23

Only when he turned the corner did Qiaowen stop, panting with exhaustion even though he had run no more than a dozen meters.

This poor little body is really a quality concern.

Chen Canaan reached out and wiped the fine sweat at the corners of his forehead for him, looked at him and solemnly said, "Xiao Qiao, don't be afraid, I won't let Brother Fei bully you."

Jovian looked up with a gasp.

A glimmer of afterglow through the tall buildings and power lines fell on his handsome face, illuminating the serious and determined expression of the moment.

It seemed like the guy thought he was truly intimidated by Qin Yunfei?

Qiao Wen breathed a sigh of relief and said in amusement, "I'm not afraid of Qin Yunfei, I just don't want to cause trouble."

In fact, it was normal to be afraid of Qin Yunfei, after all, the other party was the red stick of the Hexing Society who flew around the city fortress and did whatever he wanted. But he wasn't the Qiao Wen of old after all, and knew that in front of Chen Canaan's villainous aura, Qin Yunfei was an insignificant cannon fodder.

If anything did happen, this original villain was his own talisman.

Of course, it was a thought, but after all, the plot had completely changed and he no longer knew anything about the future. It was always better to be on the safe side and not get anyone in trouble, lest there be a change that could not be controlled.

Fortunately, although the Hexing Society is holding the city fortress, but the self-proclaimed Hongmen orthodox society also has strict rules, one of which is not to arbitrarily bully the people of the city fortress. As long as he has nothing to lose in the hands of Qin Yunfei, even if the other party looks at the face of the original body, it is not possible to really rob the people.

Thinking of this, he sighed secretly in his heart, blaming only the original body for being born with a long scourge face.

This little hiccup did not affect Qiao Wen's excitement for work. When he returned home, he took out two account books and studied them carefully in the dim light.

Knowing that he was working, Granny didn't dare to disturb him, but only put the boiled cup of tonic soup on the table and urged him not to forget to drink it.

Qiaowen smiled and nodded, telling the granny to get an early night without herself.

Came to this world is less than half a month, he clearly feel in his own efforts to eat and drink under, the original body of the wind blowing on the sickly body, has been a lot better. But this better is only relative, after all, the foundation is really too weak, want to reach Chen Canaan body that condition, this life is certainly not possible, can go up two floors without much wheezing, he has been satisfied.

Today was considered a special day for him, and every time there was a special day, Chen Canaan would disguise himself as a humanoid bat and come in through the window to chat with him and sleep with him.

Tonight is naturally no exception.

He had just gone to bed after reading the ledger when Chen Canaan burrowed in.

The two lay side by side on the tiny wooden bed, the old fan, creaking, barely blew a cool breeze, but because of their calm mood, they didn't feel hot.

Chen Canaan rested his head on his hands and casually asked, "How was work today, anyway? Was there any bullying?"

Qiao Wen laughed, "It's quite good, it's just that most of the factory is full of old workers who aren't too convinced by Lin Zi Hui, the small boss."

Chen Canaan skimmed, "Four-eyed boy would not have been like a boss, if he met me, speak of disobedience also have to fight to obey, fists are sometimes still very useful."

Jovian laughed, "That's right, I might have to borrow your fists later."

He is not just joking, tonight after returning, he has been thinking about how to solve the problem, he did not have so much patience with Wu Yaodong circle, this obstacle is certainly to be a quick fix, and to be a quick fix only fear that really have to resort to a little force.

The two yakked and chatted for a while, and soon leaned in and huffed.

The next day, Chen Canaan didn't even think about sending Qiao Wen out of the city fortress again, Qiao Wen only felt unable to laugh and cry, he is a grown man, every day is treated as a child, really can't be said - to him, clearly nineteen-year-old Chen Canaan is the child.

So he was nicely disabused of the idea and went out on his own.

As usual, Lin Zi Hui ordered the driver to pick up the person, Qiao Wen originally felt that he was a small secretary, every day rubbing the boss's car to work, really not good enough, but the young master Hui's hospitality is difficult to refuse, he also gladly accepted this good will.

Lin Zihui should have studied the countermeasures for managing the factory all night last night, and today, brightly topped with a pair of panda eyes, he is a little more majestic.

As soon as Qiao Wen got into the car, he spoke with a serious face, "Wen, I decided to call the entire factory staff for a general meeting this morning to tell everyone about my next plans for the factory."

Jovian nodded, "I'm with you."

I just don't know if this conference will go well.

Once Lin Zihui heard it, he became interested, and along the way, he jabbered his plan carefully to Qiao Wen.

Qiao Wen listened while mentally scrutinizing the situation, thinking that Lin Zi Hui, the eldest male lead, was still a bit naive right now.

Arrived at the factory, Wu Yaodong is still attentive to the office to turn prepared a sumptuous refreshments, especially Lin Zihui yesterday greatly praised the egg tart, but also prepared a whole two boxes.

On top of that, probably because he was afraid that a TV set wasn't enough, he had several lace magazines prepared, and the bikini girls on the cover alone were enough to catch the eye.

Unfortunately, Lin Zi Hui as a gold finger wide open cool text hero, in the original book to take the career ascetic route, can be said to be a million flowers in the bushes over the leaves do not touch the body, until the death of the villain Chen Canaan, the main female lead are not determined.

But now it seems that Lin Zihui is not ascetic, but lacks the necessary sex education. When he saw these magazines, his first reaction was to throw them away as if he were avoiding snakes and scorpions, as if his pure heart would be blasphemed if he took a look at them.

Jovian was simply speechless at his icy cleanliness.

He had little interest in them himself, though, and so a pile of flowery magazines was quickly dismissed by the two young men.

Lin Zihui drank some tea, took a deep breath, and said to Qiao Wen, "Come on, let's go to the meeting."

The two went to Wu Yaodong's office next to them first.

Seeing the person coming, Wu Yaodong said with a smile on his face, "Mr. Hui, do you need anything?"

Lin Zihui said, "Go gather everyone outside to the small square, I'll give everyone a meeting."

Wu Yaodong: "Let me know what you want, I'll just relay it to everyone, there's no need for you to have a meeting in person."

Lin Zihui sank his face, making a rare serious and cold expression, and said, "What? Uncle Dong thinks there's something wrong with me giving the workers a meeting?"

Wu Yaodong froze, smiled sarcastically, and said, "Of course there's no problem, I'll go gather people."

The courtyard outside the factory building was more than enough to accommodate three hundred people, and the workers shuffled in line, a noisy scene, as if they hadn't come to a meeting, but to talk and laugh. Obviously most of the workers, did not issue Lin Zihui standing in front of them in their eyes.

It was only when Wu Yaodong spoke up and said quiet that the group quieted down.

Lin Zihui stood up straight, cleared his throat, and began to speak, "I've gathered everyone for a short meeting today because I want us to familiarize ourselves with each other. Although you should all know my identity, I'd like to formally introduce myself, my name is Lin Zi Hui, I'm the son of Mr. Lin, and I've been arranged to come to Mingyue Factory to take care of the factory matters. I know that most of you are veteran employees who have been working in the Mingyue Factory for many years and have a lot of experience, so please take care of me as I'm new here." Saying that, he paused and introduced Qiao Wen next to him, "This is Secretary Qiao, in the future, he will take care of the factory together with Uncle Dong and I. I hope that our factory, with everyone's joint efforts, will prosper."

These words he prepared for a long time, said can be said to be full of passion.

However, before he finished speaking, quite a few people underneath had already begun to whisper, and it couldn't even be called whispering, but rather blatant exchanging of words, and occasionally low cackles would be emitted.

Lin Zihui came to the factory, the people were aware of it, but many had not seen him. At the moment, seeing that he was a young man wearing glasses, followed by a secretary who was even a teenager, many people naturally found it funny and did not take the two people seriously at all.

On top of that, the fact that Lin Zi Hui was only Lin Zhaoming's illegitimate son had long been rumored in the factory. In the eyes of the workers, Lin Zi Hui's status is obviously far inferior to that of Wu Yaodong, a patriarch who has followed Lin Zhaoming for more than 20 years.

Seeing that the order was so chaotic, and even his own small boss was blatantly ignored, Lin Zi Hui, who had originally accumulated enough courage, couldn't hold back a bit and coughed lightly, looking to Wu Yaodong, signaling him to step in to maintain order.

However, this time, Wu Yaodong acted as if he was completely incapable of observing words and colors, ignoring his gesture and just continued to stand beside him with a smile.

Qiaowen narrowed his eyes, seeing that Wu Yaodong was doing this on purpose.

It seems like it's time for you, the secretary, to help your boss out.

He swept the group, his eyes landing on the two tall men at the end of the group, cleared his throat and said in a loud voice, "Those two big brothers, please step forward."

The direction of his finger was exact, and everyone looked toward the two men.

Jovian nodded at the two men looking over, "That's you two?"

The two men walked up in a dangling manner and stood in front of Wu Yaodong, obviously old men from the factory, and didn't take Qiao Wen and Lin Zihui seriously at all.

Qiao Wen smiled, "Uncle Dong you should have all known each other for a long time, no need to look at him, look at this new boss in front of you, do you know who he is?"

Those two were clearly puzzled by his words, and one of them subconsciously nodded his head and said back, "Young proprietor Hui Shao."

Qiao Wen nodded: "So you guys know that Hui Shao is the boss, then just now when Hui Shao spoke, you guys chatted so loudly down below, could it be that you have opinions on Hui Shao's words. Don't worry, Hui Shao is very good at talking, now I'll give you the chance, if you have any opinions, tell them to Hui Shao face to face."

These two factory old oil, originally did not take Lin Zi Hui as a matter of fact, now was a new secretary carried out, suddenly face, but after all, Lin Zi Hui is the boss, and do not dare to easily make a mistake, can only look to Wu Yaodong: "Uncle East ......"

Wu Yaodong has not yet spoken, Qiao Wen first smiled and opened his mouth, "Uncle Dong, Hui Shao is now the boss, the boss meets the workers with this attitude, I do not know whether it is accustomed to be so loose, or did not put Hui Shao, the new boss, in the eyes?" He gave a slight beat before continuing, "The factory has been managed by Uncle Dong all these years, so he must be most familiar with the workers. What do you think is going on with them like this?"

Wu Yaodong slightly stunned, originally intended to take this opportunity to give these two rash young a little bit of a downward spiral, he did not want to be preempted by Qiao Wen this rash young.

Qiao Wen was only eighteen years old, and seemed to still be a teenager, on the other hand, he was also born extremely beautiful, and really didn't seem like an intimidating man.

However, after he finished these words, everyone quieted down, Wu Yaodong was even more mute, momentarily not knowing how to respond, a long time, before reacting, sullen face toward those two people drinking: "Hui young speech you are not listening carefully, is not want to do? Still not quick to apologize to Hui Shao."

These two hurriedly bowed and apologized to Lin Zi Hui, "Shao Hui, I'm sorry."

Lin Zihui put on a serious look, cleared his throat, and said, "This will not happen again, you guys go down." Then with a big wave of his hand, "Alright, the short meeting is here, everyone go back to your workstation."

After saying that, he looked at Qiao Wen again, Qiao Wen understood and smiled again to Wu Yaodong, "Uncle Dong, look, the factory staff seems to have not realized that Hui Shao is the new boss, I thought that Hui Shao should still have to go around the production line and the warehouse more often, sitting in the office every day, I'm afraid to sit there for a year and a half, and the workers don't have this awareness."

Wu Yaodong smiled sarcastically, "If Young Master Hui has anything to order me to do, the production line is all miscellaneous matters, there is no need to bother Young Master Hui to do it himself."

Lin Zi Hui's brows furrowed, this old man obviously still didn't want him to meddle in the factory's affairs. He looked at Qiao Wen again, and the other party gently nodded and smiled, ''Young Master Hui understands how hard Uncle Dong has worked over the years to take care of the factory, but looking at the loose behavior of the workers at today's meeting, I think it must be that Uncle Dong is more than capable of managing several hundred people on his own. Don't worry, with Young Master Fai and I helping out in the future, Uncle Tung will have a much easier time. Mr. Lin also understands Uncle Dong's difficulties before sending Young Master Fai over." Saying that, not waiting for Wu Yaodong to open his mouth, he pursued, "It just so happens that work has just begun, why don't Uncle Dong personally take Young Master Fai to the production line and the warehouse to have a look around."

Being cornered by a young boy, Wu Yaodong's face became not very good, trying to use the previous set of words to excuse is no longer feasible, and Qiao Wen's words have almost declared to him that Lin Zi Hui is not here to be a young master to muddle through, but really come to take over the factory.

He could only nod with a leathery smile, "Alright, I'll take Young Master Hui and Secretary Qiao around the assembly line carefully."

And so, on Secretary Qiao's second day in office, he was finally able to officially set foot in the workshops and warehouses of the Mingyue Factory with Young Master Hui.

Last time's hasty glance was not wrong, the entire assembly line was extremely inefficient, firstly, the employees were in a loose working condition, and secondly, the machines and equipment were old. As for the garments produced, the level of craftsmanship varies.

Of course, this is not the most important, more if, Qiao Wen found that the quality of the material is very cheap. Although the Mingyue Factory now produces ready-made clothes, take the cheap low-end route, a jacket factory price of at most a few dollars, profit is very small, but this cost is still with the actual some difference.

That means that the actual cost, for sure, is lower than the cost on the books.

Because of the factory's low profits, the average worker's salary is only five or six hundred, which is also slightly low in the whole industry, and the low efficiency of the workers is reasonable, after all, take as much money to do as much work.

As to whose pockets the difference between the true cost and the book value goes into, one can only imagine.

Although when he saw the ledger yesterday, Qiao Wen had already anticipated what was going on with Wu Yaodong's refusal to allow them to enter the assembly line for a visit, the reality was in front of him, and it was still hard for people to say anything.

Wu Yaodong in this room has already seen that Lin Zihui is not a young master who comes to mingle with others, and Qiao Wen beside him is not a good master to fool. On the one hand, he led people to visit, and on the other hand, he complained bitterly: "Young master Fai, you don't know, since Europe and the United States restricted import quotas, our Hong Kong City export quotas have been monopolized by a few big companies, and we can only buy from them. Mingyue Factory's profit is low and it's not cost-effective to buy quotas, so Mr. Lin let us only export to Southeast Asia. In the past few years, the price of cotton and other materials has been rising, the cost is rising, do not look at us with low-cost materials, but the factory price is also low, profits are really thin, the workers' wages have not been raised for a long time, we are willing to stay in the factory, has been thank God. I've been worried about the factory for the past two years."

Lin Zi Hui followed Qiao Wen's earlier example and said with a smile, "There are too many garment factories nowadays, and it's really hard for a factory of our size to do business. My Abba also asked me to come here because he knows how hard it is for Uncle Dong. In the future, Secretary Qiao and I will take care of the factory with you, so you'll have less to worry about."

Qiao Wen also smiled and chimed in, "Yes, Uncle Dong, you've worked hard for so many years, it's time for you to take a good rest, it's our young people's turn to do something."

Lin Zihui nodded and said in a serious manner, "Otherwise, move the TV set in my office to your place, you can watch TV and drink tea, maybe your hair can still be black."

Jovan: "......"

The young man has a future! Exasperating.

Wu Yaodong was really choked a face, but also have to force to pretend a smile, so that round face, to laugh or not to laugh or not to cry, look really funny.

On this day, due to Wu Yaodong's initial gullibility and the perfect coordination between Qiao Wen and Lin Zi Hui, some men's doubles were a sudden turnaround from the first day when they first arrived.

In the next two days, Wu Yaodong even exposed his problems everywhere.

This person has been the manager of the Mingyue factory for more than ten years, these years is almost the factory into their own private turf, using Lin Zhaoming's laissez-faire, a book of false accounts to do down, earned a pot full of money. Originally can continue to earn according to this, how to know halfway out of a cheap young boss and a small secretary, he can not sit back and wait for death, is bound to let the two do not know the sky and the sky and the sky and the sky and the sky and the sky and the sky and the sky and the sky and the sky and the sky and the sky and the sky and the sky.

So, three days later, Wu Yaodong claimed that he was sick and suddenly took a vacation.

With the manager on sick leave, theoretically, the factory was Lin Zihui's call. Although he also knows that Wu Yaodong this sick leave is intentional, but in the end is still quite a bit of naivety, thinking that it is these days he and Qiao Wen's cooperation with a big win. So he was ready to take advantage of Wu Yaodong's absence and rolled up his sleeves to do a big job.

But Jovian could see that it wasn't that simple.

As expected, Lin Zihui's sleeves had not been rolled up for a long time, and the factory started to make mistakes one after another, first of all, the buttons of a shirt that was being rushed were used up, and the supplier said that it would take two days to deliver the goods. The purchasing supervisor came to Lin Zi Hui to report the situation and asked him to solve the problem.

Lin Zihui heard, personally call over, the reply on the other end is the same, and the attitude is firm and perfunctory, finished and hung up the phone, completely do not give him the opportunity to urge the goods.

Lin Zihui asked, "Is it a big impact to be two days late?"

The supervisor was a man in his forties, surnamed Wang.

At this moment, the director surnamed Wang was anxious: "The production line will be used up soon, I'm afraid that a line will have to stop in two days. This order has to be delivered in four days, it is definitely too late."

When Lin Zi Hui heard this, he was also a bit anxious and looked at Qiao Wen for help.

Qiao Wen thought about it and lightly said to the supervisor, "Please ask Supervisor Wang to bring the samples over for us to take a look at, and Hui Shao and I will think of something."

Wang supervisor nodded in response, quickly took the buttons over to his hands, see him seriously and carefully look at, tentative: "This button supplier, with our cooperation for many years, the price is very good, is often delivery is not on time, you have to Uncle Dong personally urge. Otherwise ......" he paused, "Hui less call to Uncle Dong, let him help to urge."

Sure enough, it's waiting here!

Qiao Wen pulled the corner of his mouth in understanding and said, "Supervisor Wang, how many years have you been at the factory?"

Supervisor Wang returned, "Almost ten years."

Jovian nodded, "So how long have you been head of purchasing?"

Supervisor Wang: "Almost four years."

Qiao Wen nodded his head and said with a smile, "After four years of being a supervisor, you must be very familiar with the various suppliers, urging the goods to even have to Uncle Dong to come out, you, the purchasing supervisor, seems to be not quite qualified to do ah."

Supervisor Wang's face instantly became not very good, snapped, "This supplier has the cheapest price, naturally it's very sought-after, and no one can always guarantee that they will supply on time."

Qiao Wen said, "Since you know it's in high demand, why doesn't the warehouse stock up in advance? You're the head of purchasing, don't you understand this reasoning?"

Wang supervisor was originally in accordance with Wu Yaodong's instructions, to the two young fools to make some trips, let them know that the factory without Wu Yaodong can not, did not think that this Qiao secretary of Wu Yaodong did not mention, but instead the spearhead in their own heads. Of course he is not stupid, hurriedly nodded his head to admit his own negligence: "This time is my negligence, Hui less Qiao secretary you see what to do now? If the buttons don't arrive in the afternoon, our two lines will have to stop working, and this order will definitely not be delivered on time. I think it's better to ask Uncle Dong for help first, right?"

Qiao Wen laughed: "Uncle Dong is sick, let him recuperate at home, it's not good to disturb him for this matter." Said waving his hand, "You go back to your workstation, I'll think of a way to get the buttons, you see what other goods may be in short supply in the next two days, a piece of report up."

Supervisor Wang failed to fulfill Wu Yaodong's instructions and left unhappily.

Waiting for the people to leave, Lin Zi Hui said indignantly, "It's nine times out of ten that Wu Yaodong is purposely fixing us." Frowning again, he asked, "What can you do? Are you really going to stop the production line for two days?"

Qiao Wen shrugged his shoulders and laughed unenthusiastically, "Wu Yaodong is just relying on our inexperience, thinking that we don't know anything." He held up the button in his hand and said, "The factory price of one of our ready-made clothes is at most two or three dollars, do you think it is the production of high-end clothing, buttons have to be customized? This kind of button outside the wholesale market a whole lot, as long as similar, you let the driver take this to the market to purchase a few boxes back on the line."

Lin Zi Hui came to a realization and nodded, "Then I'll go there myself."

Jovian laughed and shook his head, "No, just the driver."

Lin Zi Hui was uncertain.

Qiao Wen laughed, "The materials were in short supply and the purchasing supervisor was at his wits' end, but a driver pick easily procured them back to solve the pressing problem. What else do you think this supervisor has to say?"

Lin Zihui again came to a realization and laughed, "Why didn't I think of that?"

Qiao Wen said, "Don't be too happy, Uncle Dong won't just arrange for this to wait for you."

Lin Zi Hui had already put down his big heart at this moment, and said with a smile, "Soldiers will come to the battlefield, with you as the military advisor, let him let his horse come over."

Qiao Wen lost his smile, "Shao Hui, don't put a high hat on me."

In the afternoon just after lunch, the driver carried a trunk full of buttons. Lin Zihui personally watched the warehouse and purchasing people unloading and counting goods, saw Wang Supervisor's face green for a while, feeling very wonderful, and could not help but admire Qiao Wen for a few more points.

He spoke with a smile, "Supervisor Wang, you are the purchasing supervisor, the solid backing of the production line, when you encounter things, you must first think of ways to solve them on your own, you can't always think of bothering Uncle Dong. It's not easy for Uncle Dong to take a sick leave, let's not bother his old man."

Supervisor Wang snapped and answered, watching his subordinates finish counting the goods, and returned to the warehouse with a black face, about to give Wu Yaodong a complaint.

Lin Zi Hui didn't care how he sued, because the various little troubles that followed nearly kept him and Qiao Wen busy.

One moment the warehouse came to report that the goods were not right, and the next moment there was a problem with the materials. All day long, the two people were tossed around enough, but no matter how much trouble they found, Lin Zi Hui insisted on not calling Wu Yaodong for help.

Barely coping with one thing after another, the day's production schedule was in the end much delayed.

On the second day, something even more serious came, a puller reported that his production line because of the aging of the equipment, production efficiency greatly reduced, unable to reach the original production volume, that is to say, three days later, a large order, is bound to be unable to deliver the goods.

In fact, we all know that these people are just under the instruction of Wu Yaodong, to give Lin Zi Hui, the small boss, a downward spiral, so that he knows that the factory can not function properly without Uncle Dong. And the customer also called over to notify, if the delivery is not on schedule, the last payment, will have to be postponed delivery.

The factory was originally not profitable, cash flow is very tight, this tens of thousands of dollars of payment if the extension, I'm afraid that it is difficult to pay wages on time.

This pull the long is a young man less than thirty years old, it is said that his father's generation in the Mingyue factory work, seems to be in the factory is a Lord of the rampage, the workers to him a mouth a "Zhong", clearly is the Mingyue factory in a hegemony, I'm afraid that Wu Yaodong is also a good knife. His attitude is arrogant, and he looks as if there is nothing I can do about it, so you should go to Uncle Dong to find a solution.

And he just happened to be one of the ones who had been called forward by Jovan at the meeting that day.

Knowing what's going on, but no evidence, can only watch the production line stop working. The first time on the social Lin Zihui, and angry and frustrated, and even ate a lot less refreshments.

Qiao Wen was not in a hurry, it was just that following the tossing and turning was indeed a bit tiring, and this body of his was about to be a bit unable to withstand it.

After lunch, he was half lying on the office sofa to take a nap. Seeing his pale face, an overworked look, Lin Zi Hui revealed a twelve-minute apology and said, "Ah Wen, I didn't expect things to be so troublesome at the factory. My Abba asked me to come and exercise, I thought I was here to be the boss and everyone would listen to me, but I didn't know it was like this."

Qiao Wen curled his lips and smiled, ''If I didn't know that I would encounter these things, I'm afraid that your dad wouldn't have let you come to Mingyue Factory. If I'm not mistaken, your father actually wanted to deal with Uncle Dong for a long time, but it's just that he's not good enough to do it himself. Moreover, over the years, Mingyue Factory has always been managed by Uncle Dong, so I'm afraid that the factory won't be able to operate normally once he leaves. Trouble after trouble in the past two days, he is just trying to make us recognize this fact."

Nowadays, although Lin Zi Hui is still an uninitiated scholar, he has his own backbone and temper, and said indignantly, "The big deal is to fight with him to the end, I'd like to see him toss and turn until when."

Qiao Wen said with a smile, "We came to the factory to work and make money, not to fight with an old thing." He paused, "It doesn't matter what Uncle Dong wants to do, there are more than three hundred people in the factory, except for a few management who have been with him for many years, they will stand on his side unconditionally. Most of the workers are just trying to get a wage to support their families, in the end it doesn't matter who is the boss, as long as we fight these people over, we will have won."

Lin Zihui's eyes widened, "You have a solution?"

Qiaowen said absently, "Go ask your Abba for a retirement check from Uncle Tung, if nothing else, it'll come in handy tomorrow."

Lin Zihui's eyes widened in disbelief, "Retirement? So soon?"

Jovian smiled and nodded.

Lin Zi Hui's dejected eyes suddenly came to life, coming up to him and asking curiously, "What are you going to do?"

Jovian sat up and gave him a brief rundown of his plan in a low voice.

Lin Zihui said, "Will something happen? I don't think that Ah Zhong is someone to be messed with, those workers under him are obedient to him. We're just the two of us plus a driver, in case ......"

Qiao Wen laughed and said, "To do this, of course we have to be prepared, you forget I have Nan, just let him help."

"Nan?"

Jovian nodded, "So we can rest assured..."

Lin Zi Hui saw his look of certainty, but also put down his heart, only ready to go after work to find his dad to ask for a check.

He has been fed up with these two days, at least a young proprietor, was a factory manager so manipulated, is really angry with the rice are less eat two bowls.

The next morning, the workers of the Bright Moon Factory went to work and found that the factory gate, was clearly posted with a recruitment notice. And there were already more than twenty young people lined up in the courtyard to apply for the job.

Young Secretary Joe handed out a sign-up sheet to each person, then told the handsome young man who headed it off, to lead the way to the conference room and wait.

This handsome youth was of course no one else but Chen Canaan.

Qiao Wen asked him to bring twenty brothers to come to the Mingyue Factory to put on a play to help a little bit, he did not even ask, and in the morning, he directly summoned the brothers under Zhao Ah Si, and came to the factory in a great way.

They went to the conference room while Lin Zi Hui used the radio to call all the employees to the playground for a meeting.

Young Master Hui wore a black suit today, took off his glasses, and his hair was neatly combed with hair wax, giving him a rare bit of majesty compared to his usual days.

Today, this is a tough battle, for Lin Zi Hui, to say that it is false not to be nervous, but the rest of the light fell on the side of the calm and relaxed Qiao Wen, his nervousness immediately subsided a few points.

Obviously the other party is only an eighteen year old teenager, but it always makes him feel that there is a kind of wisdom and calmness from beyond his age, which makes him feel very at ease.

Jovian nodded at him.

Lin Zihui would understand, clear his throat, and begin his prepared speech.

"I've called you all to a meeting today to make a couple of big announcements."

In the past two days, the small boss had been screwed over, and the employees had seen it in their eyes, so they had taken him even further out of their sight. Especially the wave of prickly workers led by Ah Zhong, standing dangling at the back of the line, clearly wanting to see him laugh.

Jovian scanned the crowd, circling a few key figures in his mind.

Lin Zihui's voice sank a few points, "A factory is a place to work, but the way many of you have behaved over the past two days makes me suspect that you're not here to work seriously. Next, I will eliminate you in batches based on your individual work performance. Today is the first batch, a total of twenty people, I have already recruited the new employees who will fill in the positions, including the purchasing warehouse managers and garment workers, they are all skilled, they are now in the conference room waiting to get to work, as you should have seen."

This time, most people began to get serious. Although the treatment in the Mingyue Factory was not good, but it was better than being secure, and most of them were employees who had been doing this for many years, so no one could accept the fate of being dismissed at once.

Ah Zhong really couldn't help himself and said in a loud voice, "Mr. Hui, you say dismissal is dismissal? You should at least wait for Uncle Tung to come before making a decision, right?"

Lin Zi Hui said, "By virtue of me being the boss, of course I can fire when I say so, is it possible that I need Uncle Dong's consent to do so?"

Tadashi snorted, clearly unimpressed by his words.

Lin Zihui gestured toward Qiao Wen and said, "Secretary Qiao, how about announcing the list of dismissals?"

Qiaowen nodded and spread out the paper in his hand, "Based on the performance of the employees in the past few days, the next twenty are the first batch of the dismissal list ......"

He read off one name after another, from Supervisor Wang and Ah Zhong, the puller, down to the ordinary workers. Although the positions were different, they had one thing in common, they were all people who had directly caused trouble in the past few days.

After the announcement was made, Jovan added, "Okay, those whose names were not read, you may return to your stations and begin your work."

"Wait!" Ah Zhong reached out to stop the people who were ready to leave, and walked forward unhurriedly, with a winking smile at the corner of his mouth, "Young Boss Fai, we have all worked at Mingyue Factory for many years, and we have done hard work without any merit, and this time you come here, you just dismiss us. Although you are the young boss, but this is not the way to do things, right? None of us will leave without Uncle Dong giving the word, if you don't take back this decision, the factory won't be able to start today."

After he finished, he turned to the workers behind him, "Listen up everyone, we've been at Mingyue Factory for so many years, Mingyue Factory is our home. Hui Shao is the boss, we can't compare, but we are also human beings, we are not trash to be thrown away at will, today he can fire us, tomorrow it will be you guys, we all only have to be of one mind in order to not be bullied at will."

It had to be said that this Brother Ah Zhong was quite capable of instigating a few things, and with these words, the workers who were originally ready to leave, stopped in their tracks.

Qiao Wen hooked the corner of his mouth and said, ''Everyone has misunderstood, Young Hui isn't trying to bully anyone. Many people have also seen it. Who is the one being bullied these two days. The Bright Moon Factory has low benefits nowadays, the treatment is really not considered good, if they didn't have to support their families, I think many people would have left long ago. Young Master Hui came to the factory with the intention of revitalizing Mingyue Factory, hoping that all the employees would have higher incomes and a better life." He paused before continuing, "In order to increase everyone's motivation to work, Young Master Hui has decided that from this month onwards, all employees' salaries will be increased by fifty dollars on top of the original. Starting today, on the premise of sufficient orders, all garment workers, after completing the day's quantity, will be subsidized by one dollar for each additional piece processed."

After all, Mingyue factory was once also brilliant for a while, the order is actually not a lack of, just thin profits, these years Wu Yaodong focus on fishing for their own oil, feed themselves full of fat, simply did not continue to develop business, only to lead to the whole factory to die.

The workers were all from the lower class, just trying to earn a paycheck to get by, and for most of them, whoever paid the money was the boss. Fifty dollars could feed an average person's family for several days, which was by no means a small amount, not to mention the extra cost of overtime.

This is certainly a great temptation.

As expected, there was a rustling and stupidity as the crowd prepared to return to their workstations to make a few more dresses today and earn a few more dollars.

Seeing the situation, Ah Zhong's face changed drastically, and with a wink toward a few of his men, he snapped, "I'd like to see who dares to leave?"

A dozen or so strong workers walked up to the line and blocked the way out.

Although these people didn't dare to do anything to Lin Zihui, they were really arrogant. Ah Zhong has been the king of the factory for a long time, and the workers are obviously all afraid of him, and when he threatened with his words, no one dared to move again, and they could only stand their ground and wait and see what would happen.

Qiao Wen walked up nonchalantly and said to Ah Zhong with a smile, "Brother Ah Zhong, are you trying to cause a mutiny?"

Ah Zhong sneered and said, "There are still workers who take to the streets to strike, I'm just fighting for everyone's rights."

Jovian shook his head, "No, you're clearly undermining everyone else."

Ah Zhong looked at the secretary in front of him, who could only be called a teenager, clearly a pale and soft to the point of being unbeatable, but the gaze he looked at himself clearly carried undisguised disdain and contempt.

It made an almost angry wave of humiliation well up in him.

Qiao Wen hooked the corner of his mouth and said word for word, "Ah Zhong, let me remind you once again, you've been fired, so I'll be bothering you and the other people who have been fired to leave immediately. The paychecks that have yet to be settled will be sent out to you by the accountant at that time."

Ah Zhong didn't dare to do anything to the small boss Lin Zi Hui, but he had nothing to fear from Secretary Qiao, and he was certain that this morning's episode was the work of this small secretary.

His eyes glazed over and he snapped, reaching out and grabbing Qiao Wen's shirt collar, "Secretary Qiao, I don't think you're clear on whose turf this is?"

"Of course it's Young Hui's territory!" Qiao Wen still had a cloudy face, clearly not putting this person in his eyes at all.

Seeing that this Ah Zhong actually made a move, Lin Zi Hui was so frightened that he was about to go forward to free Qiao Wen, only for another figure to be even faster than him, almost like a bolt of lightning, leaping out violently from the side.

"Servant Street! Dare to touch my brother, I'll kill you!"

Only hearing a roar, before Ah Zhong could react, his entire body had already been swung two meters away by this leaping figure.

This godforsaken violent man is naturally Chen Canaan.

Not waiting for Ah Zhong to climb up, Chen Canaan stepped forward again to stop the man with a reverse shear.

In everyone's stunned gazes, followed by the group of young men who had applied for the job earlier, suddenly rushed over and tangled with the few prickly workers under Ah Jian.

The courtyard was abuzz with activity.

Jovian rubbed his neck and breathed a sigh of relief, taking a slight step back.

The workers, who were not sure of the reason, were also scared and dodged to the side.

Zhao A Si's brothers are no longer useless, in the matter of fighting and brawling that is also a professional player, these main job as a laborer and side business to cause trouble workers, completely and they are not at the same level.

A few troublemakers were quickly chased and beaten by this group of Triad 4-9ers.

As for the factory little bully Ah Zhong in Chen Canaan's hands, from the moment he was backscissored, he no longer had half the power to fight back, half-kneeling on the ground with his eyes wide open in anger and howling, "What kind of people are you?"

Chen Canaan slapped him on the top of his head a few times without any good humor and said in a vicious voice, "Of course it's Hui Shao's people, you servant street are really living out of your mind, how dare you make a move on my brother."

The strength of his hand is able to slap a person unconscious, Ah Zhong immediately pain in the eyes of the gold star cursing nonsense.

Qiao Wen was afraid that he would beat the man out of his mind, and voiced a reminder, "Brother Nan, almost there."

Chen Canaan hadn't exerted much force, and when he heard that, he stopped his beating, raised his hand again and pointed toward the others who were restrained, and said viciously, "Whose territory is this, and do you still want me to repeat myself, I'd like to see who still dares to make trouble!"

True to form, he had the potential to be a great villain, and his fierce aura at this point almost immediately shocked everyone.

The entire Mingyue Factory had already seen that these people weren't just some recruited new employees, and that nine times out of ten, they were from the Triad. Only then did they realize that Lin Zi Hui wasn't simply an honest scholar.

Having first gotten the sweet date of a pay raise, and now seeing the big stick being wielded, the workers no longer had any other thoughts, not to mention not daring to underestimate Lin Zi Hui and Secretary Qiao, and only wanted to hurry back to work well and earn today's overtime pay. Many people are even secretly glad that they didn't follow Ah Zhong to fool around.

Qiao Wen raised his hand and said, "Everyone go to work, work well, Hui Shao won't treat you all badly."

Without anyone to stop them, the crowd fled back to the plant almost as if they were birds and beasts.

Lin Zihui experienced this battle for the first time, although he did not see blood, but he was also quite a bit of heartbeat. Seeing the situation stabilized, he stepped forward, put on a serious face, and said coldly to Ah Zhong: "If you want to cause trouble in the future, first weigh your own weight, Mingyue Factory is not a place for you to act wildly."

A Zhong, who was clipped back by Chen Canaan, spat, "The east family does not fight the west family, Hui Shao, you can listen well, I people in the Mingyue Factory will still give you a little bit of face, when I leave here, you can not be my boss, in the future, you beware of yourself."

This man is clearly pissed off and is waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.

Lin Zi Hui furrowed his brows, and before he could say anything, Chen Canaan had already kicked the man over, and bent down to pick up his collar again, smiling sorrowfully, "Big brother, who do you want to beware of? Mr. Hui or Secretary Qiao? Why don't you go and inquire about Kowloon Walled City and Xing Society first."

Ah Zhong's face changed drastically, "You're from the Wo Xing Society?"