Rebirth of Bloody Romance

The afternoon sun lazily poured into Deputy Director Shang's office, and the golden light danced on the floor, as if trying to break the dull atmosphere in the room, but in vain.

Shang Zhipeng had just picked up the phone and had no time to say a word when a deafening roar came from the other end of the phone.

"Shang Zhipeng, you are so brave! How dare you bully my Minjie? Don't you want to work in the Woolen Textile Factory No. 3?" The sharp and piercing female voice was like a sharp arrow, piercing the air mercilessly and hitting Shang Zhipeng's eardrum directly.

Shang Zhipeng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained, "Sister Duan, please don't get excited. Things are not as you think..."

However, before Deputy Director Shang could finish his words, he was interrupted by Sister Duan's even higher and sharper voice. "Stop talking nonsense! I tell you, no one has ever dared to treat my Minjie like this. Who do you think you are?" Sister Duan's tone became more and more fierce, as if she was going to shatter the microphone in the next second.

Just when Shang Zhipeng was feeling overwhelmed and at a loss, Zhong Yuemin, who was standing by, could no longer bear to watch. He frowned, reached out his hand without hesitation, and snatched the phone from Shang Zhipeng's hand.

"What's the matter? From what you said, could it be that the Third Woolen Textile Factory belongs to you?" Zhong Yuemin's voice was steady and powerful, like a stream of clear water pouring into this chaotic vortex, carrying an irresistible force.

"Who am I? Who are you? How dare you meddle in our family's affairs? Do you still want to continue doing this?" Sister Duan's voice was sharp and harsh, full of disdain and provocation, as if she was the one in charge here.

Facing Sister Duan's questioning, Zhong Yuemin just smiled and did not flinch or show any fear. He thought: This woman is really unreasonable!

"Haha... yours? You're such a joke. When did the Third Woolen Mill become your family's property? Are you encroaching on state-owned assets? Do you know that? Just based on what you said, your family is finished. I'm telling you, this is not a vegetable market, and it's certainly not a place where you can throw a tantrum as you please."

However, Sister Duan did not restrain her attitude because of Zhong Yuemin's response. On the contrary, her voice became even more arrogant.

"It's mine, so what? Who do you think you are? How dare you talk back to me? Don't you want to do this anymore?" There was an overbearing attitude in her tone, as if she thought she had absolute advantage.

Zhong Yuemin almost laughed out loud at what Sister Duan said, but at the same time he felt helpless. He really couldn't imagine that there were such unreasonable people in the world, who were even more difficult to deal with than those fierce women in the countryside.

"Okay, since you said that, I really don't want to work today! What can you do to me? If you have the guts, make me pack up and leave immediately, otherwise just shut your mouth and avoid causing trouble for your family." Zhong Yuemin responded without showing any weakness. He decided not to tolerate such rude behavior anymore.

The other party was shocked by Zhong Yuemin's momentum. She had never expected that this young man would be so tough and strong-willed. There was a hint of surprise and anger in her voice. "You dare to threaten me? Humph, I tell you, you'd better pack up and leave!"

Zhong Yuemin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and revealed a sneer. "Okay, I'd like to see what tricks you can come up with. But I advise you to hurry up and don't waste my precious time. I'm in a hurry to go home for dinner." Before he finished speaking, Zhong Yuemin decisively hung up the phone.

Then, Zhong Yuemin turned around, faced Shang Zhipeng, and said calmly, "For this kind of person, you don't need to care about her at all. Just focus on doing your own job well."

Shang Zhipeng nodded gratefully. He knew very well that Zhong Yuemin's action was to support and encourage him.

However, Shang Zhipeng still had some concerns in his heart, and he couldn't help asking, "Director Zhong, is it really okay to do this? After all, the other party is..."

Zhong Yuemin patted Shang Zhipeng on the shoulder and comforted him. "Don't be afraid. I will take care of any problems. I may not be here often, but as long as you follow my instructions, you don't have to pay attention to other unimportant people or things."

The sun shines through the sparse clouds and shines on the dilapidated factory building, adding a bit of vitality to this long-silent building. However, under this seemingly calm appearance, there is an unknown undercurrent.

Deputy Director Shang stood by the window, looking into the distance with a frown on his face. He turned around and faced the new director Zhong Yuemin, shaking his head helplessly with a wry smile on his face.

"Director Zhong, there is something I need to tell you in advance." Deputy Director Shang took a deep breath and said slowly. "Zhang Minjie's uncle is Deputy Director Zhang. He has considerable influence in the factory. I'm afraid he will not let you go if you take office this time."

Zhong Yuemin raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. He looked around, as if looking for the deputy director Zhang whom he had never met.

"Deputy Director Zhang? This person doesn't seem to be among the people you introduced to me just now?" Zhong Yuemin asked in confusion.

Deputy Director Shang nodded and explained, "Deputy Director Zhang didn't come today. He has a strange temper and likes to be alone. However, his influence in the factory cannot be underestimated."

Zhong Yuemin pondered for a moment and asked in a deep voice, "Didn't come? I just took office today. Deputy Director Zhang didn't come. Do you have any opinion about me?"

Deputy Director Shang quickly waved his hands and explained, "No, Director Zhong. Deputy Director Zhang must have been delayed by something. However, he is a stubborn person. Once he makes up his mind about something, it is difficult for him to change his mind. I am worried that he will cause some obstacles to your work."

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, and patted Deputy Director Shang on the shoulder. "Deputy Director Shang, thank you for your reminder. I hope Deputy Director Zhang is a smart man, otherwise..."

In the production workshop, the roar of the machines has disappeared, replaced by the angry discussions of the workers. Director Liu was surrounded by a group of female workers, as if he had become an isolated island. His face was full of helplessness, and he tried to explain, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the noise of the crowd.

"Director Liu, why are you asking us to stop production?" A female worker was the first to speak out. Her voice was sharp and powerful, like a blade piercing the air.

"Yes! Why do you want us to stop production?" Other female workers echoed, their voices rising one after another like surging waves.

Director Liu wiped the sweat from his forehead and tried to make his voice sound calm and firm. "This is an order from our new factory director, and I am just following his orders."

However, this statement did not calm the workers' anger. Instead, it was like a lit fuse, triggering a bigger explosion.

"Sisters, let's go to the new factory manager and ask for an explanation!" A tall female worker stood up. Her voice was so powerful that it seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles.

"Why do you want us to stop working? When can we get our wages?" Her voice echoed in the empty workshop, and every word was like a hammer hitting the workers' hearts.

"Yes, we haven't received our salary for three months. When will we receive it?" Other female workers responded one after another, their voices merging into a surging torrent.

"Can we still celebrate the New Year?" someone else shouted, with a hint of trembling and despair in his voice.

Director Liu stood at the edge of the crowd, observing everything in front of him with complicated eyes. He knew that these female workers were the backbone of their families, and their wages were the key to maintaining family life. Now, the suspension of work and delayed salary have put them in a difficult situation, and the helplessness and guilt in his heart surged like a tide.

Originally, it was just the female workers in one workshop, but as time went on, the flow of people became larger and larger. At first, it was just one workshop, then workers from two workshops, three workshops, four workshops, and more people joined in. They gathered together to form a huge team with great momentum.

Luo Jianjun is the head of the factory's security department. After seeing this, he immediately realized the seriousness of the situation. He knew that the workers' demands were reasonable, but the factory's current situation could not immediately meet their demands. So he quickly called the security department to maintain order and prevent the situation from escalating further.

A standoff broke out between the two sides. On one side were the angry workers, who were emotional and demanding reasonable explanations and solutions; on the other side were the security personnel, who were serious and calm, trying to maintain order on the scene.

Director Liu knew that this confrontation could not last too long and he had to find a solution as soon as possible, so he quickly went to find the new factory director Zhong Yuemin.

Director Liu rushed into Deputy Director Shang's office anxiously and pushed the door open with a loud bang. He shouted breathlessly, "Director Zhong, it's bad, it's bad!"

Zhong Yuemin was talking in a low voice with Deputy Factory Director Shang, and was startled by the sudden voice. He raised his head, frowned, looked at Director Liu who looked anxious, and asked, "Director Liu, what's going on? Why are you so anxious?"

Director Liu didn't have time to catch his breath and spoke quickly. "Director Zhong, the workers are dissatisfied with the notice of suspension of work and are now confronting the security department! The situation is very tense, you have to go and take a look."

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin's face instantly turned serious. He knew that the workers' emotions could not be ignored, otherwise it might cause bigger problems. He immediately stood up and walked out quickly.

Director Liu and Deputy Director Shang saw this and hurried to catch up. But Zhong Yuemin's pace was so fast that they could hardly keep up. The three of them hurriedly crossed the corridor and rushed to where the workers gathered.

Along the way, Zhong Yuemin's brain was working fast, thinking about how to properly resolve this conflict. He knew that this was not only related to the order of the factory, but also to the interests and future of the workers. He had to calm down the storm as soon as possible, but was this sudden incident an accident or man-made?

Zhong Yuemin swept through the crowd like a gust of wind and quickly arrived at the center of the confrontation between the two sides.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense and the workers were emotional. Both sides were pushing and shoving, and the situation was on the verge of breaking out.

However, at this critical moment, Zhong Yuemin shouted loudly, shaking everyone's hearts like thunder.

"Stop it, Luo Jianjun, take your men back!" Zhong Yuemin's voice was loud and firm, like a lion roaring, instantly stunning everyone at the scene.

Zhong Yuemin's tall figure looked particularly majestic in the sun, and his eyes revealed unquestionable majesty.

The workers stopped what they were doing and looked at the mysterious man who suddenly appeared. Someone whispered, "Is this Director Zhong? I heard he's very powerful."

Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then said loudly, "I am Zhong Yuemin. We can talk it out if there is anything. Your endless arguments will only make the problem more complicated."

"Director Zhong, why do we have to stop work?" a female worker asked loudly.

"Director Zhong, when can we get our wages?" another female worker asked.

The female workers were chattering, and the noisy voices rose and fell like a surging tide. Everyone was talking endlessly about the dissatisfaction and doubts in their hearts.

Zhong Yuemin was among the crowd. He listened attentively, frowning tightly, trying his best to find clues to solve the problem in this chaos.

"Everyone stop arguing. It's impossible to make a clear statement with so much chatter going on! Can you please select a few representatives to speak out?" Zhong Yuemin shouted at the top of his voice, trying to restore order to the chaotic scene.