The End Of The World: Predict Natural Disasters And Plunder The World For Survival

As soon as I saw it, about thirty migrant workers were blocking the front desk, not making any trouble, just standing there.

There are property security guards outside the door, but they are all outside and hesitate to move forward.

The two female receptionists at the front desk were pale and trembling, obviously frightened.

The company manager, on the other hand, spoke to a leader with an extremely ugly face, and his words were full of anger.

"I told you, we have already paid according to the contract!"

Ye Chen frowned slightly.

A female receptionist saw Ye Chen and hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Ye..."

The conversation ended instantly, and all the migrant workers turned around and looked over.

The company manager hurriedly pushed through the crowd and came forward.

"Mr. Ye."

Ye Chen nodded and motioned to go inside and the company manager hurriedly followed.

However, before taking a few steps, he was stopped by a leader.

"Mr. Ye, we are all hardworking workers. It's not easy to make some money. You can't withhold our money and deny it, right?"

Ye Chen stopped and glanced at the man who seemed to be the foreman.

"Lin Changwei, male, 53 years old, average luck."

"There should be no conflict. If there is a conflict, this guy's luck should not be ordinary, because he will be disabled even if he is not injured..."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Chen decided not to go to the office at all.

"What's your last name?"

"Mr. Ye, my surname is Lin, Lin Changwei. You can just call me Lao Lin." The little foreman seemed a bit familiar.

Ye Chen nodded, looked at the company manager, and asked, "Has the money been settled?"

"It's all settled, and the bank will transfer it. It'll be here in a few minutes." The company manager said hurriedly.

Ye Chen now fully understood what had happened. He glanced at the small contractor speechlessly and said:

"In other words, the contractor above you didn't give you money, so you come to me to ask for it?"

Subcontracting occurs in all walks of life.

If no one presses the money or absconds with the money, there will be no problem.

But this little foreman obviously encountered this situation.

Lin Changwei showed a trace of uneasiness on his face, and then said: "Mr. Ye, please do a good job, there is nothing we can do."

Seemingly seeing that Ye Chen was young, Lin Changwei bowed to Ye Chen after finishing speaking.

Ye Chen waved his hand and said: "Let's talk about the matter, what you are doing is wrong, do you admit it?"

"Admit it." Lin Changwei opened his mouth, then lowered his head and said.

The surrounding migrant workers all lost their momentum one by one.

Ye Chen didn't continue to scold you, "I won't give you money. It doesn't make sense, but I can give you a clear path."

"Mr. Ye, what do you say?" Lin Changwei's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.

Ye Chen said directly: "Go to court and sue the contractor."

This kind of thing about refusing to pay migrant workers according to their money, and there is money in the account, can basically be reported accurately.

If the other party disobeys, the court will enforce it.

Ye Chen was a little confused as to why these migrant workers chose something else instead of the simplest method.

What is there to be afraid of, what is there to worry about? If you are afraid, if you are worried, the other party will give you money?

impossible.

If you want money and the other party won't give it, just file a complaint directly. It's simple and direct.

At this time, Lin Changwei's face froze, and then he said:

"Mr. Ye, I...we still have to take jobs. If we sue them, no one will use us..."

Ye Chen glanced at Lin Changwei speechlessly and said:

"You all can't survive, and you still care about this? Besides, there are jobs everywhere, and they can't control the market."

Lin Changwei was silent for a while, and then he bowed to Ye Chen and apologized.

"Mr. Ye, it's our fault for causing you trouble. I apologize to you. If it will be useful to us in the future, just ask."

Seeing this, the other migrant workers bowed and apologized one by one.

Ye Chen waved his hand, Lin Changwei bowed and apologized again, and then led the people away.

After looking at Lin Changwei and his group leaving, Ye Chen shook his head, then looked at the company manager and said:

"Have the Human Resources Department hire twenty security guards. Those who are young, strong, courageous, and dare to take action will be divided into day and night shifts."

Property security is such nonsense.

Seeing that there is danger, they all stand outside and dare not come in. What's the use of them.

Let these people protect the safety of the company, it is better to find a few old men in their 70s and 80s to come over.

"Okay, Mr. Ye." The company manager responded hurriedly.

"Where's the meteorite?"

"In your office."

Ye Chen nodded and walked straight inside.

"Hello, Mr. Ye."

"Hello, Mr. Ye."

...

The employees said hello one after another, Ye Chen nodded in response, and then went to the president's office.

As soon as he entered the door, thirteen meteorites came directly into Ye Chen's sight.

I put all my energy into it and scanned it, but didn't get any response.

Ye Chen didn't pay attention and stepped forward directly to inspect each piece.

In fact, just touch it with your hands and feel it.

Half an hour later, Ye Chen took a long breath.

"It's a pity, there aren't any useful ones, they are all ordinary meteorites..."

It is not surprising that there are no meteorites containing mysterious energy.

If there were so many and everyone could awaken supernatural powers, the world would be in chaos long ago.

"It's time to get down to business, learn what you need to learn first..."

Ye Chen took out his mobile phone and called the security manager.

Not long after, the call was connected.

"Mr. Ye, what are your orders?"

"Do you know the ancient martial arts master? The kind who has real kung fu. He is just a showman and a bullshit." Ye Chen said.

"This really exists. Mr. Ye, do you want to learn this?" the security manager asked in surprise.

Ye Chen ignored the security manager's surprise and said directly:

"Please contact me. As long as it is ancient martial arts, I can learn it. The price is easy to negotiate. What I want is the real thing."

"Mr. Ye, there are many kinds of boxing techniques. This..." The security manager hesitated.

"Choose a well-known one. As long as you have real ability, you can start with one million, and I will give you a red envelope later." Ye Chen said.

"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, I'll contact you right away!" the security manager responded hurriedly.

"good."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he hung up the phone and asked his secretary to call the company manager.

"I will continue to invest 2 billion and increase efforts to acquire meteorites. Also, after the meteorites are delivered, it is forbidden to touch them with your hands."

"Okay, Mr. Ye." The company manager was stunned for a moment, then responded hurriedly.

Ye Chen nodded and left the company.

An hour later, Ye Chen returned to Xishan Villa, and it was evening.

Dinner was cooked by Lin Yanran. Although her cooking skills were not as good as those of the chef, she was not bad at all.

The next day, Ye Chen drove out after breakfast.

Today, Ye Chen is going to learn to fly a helicopter.

We made an appointment last night. There was no need to wait or go with others. Ye Chen had someone to guide him.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Ye Chen completely mastered the helicopter driving skills.

This is due to the powerful perception and memory brought by super mental power.

On the fourth day, Shen Lanxin started school. After Ye Chen sent her to school, he switched to learning yacht driving skills.

As a result, within two days, Ye Chen learned it again.

Ye Chen didn't take the driver's license test because he didn't need it.

Ye Chen learned this just so that when the doomsday comes, he will use them instead of blacking out.

On the seventh day, the ancient martial arts master whom the security manager helped to find finally arrived.

An eighty-year-old old farmer with sharp eyes.

Kung Fu is real Kung Fu. After learning it for a day, Ye Chen mastered many techniques for exerting force.

Because of his high mental strength and strong perception ability, Ye Chen learned Bajiquan very quickly.

In just three days, I mastered the essence of Bajiquan.

After paying three million in teaching fees, Ye Chen welcomed his second ancient martial arts master.

Time passed by, and it was just one month. Ye Chen learned twenty-six kinds of ancient martial arts, including fists, palms, legs, swords, knives and guns.

As the saying goes, one knows everything, and the same is true for ancient martial arts.

With his super perceptual ability, Ye Chen learned ancient martial arts faster and faster.

Xishan Villa.

"The ancient martial arts can come to an end. From now on, we just need to practice every day..."

"In less than two months, the natural disaster is coming, and it's time to collect the remaining resources..."