A sickly bamboo horse dressed as a villain

Although the Wo Hing Society is not considered a big society, and only entrenched in the Kowloon Walled City, various deeds have long spread throughout Hong Kong.The associations outside the Walled City are still suppressed by the police at least, but the Hexing Society is a completely lawless existence. After killing people and setting fire outside, as long as they hide back in the Walled City, they will fall into the sea, and no one can do anything about it.

Seeing the fear on Ah Zhong's face, Chen Jianan smiled sullenly: "Would you like me to take you to the city for a visit?"

Ah Zhong's family suddenly turned pale, their heads shook like rattles, and tremblingly said: "No, no, we'll leave now, and we will never cause troubles for Young Master Hui again."

Chen Jianan snorted in disgust, let go of him, and waved his hands to signal other brothers to release the other workers who were restrained.

As if he was afraid that people would change his mind, Ah Zhong led a few thorny workers and ran out of the factory gate like a frightened rabbit.

The few remaining employees who were fired but did not participate in the fight knew they were afraid this time, so Director Wang took the lead and said respectfully to Lin Zihui: "Mr. Mind, please give us another chance, we will definitely work hard and make up for our mistakes.”

Lin Zihui glanced at Qiao Wen, who nodded calmly at him.

"Okay." Lin Zihui pondered for a moment, seemed to think seriously, and then nodded, "You are all old employees. If your performance was not so disappointing, I would not fire you. Since you have the intention to change, then I will give you a chance, and I hope you will show me your sincerity."

Director Wang and the people around him looked at each other in surprise, and nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, Young Master Hui, we will show you our sincerity."

Lin Zihui waved his hand: "Then go back to work."

Several people were overjoyed, and hurried to the factory building, each secretly planning in their hearts, they must cherish this lost and regained opportunity.

At the same time, a black Ford drove into the gate of the factory.

It was Wu Yaodong who received the news and rushed over.

Although Manager Wu is "recovering from illness" at home, his eyes and ears are everywhere in the factory. He not only knows exactly what happened in the past few days, but can also be said to be in command of the whole process by remote control.

For the battle just now, someone from him must have secretly called to report.

But Qiao Wen knew that from today onwards, there would be no more people from him in this factory.

Wu Yaodong got out of the car, walked up to Lin Zihui in a hurry, glanced at a group of unidentified young people beside him, and said anxiously: "Young Master Hui, what's going on? I heard that you are going to fire twenty people at once. Zhongdu fired."

Lin Zihui showed him a gentle and polite smile: "It's just a small matter, who called you, Uncle Dong? It will make it difficult for you to recover from your illness." After a pause, he asked, "Are you in good health?"

Qiao Wen smiled silently, he liked the eccentricity of Master Hui.

Wu Yaodong said awkwardly: "It's nothing serious, I can come back to work tomorrow."

Lin Zihui said: "Uncle Dong, your body is the most important thing when you get older."

Wu Yaodong nodded: "I've worked hard for the Mingyue Factory these years, and I really haven't taken good care of my body, otherwise I wouldn't have taken a two-day rest suddenly."

As if thinking of something, Lin Zihui took out 100 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Chen Jianan: "A'nan, I'm sorry to trouble you and your brothers today, take this money and treat everyone to a good meal."

Chen Jianan was not a shy one, so he took the money readily, and said with a smile: "You are welcome between friends, and let's talk about what Xiao Qiao said, how can I not handle it well." After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, "Then you are busy Now, I'm leaving, call me anytime if you need anything, and I'll be there anytime."

As if thinking of something again, he turned his head and looked Qiao Wen up and down, and asked, "Did the servant just hurt you?"

Qiao Wen shook his head and said with a smile, "Hurry up and bring so many people out, be careful that fourth brother can't find someone to beat you."

Chen Jianan chuckled: "Yes, yes, then I'm leaving."

Watching him take the people away, Lin Zihui looked at Wu Yao unhurriedly again, and said with a smile: "I just have something to talk to Uncle Dong, since you are here, it is better to hit the sun instead of another day, let's go Let's talk slowly in the office."

Wu Guangyao pretended to be sick for the past few days, just to show Lin Zihui off, and let this fledgling young man know that the factory can't do without him as a manager.In the future, I will honestly drink tea and watch TV in the office to dawdle, and when I am tired of going back to where I came from.

According to his people's report, the troubles and difficulties he deliberately set up in the past two days really made the young master and the secretary very busy and exhausted.

However, he did not expect that Lin Zihui would suddenly make such a move this morning.

Buy people's hearts with salary increases, and use force to suppress dissatisfaction.Originally thought to be a fledgling Lengtouqing, but turned out to be a ruthless character.Wu Yaodong was taken aback when he received the news, and hurried over. It was as it was reported. He was so embarrassed that he could only go back to the office with someone in good spirits.

Lin Zihui was still gentle and kind, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Uncle Dong, you are not in good health, please sit down."

Wu Yaodong's health is actually very good, the so-called vacation due to illness is intentional.Now Lin Zihui said "I'm not in good health" and was so stuffy, as if my body was really going to have a big problem.

He sat down on the sofa silently.

Lin Zihui made another cup of tea for him with his own hands: "Uncle Dong, drink tea."

Wu Yaodong picked up the cup with an embarrassing expression, and took a sip, because the water was boiling water just poured from the thermos, he was absent-minded, his mouth was scalded, and he coughed violently, his hand shook, and the tea spilled on the back of his hand, Another burst of burning.

Lin Zihui said: "Uncle Dong, you are not in good health, be careful."

"I'm not in good health", the four words pierced my brain with a magic sound, which made Wu Yaodong feel that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys seemed to be scalded by this sip of hot tea.He took a deep breath to calm himself down, put down his cup, and forced a smile: "Master Hui is worried, I'm fine."

Lin Zihui nodded, sat down behind the desk, took out a check from the drawer, handed it to Qiao Wen, cleared his throat, and said, "Secretary Qiao, tell me about Uncle Dong."

Qiao Wen nodded, walked to the sofa, and put the check on the coffee table.

Wu Yaodong's eyes fell on the 10 yuan check, he frowned for no reason and asked, "What is this?"

Qiao Wen put his fists under his nose, coughed lightly, and looked at him with a pleasant smile: "Uncle Dong should be 50 years old this year. He has devoted himself to Mingyue Factory for more than 20 years. Both Mr. Lin and the workers in the factory are very grateful to Dong. Uncle, you have paid for these years. You have been sick at home because of hard work these days. Master Hui thought that you should be able to enjoy the family life in peace at your age, but you got sick because of working in the factory. I feel really sorry, so I discussed with Mr. Lin After that, I decided to let you retire early and take good care of your health. This check is the reward you deserve for your contributions to the factory over the years, and it should be enough for you to enjoy your old age comfortably."

His tone was unhurried, and he could be called gentle and courteous, but every word was like a needle in the cotton, which made Wu Yaodong's lips tremble, his eyes widened in disbelief, his round face was completely devoid of blood, and it was as pale as real It's like a serious illness.

After a while, he suppressed his anger and said, "Young Master Hui, are you going to fire me?"

Qiao Wen replied for Lin Zihui: "Uncle Dong, you have misunderstood. Young Master Hui just thinks about your poor health and asks you to retire early and take care of yourself."

Wu Yaodong couldn't hold back anymore, he slapped the tea table with his slap, splashing the cup of tea everywhere.The expression turned from embarrassment into anger, and his eyes were tearing apart, so there was no usual amiability.

"Hui Shao, I, Wu, have been here since the day Mingyue Factory was founded, and I have been a manager for more than ten years. You just drove me away, isn't it justified? Without me, do you think this factory can still operate normally? ?"

Qiao Wen chuckled: "Uncle Dong, you really misunderstood Shao Hui, he just saw that you were too hard and wanted you to rest well. The factory did encounter a little trouble after you were away for the past two days, but we young people, No matter how difficult it may be, it has been resolved. Now the factory is operating normally, if you are worried, you can go to the workshop and warehouse to have a look before leaving."

"What are you, shut up!" Wu Yaodong stood up angrily, looking at him with a big face.He had some idea of ​​who Lin Zihui was, and with this young master's temperament, he would never be able to do this step, so the driver of all this must be this secretary who appeared out of nowhere.

He has lived a long time, and Mingyue Factory has long been in his palm, but in just a few days, he was played by a young man and kicked out of the house.How can he be willing?

It's just that he is full of anger but it's not good to burn it directly at Lin Zihui, so he can only attack Qiao Wen.

The other party was almost sprayed with saliva by him, but he still smiled calmly with curved lips.

Qiao Wen said all the bad things, and Qiao Wen did the bad guys. Of course, Lin Zihui couldn't let him suffer this kind of grievance. Seeing that Wu Yaodong was not kind to Qiao Wen, he hurriedly said, "Uncle Dong, I'm really just thinking about you, Secretary Qiao Just follow my orders, don't make things difficult for him."

Wu Yaodong snorted coldly: "Okay, I'll call Mr. Lin."

Lin Zihui nodded: "I'll dial the number for you."

Yesterday, after Qiao Wen asked his father for a check, he went to Lin Zhaoming that night. He thought his father would ask a few more questions, but the old man wrote the check without saying a word. Obviously Lin Zhaoming Have this idea in the morning.

So he wasn't worried about Wu Yaodong's high black appearance at all.

The phone was connected, and Lin Zhaoming's answering voice quickly came from the other end.

"Father, Uncle Dong wants to talk to you." Lin Zihui hurriedly said when he heard his father's voice.

"Okay, you hand over the phone to him."

Lin Zihui handed the phone to Wu Yaodong in a kind manner.

Wu Yaodong clasped the receiver with both hands, and howled dryly: "Boss, I've been with you for so many years, and I've worked hard without credit. Who would have thought that Hui Shao would fire me as soon as he came, so you have to uphold justice for me."

Lin Zhaoming on the phone smiled softly and said: "Adong, you misunderstood Zihui. He saw you working hard in the factory these days, and you had health problems, so come to me quickly and tell me that you are getting old , I can’t bear to see you exhausted for the Mingyue Factory, so I asked for a check for you, so that you can retire with peace of mind.” He paused, sighed faintly, “Ah Dong, these years You have really worked hard. You have been taking care of the factory all the time, and I didn't ask too much. If Zihui hadn't mentioned it to me, I wouldn't have thought of this happening. You can take the money to take good care of your health and leave the hard work to you. Just young people, if you need help with anything, you can always come to me.”

Wu Yaodong originally had a stomach full of complaints, but he was completely blocked by the soft words of the other party.

It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that the reason why Lin Zihui had the ability to do this was not only because he was the boss's son, but because this was what the boss meant.

Lin Zhaoming didn't care about the Mingyue Factory for a long time, but as a shrewd businessman like him, he would definitely not be ignorant of the various tricks he played in these years. It was just because he had feelings for the Mingyue Factory and didn't want to just close it down. Just close your eyes.Now that his son is grown up and able to do things, he naturally won't let himself, an outsider, continue to take advantage of him.

Wu Yaodong knew that his situation was over, so he didn't need to say what he was planning, so he said thank you politely, and hung up the phone.

But in the end he was not reconciled, he glared at the two younger boys in the office, and left angrily.

He didn't leave the factory directly, but went to the workshop and warehouse to meet his confidant who had been with him for so many years, and planned to leave with him, so that the two young men would know what it meant to lose him in Mingyue Factory.

Lin Zihui stood by the window, watching the movement outside.

He was actually a little nervous. If Wu Yaodong took away a group of people, especially a few managers, the factory would really shut down for a while.

"Awen, do you think someone will really go with Uncle Dong?"

Qiao Wen smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Young Master Hui, don't worry. People die for money, birds die for food, and everyone in the factory is not for food. In the past, he was loyal to Uncle Dong because Uncle Dong was the factory manager If he wants to earn food under him, now that Uncle Dong leaves the factory, it means that he is nothing, but anyone who wants to support his family will not go with him for a moment. The only ones who will go with him, Ah Zhong, are already was driven away by us in advance."

Sure enough, half an hour later, Wu Yaodong walked out of the factory angrily, and behind him was still only the driver who followed him in.

The two left almost in despair.

Lin Zihui heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, and turned to Qiao Wen and said, "Awen, when you told me about this method yesterday, I was a little worried, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. You really have a clever plan."

Qiao Wen smiled: "This is nothing but a clever plan. As long as you understand a little bit of people's hearts, it will not be difficult. The main reason why it can be so smooth is that you are the boss. Most of the Mingyue Factory is now yours." He paused, and then said, " But don't get too excited, let's go and see how the production line is going, Ah Zhong has taken away a dozen people, you have to rearrange his production line quickly."

Lin Zihui nodded.

The two went to the workshop for a walk, and it turned out that the method of combining kindness and strength was very effective. The working condition of the entire workshop was completely new, and the craftsmanship of the finished garments was significantly improved.

For an extra wage of one yuan, many workers are so quick with their hands and feet.

Obviously, there will be no problem with the delivery of this order the day after tomorrow.

The next thing to consider is how to make the factory earn more money, especially for Qiao Wen, who plans to start from here for the first pot of gold, so he naturally thinks more and more long-term.

Fortunately, from finding the murderer of his father to solving Wu Yaodong's two incidents, Lin Zihui trusted him very much. If he wants to start any work, he should get 100% support from him.

Qiao Wen thought that he was actually planning to use the hero of the original story to make money and get ahead in this world. On the one hand, he felt that he was witty, and on the other hand, he felt a little daring.

But having said that, today's Lin Zihui is still a young man with a simple mind, and he really doesn't have the slightest demeanor of a hero.

If Lin Zihui lost the opportunity to change his life because he changed the plot, would he always maintain such a naive temperament and thus disappear from the public?

Qiao Wen didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, but if a person was happy, it shouldn't be a bad thing.

After tossing and tossing for the past few days, although he didn't do any physical work, he was still exhausted and worried. Qiao Wen already felt that his body was a bit unbearable.

Lin Zihui also saw that his complexion was very bad, as if he was exhausted, so he finished work early in the evening and sent him back.

"Awen, don't think about work anymore when you go back, get a good sleep."

At the gate of the walled city, Lin Zihui sat in the back seat of the car, rolled down the window and bid farewell to Qiao Wen.

Qiao Wen bent his lips and forced a tired smile: "You too, go back and have a good rest. I've been really busy these days."

He waved his hand perfunctorily, turned around and prepared to cross the street and enter the city.

However, just as he turned around and stepped forward, he felt dizzy suddenly. First, a large number of stars appeared in front of his eyes, and then the stars were annihilated, and he fell into darkness, and became unconscious again.

Lin Zihui, who was rolling up the car window and preparing to tell the driver to leave, watched the person outside the car fall limply to the ground, screamed in shock, quickly opened the door and got out of the car, hurriedly picked him up from the ground, held him in his arms, Shaking and shouting loudly: "Awen, Awen, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me?"

The driver was an experienced driver. He got out of the car when he heard the noise, and saw his young master panicked and at a loss as to what to do. He reminded him, "Master Hui, don't worry. There are many clinics in Kowloon Walled City. Let's send them there right away."

Lin Zihui came to his senses, and was about to pick him up and run to the opposite walled city, when a motorcycle suddenly stopped in front of him, blocking his way.

The man in the floral shirt in the car took off his sunglasses, squinted his narrow eyes, looked at the person on Lin Zihui's back, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with Ah Wen?"

Hearing his tone, Lin Zihui thought it was someone Qiao Wen was familiar with, and hurriedly replied: "He fainted, I have to take him to the clinic right away, are you from Walled City? Please show me the way."

Needless to say, this flowered shirt is none other than Qin Yunfei, a red stick from Hexing Society. Nevermind."

Lin Zihui didn't think too much, and didn't dare to hesitate, he hurriedly hugged the unconscious man onto the front seat of the motorcycle.

Qin Yunfei held the handlebars of the motorcycle with both hands, and embraced Qiao Wen in front of him in his arms.He smiled at the worried Lin Zihui: "Don't worry, Ah Wen has always been weak, and fainting is not a big deal. I'll send him to the clinic right now."

Lin Zihui nodded: "Then I will trouble you."

However, Qin Yunfei hooked the corner of his lower lip, started the motorcycle and got into the opposite city.

Lin Zihui watched the motorcycle slowly disappear before returning to the car with a sigh.

And Qin Yunfei in this compartment, after the motorcycle entered the narrow alley of the city, lowered his head slightly, took a deep breath in the ear of the unconscious Qiao Wen, and showed a happy smile: "Little thing, you fell into my hands today." gone."

The author has something to say: Anan: Qin Yunfei, sooner or later, I will blow your head to pieces.