Five minutes later, Hulk One and Hulk Two walked over swinging their arms.
Behind them, the CNC machines had already turned into worthless parts.
Liu Wenhu was horrified, and slowly retreated.
"Boss Liu, my two nephews were injured. How do you want to settle this?" Qiao One was a head shorter than Liu Wenhu, so Qiao One didn't even look him in the eye.
Hulk One and Hulk Two had now returned to their simple and honest appearance, standing in front of Qiao One like door gods.
Looking at the workshop, as if it was the end of the world, Liu Wenhu's face was pale.
From the moment these two big guys started to wantonly destroy the equipment in the workshop, Liu Wenhu already had his suspicions.
These two big guys were purposely making trouble for the machines, making people suspect that they were intentionally causing damage.
But what made Liu Wenhu not dare to come to a conclusion was, who would dare to use their own life as an excuse to destroy the machines?
Even if O 'Neal, who was taller than them, didn't dare to have a thousand pound object smash on their heads.
Their bodies were big, but their necks and heads weren't made of metal.
For these two to not have a thousand pound object smash on their heads was already considered lucky, and Liu Wenhu was lucky.
If he said that these people were trying to cause trouble for him, using their own life as an excuse, wouldn't that be a joke?
Liu Wenhu then thought about that young man from before, Liu Wenhu suspected that he had the ability to do so.
Because the process was too fast, that young man had only left for ten minutes, and these three people came to apply.
Then he thought about the other small scooter companies that he used to destroy their jobs, but Liu Wenhu couldn't find any suspects.
With the quality these two big guys showed, any boss with foresight would carefully take care of them, and treat them as treasures.
With these two big guys, whether it was as bodyguards, or taking them out to collect debts, they would be excellent choices.
Who would be willing to let these two treasures risk their lives?
The more he thought about it, the less likely it was. But Liu Wenhu still gritted his teeth, and asked: "Were you sent by that young man from before?"
If it wasn't for Hulk One and Hulk Two being so big, Liu Wenhu would have already torn Qiao One to pieces.
"We came here to look for a job, but you, Mr. Liu, violated the rules and made my two nephews carry heavy objects, causing them to be hit by heavy objects." Qiao One repeated.
"Mr. Liu, if you feel angry, you can call the police!"
Liu Wenhu took out his phone, and when his finger was about to dial the first number, he hesitated.
As someone who had been in the business world for many years, Liu Wenhu, who was the best at finding loopholes in the law, only needed a short amount of time to go through the entire process.
Then, Liu Wenhu made a despairing discovery. If he chose to call the police and let the Ministry of Labour and the police intervene, he was afraid that in the end, he would not get a single cent and would have to pay for the medical expenses of these two idiots.
Looking at the filthy blockheads, there were only a few bruises on their exposed bronze-colored skin. It was unknown whether it was caused by heavy objects or by them smashing machines.
Liu Wenhu found it hard to imagine just how strong these two people's physiques were to be able to remain unscathed after being smashed by over a thousand jin of goods.
But in terms of rules and regulations, Liu Wenhu didn't need to think to figure out the result.
These three people were officially recruited by him and had gone through the entry procedures.
It was a fact that they were smashed by heavy objects. No one would believe that someone would dare to smash over a thousand jin of goods on themselves just to find fault.
The fatal part was that Liu Wenhu ordered them to carry the heavy objects himself, and he even ordered it twice.
Letting two workers carry the goods that needed to be moved by a crane, what kind of concept was this?
On the small side, this was a serious violation, on the big side, this was disregarding human life.
But the most fatal, most fatal, most fatal … …
It wasn't that Liu Wenhu violated the rules, but that these two blockheads didn't have good brains.
These two blockheads had a problem with their brains, as long as they weren't blind, they would be able to see it. But this kind of people belonged to the [Unable to Identify and Control Group]. What they did wasn't illegal, and it was even more useful than the ancient death-exemption gold medallion.
Going through the procedures for these two people represented that Liu Wenhu recognized these two people as having the ability to participate in normal labor, and he was responsible for their actions.
This could also be proven by the monitoring in the workshop, that these two people were more hardworking than machines.
This was simply a model of self-improvement. This kind of people were the best seedlings to participate in the Dream Show and stand out in Hua Xia.
Then, because of the unscrupulous boss' illegal operation, these good seedlings were smashed by a deadly heavy object, and then fell into madness … …
People with bad brains shouldn't be provoked, this was common sense for all normal people. This was because this kind of people were easily provoked, and then they would lose their rationality and destroy things.
It was obvious that these two blockheads could find a lot of legal explanations from medical cases that matched the symptoms.
As for the machines in the workshop being smashed, it could only be said that these two people's destructive power was a little too strong, and they were a little too strong. They couldn't be too strong, could they?
Perhaps the hospital's medical staff would even stand from the perspective of the weak to mock and ridicule them. It was already the result of their restraint that they didn't hurt anyone, so what was wrong with smashing a few machines?
After sorting out his thoughts, Liu Wenhu really didn't dare to make this call.
Then, should he just swallow his anger when his equipment that was worth tens of millions was smashed?
Liu Wenhu really wanted to tear these three people to pieces, so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart. But the messy steel machines on the floor were telling Liu Wenhu an obvious truth.
If he wanted to use violence against these two brainless blockheads, he would probably have to gather ten world boxing champions.
He also remembered that Qiaoyi said that they had been apprenticed to a master since they were young, and they even practiced the Iron Head Technique.
Previously, when they were smashed by a thousand kilograms of heavy objects, it also proved how hard their heads were.
In his heart, Liu Wenhu silently increased the number of world boxing champions to twenty, and each of them had to have a titanium alloy mace.
Using reason, using emotion, to make them realize their mistakes, and then make them compensate?
When he thought of their ID cards, that place was thousands of miles away, a place where even a mouse would cry and come out, Liu Wenhu felt even more despair.
In that kind of place, even if they sold their entire stronghold, it probably wouldn't be worth the price of a single machine.
Heavens!
Liu Wenhu held his head in despair. Could it be that he had done too many bad things, and now he was receiving retribution?
Liu Wenhu fell into a state of confusion. The production workshop was completely done for. These machines that were worth tens of millions, were all accumulated from over ten years of black-hearted money. Once it was destroyed, it would be extremely difficult to climb back up.
"Scram, you're fired, scram!" Liu Wenhu roared.
"Fired for no reason, then you have to pay three months of salary." Qiaoyi didn't really expect any compensation. He hid behind Hulk One and Hulk Two and said: "The three of us did so much work, and you just fired us like that, do you think we're made of mud?"
"In our stronghold, no one has ever dared to talk to us like that." Qiaoyi patted Hulk One's bear-like waist: "These two nephews of mine, although they don't talk much, their tempers aren't as good as you think."
"Accountant, give them three months of salary …" Liu Wenhu viciously stared at Qiaoyi, and said through clenched teeth.
"Bo … Boss …" A worker trembled as he walked up: "I … I also want to resign."
"I … I also want to …"
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