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Shao Hongyi didn't want to do this at all, but Guardian transferred the personal hatred for Lin Chuan to his share.

Even if Lin Chuan had such contempt for him, he could only listen.

The agreement was quickly signed, and Lin Chuan got up and left without saying a word.

Nothing to say to them.

Lin Chuan had already seen through them, and since they forced himself to be a ruthless capitalist, he had to do it too.

And Shao Hongyi vented all his grievances and anger on Xiang Shang.

He glared at Xiang Shang angrily, and said coldly, "Continue to threaten people, continue to make conditions, you are eating Lin Chuan and hitting Lin Chuan in the face,

Now Lin Chuan thinks that you and I are the same raccoon dog, Xiang Shang, Xiang Shang, I think you, the president, don't want to continue doing it! "

Xiang Shang was also full of frustration and helplessness.

"Mr. Shao, I know I shouldn't talk like that today, but I can't do anything about it. Last night, the director of Guardian Company, Mo, asked me to meet at the Nanfang Hotel.

He proposed to build a new village for teachers in Hui City and provide free housing benefits to teachers in the city, on the condition that the construction of roads should be added to Lin Chuan's agreement.

On the one hand, it is the welfare of all teachers, and on the other hand, it is the business development of Lin Chuan. How do I measure and choose? "

Shao Hongyi also sighed.

Very weakly said: "This is the operation of capital, it can see through human nature and use people's hearts, if we relax a little, we will be deeply caught in it and cannot extricate ourselves.

I hope Lin Chuan can become the last Ying Family under the attack of Guardian and Sheng Gu! "

Lin Chuan is not only an enemy like Sheng Gu and Guardian.

It's as if one person makes money and everyone looks envious and jealous.

There will always be a way to get the money out of your pocket.

Money is not the main thing, but the heart and trust.

Lin Chuan looked at the fleeting scene outside the window, and the people who were still running around to eat their stomachs felt a little lonely.

Or he is so rich now that he has forgotten the essence of this era and the character of a businessman and a capitalist.

There was a steamed bun stall on the side of the road that caught Lin Chuan's eyes.

He touched his stomach, feeling a little hungry.

So he asked Wu Lei to go back to the company first, and he himself came to the steamed buns stall.

The buns are sold by an old couple, both in their 60s and 70s.

The old man is in charge of making the buns, and the old lady is in charge of selling the buns.

"Auntie, how much is a bun?" Lin Chuan asked with a smile.

"It's a dime apiece, the buns with pure meat filling are delicious!" The aunt was very confident in her buns.

And that big bun looks really appetizing and smells delicious.

"Give me five buns, give me a bowl of rice porridge, and a dish of pickles!"

"Okay, sit down, sit down!"

When a business comes to the door, the aunt smiles like a bun in bloom.

Lin Chuan asked while eating, "You two are so old, you should have enjoyed your life long ago, why are you still selling steamed buns!"

The aunt smiled and said: "I can't be idle, and I also make some money for my children. It's not easy now. If you can earn one, one is one!"

"Where does the child work?" Lin Chuan asked casually.

"Moving goods to others in the warehouse of Mengying Garment Factory!"

Yo, it turns out that I still work in my own company.

Lin Chuan smiled and said, "Isn't the Mengying Garment Factory very good, you can pay wages every month, enough to support you!"

Speaking of this, the aunt has something to hide.

Seeing her so embarrassed, Lin Chuan asked curiously, "What's the matter, ma'am, doesn't your son have a salary?"

The aunt said with a little helplessness: "Why not? The monthly salary, overtime pay, bonuses, etc., can be more than 50 yuan, but the actual hand is only 30 yuan, and my son does not want it anymore. Done!" Lin Chuan was shocked.

But he asked, "Did your son be late or be fined for violating the factory's regulations?"

"My son goes out early and returns late every day, never arrives late, rain or shine, and works diligently and honestly, never slacking off in the factory,

It's because every time the salary is paid, the gangsters in Mengying Garment Factory ask him to pay 20 yuan for filial piety. Have a meal! "

I am grass.

Lin Chuan's eyes widened.

In his factory, can such a situation occur?

"Auntie, is what you said true? Or you heard that the management of Mengying Garment Factory is so good, how could such a person be possible?"

The old lady said firmly and affirmatively: "I don't tell lies at my age, yes, no, no, my son was paid a few days ago,

Those hooligans in the factory asked him to be filial. My son didn't give it. They knocked out two of my son's teeth. My son had a girlfriend in the factory.

They won't let my son meet his girlfriend if they don't give me money. I already told my son that if I do it for a month, I will quit it. Outside people say that Mengying Garment Factory is good. "

It was as if the mouth had slapped Lin Chuan in the face, and it was burning hot.

Even the buns in the bowl seemed to be mocking him.

Lin Chuan resisted the anger in his heart, forced a smile and said, "Auntie, I'm full, how much?"

"Just give seven cents!"

Seven cents.

Two old people who were supposed to enjoy their old age, they still have to make a few cents of profits here under the scorching sun.

And those hooligans in the factory just ask for 20 yuan.

How much money would those hooligans make if every clerk was like this?

Back at the company, Lin Chuan stood directly in the factory compound and shouted loudly, "Wu Lei, get out of here!"

This thunderous roar exploded in the factory in an instant, causing all the workers to stretch their heads to look at the yard.

Wu Lei just took a sip of tea, and when he heard the shout, he trotted all the way to Lin Chuan.

Seeing Lin Chuan's cold and angry expression, Wu Lei's heart was filled with turmoil.

"Mr. Lin, what happened?"

Lin Chuan didn't speak, just took off his jacket and fell heavily on the ground.

He rolled up his arms and rolled up his sleeves and said, "Call me all the security guards!"

Without saying a word, Wu Lei immediately took out his whistle and blew it hard.

In less than two minutes, more than 200 security guards stood in front of Lin Chuan in unison.

Lin Chuan immediately ordered: "Encircle the entire factory area, close all entrances and exits, and no one is allowed to leave!"

Security immediately disbanded, and soon the factory was surrounded by water.

Wu Lei was still asking strangely, "Mr. Lin, you are..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Chuan turned around and punched Wu Lei directly in the face.

Wu Lei was stunned on the spot, covered his painful face, and asked suspiciously, "Mr. Lin, what are you doing?"

Lin Chuan gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, "Why? You are the manager of the security department of Mengying Company, what are you doing to eat? A group of hooligans in the factory are rampaging to death, robbing workers' wages,

Even if they don't pay, they don't even let their boyfriends and girlfriends meet. Is this my factory or the factory of those gangsters? You talk about it all day long, there are such damn hooligans in the factory, don't you know? "

Lin Chuan's angry voice caused a chill in the factory, especially those hooligans, who were so frightened that they broke into cold sweats.

At this moment, Lin Chuan turned around and walked towards the warehouse, followed by Wu Lei, gnashing his teeth.

The aunt's son was soon found in the warehouse.

Now the guy has bruises on his face.

Lin Chuan asked coldly: "Don't be afraid, tell me, who stole your salary? Who beat you, I'll vent your anger!"