If you buy out seven rural workers, it is definitely impossible to completely take time out the city's snow cleaning labor force. However, Wanbao Company occupies more than 80% of the market share of the snow cleaning industry, which means that Wanbao Company occupies a huge worker base.

Once this kind of worker base shrinks and cannot be replenished in a short period of time, it indicates that Wanbao's market share will shrink...

He Wenzhong deeply understood this, but it was too late. Zhou Tian was too quick to do so and would not give you a second chance to compete for workers.

That night, Wanbao Company collapsed. Two of the first batch of workers refused to cooperate and asked for settlement and exit. The other two workers had been working for more than ten hours, and they could no longer continue to clear the snow. The new workers could not be raised and could not be replenished in the allocated area. What can He Wenzhong do?

More than two hours after the incident, Wanbao received a call from the road administration and directly called He Wenzhong's cell phone.

"Old He, what's going on?" Wan Baohe asked peacefully.

"...Lin Jun stabbed him in the back, and the workers broke down the talk." He Wenzhong answered truthfully.

"Can it be remedy?" Wanbao was silent for a long time, and asked without any emotional fluctuations.

"...It cannot be remedy in a short period of time." He Wenzhong sighed long and shook his head to express his inability to turn the world back.

"Okay, I understand. Don't get angry, you're just paying some money." Wanbao also comforted him before hanging up the phone.

...

Fifteen minutes later, Wanbao communicated with the road administration and said directly: "When there is a problem with our workers, let us... out of our area!"

There is no way for Wanbao to do this. Their company and Liu Shuai Company are definitely not comparable, because they signed a large contract with the road administration. If there is a problem with the snow, the road administration will hold it accountable. Therefore, after Wanbao knew that the workers could not come, he directly chose to give up in advance so that the road administration could re-arrange the company's insurance.

After Wanbao contacted the road administration, the Wanhe Dingsheng team prepared early was not more than twenty minutes later and directly entered the planned area of ​​Wanbao Company for a "remedial" snow cleaning.

That night, Wanbao's market share shrank by 40% overnight.

On the other side, the lights in Wanhe Dingsheng Company were brightly lit, and everyone was happily blowing and drinking. Uncle Tian, ​​who had been resting for several hours in three days, was hiding in the bed and sleeping soundly. At this time, his temples were covered with white frost and his face was pale and thin, like a bedridden patient...

...

Early the next morning.

Wanbao came to Qingxue Company and met He Wenzhong, who had not slept all night and seemed very decadent.

"Haha, it's okay, don't get angry." Wanbao smiled and patted He Wenzhong on the shoulder, then handed him a glass of water.

"I'm so unwilling to lose..." He Wenzhong let go of the collar and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not angry at all. The honest worker is doing this so dirty!"

"Haha!" Wanbao smiled and crossed his legs and replied: "It's a skill to win, just think about it."

"...Mr. Wan, give it to me again..." He Wenzhong opened his mouth and wanted to speak.

"Hey, wait!" Wanbao interrupted with a smile, took out a bank card from his handbag and placed it on the desktop, and then said with a smile: "Lao He, thank you for your hard work during this period!"

After a long time of silence, He Wenzhong leaned forward and tried to win: "Mr. Wan, we don't have a chance to turn the tables! There is a gap between workers. This is only temporary. We can develop new ones! I will go to the countryside to discuss with you!"

"Old He, be rational! You don't have to worry about eating anywhere. Lin Jun is now tied to Lao Huo. The overall situation is decided, don't fight!" Wanbao pushed forward again and said with great righteousness: "One million, go out and relax!"

"Mr. Wan, it's not a matter of money..." He Wenzhong still has to fight for it.

"Lao He, when the company handed it over to you, we accounted for more than 70% of the market share! In less than a month, you lost nearly half of it. I'm so good, haha!" Wanbao patted his shoulder again as if he was joking.

He Wenzhong said nothing and gritted his teeth and took the bank card.

...

Baoyu Windsor International Apartment, He Wenzhong lay on the sofa with his back on his back, and had already filled two bottles of red wine. He felt extremely depressed and had nowhere to vent!

When we came, the whole company welcomed us. When we left, there was no one talking at the door. For He Wenzhong, who has always been smooth sailing, this gap has never happened in his life.

He didn't hate Wanbao because although Wanbao fired him, he was indeed very interested in him. But He Wenzhong hated Lin Jun quite a bit, and this hatred was also a reason. He had never looked down on Lin Jun, the uneducated little mud legs, and in his layout, Lin Jun never really came into his sight!

It is precisely this kind of lack of favor that He Wenzhong has an inexplicable hatred, which is almost humiliating hatred! He felt that Qingxue's incident was just like the decisive battle between Tyson and Holyfield. Although Holyfield was obviously not as good as Tyson, Tyson still let the other party get no tricks, so... Tyson was anxious and bit his ears!

He Wenzhong is definitely not Tyson, but he treats himself as Tyson, which is terrible! Tyson loses and is biting his ears. So, what are He Wenzhong doing if he loses?

After drinking a lot of wine for a day, He Wenzhong still couldn't get out of the vicious circle. At night, he picked up his cell phone drunk and made a phone call that he had never made much in his life.

"…Tongguang, where are you?"

"Shenyang!"

"Come here and help me with something..." He Wenzhong said with a burp.

...

One day later, Zhu Yongcai called Lin Jun and said that he would form a bureau tomorrow and invite Wanbao to come and have a meal together.

"Zhu Yongcai is going to be a peacemaker! Haha." After hearing the letter, Zhang Xiaole grinned his teeth.

"It's no benefit to continue fighting like this. Moreover, after working in Wanbao for so many years, may it be unrelated to Lao Huo? The winner has been out and everyone has shared the food again. This is normal." Uncle Tian caught a cold and replied with a hoarse voice.

"I won't go, Uncle Tian, ​​you go." Lin Jun waved his hand and said that he was not available.

"Haha, you little boy, have a fucking heart and soul! You know that Wanbao will definitely not go, right?" Zhou Tian asked with a big smile.

"Fuck, I don't have time anyway, whoever I love will go." After Lin Jun was exposed, he waved his hand irritably.

"Go to Xiaole and Yuanyuan, you two can talk. Xiaoliang and Jun, and I are not popular, so let's hold it at home." Uncle Tian blinked his eyes and assigned.

"It's OK." Zhang Xiaole nodded.

"Di Lingling."

At this moment, Lin Jun's phone rang, and he answered and shouted, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"You little bastard, why didn't you go to the court today?" Lin's mother cursed dissatisfied.

"...Oh, I forgot." Lin Jun slapped his forehead.

"The verdict has been reached. Weiwei will handle the case separately. The sentence will be delayed and it is estimated that it will come out during the day after tomorrow." Lin's mother continued to instruct: "You go and pick Ang!"
Chapter completed!