver smiled, "This is not a detective film. I'm not a hidden agent. Who is following my car? This road leads to the main road on the outskirts of the city. All the cars that want to get out of the city on the highway take this road. Of course, it is either in front of us or behind us, and it has been walking around.

"Yes." Gong Ping smiled and said nothing more.

"Gong Ping, you have to be prepared." Seeing that she was about to arrive at the logistics branch on the outskirts of the city, Yu Qianyu's spirit became nervous. In order to relieve this tension, she opened fire to Gong Ping: "The work here is different from your previous job. Don't think that it's just sitting in the office and filling in the report or something. This is really hard to work hard. Work! Don't complain bitterly at that time.

"Well, I heard that someone has been crying bitterly." Gong Ping nodded and turned his head to ask Chang Hui, "Who is that person?"

Chang Hui smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to say anything. Yu Qianyu had already stared: "Gong Ping, don't be complacent. When you start working, you will understand! Humph!"

Soon, the car stopped at the logistics branch of Heidan Group. After settling the fare, several people got out of the car. Gong Ping found that the five cars that had just been surrounding the taxi were all turned at the corner behind the logistics branch of Heidan Group. It seemed that they should have gathered there.

"The old man's security measures are good." Gong Ping smiled.

The logistics branch of Heidan Group covers an area of not small. When you enter the gate, you will see a large square. The warehouse and garage are surrounded by a large circle around the square. From the outside, it looks like an ancient city pool. In the east of this city, there is a five-storey, yellow and white building, which is the office building of the logistics branch.

Under the leadership of Yu Qianyu, Gong Ping walked into the office building and came to the office of the logistics department under the guidance of Yu Qianyu.

"That's it. Go by yourself. I don't want to see that damn old guy!" Yu Qianyu stared at the door sign of the office and said angrily.

"Don't be so excited. Relax." Gong Ping smiled and turned Yu Qianyu around. "Come on, let me help you relax." With that, he stretched out his hands and gently pressed them on her shoulders for a while. In this gentle pinch, Gong Ping easily transferred the doom monster behind Yu Qianyu to his left arm.

"Ah, it's really comfortable." Yu Qianyu couldn't help closing his eyes and taking a breath: "Gong Ping, your massage technique is really good. Please help me press it every day in the future. This unlucky job, my back is sore and my legs hurt after a day. It's so uncomfortable.

"Okay." Gong Ping patted her and said, "Go ahead, don't be late."

The three of them were busy punching in, and Gong Ping knocked on the door of the office of the logistics department. Yun smiled and said, "It seems that this minister is going to be unlucky. Well, just take him as an experiment to see how much harm foreign bad luck can cause to people.

Gong Ping made eye contact with it and smiled slightly.

"Come in!" A voice came from the door. Listening to that sound, you can imagine that the owner of the voice must be a grumpy and excitable guy.

After pushing the door and entering, Gong Ping carefully closed the door, turned around, and Qian Youheng, the head of the logistics department who was busy fighting the landlord in front of the computer behind the desk, bowed slightly: "Hi, Minister Qian, my name is Gong Ping. I'm here to report today."

Qian Youheng is nearly 50 years old. He is fat and burly, with a wide forehead and thick eyebrows. He has a feeling of a big man in the north. Hearing Gong Ping's words, he looked up at Gong Ping, and then turned his eyes to the computer screen.

"Gong Ping, right?" As he spoke, he played the last few cards, and then withdrew from the card game. He sat upright and looked at Gong Ping: "Secretary Lei called in the morning and sent me your information. You and Chang Hui are all together, right?"

"Yes." Gong Ping deliberately said, "We are all relatives of Secretary Lei."

"relatives." Qian Youheng smiled disdainfully and muttered in a low voice, "Do you really think of yourself as the president's secretary? It's strange that people are willing to talk to you!" After coughing, he raised his voice and said, "In this case, you are also responsible for the specific inventory and statistics like the three of them."

"No problem." Gong Ping had a smile on his face and slowly walked to his desk. Qian Youheng's face sank: "What else?"

"Nothing." Gong Ping smiled and took out a bundle of money from his pocket. In the future, please take care of the minister. It's a little bit of respect.

Qian Youheng was stunned. Looking at that, he was at a loss for a moment. He had never encountered such a thing in his life. No wonder he was stunned on the spot.

"This is my little thought. I don't mean anything else. Don't think it's too little." Gong Ping smiled and stretched out his hand to pull Qian Youheng's hand, and then stuffed the money into his hand. Of course, Qian Youheng couldn't see it. Between this pull, a huge doom monster had rushed from Gong Ping's arm to him. The monster roared and squeezed aside the inconspicuous little doom monster composed of hatred behind Qian Youheng.

And the white luck behind the constant, money not only did not stop it, but also rushed up to suppress the little bad luck monster who tried to compete with foreign bad luck. Obviously, Qian Youheng's luck ignores the existence of external bad luck at all. Of course, it is not to help foreign bad luck. It just feels that Qian Youheng's own bad luck is going to carry out some kind of action, so it rushes up to stop it to protect Qian Youheng.

"What are you doing? Take it back!" At this time, Qian Youheng recovered, his face darkened, and he stuffed the money back into Gong Ping's hand. This amount of money is almost more than 5,000 yuan. Of course, it is a huge amount of money for a small person like Gong Ping, but for a high-level figure like Qian Youheng, it is just an ordinary meal.

"It's just a little heart." Gong Ping smiled and rudely took the money back and put it back in his pocket.

"What do you think this place is?" Qian Youheng snorted, "Here, if you want to get ahead, you have to rely on your own efforts!" No boss will like useless employees. If you want to show your heart, then work hard for me and improve our performance!"

"That's a good point." He curled his lips with disdain. Gong Ping slowly stepped back a few steps and smiled awkwardly: "Minister Qian, you see, I really don't mean anything else. Don't be angry. Don't worry, I will do it well." Without saying anything more, he turned around and walked out.

"This guy is really..." Qian Youheng looked at Gong Ping's back and vaguely felt a little blocked.

"Strange!"