241: Lin Jianjun's position is confirmed as a sanitation and cleaning expert

"Since... since this is my son's command..."

"Hmph! Then you arrange it! Do you plan to make me a supervisor or a minister?"

"..."

Lin Jianjun, left with no choice, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from his throat.

But his presumptuous manner once again displeased Li Wenhui.

"Are you telling me how to do my job?"

"You want to be the Minister of Logistics? If you take that position, won't I have to pack up and go home?"

"Then what other position is suitable for me?" Lin Jianjun asked, frowning.

In his mind, for him, the dignified father of the Chairman, to come to the Logistics Department and be a Minister was already a great concession, a lowering of his status.

Could there possibly be an even more grassroots position than this?!

As the saying goes: don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face.

Even if there were... would these dog-servants really dare to completely disregard his identity???

"Starting today, your position will be a Hygiene and Cleaning Specialist."

"Xiao Hu, you take him to his workplace."

Li Wenhui didn't care what the person in front of her was thinking; after an impatient instruction, she turned and left.

"Hygiene and Cleaning Specialist? What kind of position is that? It sounds quite high-end! And a specialist?"

Looking at the woman's retreating back, Lin Jianjun was full of curiosity.

It was his first time hearing such a high-sounding job title, and he thought his talent had finally been discovered, that they were preparing to entrust him with an important task?!

With an excited and anxious heart, Lin Jianjun followed an uncle dressed like an office worker and arrived in front of a men's restroom...

"There are 4 restrooms on this floor, and you are responsible for cleaning them all every day. Also, the corridors, windows, and other public areas, you also have to wipe them down daily."

"Working hours are 996, starting at 8 AM and finishing at 9 PM. You are only allowed one day of leave per month."

"If overtime is required, it's 10 yuan per hour! The basic salary is 2000, and it can be appropriately increased after a 3-month probation period."

"Oh, and you must wear a uniform during working hours! Here, catch, it's this set!"

"..."

The office worker uncle said as he pulled out a uniform and handed it to Lin Jianjun, who was listening with increasing unease.

"No??? Didn't that woman say she wanted me to be a specialist? Why does this sound like a toilet cleaner?"

"That's right! Hygiene and Cleaning Specialist, commonly known as a toilet cleaner."

"!!!!!!!"

Upon learning the truth, Lin Jianjun immediately exploded, his eyes wide with fury, trembling all over with anger.

"How dare you!!!"

"Presumptuous!!!"

"I, the dignified father of the Chairman, a former Executive worth billions, you arrange for me to clean toilets?!"

"This is outright humiliation!!!"

Facing Lin Jianjun's furious and distorted face, the office worker uncle remained incredibly calm, shrugging indifferently:

"You don't have to do it, you know? This is how grassroots work is, you either do it or you don't!"

"If you don't want to do it, then you're not a company employee. I'll call security to kick out you, an idler!"

Hearing this, Lin Jianjun almost coughed up blood from anger.

He had figured it out... the reason these dog-servants were so audacious was definitely because that unfilial son was behind it, his goal being to make him retreat in the face of difficulty, to drive him out of the company.

Hmph, unfilial son! You won't succeed!!!

Endure!!!

Finally, Lin Jianjun gritted his teeth and chose to put on the work uniform, becoming an honorable toilet cleaner in the company...

"Lin Jianjun, right? Toilet No. 1 is clogged, hurry up and unclog it. What, you don't know how? Useless, just use your hands to dig it out?!"

"Can't you see that large patch of sewage stain in the corridor? You, the toilet cleaner, hurry up! Are you blind? What if someone slips? Why aren't you getting the mop out?!"

"Can you be quicker? What are you drinking water for! Where's the time for you to rest? There are still three restrooms waiting for you to clean?!"

"Damn it! Can't you see someone pooped in this stall and didn't flush? And they deliberately pooped on the edge, it's disgusting. Uncle, hurry up and wash away that yellowish stain!!!"

"..."

All afternoon.

The employees, as if by telepathy, ordered Lin Jianjun around, constantly finding him trouble to do, not allowing him to sit down and rest for a moment.

As soon as he moved a little slower, he was met with a barrage of verbal degradation and suppression.

Whenever Lin Jianjun couldn't stand the workplace bullying and tried to resist, everyone would disdainfully say...

"Do it or don't, if you don't, get out."

This instantly left Lin Jianjun speechless, wanting to cry but unable to.

Damn it!!!

This isn't the company life I imagined!!!

Originally, Lin Jianjun envisioned that after joining the group, using his son's connections... it wouldn't be long before he would get promoted and a raise, become a general manager, serve as CEO, marry a beautiful wealthy woman, and reach the pinnacle of life, just thinking about it was so exciting...

But things didn't go as planned; he had now become a lowly toilet cleaner!!!

..."Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't bully the middle-aged poor."

"You all just wait for me, once I gain power, I will 100% fire the entire Logistics Department!!!"

Lin Jianjun harbored deep resentment, now blaming everyone.

Of course... his deepest resentment was still for that unfilial son... he was his own father!!!

Even if he didn't let him be the Executive CEO, he could at least casually give him a department manager position or something, right?!

But he actually had the heart to make his own father clean toilets?!

Is that how a son acts? He's simply an animal!!!

Damn it, everyone else says raising a son is for old age, but I raised an ungrateful wretch!

If I had known this day would come, I should have strangled him to death at birth...