Showdown, I'm the boss of Tianting

Chapter 42 Asking for salary, the role of mana
Lin Xiaoxi immediately closed the canteen temporarily and walked out.

The most urgent task now is to find some employees for the commissary.

In order to prevent some secrets in the canteen from being exposed, he had to find some reliable talents himself.

There is no way, people like adventure and novelty nowadays, if they really find out that there are so many secrets in his canteen, they will naturally scramble to come over to explore the secrets.

How does his canteen operate?

Although ordinary people can't help him anymore, he is also afraid that the people above will stare at the canteen.

This is troublesome.

Lin Xiaoxi searched the talent recruitment market with her mobile phone, and decided to walk there.

The reason why he didn't use teleportation was entirely because he was only a little bit away from breaking through.

And walking, cycling and other travel methods can increase mana, which is conducive to his improvement!

It’s too ostentatious to drive a sports car to the talent recruitment market, so it’s better to walk.

Lin Xiaoxi followed the navigation instructions and quickly walked two streets. At this moment, he suddenly heard a burst of crying.

Following the cry, he saw a group of people gathered in front of a company.

Judging from the clothes of those people, they must be migrant workers.

"You have made so much money from us part-time workers, so you can't even pay us wages? It's been a year, can you give us your wages?"

"Boss, where is the boss? Hurry up and give me my salary, my whole family is waiting for me to support me!"

"Yeah! I beg of you! Be kind to migrant workers, it's not easy to make money!"

"This is our hard-earned money, let us go in, the boss must be in the company, right?"

"Please, let us meet the boss, we must get our wages. This is all our hard-earned money!"

"My daughter-in-law is seriously ill and is still lying in the hospital. She is just waiting for the money, and my daughter is going to school. I will kneel down for you, can you give me the money?"

……

A group of migrant workers cried and shouted to a man with a beer belly in a suit and leather shoes.

It seems that this beer belly man is in charge.

"Come on, you guys, don't make me cry. I'm telling you, there's no way you can get paid!"

The beer-bellied man pushed the migrant worker at the front arrogantly.

The migrant worker had dark skin and a thin body. He fell to the ground immediately after being pushed like this.

But even so, he got up quickly, rushed over, and hugged the beer belly man's leg.

"Please, send us the wages! My daughter-in-law's illness cannot be delayed."

The migrant workers looked pitifully at the beer-bellied man. He was dressed in shabby clothes, and the total cost of his outfit was estimated to be no more than 200 yuan.

But such migrant workers did not arouse the sympathy of beer belly men.

The man with a beer belly kicked the migrant workers away and cursed, "Fuck you! What the hell is your daughter-in-law dead or alive? It's none of my business? It's not the wife of labor management. If you keep yelling, labor management will ask the security guards to drive you away. of!"

"Lao and management put their words here, if you want to make trouble again, don't blame labor and management for being rude!"

The beer belly man looked at these migrant workers viciously.

Witnessing this scene, Lin Xiaoxi laughed angrily.

Unexpectedly, at this time, there is still the problem of migrant workers getting paid, and the management is so confident that they will not pay.

"You're really good at it, you're still so justified in owing the hard-earned money owed to migrant workers!"

Lin Xiaoxi walked over quickly, feeling aggrieved in her heart.

"Who are you? Don't meddle in your own business here!" the beer belly man said stiffly.

The debt is really justified!

"Don't care who I am, the law does not allow you to squeeze these migrant workers! Send wages to migrant workers!"

Of course Lin Xiaoxi knew that these words would not have any effect.

If it really worked, migrant workers wouldn't have to come over again and again to ask for their bills.

really!

The man with the beer belly still had his nostrils upturned, looking menacing.

"Oh, squeeze? Is there any evidence?" The beer belly man looked at these migrant workers with disdain, "Give these migrant workers ten courage, and these migrant workers dare not sue labor management!"

"Really? You mean you don't plan to give hard-earned money to migrant workers, right?"

Lin Xiaoxi stared at the beer belly man.

"Our company's benefits to employees are all paid on time. These migrant workers came to touch porcelain, and the labor and management gave a fart! If you don't believe me, ask these migrant workers, do they have a contract? Is there any evidence that these migrant workers are here? Labor and management have worked?"

The man with a beer belly was triumphant, looking like a villain.

The migrant workers were all very angry, but there was nothing they could do about this beer-bellied man.

"You are so despicable! You are bullying us poor and uneducated people! We don't have a contract, but we have other evidence! I will not let you evil beasts succeed!"

The migrant worker in the lead looked at the beer belly man angrily, his eyes turned red.

Although he looks skinny, he is the most courageous one at this moment.

"Other evidence? You guys are really particular about blackmailing people. You can arrange some evidence for blackmailing people. Labor and management want to see, what evidence do you have!"

The beer belly man looked at the leading migrant worker with a sarcasm, trying to push the migrant worker away again.

But this time, the migrant worker was not pushed away like last time.

The migrant worker didn't know where the strength came from, so he stood there steadily. No matter how hard the beer belly man exerted, he didn't move a muscle.

Lin Xiaoxi smiled slightly, with a confident glow on his face.

Suddenly he had an idea.

"There is evidence! Didn't the migrant worker brothers sign a contract with you? Isn't this the evidence?" Lin Xiaoxi looked at the beer belly man with a smile, and silently took out the recording pen from his backpack.

"With us? What does the contract they signed with that guy named Yu have to do with our creative manpower?"

The man with the beer belly obviously didn't know that Lin Xiaoxi had dug a hole for him on purpose, and he still had a proud expression on his face, and Lin Xiaoxi certainly knew what this guy was proud of.

"You are talking nonsense! We signed the contract here at that time, you forged information, tricked us into thinking that you are Gayu Culture, you lied to us!"

The young migrant worker clenched his fists in anger.

The migrant workers behind them were also very angry. If this young man hadn't stopped him, they would have rushed to beat the beer belly man.

"Don't worry, brothers. Take out the contract and take a good look!" Lin Xiaoxi said with a smile.

"Contract? Cut, are you fooling us with a fake contract?" the man with a beer belly said disdainfully.

A bunch of idiots, really have no culture at all, but anyone who checks this company will know that there is a problem with the contract.

The results of it?
Sign as soon as you say it, you deserve to be cheated by them!
Lin Xiaoxi's words seemed to convince the migrant workers very much.

The migrant workers hesitated for a moment, then took out the folded contracts in their pockets.

Seeing Party A's company, the migrant workers were dumbfounded.

When they came back to their senses, the migrant workers were overjoyed and showed the contracts to the men with beer bellies.

"Impossible! Our company obviously didn't sign with you in this way, it is impossible for you to ask us for salary..."

The man with a beer belly looked at these contracts close at hand as if he had seen a ghost, and suddenly "missed" his mouth.

After verifying the authenticity of the contract, the beer-bellied man turned pale.

what happened?

Their company obviously asked migrant workers to sign fake contracts!

(End of this chapter)