Hong Kong movies: What era is this? Are you still playing the dwarf mule game?

Song Zijie pulled the switch, and all the workers who were working overtime in the factory were stunned.

What on earth was going on?

They hurriedly organized the power team to go to the power distribution room to check the situation, but they saw a team of security guards stationed in front of the main door of the power distribution room.

"What's going on? The power went out suddenly?" someone in the crowd asked.

The security guard replied indifferently: "The switch was pulled by Director Song himself. The director ordered that during the maintenance period, to avoid accidents, the whole factory must be shut down."

"We are all professionals, how could an accident happen?"

"Then I don't know. This was ordered by Director Song himself. We are just executing the director's orders. Please don't embarrass us. Thank you for your cooperation."

No matter how much the workers persuaded them, these security guards still stood motionless, like wooden men, standing outside the main door of the power distribution room.

At this point, the workers were completely helpless.

You can't fight these security guards for unpaid overtime, right?

At this time, several respected old workers stood up and said, "Workers, since Director Song did this, he must have his reasons.

Let's all go. Director Song is so good to us, and we all know it in our hearts. He will not lie to us. Let's all go."

At this point, the workers began to slowly disperse.

Only the old workers slowly felt melancholy.

As people get older, they have experienced a lot of things. This kind of unusual thing must have something behind it that they don't know about.

But they are just workers, what can they do?

They can only hope that this factory will not close. They have never seen a factory that considers workers so much since they were young.

"Alas." Apart from a sigh, they can do nothing.

...

As soon as the garment factory here stopped working, the relevant departments over there were anxious.

This is a large enterprise with more than 10,000 people. Not counting the employees of the factory, the upstream and downstream economies driven by it are already considerable.

On weekdays, there is a long queue of trucks carrying goods at the door, which is a spectacular scene of busy traffic.

But now, there are few people at the door, and there are sparrows on the ground, chirping there.

The factory stopped working, and the workers went home for holidays. They are free, but what about the upstream and downstream enterprises?

Not to mention stopping work for half a month, even if it is stopped for one day, it is a huge loss.

The leaders of the relevant departments called the factory office to inquire, and the reply they got was that there were machines in the factory that needed to be repaired, so the factory was temporarily closed, and it was estimated that it would take about half a month. If the repair was not good, it might take one or two months.

The leader in charge of the economy felt that the sky was about to fall when he heard this perfunctory reply. If the factory was closed for one or two months, the economic data for this month would definitely be ugly.

It was just a little bit better, how could such a thing happen?

When I wanted to find Song Zijie, the factory office told the leader that Director Song had returned to Hong Kong Island.

When I called Song Zijie, I found that his phone was turned off.

The leaders below were so anxious that they scratched their heads, but there was nothing they could do. After all, it involved Hong Kong businessmen. It would be better to report this matter to the higher-ups.

Everyone was smart and could easily think of it. It was not a ridiculous machine maintenance at all. There must be something else behind it that they did not know.

The news was quickly reported to Yanjing layer by layer.

At a symposium, Xu Sande, who presided over the meeting, slammed the table fiercely.

"Some people are just like this, they have no vision of the overall situation. They are arrogant because they have a little money. I want to warn them that they will not succeed..."

Some people at the meeting knew what happened and they despised it in their hearts.

It was not the young masters of your family who did it. Now they are unhappy and don't play with you anymore...

It didn't take long for Old Master Yang to know about this matter, but he just laughed and didn't pay much attention to it.

This matter is just the beginning, let the fire burn bigger and bigger.

This unhealthy trend must be vigorously rectified. Even if it's to make an example of someone else, or something else. Anyway, things have reached a point where they can't be ignored.

Hong Kong Island.

Portland Street.

"Brother Bin, how is the oil and gas business recently?"

Han Bin nodded and said, "Very good, the demand there is very strong, and it has been growing for several consecutive months. The foreigners are also very satisfied, after all, we can export so much oil to them.

I'm afraid the most unhappy person is our Queen, because she didn't receive any taxes here." Speaking of this, Han Bin couldn't help laughing.

He himself is in the smuggling business, and he feels that paying taxes is a big deal.That was quite strange.

"Brother Bin, there is something. Stop the pipeline for a few days. If the other party asks, just say it is for pipeline maintenance, inventory or something. In short, you can make up your own reasons."

Hearing Lin Yi's words, Han Bin was stunned. He could naturally taste a different meaning from these words.

"What's the situation? Mr. Lin, is it serious?"

He is not a person who is greedy for money. No matter how much money he has, if he doesn't spend it with his life, what's the use?

This is also what Lin Yi admires Han Bin the most.

Not greedy, knowing when to advance and retreat, this is the advantage that surpasses many gangsters.

He naturally knows the risks of this matter. If he is asked to choose between money and life, he will definitely choose life without hesitation.

"It's not serious, but it's a bit troublesome. Some people don't know the seriousness of the matter and dare to covet even my money."

Hearing Lin Yi say this, Han Bin was relieved.

As for the little money lost every day, it's nothing in the face of the overall situation.

He believes in Lin Yi's strategic vision very much.

The current market value of Hutchison Whampoa is several billion.

As soon as the oil supply stopped, the relevant departments immediately paid attention to it and sent people to ask what happened.

Han Bin followed Lin Yi's words and said that the foreigners were coming to check the inventory, so they would stop for a few days.

A few days later, Han Bin said that the pipeline needed to be repaired and would be suspended for a few more days. As for when the repair would be completed, he didn't know.

This time, the other party was really anxious.

With such a large daily usage, gasoline could not be supplied. What would fill the gap?

Many projects were forced to stop because of this.

This time, the people below were really anxious, but there was nothing they could do. The other party's attitude was perfunctory, and they didn't know what the other party's purpose was.

There was no way, so they reported it.

This time, Xu Sande was really a little scared.

With his status, he could still calm down the suspension of a company with 10,000 people.

But if the oil pipeline was stopped, how many projects would be affected?

Once accountability is brought down, even he will not be able to take responsibility!