After the instructions,
He Liang led his team into the dormitory building.
As they entered,
"Deputy Manager He, you're back,"
a cheerful voice called out from the side.
The voice came from a Chinese man in his fifties, lean and with skin tanned dark by the sun, who immediately stood up when he saw He Liang. Here, titles were straightforward—Deputy Manager meant Deputy Manager.
It had taken him several corrections to get used to it.
"Uncle Qi, I'm back," He Liang replied with a polite smile.
The others also quickly greeted Uncle Qi, making him grin from ear to ear. It wasn't easy for him to find a job at his age, especially such an easy one.
He had come here to do business in his early years and later brought his children over. Now, his children had their own store here and both his wife and children insisted he rest and not help out at the store. But he couldn't sit still.
When he saw that a Chinese security company was hiring a gatekeeper,
