All the executives and members of the board of directors were dumbfounded. They hadn't figured out what was going on yet, but they had already come to their doorstep. This made them a little confused. Mino asked someone to call the police immediately. In this case, the police had to come.
Jiang Cheng also frowned. Now they didn't even know how this person had died. They had already been fooled by others. Mino knew that it was not going to work. She said to Liu Yuanqing, who was next to her, "President Liu, sorry to trouble you!"
How could Liu Yuanqing not understand what the president meant? He took the loudspeaker that Mino handed to him, coughed twice, prepared his words, and said, "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet. If you have anything to say, say it slowly. Don't be noisy. You can choose a few representatives to come out and talk to us about this. Don't worry, don't worry!"
After the loudspeaker shouted, the scene immediately became quiet. After a while, several representatives were chosen. When these representatives came out, Jiang Cheng's pupils instantly shrank.
Because these people were too suspicious. Just a moment ago, the scene was a mess, but Vice President Liu's words shocked them. Moreover, they chose representatives in just a few minutes. This clearly showed that the reason why this group of migrant workers came to the door of the group to make trouble was obviously because someone was instigating them. And the people who were instigating them, needless to say, were the people in front of them.
Jiang Cheng winked at Little White, who had been standing by his side. Little White nodded knowingly, remembered the faces of these representatives, and then flashed away. Soon, several representatives came out of the crowd.
They came to Jiang Cheng, Mino, and other board members fearlessly. They pointed at Mino's nose and said in a Shanxi accent, "You're President Mi, right? I'm telling you, my fellow countryman came here to work with me. Not only did he earn a little money, but you not only didn't give us living expenses, but you also didn't give us money to see a doctor. Now my fellow countryman is dead. Tell me, how should I explain it to my aunt?"
Mino didn't understand the Shanxi accent. She only heard the man in front of her keep saying things, but she didn't understand what he was saying at all.
The other older directors, who had been to many places and had more experience, understood. This migrant worker said that his fellow countryman was sick and dead, and now the group was in trouble.
Jiang Cheng also understood what the man was saying. He waved to the contractor, Zhang Xia, and said, "President Zhang, is there someone like him in the construction site you're in charge of?"
Zhang Xia saw that it was this idiot who spoke up, and he immediately understood what was going on. This idiot was from Shanxi, and his name was Huo Sheng. He usually worked well, and other than stealing steel to sell scrap metal, he didn't have any major problems. He had a fellow countryman who came to the construction team with him, but his fellow countryman wasn't in good health, and he had been lying in bed for the past month.
Originally, according to the rules of the construction site, the wages of the migrant workers would be paid at the end of the year when they returned home. This was because at that time, Nan Hua Group would cut the debt with the contractor. Only after the debt was cut would the contractor have the money to pay the migrant workers. Usually, they would give the migrant workers 600 to 700 yuan a month to eat, but it was still too early for the New Year, and his fellow countryman was seriously ill. Out of humanitarianism, Zhang Xia paid 5,000 yuan out of his own pocket to treat his fellow countryman.
He thought it wasn't a serious illness, so Zhang Xia didn't care too much about it. He didn't expect that his fellow countryman would die today. This was a big deal. No matter what, the person died in the shed, and it had to be related to the construction site.
Zhang Xia told Jiang Cheng the whole story, and after Jiang Cheng heard it, he frowned. He wasn't afraid of dealing with the aftermath of the worker's death, but he was afraid that someone would use this matter to make a fuss.
Last time, someone had died at Nan Hua Group's construction site. Although the police had already found out that the worker's death was caused by some special reason, they didn't publicize it, and instead chose to deal with it in a low-key manner. Mino was also very generous, and she paid a lot of money to the deceased workers to suppress the matter.
He didn't expect that after a few months, there would be another death at the construction site, but this time, it was due to illness. To be honest, this worker's death had nothing to do with their group. Everyone had to live, grow old, get sick, and die. If you worked in a place, and you died in the process of illness, then the unit shouldn't be responsible.
Jiang Cheng asked Zhang Xia, "What illness did the dead worker have?"
Zhang Xia thought about it and said, "It seems that there was something wrong with his lungs!"
Jiang Cheng didn't know what to say. Although the workers now earned a lot of money, even more than the white-collar workers in the office, their money was exchanged with their lives. He called Mino to his side and said to her, "Let's think of a way to deal with it by paying. Since this kind of thing happened, we can only do this. If we don't pay, I'm afraid that this group of workers will cause trouble, and it won't be good for the group!"
Mino said with a bitter face, "I also want to pay, but now that all the accounts have been frozen, we have no money to pay at all!"
Jiang Cheng thought about it and said, "You ask the representative to talk to them. Tell me the price after you've reached an agreement. I'll pay for it!"
Jiang Cheng was now rich and overbearing. The winery was making a lot of money every day, so he could still afford a few million yuan. Liu Yuanqing got Mino's words and talked with a group of workers' representatives for half an hour. Finally, the matter was settled. Huo Sheng said that he had to pay three million yuan, or else he would make a big deal out of it!
Jiang Cheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. A sick worker died, and his fellow countryman asked the group for a huge amount of three million yuan as compensation. They were really greedy!
Jiang Cheng called Huo Sheng in front of him and said to him, "You're the one who said that you want three million yuan as compensation, right?"
It was Huo Sheng's first time dealing with a group of bosses, but he was not afraid at all. He said casually, "That's me. Didn't you agree to pay? If you pay, we won't make a big deal out of it!"
Jiang Cheng laughed and said, "Three million is fine."
Huo Sheng was so happy that he almost jumped up when he heard Jiang Cheng's agreement. But soon, his mood sank again.
Jiang Cheng continued, "But I'm not giving the three million yuan to you. It's for your worker. Our group is giving this money out of the spirit of humanitarianism. Go and call his family from Shanxi, then go to the relevant government department to issue a death certificate. Bring his ID card and household register. I want to see his death certificate and household register before I give the money. Get everything ready. I'll send the money to your relatives. Okay, you can go now."
When Huo Sheng heard Jiang Cheng's words, he was dumbfounded. He didn't expect the other party to make such a move. This was completely out of his expectations. Didn't that person say yesterday that they would definitely lose money? He didn't expect that it would be in such a way.
After Jiang Cheng made things clear, he ordered for them to be chased out. Huo Sheng wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. He angrily brought his workers out.
After they returned outside, a few of the workers gathered around Huo Sheng and said, "Old Huo, why is this script wrong? What did you tell that person? Didn't you say that Old Ye would be fine after taking the medicine he gave them? They would definitely be afraid and settle it with money in a low-key manner? Why did they suddenly ask for a death certificate and a family member to bring their household registration?"
Huo Sheng was also stunned. This was a farce directed by them. A few days ago, someone came to find him and asked him if he wanted to earn money. Huo Sheng thought to himself, who wouldn't want to earn money? Of course he wanted to! But how was he going to earn money? This made Huo Sheng a little confused.
The man took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and said to Huo Sheng, "Find a person to drink this medicine. After drinking it, the person will sleep for three days and three nights and enter a state of shock. At that time, you guys can carry the corpse to the entrance of Nan Hua Group to cause a ruckus. Nan Hua Group will definitely pay for it in order to keep the peace."
Huo Sheng was skeptical. He asked hesitantly, "How much will they pay for it?"
The man stretched out three fingers and said solemnly, "At least three hundred thousand!"
When Huo Sheng heard three hundred thousand, his eyes widened. He called a few fellow villagers over and decided to give it a try. The person to test the medicine was Old Ye, who wasn't in good health.
Old Ye was from the same village as Huo Sheng. His health had always been poor. If it wasn't for his family being poor, he wouldn't have worked as a laborer. When he heard that he could earn three hundred thousand, he agreed without hesitation. He drank the medicine in one gulp. As soon as the medicine entered his stomach, Old Ye went into shock. He was no different from a dead person.
The next day, Huo Sheng gathered a group of workers and rushed to the entrance of Nan Hua Group with a banner saying 'pay with your life'. When he saw so many CEOs of Nan Hua Group coming out and saying that they could pay for it, he had an idea. He privately changed the price from three hundred thousand to three million.
However, he didn't expect that when he said three million, the other party would actually agree. It was just that three million was not easy to get. They had to issue a death certificate and a certificate to cancel their household registration. They also had to get Old Ye's family to collect the money. If Old Ye really collected the money and his family didn't give it to him, then wouldn't they have worked for nothing?
One of the workers thought about it and said, "Old Huo, f * ck, let's stop fooling around. Let's be honest with the CEOs. Old Ye is just in shock. He's not really dead. Where are we going to get a death certificate for him?"
Huo Sheng was also anxious. They definitely couldn't get a death certificate or cancel his household registration because Old Ye was fine. He just drank medicine and went into shock. He would wake up in three days. However, if they did that, then they wouldn't be able to earn the money!
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