Mr. Han, please don't be too proud

The driver didn't want to say it, but when he saw Han Xusheng took two steps closer to him, he couldn't help feeling scared.

He subconsciously hugged his legs and shrank back, and murmured: "It was Manager Zhao of this project who called me last night and told me that I must come early this morning to load the truck and pull away all the scaffolding on the construction site." .”

"Manager Zhao?" Han Xusheng thought for a moment that the manager of this project was indeed named Zhao Baoli, and he should be the only person named Zhao. Could it be him?

"That's right, that's right, it's Manager Zhao. He also said that if he pulls both cars away before noon, he will pay me twice the shipping fee." The driver continued.

Han Xusheng frowned involuntarily when he heard this, there was obviously something wrong with it, and he had to pay double the shipping fee to get the things out before he came in the afternoon, there must be something tricky about it.

He turned his head to look at the scaffolding on the big truck behind him, and said to Biancheng, "Go get the next one and show me."

Biancheng nodded and was about to get on the car. The big truck driver hurriedly got up and stopped him, "Brother, I have already tied the scaffolding to the car. If you do this, I will have to waste a lot of time. I'm afraid I will pull it in the morning." It's not over."

As a truck driver, work is the most important thing, and he has a family that counts on him to earn money to support him.

Bian Cheng smiled at him, "Don't worry, if I check that there is no problem, I will let you go right away. If there is a problem, you don't have to wait. Manager Zhao will pay you the shipping fee."

The truck driver was very happy when he heard it. Anyway, he would get paid for pulling it away, so why not do it, besides, if he didn't pull it, he would save gas money and time.

But he thought about it again, "Who are you? What if you speak so loudly, what if it doesn't count?"

Bian Cheng patted him on the shoulder and said to him: "Brother, the man behind is President Han, the head of the Han family. Do you think it will count if he says it?"

The truck driver slapped his head fiercely, "I said just now that I saw him so familiar, it turned out to be the prince, so what, I'll get one for you."

As he spoke, he dragged his fat body and climbed neatly into the car, pulled out two scaffolding brackets from a relatively loose place to buckle the rings, and handed them to the border town under the car.

The border town was quickly handed over to Han Xusheng.

Han Xusheng weighed it with his hand, and then knocked on the iron rod with the buckle. The sound he made was a bit wrong. Good-quality scaffolding would use more materials than this, so it would naturally sink together. It's much lighter, and the sound is not right, and the texture is brittle when you hear it.

He knocked the buckle hard on the scaffolding, but he didn't expect the buckle to snap in two.

His brows suddenly twisted into a Sichuan character. The people under his hands were actually playing with him. What he hates the most is shoddy. Questions, there will be heavy losses, his eyes narrowed, full of anger and danger.

This scene was also seen by the truck driver, and he couldn't help being very angry, "I'm going, this f*ck is making fun of the workers' lives. If such scaffolding is used for high-altitude operations, people will definitely die."

Bian Cheng stepped forward and said, "President, I will ask Zhao Dingli to come to the scene now."

Han Xusheng nodded slightly, "Notify all personnel related to the Nancheng project to come here for a meeting. The timer is 15 minutes. Anyone who is late will be dismissed immediately."

As soon as Biancheng heard this, he immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a notice in the Nancheng project work group, "There will be a meeting at the gate of the Nancheng project within 15 minutes, and those who arrive late will be dismissed immediately!!!"

In the morning, all the supervisors and managers are used to reading the information in the work group. Han has a habit of announcing important things in the morning unless there are special circumstances.

As soon as everyone saw this message, they immediately became nervous. Bian Cheng is the most powerful assistant to the president. His orders should be equivalent to those of the president. Didn’t they say that the president will come to the project in the afternoon? Could it be that Secretary Bian has something to do? Are you having a meeting now?
With a lot of doubts, some of the executives were drinking tea, and quickly put down their cups and rushed to the gate of the project.

When Zhao Baoli saw the message, he couldn't help but thumped in his heart. He knew that there were still tails on the construction site that hadn't been cleaned up, so he broke out in a cold sweat.

Terrified, he quickly ran towards the door of the project.

More than [-] managers arrived at the gate of the project one after another. When they saw the president standing solemnly at the gate of the project with his hands behind his back, they couldn't help but gasped. Why, why did the president come this morning?"

A slightly bolder man muttered in a low voice, while the others didn't dare to speak at all, and stood with their heads down.

"Sorry, I'm late!" Zhao Baoli came trotting all the way. This journey was really a challenge for him who hadn't exercised all year round. He wiped the sweat that was almost running down his eyes, and quickly stood still in front of Han Xusheng. In front of him, said in a low voice.

"Biancheng, see if the time is up?"

Han Xusheng still stood with his hands behind his back, without giving Zhao Baoli a look.

Bian Cheng glanced at the time, "President, it's exactly 15 minutes."

"Start counting the number of people."

After receiving the order, Biancheng turned around and said to everyone: "Now roll call, Zhao Baoli..."

Biancheng checked the names on the list, and a lot of them all arrived. It seems that everyone is afraid of being fired. Compared with other companies in the same industry, Han's salary is nearly one-third higher, and the benefits Well, there are many holidays, and these people are reluctant to part with this golden job.

"President, everyone is here!" Bian Cheng stepped aside after reporting.

Han Xusheng glanced at everyone one by one, and said coldly: "Now that everyone is here, let's start today's meeting. You are all old people in the construction industry, and you should be able to distinguish the quality of scaffolding. "

"meeting!"

"meeting!"

……

Everyone replied one after another. Han Xusheng pointed to the whole truckload of scaffolding behind him, and said softly: "Since you know how to do it, everyone can identify the quality of this batch of scaffolding by yourself."

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, why don't you understand the reason? On the construction site, Zhao Baoli alone has the final say, and he alone has the final say when all kinds of materials enter the site. Needless to say, I know him It must be due to the kickbacks that they would use the scaffolding to replace it with a second one. Nancheng's project is huge, and the kickbacks for these scaffoldings alone are not a small sum of money.

The president gave the order, and they didn't dare to disobey. They walked up to the scaffolding on the ground alone, and saw that there was something unclear about the cracked buckle. The quality of this batch was quite poor.

Both the fracture surface and the iron are gray. At first glance, the toughness is not enough, and it is easy to break and other phenomena. It is inevitable that accidents will cause casualties.

More than [-] people looked at each other, everyone's heart was like a mirror, except for Zhao Baoli, the rest of them sighed in their hearts at most. This is simply a joke about the lives of workers. It has a very bad influence.

Zhao Baoli's calves were weak, he was indeed shoddy for kickbacks, cold sweat flowed out from his cheeks, although it was a sunny day, but there was a gust of cold wind blowing through his heart.

"Have you finished reading it?" Han Xusheng's face was so dark that he almost caught up with the contractor, his sharp eyes swept over everyone, and he asked coldly.

Everyone nodded one after another, not daring to vent their anger.

"Anyone who is involved in this matter, stand up and explain to me." Han Xusheng stood with his hands behind his back, and the tall figure made everyone feel a little terrified.

Originally, the materials on this project were checked by people above the level of three managers, but now that such a big problem happened, and the big boss personally bumped into it, these three people were inseparable.

At the beginning, the crowd was deadly quiet, and it seemed that a needle could be heard. After about a minute or so, a man wearing glasses who was in charge of purchasing squeezed out from the crowd.

"President, I am also responsible for this matter. I should be responsible for contacting the purchase and leasing matters, but Manager Zhao is in charge of it alone, and I can't get involved at all. However, I did not report it in time due to his power. Punishment."

This young man wearing glasses is an engineer who has just graduated three years ago. He has long been disgusted with these unhealthy tendencies in the society, but Zhao Baoli is his immediate boss. He reported it but was severely warned once. In the end, he He didn't have the courage to stand up and expose him again, but he was very righteous and didn't take the extra "red envelope" given by Zhao Baoli, so he was very excluded by Zhao Baoli in his work unit.

After he was removed, many of the other people knew the inside story, but no one else stood up and said anything.

"Okay! Very good, what's your name?" Han Xusheng asked sideways.

"My name is Mao Jianfeng." The young man pushed down the frame of his glasses. He knew that his position might be lost today, but he still stood up. Responsibility.

"Aren't you afraid of losing your job?" Han Xusheng asked him, his eyes kept looking at him.

Mao Jianfeng nodded, "I'm afraid, my family is from the countryside. It's not easy to find a job in the city, but you can't live without your conscience, or you won't be able to sleep well."

As he said that, he took off the badge and handed it to Biancheng, "I can leave, and I request the company not to use the name of expulsion. I don't want to have a stain on my resume, and I will never make the same mistake in the future."

His words were very sincere, and Han Xusheng's eyes flashed a glint of approval, and he approached him two steps and asked, "Did you get any extra red envelopes?"

Mao Jianfeng shook his head vigorously, "No, I would have felt guilty if I didn't report it, and I definitely wouldn't take money that shouldn't be taken."