Although the Wo Hing Society is not considered a big society, and is only located in the Kowloon Walled City, but all kinds of deeds have long been spread throughout Hong Kong. Outside the fortress at least have the police suppression, but the Wo Hing Society is a completely lawless existence, outside the murder and arson, as long as the hide back in the fortress, it is a mud cow into the sea, no one can do anything.
Seeing the fear on Ah Zhong's face, Chen Canaan smiled sorrowfully, "Do you want me to take you to the city fortress for a visit"
Ah Zhong's two families instantly turned pale, his head shook like a rattle drum, shivering, "No no no, we'll leave right now, and we'll never cause any more trouble to find Hui Shao."
Chen Canaan snorted lightly in disgust and released the man, and waved his hand to signal the other brothers to release the other workers who were restrained.
As if he was afraid that someone would change his mind, Ah Zhong took a few prickly workers and ran towards the factory gate as fast as a frightened rabbit.
The few remaining employees who were fired but didn't participate in the fight, this time they also knew that they were afraid, Supervisor Wang took the lead and opened his mouth towards Lin Zi Hui respectfully, "Young Fai, we really didn't do a good job in the past couple of days, but we definitely don't have anything else in mind, so please give us another chance, we'll definitely work seriously and make up for our mistakes."
Lin Zi Hui glanced at Qiao Wen, and the other nodded at him without moving.
"Alright," Lin Zi Hui pondered for a moment, seeming to seriously consider it, then nodded, "You are all old employees, if it wasn't for the fact that your performance was really too disappointing, I wouldn't have fired you. Since you have the intention to change your ways, I'll give you a chance, I hope you'll show me sincerity."
Supervisor Wang and the few people beside him looked at each other in surprise and nodded their heads, "Thank you, Mr. Hui, we'll make sure to show you sincerity."
Lin Zihui waved his hand, "Then get back to work."
Several people were overjoyed, rushed to the plant, each in their hearts secretly intend to cherish this lost and found opportunity.
Meanwhile, a black Ford, drove into the factory gates.
It was Wu Yaodong who received the news and rushed over.
Manager Wu although at home "sick", but the factory everywhere is his eyes and ears, what happened these days, he is not only a clear understanding, but also can be said to be the whole remote control command.
I'm sure there must have been a sneaky call from one of his people to report this just now.
But Jovian knew that after today, there would be no more of him in this factory.
Wu Yaodong got down from the car and hurriedly walked over to Lin Zi Hui, sweeping a bunch of unidentified young men next to him, he said urgently, "Young Fai, what's going on? I heard that you're firing twenty people at once, even Ah Zhong."
Lin Zi Hui flashed a gentle and polite smile at him, "Just a little thing, who called you here, Uncle Dong? Letting you recuperate is not restful." After a pause, he asked, "Are you in good health?"
Qiao Wen laughed silently, Young Master Hui this yin and yang he liked.
Wu Yaodong snapped, "It's nothing serious, I can come back to work tomorrow."
Lin Zihui said, "Uncle Dong, when you're old, your body is most important."
Wu Yaodong nodded, "All these years of working hard for Mingyue Factory, I really didn't take too good care of my body, or else I wouldn't have suddenly taken two days off to recuperate."
As if Lin Zi Hui remembered something, he took out a hundred dollars from his pocket and handed it to Chen Canaan, "Anan, today I'm troubling you and your brothers, take this money and treat everyone to a good meal."
Chen Canaan is not a twisted nature, quickly took the money, laughed: "There is no need to be polite between friends, besides, Xiao Qiao opened the matter, how can I not do it well." Said, waved his hand, "Then you guys are busy, I'm leaving, call me anytime, on call."
As if remembering something else, he turned his head to look up and down at Qiaowen and asked, "That servant street didn't hurt you just now, did it?"
Qiao Wen shook his head and laughed, "You hurry back, bringing so many people out, be careful that Fourth Brother won't be able to find anyone to whip you."
Chen Canaan hemmed and hawed, "Right, right, right, I'll go then."
After seeing him roll away with his men, Lin Zi Hui then looked at Wu Yao without slowing down and smiled, "I happen to have something to talk to Uncle Dong, since you're here, let's choose a day to talk, we'll go to the office and talk slowly."
Wu Guangyao pretending to be sick for a few days, is to give Lin Zihui a downward spiral, so that this fledgling boy knows that the factory is not without him as a manager. In the future, you can honestly drink tea and watch TV in the office to mix life, and when tired of where to come back to where to go.
According to his people's report, the troubles and difficulties he had deliberately set up in the previous two days had indeed kept this young master and his secretary, busy as hell.
However, I didn't expect that Lin Zi Hui would suddenly strike so thunderously this morning.
Take the salary increase to buy people's hearts and use force to suppress dissatisfaction. Originally thought to be a fledgling rash, it turned out to be a ruthless character. Wu Yaodong received the news, simply shocked, rushed to run over, it is really the same as reported, he ate a defeat, can only be the first to be good with people back to the office.
Lin Zihui was still a gentlemanly and amiable looking man, smiling and reaching out his hand, "Uncle Dong, you're not well, please have a seat."
Wu Yaodong's body is actually very good, the so-called physical health leave is a deliberate act. Now by Lin Zihui one mouth a "bad health", blocked heart congestion and depression, as if the body is really going to be a big problem.
He sat down silently on the couch.
Lin Zi Hui personally made him another cup of tea, "Uncle Dong, have some tea."
Wu Yaodong's expression snapped as he picked up the cup and took a sip, because the water was boiling water that had just been poured out of a warm kettle, and in a moment of absentmindedness, he was scalded in the mouth and coughed it out violently, and his hand shook, spilling the tea on the back of his hand, and there was another burst of searing heat.
Lin Zihui said, "Uncle Dong, you're not well, be careful."
"Not in good health" These four words with a magical voice piercing through his brain made Wu Yaodong feel as if his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys had been scalded by this mouthful of hot tea. He took a deep breath to calm himself down, put down the cup and forced a smile, "I've made Young Master Hui worried, I'm fine."
Lin Zihui nodded, sat down behind his desk, took out a check from the drawer, handed it to Qiao Wen, cleared his throat, and said, "Secretary Qiao, Uncle Dong's matter, go ahead."
Jovian nodded and walked over to the couch, placing the check on the coffee table.
Wu Yaodong's gaze fell on the check for one hundred thousand dollars, and he frowned uncertainly and spoke, "What is this?"
Qiao Wen clenched his fist under his nose, coughed lightly, and looked at him with a smile: "Uncle Dong should be fifty years old this year, and has been working hard for the Mingyue Factory for more than twenty years, both Mr. Lin and the workers at the factory are very thankful for your dedication over the years. In the past few days, you have been sick at home because of your hard work. Young Master Fai thought that at your age you should be able to enjoy your family in peace, but you got sick because of the factory's hard work, so he discussed with Mr. Lin and decided to let you retire early and take good care of your health. This check is the reward you deserve for all the work you've done for the factory over the years, it should be enough for you to enjoy your old age in peace."
His tone of voice was not tight and not slow, can be completely called gentle and respectful, however, every word was like a needle in a sheep's clothing, piercing Wu Yaodong's lips straight trembling, unbelievably opened his eyes wide, a round face with no blood, pale as if he was really seriously ill.
Only after a long time did he suppress his anger and speak, "Shao Hui, are you firing me?"
Qiao Wen replied for Lin Zi Hui, "Uncle Dong, you've got it wrong, Mr. Hui is just considering your poor health and asking you to retire early to recuperate properly."
Wu Yaodong in the end was unable to tense up, a slap on the coffee table, the cup of tea slapped a splash. The expression was one of annoyance and anger, eyes wide with rage, which still had the usual pleasant color.
"Mr. Hui, I, Wu, have been in the Bright Moon Factory since the day it was founded, and I've been the manager for more than ten years, so it's not reasonable for you to kick me out just because you're here, is it? Without me, do you think this factory can still operate normally?"
Qiao Wen laughed softly, "Uncle Dong, you really misunderstood Mr. Hui, he just sees that you are working too hard and wants you to take a good rest. During the two days you were away, the factory did encounter a little trouble, but we young people, how can we be afraid of difficulties, they have all been solved. Now the factory is operating normally, if you don't worry, you can go to the workshop and warehouse to take a look before you leave."
"What are you, shut up!" Wu Yaodong got up angrily, looking at him with a big, iron face. He knew more or less what kind of person Lin Zi Hui was, with this young master's temperament, he would never be able to do this, so the driving force behind all of this must be this secretary who came out of nowhere.
He has lived for a long time, the bright moon factory has long been in his palm, unexpectedly in just a few days by a young man to play, but also swept out. How can he be willing?
Just a full of anger but it is not good to burn directly toward Lin Zi Hui, only to Qiao Wen attack.
The other man was almost sprayed with saliva by him, but he still curved his lips and smiled submissively.
All the bad words have been said by Qiao Wen, and the bad guy has also been called Qiao Wen, Lin Zi Hui of course can't let him suffer from this aggravation, seeing that Wu Yaodong is not kind to Qiao Wen, he busily said, "Uncle Dong, I'm really just thinking about you, and Secretary Qiao is only doing things according to my instructions, so don't make things difficult for him."
Wu Yaodong snorted coldly, "Fine, I'll call Mr. Lin."
Lin Zihui nodded, "I'll dial the number for you."
Yesterday, after Qiao Wen told him to ask his father for a check, he looked for Lin Zhaoming that night, originally thought that his father would also ask a few more questions, but I do not know that his old man did not say a word, opened this check, obviously Lin Zhaoming has long had this idea.
So he was not at all worried about Wu Yaodong's high black status.
The phone was connected, and Lin Zhaoming's answering voice soon came from the other end.
"Abba, Uncle Dong wants to talk to you." Lin Zi Hui heard his father's voice and hurriedly spoke.
"Okay, you give him the phone."
Lin Zi Hui readily handed the phone to Wu Yaodong.
Wu Yaodong hands held the receiver, opening a dry howl: "Boss, I have been with you for so many years, no credit but also hard work, how do I know that Hui Shao will be dismissed as soon as I come, you have to do justice for me."
Lin Zhaoming on the phone laughed softly and said, "Ah Dong, you misunderstood Zi Hui. He saw you working hard in the factory these days and had health problems, he hurriedly came to me and told me that you were getting old, he couldn't bear to see you exhausting your body for Mingyue Factory any longer, and asked me to ask for a cheque for you, so that you could retire in peace and rest for the rest of your life." He paused and sighed quietly, "Ah Dong, you have really worked hard all these years, the factory has always been in your care, I didn't ask too much, if Zi Hui hadn't mentioned it to me, I wouldn't have thought of this, you just take the money and take care of your body, just leave the hard work to the young people, and if there is anything you need help with, you can find me anytime."
Wu Yaodong originally had a bellyful of words of complaint, but unexpectedly was blocked by the other party's soft words.
It was not until this moment that he realized that the reason Lin Zi Hui had the ability to come up with this stunt was not just because he was the boss's son, but because this was originally the boss's intention.
Lin Zhaoming early regardless of the matter of Mingyue factory, but he is so shrewd businessman, definitely will not really do not know these years in their own hands to play a variety of tricks, previously only because of the Mingyue factory has feelings, do not want to close, turn a blind eye to just. Now the son grows up to do things, naturally will not let himself as an outsider to continue to take advantage of.
Wu Yaodong knows that he has lost his momentum, the original brewing words do not need to say again, snappily said thank you, then hung up the phone.
But in the end, he was not willing to do so, and glared fiercely at the two backwoods boys in the office, and left angrily.
He didn't leave the factory directly, but went to the workshop and warehouse to meet the beloved ones who had followed him for so many years, intending to take the people with him one by one, so that these two backwoods boys would know what it meant for Mingyue Factory to lose him.
Lin Zi Hui stood by the window, watching the commotion outside.
He was actually a bit nervous, if Wu Yaodong took away a group of people, especially a few management, the factory would really have to shut down for a while.
"Mann, do you think anyone would really go with Uncle Tung then?"
Qiao Wen smiled and patted him on the shoulder, ''Shao Hui, you can rest assured. People die for money and birds die for food, who in the factory is not doing this for a living. In the past, they were loyal to Uncle Tung because he was the factory manager and they had to make a living under him. Now that Uncle Tung has left the factory, it means that they are nothing, and anyone who wants to support his family will not go with him just for the sake of a moment of anger. The only ones who would go with him, the Ah Chung ones, have already been chased away by us in advance."
As expected, half an hour later, Wu Yaodong walked out of the plant in a huff, still with only the driver who had followed him in earlier.
The two men left almost in disgrace.
Lin Zi Hui was greatly relieved to see this and turned to Qiao Wen, "Ah Wen, when you told me about this method yesterday, I was a little worried, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. You really are a divine planner."
Qiao Wen laughed: "What is this divine plan, as long as you know a little bit about the human heart, it is not difficult. It can go so smoothly, mainly because you are the boss, Mingyue Factory is more or less yours now." He paused and added, "But you don't want to be too happy, let's go see how the production line is doing, Ah Zhong took away ten or so people, and you need to hurry up and rearrange that production line of his."
Lin Zi Hui nodded.
Two people went to the workshop to walk around, and it is true that the method of grace and authority is very effective, the entire workshop working condition of a new look, even with the production of ready-made clothes, the process has been significantly improved.
Many of the workers were so handy for a dollar a piece of extra labor.
Delivery of this order the day after tomorrow is obviously not going to be a problem.
The next thing to think about is how to make more money out of the factory, especially for Joe Man, who intends to start his first bucket of money here, so naturally he has to think bigger and longer term.
Fortunately, from finding his father's murderer to taking care of Wu Yaodong, Lin Zi Hui trusted him very much, and if he wanted to carry out any work, he should get his 100% support.
Jovian felt witty on one side and a little bold on the other when he thought that he was actually planning to make money off of the original story's big male lead and make a name for himself in this world.
But then again, today's Lin Zi Hui, still a simple-minded youth, really didn't have any semblance of a macho demeanor.
If it was because he changed the plot and caused Lin Zi Hui to lose the opportunity to turn his life around, would he remain such a naι£e nature and thus die out?
Jovian wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing, but it shouldn't be a bad thing if a person was still having a good time.
Tossed these days, although did not do any physical work, but is also anxious to worry, Qiao Wen has obviously felt that his body can not withstand some.
Lin Zi Hui also saw that his face looked very bad and seemed to be tired, and he wrapped up his work early that evening and sent the man back.
"Man, go back and stop thinking about work and get some sleep."
At the entrance to the Walled City, Lin Zihui sat in the back seat of the car and rolled down the window to say goodbye to Qiaowen.
Qiaowen curved his lips and forced a tired smile, "You too, go back and get some rest, these past few days have been really busy."
He raised his hand in a perfunctory wave and turned around, ready to cross the street and go inside the fortress.
However, only just turned around to take a step, will feel a wave of dizziness violently attacked, in front of the eyes of the first emergence of a large number of stars, and then the stars annihilated, plunged into a piece of darkness, and then no consciousness.
Lin Zi Hui, who was rolling up the window and ready to order the driver to leave, watched the person outside the car fall softly to the ground, and let out a cry of fright, hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car, fished the person from the ground in a hurry, and supported him in his arm, shaking one side and calling out loudly, "Wen, Wen, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me?"
The driver was an experienced one, hearing the commotion and getting out of the car, seeing his own young master's panicked look and not knowing what to do, he reminded, "Young Master Hui, don't be in a hurry, there are a lot of clinics in the Kowloon Walled City, let's send them there right away."
Lin Zihui reacted and was about to carry the person on his back and run to the opposite side of the fortress when a motorcycle suddenly stopped in front of him, blocking his way.
The man in the car wearing a floral shirt removed his sunglasses and squinted his large narrow eyes at the person on Lin Zihui's back, frowning as he asked, "What happened to Wen?"
Hearing his tone, Lin Zi Hui thought that he was someone Qiao Wen was familiar with, and busily replied, "Fainted, I have to take him to the clinic right away, are you from the city fortress? Trouble you to show me the way."
This flowery shirt was, needless to say, none other than the red stick of the Hexing Society, Qin Yunfei, who put one foot on the ground and said, "I'm Wen's brother, just hand him over to me, I'll ride in faster, so you guys don't have to worry about it."
Lin Zihui did not think much, and did not dare to hesitate, rushed to the unconscious person, hand and foot to carry on the front seat of the motorcycle.
Qin Yunfei gripped the handlebars of the motorcycle with both hands and encircled Qiao Wen in front of him in his arms. He smiled at the worried Lin Zi Hui, "Don't worry, Wen has always been weak, fainting isn't a big deal, I'll send him to the clinic."
Lin Zihui nodded, "Then I'll trouble you."
Ran Qin Yunfei hooked the corner of his lips and started the motorcycle to drill in towards the opposite side of the city fortress.
Lin Zi Hui watched the motorcycle slowly disappear before sighing and heading back to his car.
As for Qin Yunfei in this room, after the motorcycle entered the narrow alley of the city fortress, he slightly lowered his head, took a deep breath in the unconscious Qiao Wen's ear, and revealed a pleasing smile, "Little thing, you've fallen into my hands today."
Author's Note: Anan: Qin Yunfei, I'll blow your dog's head off one day sooner or later.