Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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"vomit……"

In the toilet, the creepy voice could be heard far away.

The driver of the first car chewed toothpaste while washing his face and brushing his teeth, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that, college students vomit like this."

"Putting up and down together, everyone has the same smell." The driver of the second car put his head under the faucet, flushed it all over, and got up and said: "I heard him run a stomach last night, and it didn't stop in the morning. Today Another day off."

"By the way, how is the foreigner?"

"The foreigner has a good physique, and his stomach healed after running for a while last night, but he couldn't sleep today."

"Joke, do you really think he has a good physique? No matter how good your physique is, can it be better than medicine?" The driver of the three cars laughed, and white foam was sprayed everywhere.

"Do you have any news?" The other two looked over curiously.

"You didn't see each other yesterday. The laowai had dinner with the interpreter, and after only a few mouthfuls, Director Feng took the laowai to drink, and the interpreter ate by himself." The driver of the third car trembled quietly. information.

The other two suddenly realized "oh" at the right time.

"The people in Xi County are very courageous." The driver of the first car shook his head and said, "Do you really dare to prescribe medicine?"

"It's hard to say to Director Feng and the others. What are a few foreigners? Before the liberation, there were people who sold buns made of human flesh. That's enough, let's not talk about it. We're going to go down that bad road again. Have you tied up your spare tires?"

"It's tied."

"Prepare a few more, one spare tire might not be enough."

"It's ugly if it's tied too much."

"One spare tire is also tied, and the two spare tires are also tied. How ugly it can be. I said earlier that I drove a small passenger car, and there is no room for luggage. It doesn't matter if the trunk is full."

The three unshaven old drivers carefully discussed the issue of the spare tire and came to the conclusion that there would be two for one person, and then they left happily.

Of course, the motorcade did not start that day. Even though Zhang Sheng insisted on signing up, Team Leader Feng still gently stopped him.

Fortunately, the rest of the day was uneventful.

On the sixth day after leaving Pingjiang, the investigation team and representatives of Zeneca finally arrived in Xibao Town "smoothly".

The factory director, Comrade Li, led a group of cadres to the town to greet him.

Now it is rare to go to the boundary monument to greet them, especially the cadres of state-owned enterprises, who are often proud of their rebelliousness, and are even more reserved when welcoming them.

The actions of the factory manager gave many comrades in the investigation team a good impression.

Even Team Leader Feng doubted his life for three seconds: Maybe what happened in the past few days had no direct relationship with the West Fort Meat Factory, it was just a coincidence.

After three seconds, Team Leader Feng no longer had this feeling. It took three seconds to think about counterintuitive things, and if it took longer, he would really doubt life.

"Hello, Director Li, I've been waiting for a long time." Team leader Feng was also angry, and his words were not very polite.

He doesn't need to be polite to a factory director of a local state-owned enterprise who is about to retire.

For the same reason, Director Li, who is about to retire, is also fearless. For his own benefit, Director Li smiled like an old crow, exuding black air, and said: "Our factory has made arrangements. When the investigation team is stationed, to be honest, the WestJet factory matter is really not worth your trip. After a while, I have to go to the province to sue Likang for us to work, but the things we received are not worth it. Give us the money, we will fight the world with blood and sweat, not for the capitalists to exploit again!"

"Well said!" The cadres and workers' representatives who accompanied Factory Manager Li roared in unison, raising their hands high, like a rainbow.

Team Leader Feng frowned, and looked from left to right.

The cadres are determined, and the workers are clear-eyed.

Sure enough, the worst happened.

Team Leader Feng looked slowly at Director Li, and said with a smile, "The old factory director's sword is not old."

"No way, such a big factory, we can't let people cheat the money, let's help count the money." Factory Manager Li was extremely calm.

The factory has exchanged all the recent dividends for foreign exchange. The superior department is very happy to get the benefits of foreign exchange, and the subordinates are very happy to get the benefits of bonuses. The whole factory is united...

At this point, Director Li really doesn't care whether Team Leader Feng or Team Leader Hong comes.

Director Li glanced at the golden-blue-eyed foreigner, and his heart was full of passion for the War of Resistance Against Japan.

"Leader Feng, let's go to the WestJet factory first." Zhang Sheng's face was pale, but he still did not forget his work.

"Director Li, let's stop here for our reception. How about we go to the WestJet factory first?" Team Leader Feng asked Director Li with a smile.

"No problem, let's go there now." Director Li winked at the back and got into Director Feng's car directly.

The WestJet factory arrived in no time, and all members of the investigation team found the place without the introduction of Director Li.

It's so easy to find, there are banners in front of the door, and a large number of workers.

Banners, either with red characters on a white background, or white characters on a red background, are extremely eye-catching and hung where vehicles must pass.

"Zelikang is shameless, working ten hours a day, running away without pay."

"Repay my hard-earned wages"

"British factories closed down in disguise, and workers' blood and sweat were wasted"

"WestJet Factory Colony, Running Without Pay"

The total number of workers gathered under the banner was not too many, that is, twenty or thirty people, but when there were more people watching the excitement, the momentum rose.

Director Feng's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "What's going on?"

"The people at Zeneca said they would withdraw, and they would withdraw. Last month's salary would be gone... Workers also have to support their families. If they have opinions, I can't help it." Director Li went on to explain the embarrassment of some workers' families. shape.

"Even if you don't have a month's salary, you don't need to pull up the banner." Director Feng's expression became even uglier.

"Anyway, I don't have a job, so what do you do if you don't pull the banner." Factory Manager Li made a very reasonable explanation, which is also the explanation given to him by Yang Rui.

Thinking about the loss of tens of thousands of dollars caused by a one-day shutdown, Factory Manager Li's heart is bleeding, and he can't wait to pull up a banner to ask for hard-earned money.

"Is the problem so serious?" Team leader Feng stared at Lao Li's old face.

"Seriously, the factory can't start work, how serious it is." Lao Li nodded heavily.

Several people got out of the car. Team leader Feng thought that some workers would run up to stop him, but unfortunately, such a thing did not happen. The workers just looked at them coldly, with menacing eyes.

Team leader Feng called Wells and Mr. Zeneca over to repeat what Old Li had said.

After Zhang Sheng translated to Wells, he immediately called out to Qu: "They kicked out our managers. Since then, we can't get close to the WestJet factory, so how can we pay them."

"Is there no salary?" Team Leader Feng asked.

Zhang Sheng retorted: "It's not that we don't get paid, it's that we can't get paid."

"No matter what your reasons are, if the workers didn't get the money and they pulled up banners asking for money, it's not unreasonable." Team Leader Feng glanced at Zhang Sheng and said, "You must solve this problem first."

"I... well, no problem." Zhang Sheng asked Wells for instructions, nodded, and said, "Can we see the factory now?"

Team Leader Feng looked at Director Li.

"The factory door is locked." Director Li pointed to the big iron chain in front of the door, and said, "It's your own workers from Zeneca, so you can talk about it yourself."

Director Li pointed to the workers under the banner in front of him.

Zhang Sheng translated to Wells in a low voice, and the latter frowned. Capitalists are never afraid of factories, let alone the government, only the workers.

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