After walking around the factory, Jiang Xiaofan walked away with a dark face.
Jiang Xiaofan's impression of the factory was nothing more than three things - it was dirty and messy. Unfortunately, the products produced were not food, otherwise he would have been punished and bankrupted. The factory had reached the point where it could not be built unless it was destroyed.
If it were him, I'm afraid Jiang Xiaofan would have to fire him first before the original factory director resigns. What kind of crap is this? Is this also called a factory?
On the way back to the company, Jiang Xiaofan first told Luo Jingyuan that he wanted to reform the factory, a drastic reform. After giving his reasons, Luo Jingyuan fully supported Jiang Xiaofan's reform of the factory and granted Jiang Xiaofan great power, including the rights of workers.
Recruitment, training, and even wages and salaries are all decided by Jiang Xiaofan.
Luo Jingyuan has only one requirement—delivery on time and with high quality.
Luo Jingyuan also became the hands-off shopkeeper, and she also believed in Jiang Xiaofan's strength.
"Nah, the personal bodyguard has become the factory director. Hey, the next step is to go to the workshop to drive screws in person?" Jiang Xiaofan laughed to himself after hanging up the phone.
About ten minutes later, Jiang Xiaofan's phone suddenly rang. He looked down and saw an unfamiliar number.
"Hey, who is it?"
He was suspicious in his heart, but Jiang Xiaofan picked it up anyway.
"Jiang Xiaofan, you don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that Liao Zhiyuan is in my hands now. I will give you half an hour to rush to Yunhai Villa, otherwise, Liao Zhiyuan will die!"
The rich male voice on the other end of the phone was filled with murderous intent and went straight to the point, with no intention of gossiping at all.
"If anything happens to him, I will dig up your ancestral graves!"
Jiang Xiaofan's voice was cold to the bone, and waves of chill shot out of his dark eyes.
He had miscalculated after all.
They only wanted to take good care of the children in the orphanage and build a new home as soon as possible, but they ignored the safety of Liao Zhiyuan who was living in the hospital. Judging from the information Huang Sihai handed over to Jiang Xiaofan, Aiko Group was not clean and was a speculator.
, people often do things like killing people and stealing goods.
"Boom boom boom!"
Jiang Xiaofan almost stepped on the gas tank, and a broken Jetta drove straight towards Yunhai Villa as if it were a Ferrari.
Yunhai Villa is a place that everyone in Yanhai City knows about. It is the territory of the Zhou family of Aike Group. The entire villa covers an area of more than 500 acres. It is a real villa!
It takes ten minutes to drive from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, which shows the status and financial resources of the Zhou family in Yanhai City. Is it possible to own a mountain in Yanhai City, where land is so precious, without money?
The interior of Yunhai Villa is as luxurious as an ancient palace, with pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water. Even the sweeping lady in the Villa must wear a cheongsam and dress up according to a fixed and uniform makeup.
However, Yunhai Villa is not peaceful tonight. The air is extremely dull and oppressive, as if on the eve of a storm, the dark clouds are so dense that it makes people breathless.
In the hall of Yunhai Villa, there are now more than a hundred swordsmen gathered, all uniformed in black tights, solemn and dignified, holding bright machetes, headed by Zhou Tianming's personal bodyguard Aaron.
"Sir, the troops have been assembled."
Aaron reported to people in front of the stage: "We are recruiting a hundred experts this time. As long as that bastard Jiang Xiaofan dares to come, he will never come back!"
"Well."
Zhou Guorong nodded slightly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Then he played with an extremely exquisite and compact revolver, a look of ferocious color flashed across his old face.
His son's legs were broken. After a day and night of emergency treatment, he was told that the legs could never be reattached. His precious son, his only son, would become a disabled person from now on!
How could Zhou Guorong not hate him in his heart?
"Kill him, one million per person."
Zhou Guorong was a man of few words. As soon as he waved, a dozen or so people brought over thirty suitcases. When the suitcases were opened, they were filled with red Mao Zedong, bundled up one after another.
According to Zhou Guorong's instructions, the money was neatly placed in front of him, forming a wall of red banknotes.
"Kill him, these are all yours."
"Kill him, give money to money, give women to women!"
Under heavy rewards, there must be brave men.
Zhou Guorong deeply understood human nature and explored people's greed to the fullest. After shouting loudly, the whole hall resounded with a deafening roar.
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
"kill him!"
Zhou Guorong was very satisfied with everyone's performance under his instigation. Everyone seemed to have been drunk. In other words, Zhou Guorong was very satisfied with the feeling of pleasure brought by money.
Money is not everything, but it can make countless people unable to do anything.
Take Jiang Xiaofan for example, Zhou Guorong will not let him leave Yunhai Villa alive tonight.
"Master, that guy is here."
At this moment, the housekeeper hurriedly came to report.
"Is it finally here?"
Zhou Guorong narrowed his eyes, the murderous intent on his face became more intense, his fists were naturally clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands swelled.
"Get ready to take action."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone walked slowly into the hall. A young man in a security uniform, wearing street stall shoes that cost dozens of yuan, walked slowly with a half-smoked cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. He looked like a migrant worker who had just left the construction site.
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Zhou Guorong frowned slightly and thought to himself, how dare he hurt his precious son like this?
How dare he?
"Are you Jiang Xiaofan?" Zhou Guorong said, still unwilling to believe it.
I thought that Zhou Guorong's son who dared to touch him was not a top rich man, but at least a son of a wealthy family and a powerful person. Little did he know that he was just an ordinary little security guard.
Zhou Guorong was very disappointed and doubted whether the information was wrong.
"yes."
Jiang Xiaofan took a deep drag on his cigarette. There was a crowd of thugs in the darkness around him. Jiang Xiaofan didn't even look at him. He stared at Zhou Guorong with his sharp eyes like an eagle.
"Did you capture Liao Zhiyuan? Now that I'm here, where are they?"
Jiang Xiaofan only cares about Liao Zhiyuan's safety. If Liao Zhiyuan has any accident, Jiang Xiaofan will not mind killing the entire Zhou family like a god of murder and razing Yunhai Villa to the ground!
"So, you admit that you broke my son's leg?" Zhou Guorong answered without asking, squinting his eyes slightly and looking at Jiang Xiaofan.
"Yes, I interrupted."
After thinking for a while, Jiang Xiaofan added: "Now it seems that I should not have broken his legs, but should have taken his life."
"Then you go and die first."
Zhou Guorong's old face was ferocious, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of thugs rushed forward instantly. In the seemingly silent sky, a thunder exploded, and the huge hall suddenly became chaotic, and the shouts of killing rose up.
"Kill him!"
Zhou Guorong almost gritted his teeth and said.
However, the situation in front of him soon stopped Zhou Guorong from laughing.
Jiang Xiaofan, who was wrapped in three layers inside and outside, was like a fish in water, jumping into the sea. Sometimes he jumped into the air, sometimes he shuttled through the crowd. In just a blink of an eye, seven or eight people were knocked away by Jiang Xiaofan.
Zhou Guorong was a little panicked.
"Come on, come on together, chop this bastard to death!"