my tongue can be cute

After tidying up all night, it was just dawn, and finally cleaned up all the garbage on the ground.

"Lao Mei, go back to sleep first." Fang Yuan said hoarsely to Mei Bu, the exhaustion of several days had exhausted his physical strength.

"You should also take a rest quickly. The factory cannot do without you. If you fall ill, what will the factory do?" Mei Busuan looked up and saw his haggard face, feeling sad for a while.

"Don't worry, I'll talk about it after I put away the usable knitting needles." Fang Yuan comforted him in turn, "Go back to your wife and explain to her, don't make you feel awkward about me."

"You know that woman's temper. She has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. She was frightened last night and urged me to leave when she saw everyone else running away. You know my character. Although I am a bit afraid of my wife, but for the sake of my brother, I can definitely go with you. How can I leave you when you are in the most difficult time."

"Go, go, it's like parting from life and death, don't worry, I, Fang Yuan, won't die." Fang Yuan laughed and pushed his shoulder.

Umebe sour then turned and left.

Fang Yuan looked at the holes in the glassless windows, as if all those sticks had hit him, and his heart ached.

Whoever puts such a big deal on the table, can't be sad.

Fang Yuan was stiff in front of Mei Bu Suan, but now that there was no one beside her, her emotions suddenly lost control, and two lines of hot tears rolled down her face.

The road with Ye Ranyi is destined to be uneven. He had been mentally prepared, but he never thought that Ye Shenghuo would give him a blow to the head at this time. This blow is fatal to a person who has just started his career. He never had a chance to stand up again.

He must not allow himself to fall into this whirlpool of grief and sorrow, he must rise up.

Fangyuan wiped away her tears, cheered herself up, and peeled off the outer layer of the dirty cotton yarn. The inner layer was still usable, and she could still weave beautiful patterns.

Especially those imported knitting needles cost more than 3 yuan a piece.Fangyuan had already saved a handful in his hand, put it in the toolbox, and continued to pick it up.

"Three yuan, six yuan... thirty, one hundred and fifty..." Fang Yuan chanted as he picked it up. Every time he picked up a good knitting needle, it was equivalent to earning back three yuan.

"Have some breakfast." Umebusuan stood in front of him, holding a large plastic bag in his hand.

Fang Yuan took it and took a look, there was a steaming bowl of ginkgo and lotus seed porridge, plus ten small steamed buns.

My heart suddenly became warm, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat slowly, I'll go and call back everything the workers can find." Meibu Suan walked out the door.

"Thank you." Fang Yuan didn't know how to thank him, so he used this mantra.

"Why are you thanking me? Brothers say this. I didn't thank you when you helped my husband and wife."

Fang Yuan glanced at his back, lowered his head and started to eat the porridge, a hot teardrop fell into the bowl.

There are a total of more than 60 employees in the factory, and Meibusuan went out for a while, and basically found all the employees.

Hearing that the boss is back, everyone went back to the factory.

Fang Yuan knew in his heart that the most important thing now was to appease everyone's emotions. Otherwise, once these experienced workers left the factory, they would need at least half a year of training to recruit new employees before they could really work, and his factory couldn't afford to wait. , Those American orders have already been lined up, and the delivery will be next month at the earliest.

"Boss, have you offended someone from the underworld?"

"Boss, we can't do this job anymore, settle the wages, and I'll leave tomorrow."

When Mei Besan heard these insulting words, he was angry and said loudly, "Everyone knows who the boss is, so don't just say sarcastic remarks."

Fangyuan pressed his shoulder with his right hand, beckoned him to sit down, and then cleared his throat, "I know this incident has caused a psychological shadow on everyone, and I apologize to everyone for that. But I dare to slap my chest in front of everyone and promise that I will never Nothing like that will happen."

After speaking, Fangyuan grabbed a bearing in the toolbox and squeezed it with all his strength, the whole bearing was immediately kneaded into a ball by him.

Fang Yuan spread out his palm and handed the deformed bearing to an employee next to him.

Everyone's eyes widened when they saw the boss showing such kung fu. They couldn't believe that he, who is usually gentle and polite, turned out to be a person with martial arts.

Mei Busuan took the lead in applauding, "The boss has such a high level of martial arts, if he has time to teach us, if those bastards dare to come again, we must tell them not to come back."

The crowd cheered accordingly, and some people who were only thinking of leaving gave up the idea of ​​leaving when they saw it.

"Someone is really going to leave. I have already prepared the money, and I will never owe you a penny." Fang Yuan opened the briefcase in his hand and took out a neat stack of banknotes.

Just now when Mei Busuan was looking for someone, Fang Yuan took advantage of the gap to go to the bank and withdraw all the cash. He knew that money is the best weapon to stabilize the morale of the army.

"As long as everyone's safety is guaranteed, the boss will use a stick to drive us away, and we will all stay here."

"Since everyone trusts the boss so much, why should they go? The factory's orders are in the second half of the year, and everyone is afraid that there will be no food if there is work to do?"

"I did the math this month. The factory's benefits are not bad. It's all due to everyone's overtime work. I decided to give everyone double pay at the end of the month."

Fangyuan would rather use all the profits from last month to pay wages than lose these skilled workers.

As long as there are people around, and the order is full now, the money can always be earned back slowly.

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd. For these migrant workers who rely on hard work for a living, there is nothing more exciting than the distribution of money.

"Since everyone is willing to stay, everyone should go back to their posts and work. The machine repairer hastened to adjust the machine, and normal production must start this afternoon." Fang Yuan cheered up and raised his voice.

"What if the robbers come again?" Some people were still not at ease.

"I will be everyone's security guard. I will guard the gate 24 hours a day and night to see who dares to make trouble." Fang Yuan raised his fist to signal to everyone.

"The boss is going to steal my job." The doorman Master Zhao joked with a piece of gauze on his head.

"Master Zhao, you are injured on the head, rest for a week first, and the salary will be doubled like everyone else." Fang Yuan patted him on the shoulder, "Did you have your whole body checked? Here is 1000 yuan, you take it first Come on, not enough to say."

Master Zhao took the money with both hands, nodded and bowed, "Thank you boss, thank you boss. Good people are rewarded with good rewards, and our factory will definitely prosper."

"With everyone's support, our preaching textile company will definitely regain its glory." Fang Yuan said loudly, "I will build a bigger door later."

With Fangyuan's promise, the workers benefited again, and they all happily started to perform their duties, and started to do the work at hand seriously.

Fangyuan re-ordered the door from the advertising company, which was twice the size of the original one, and had people install it directly on the roof of the factory building. It can be seen from far away, and it is much more eye-catching than before.

After lunch, Fang Yuan hasn't been in bed since yesterday. As the saying goes, if you are full of food, you can't open your eyes because of sleepiness, and you will doze off when you sit in the guard room.

After a while, he fell asleep, dreaming that he was back in his hometown again, but this time he was not alone, and there was Ye Ranyi beside him.

The old father had just heard that his son had brought his girlfriend home, and he was as happy as if he had reported his grandson. He prepared a large table of good food early and waited for his son to come back for dinner.

When he saw Ye Ranyi, he repeatedly praised him for his beauty, and took his hand to let him sit beside him.

Fang Yuan worriedly told his father the truth.

Hearing that Ye Ranyi was a man, the old man's face immediately turned green, and he overturned the table, "Get out, get out, what crime did I do?"

The old man squatted on the ground and cried.

Fang Heng quickly winked at Fang Yuan, "If you don't go and get the dyed clothes back, no matter how a big local tyrant can come to our remote village with you, this kind of affection is enough for you to spend a lifetime."

Fang Yuan was worried about his father, wanted to leave but dared not.

"Go, I'm here, remember, no matter what happens, I will stand behind you, big brother."

He remembered that he had said this to Ye Ranyi before, but why he said it from his elder brother's mouth again, it was really a soul-to-heart connection.

Fang Yuan broke out in a cold sweat, suddenly got up from the table and woke up.

Looking up, a familiar figure was standing in front of him, smiling at him honestly.

Fang Yuan rubbed his eyes, his tongue froze, "Big..."