Fan Wubing held a white banner in his hand and wrapped his head in linen. He stood calmly in the street. He was wearing a black coarse robe, which looked like a figure in ancient costume. If he wasn't too young and too low, he would have the momentum of a hero from a distance.
After a night of planning and with the assistance of the Wang brothers, he quickly formulated an emergency plan. The first thing he did was to post about Wang Dafu's framing of power overnight to create public opinion support among the employees. This step seemed to be effective. What he unexpectedly thought was that the security department was a bit like watching the fun and did not take the initiative to expose the big-character posters everywhere. This was a bit intriguing.
"Can you really get angry in the factory?" Fan Wubing thought so in his heart, but the situation he saw secretly also confirmed this. Wang Dafu revealed two big-character posters, quarreled with Han Shijie for a few words, left in anger, Han Shijie looked as if he was smiling and tiger-like.
Next, Fan Wubing made a comeback. While the security department was having dinner with the police, he stood in the street without having to say anything deliberately. He was dressed in plain clothes and speechless, and had already conquered everyone passing by at work.
"Wang Dafu is really not a good thing. Even someone as kind as Director Fan dares to frame him. If we are all blind people?" Many people said angrily while watching.
"Worry, can your thin arms twist their thick thighs? Who is Wang Dafu? He is Sun Baoqing's son-in-law! Who is Sun Baoqing? Old factory director! He is also very influential in the department. As long as Sun Baoqing does not die for a day, who would like to pay attention to Wang Dafu's dog skin plaster?" An insider persuaded.
Han Shijie listened to everyone's discussion, but felt helpless. It was not his business. But Wang Dafu was asked to solve the problem, so he, the security director, came forward to solve it. Naturally, he was unwilling to do so. However, if he didn't stand up, he would inevitably be treated as a matter for Wang Dafu.
"Little kid--" Han Shijie coughed, swallowed half of the bun, and then said kindly to Fan Wubing, "This is an office place, you can't make trouble here. Look, uncles and uncles are going to work, it's not suitable for you to stop here, are you moving? Look, it's good to be under the shade of the trees there—" After saying that, he pointed to the big locust tree north of the factory gate.
Fan Wubing didn't even look at him, and stood there in a state of unchanged posture. He just shook the white banner for a moment, and said expressionlessly, "Impossible."
Han Shijie was a little unhappy at all. He thought to himself, do you think I am willing to stand up for Wang Dafu? Let you move aside, let's not overturn the river. I look at my door and show your grievances. Wouldn't everyone be happy? You kid really don't know good people and bad people!
But looking back, the child in front of him is just a preschooler. Of course, it is impossible for people to believe that he runs here. Han Shijie guessed that there must be someone behind him, so he looked around the crowd to see if there were any instructors hiding in it.
"Where are the parents of the children? It's not right for you to use children to make trouble like this!" Han Shijie was still a little smart and shouted at the crowd, "It's hot now. What if the child gets heatstroke, who's the matter? It shouldn't be!"
Everyone immediately retreated and looked around to see if Fan Wubing's family was mixed in.
"Of course I'm counting myself." A voice sounded.
When Han Shijie saw it, he found that the child Fan Wubing was talking.
Fan Wubing dragged the white banner in his hand, stroked the ground for a while, and said slowly, "I am a child, not a fool. Someone dares to bully me, but I just can't get along with me, right? Isn't Wang Dafu? So what about the deputy factory director? Within three days, I won't ask him to leave with the bedding, so I will write the word "Fan" upside down."
Is this what a child said?
Everyone who heard Fan Wubing's speech, including Han Shijie, was a little shocked. For nothing else, the one-three-year-old child dared to make such a big talk in front of everyone, but was so calm, and could only be described as "monster".
"Director Han, why hasn't been resolved for so long? Who is causing trouble there?!" Before Han Shijie could react, someone else was shouting outside.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, but the police had finished their meal. When they saw Han Shijie not returning, they felt a little strange. In addition, the person who came to report the news just now had nothing to say, so they came over to take a look.
After all, everyone just had a meal here. If Director Han really had some trouble, wouldn't it be natural to help him solve it? With this idea, Wang Hu led the police slowly over.
When Han Shijie saw it, he thought to himself that you were called to Wang Dafu. This time I didn’t have to be a villain anymore, so he said to Fan Wubing, “Little kid, the police are here, you should get these things away as soon as possible! Otherwise, they will arrest you as a bad person!”
"Hmph—" Fan Wubing had seen several policemen coming, and their faces were flushed when they drank, but he had already made arrangements for this, so why would he be afraid?
After Wang Hu brought the people over, he was also a little surprised. They did not expect that the person who made trouble here was a four or five-year-old child (in fact, Fan Wubing was only over three years old, but he was a little stronger). He suddenly felt that it was difficult to deal with. After all, a group of adults bullied the children and spread it, and they would not have the face to meet people in the future.
No wonder Han Shijie refused to take action. No one wants to be a villain! Wang Hu thought to himself that he didn't know what bad luck he had today. He ate this meal too cowardly and was not leaving. It was even more difficult to take action.
Everyone around looked at the police silently, and the emotions in their eyes were naturally inconsistent. If Wang Hu really gave Fan Wubing some compulsory actions, he would definitely be regarded as Wang Dafu's bad-legged.
Grandma, what a bullshit thing about your plain factory is here to make me mess up?! Looking at everyone's eyes with very disdain, Wang Hu was a little embarrassed at this moment, and he even had the intention to kill Wang Dafu.
Chapter completed!