My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1331 - 1332: The Working Class

Chapter 1331: Chapter 1332: The Working Class

"Hehe, Uncle Hai, don’t be in denial and avoid doctors. If you don’t believe me, you can go to any major hospital for a check-up. They’ll definitely find mercury poisoning in your system, and it has already accumulated to a significant level. If you don’t get treated in time, it could really cost you your life."

Xiao Chen said with a cold laugh.

"Bullshit!"

Uncle Hai cursed angrily.

"Say what you will, but you’d best heed my advice and get yourself checked out at a hospital. It won’t kill you."

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

At this moment, everyone from the Shang Family wore ugly expressions.

Especially Shang Luoying, who had intended for Shang Qingcheng to remarry Uncle Hai, potentially inheriting the Hai Family’s wealth.

But now Uncle Hai was no good.

He probably couldn’t even have children anymore.

When Uncle Hai was younger, he had fathered three sons, so there’s no way Shang Qingcheng could inherit anything.

Shang Qingguo suddenly cried out in alarm, "Am I, am I poisoned?"

"How could my little aunt be poisoned?"

Xiao Chen chuckled, instantly understanding the situation. This little aunt really didn’t know how to keep herself clean, probably had that kind of relationship with Uncle Hai.

"I! I also had that person prescribe me some beauty and wellness medicine."

Shang Qingguo’s mind worked quickly, but sadly, how could she possibly fool Xiao Chen.

Talking about this little aunt just leads nowhere.

"Hehe, then my little aunt better go get checked out at the hospital."

Xiao Chen said with a laugh.

"I, I’ll stop eating!"

Shang Qingguo, terrified, turned and ran away.

She was truly afraid of dying.

"Everyone, take your time eating. I’ve already paid, I’m going to head back first."

Seeing Shang Qingguo leave, Uncle Hai started to panic as well.

He had been taking the medicine for three years.

He couldn’t let himself die because of this.

Moreover, he just checked his face with his mobile phone and indeed found small black spots, though tiny, they seemed to be spreading.

At this moment, he had no interest in pursuing Shang Qingcheng any longer, his life mattered the most.

Shang Luoying, Shang Minghui, and Shang Teng had no choice but to leave as well.

At the table full of dishes, only Xiao Chen and Shang Qingcheng were left to enjoy them.

Shang Qingcheng didn’t eat much, leaving Xiao Chen to eat most of it.

French cuisine doesn’t offer much in portions, and Xiao Chen, being a martial artist, needed a lot of energy, thus he had a huge appetite.

That’s why people often noticed Xiao Chen eating whenever they saw him.

Especially after a fight, he would eat even more.

"Mom, let’s go home. We’re full and satisfied!"

Xiao Chen said with a smile, standing up to leave with Shang Qingcheng.

Sitting in the car, Shang Qingcheng excitedly asked, "Chen’er, tell me, what exactly have you been doing these ten years that your French is so good?"

"Mom, as I told you, I joined the military, and not just any military—I was a special forces soldier, even served as a peacekeeper, I’ve been all over the world," Xiao Chen casually explained.

Half-truths and half-lies.

"Mom, isn’t your son incredibly awesome?"

Xiao Chen said with a smile: "Don’t you feel incredibly proud?"

"Of course, my son is always the best."

Shang Qingcheng was very affectionate towards both her sons, so both of them also loved her dearly.

Xiao Chen felt he owed Shang Qingcheng a lot, so he was even more diligent in wanting to make his mother’s life better.

"That’s right, Chen’er, it’s such a waste for someone with your talents to be idle. Even if you are a live-in son-in-law, you can’t let others look down on you.

Now, your uncle’s company is about to expand, so why not join the company and gain some experience?

If you do well, it will also reflect well on your in-laws."

Shang Qingcheng suddenly suggested.

"Really, Mom? I think things are quite good as they are, I have plenty of time to spend with you and Jiang Meng. If I start working, wouldn’t that waste a lot of time?"

Xiao Chen said with a wry smile.

"Son, just listen to your mom. It would make me happy to see you working. Besides, the workplace is in Tonghua, and you can drive home without hitting traffic in the evening, so it’s very convenient.

And Jiang Meng has her own work to do; you can’t just stick around her every day, right?"

Shang Qingcheng spoke earnestly and with deep affection.

"Okay, since Mom likes the idea, I’ll go ahead and do it. But I have one condition: you have to go to Hua Xian Hospital and have your leg checked."

Xiao Chen said.

"Fine, I’ll check my leg, and you go to work."

The mother and son quickly struck the deal.

The next day, Xiao Chen took Shang Qingcheng to Hua Xian Hospital for knee treatment, and then he went to work at Qingyu Company in Tonghua.

Qingyu Company was not large, including Shang Qingyu and Zhang Luo, the couple, it had only around a hundred people in total.

In recent years, the agricultural trade business has been tough and laborious, and it’s hard to make much money, so the employees’ salaries were generally low.

Moreover, since Shang Qingyu always looked down on Xiao Chen, he only gave Xiao Chen a base salary of fifteen hundred. If he did well, there would be a bonus, nothing more.

Xiao Chen certainly didn’t value this salary of fifteen hundred, but to please his mother, he was willing to go through the motions.

Zhang Luo treated him fairly well and gave him an easy job: sitting in the office as the boss’s assistant.

Because Shang Qingyu was there, Zhang Luo dared not hire a female secretary or assistant.

Xiao Chen serving as the assistant was actually just the right fit.

After all, he was capable of fighting and was also fluent in foreign languages, which came in handy quite often.

"Xiao Chen, just go through the motions to appease your mom and your aunt. They don’t really like people who loaf around all day."

Zhang Luo patted Xiao Chen on the shoulder and said, "Don’t worry, once our company grows, I’ll make you a manager!"

"If I become the manager, then what will you do?"

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"I’ll naturally become the chairman!"

Zhang Luo said, full of aspiration: "With a fifty billion interest-free loan and cooperation with Tianmao Group, our company’s output will reach tens of billions within three years.

By then, I’d like to see if those Tonghua merchants still dare to look down on me!"

"Then I wish Uncle success in advance."

Xiao Chen gestured with his hands and casually took out a document: "However, Uncle, the staff’s competency at your company is truly substandard.

This document alone has at least ten errors.

Some may seem trivial, but others could cause significant losses to the company if not corrected.

And those agricultural product packages, those are meant for Tianmao Group, can’t you put a little more thought into it?

Such packaging can easily suffer bumps and bruises during transit, leading to damage, and although Zhang Tianmao might not care,

we cannot afford to compromise our reputation and quality.

Uncle, I know you were used to running a small business and didn’t think of these things, but now you need to start considering them.

Certain things must be standardized and industrialized, not operated like a small workshop. Our clerks and secretaries, either replace them or provide urgent training; they should only work once they are qualified."

Originally, Xiao Chen didn’t want to deal with these issues, but he has one problem: when he does something, he has to do it well.

Zhang Luo was sweating bullets as he listened; he thought Xiao Chen was just another idle man, but it turned out Xiao Chen had real knowledge and skills.

"I think you should not be an assistant, but a manager," Zhang Luo exclaimed with emotion: "The original workers at my place mostly came from rural areas, or some were brought in by friends.

It didn’t make a difference, so I didn’t pay much attention.

Now that the company is expanding and we’re doing business with big companies, I’ve realized it’s not the same thing at all."