It didn't take long for the 500 strikers to be driven out, but they didn't leave. The man with the protruding mouth and monkey-like chin was still loudly proclaiming his views: "Don't worry, it won't be long before that Xiao guy is crying and begging us to go back. Without us, Lo Fong won't be able to make any products. We are now the people who decide the life and death of Lo Fong. We have to have confidence, we have to have the strength to fight against the capitalists to the end!"
Although he spoke in a very imposing and loud voice, everyone was shrouded in a dejected mood at the moment. They found a place to sit down and sadly lowered their heads. Now that they had calmed down, they suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why didn't they do a good job? Why did they protest and go on strike?
If they asked themselves honestly, their salary was indeed much higher than that of other factories, but in the end, they couldn't fight against deep-rooted greed, so they participated in this strike. Most of them were now feeling regretful.
If they really lost this job, their families would lose their source of income. Their families had babies who were breastfeeding, children who went to school, and elderly parents who didn't have any labor force. With so many mouths waiting for their income to support them, where should they go? Thinking of this, some employees who were smoking couldn't help but tremble violently with cigarettes in their hands.
On the other side, Xiao Luo ordered people to bring in a table and four stools. He was sitting with Chu Yunxiong, Zhang Dashan, and Ge Zhongtian, leisurely drinking hot tea without a trace of nervousness.
Of course, Zhang Dashan was somewhat restrained. He never dreamed that one day he would sit on the same table as Hua's legendary entrepreneur, Chu Yunxiong.
Compared to them, Lo Fong's ministers were as anxious as ants on a hot pan. They couldn't help but be anxious. Without workers in the bread processing factory, all the equipment was equivalent to being abandoned there. Not only could it not create value, but it would also cause the company to lose money. The longer it dragged on, the more losses the company would suffer.
"President Xiao, we can't wait any longer. We should at least satisfy their demands and let them return to work." Xu Guansong's eyebrows were almost knitted together as he came forward to persuade Xiao Luo.
Xiao Luo was unmoved. He just turned his head to look at Zhang Dashan: "Are they here?"
Zhang Dashan looked at the time: "They should be here soon."
"How many people?"
"About 320. They are all workers from the bread factory. they can work as long as they are here."
"Ok."
Xiao Luo's turn to nod, and he slowly drank his tea.
This conversation caused Xu Guansong and the other department heads to be bewildered. Three hundred and twenty? How could he pull in 320 people with experience in bread processing all at once? How is this possible!
Who knows... Who knows............ be.............................. be..... hire............................
At this time, Xiao Luo waved his hand and called the factory director, Zhang Donghai, over.
. Zhang Donghai smiled from ear to ear. He was very enthusiastic. "Chairman Xiao, what are your orders?"
Xiao Luo pointed to the only man standing at the entrance. He was the only one who was instilling confidence and courage into the workers. "What's his name?" Xiao Luo asked.
"Oh, him. His name is Wang Tiechui," Zhang Donghai hurriedly replied.
"Lin Chongdong, give me his file."
"Yes, Chairman Xiao!"
Lin Chongdong admired Xiao Luo. He was also very pleased with what had just happened. Therefore, he carried out Xiao Luo's orders unconditionally.
Xiao Luo wasn't a pushover. Now that someone had taken advantage of him, he had to be prepared for revenge. Besides, he didn't think that this was a simple case of an employee asking for a raise. There had to be someone behind the scenes, and if he wanted to find out who it was, this Wang Tiechui would be the key to finding out who it was.
…
An hour later, five buses arrived in front of Lo Fong's entrance and stopped side by side.
"Hey … they're here!"
Zhang Dashan stood up excitedly and walked quickly to the entrance.
Chu Yunxiong was very surprised to see the people coming out of the five buses. He said to Xiao Luo, "Xiao Luo, this friend of yours is quite capable."
Xiao Luo smiled. "He just happened to know the boss of a bakery. Taste Buds is getting bigger and bigger. The boss was forced into a corner and had no choice but to declare bankruptcy and fire all his workers. I just happened to need this many people. He asked around in his circle of friends and hit it off. The boss immediately sent them to me."
"Looks like everyone's ability can't be underestimated," Ge Zhongtian said with a smile.
Xiao Luo didn't say anything else. He hadn't expected Zhang Dashan's connections to be so extensive. Indeed, Zhang Dashan's words were true. Three years of working in a bank wasn't for nothing. Most of the people he came into contact with were bosses. In terms of connections, he couldn't compare.
When they saw the three hundred people disembarking from the five large buses, the five hundred or so employees of Luo's Workshop immediately turned pale. Wang Tiechui, who had been shouting to calm the crowd and supporting the protest to the end, also turned pale.
How could this be?
How could they hire so many people to take over their jobs all of a sudden?
No, it shouldn't be like this. It can't be like this. That's their job!
"President Xiao, we know we were wrong. We were wrong. Please don't fire us."
"We won't protest anymore. We won't protest anymore. As long as you don't fire us, we'll agree to anything."
"President Xiao, please forgive us!"
Cries and shouts rang out from the gate. If it weren't for the security guards, the large iron gate would've been crushed by the five hundred or so workers begging for their lives.
"Begging for your balls. I know my brother's temper. If he says he's going to fire you, then he's going to fire you. You're just looking for trouble. Why didn't you do a good job and come out here to protest? Hurry up and leave. Don't stay here," Zhang Dashan cursed.
"Big brother, please help me talk to President Xiao. I have six people in my family, and they all depend on my meager salary. I can't lose this job. I beg you," a man cried like a child as he hugged Zhang Dashan's leg and begged.
Zhang Dashan sighed. "Brother, I sympathize with your situation, but there's nothing I can do. My brother has already decided on something. Even if the heavens came, they wouldn't be able to change his mind. You'd better find another job."
He pushed him away, then asked the security guards to open a small door and let the new workers in.
"Everyone, don't beg them. If they don't want us here, there will be other places for us. Lo Fong is about to close down. What's so special about working here? If you're fired, then so be it. At worst, you can just find another job," Wang Tiechui said.
It would've been better if he hadn't said anything. As soon as he did, everyone realized that he was the one who had caused all of this.
"Wang Tiechui, I'll f * ck your mother!"
The man who had been crying and begging Zhang Dashan wiped the tears from his face. He picked up a broken brick from the ground and ran toward Wang Tiechui. He raised the brick high above his head and viciously smashed it into Wang Tiechui's head.
"It's all because of this bastard's nonsense that we lost our jobs. Get him!"
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