Chapter 390 You don’t act according to the script?!
noon.
Su Tianyu left the municipal building and got into Yu Mingyuan's car.
"What did the leader say?" Yu Mingyuan asked immediately.
"The workers protested for compensation. The police department brought the matter to the leadership, and the Supervisory Committee fanned the flames and asked the municipal departments to come up with a response plan." Su Tianyu frowned and replied: "In this way, the pressure will be passed on.
It’s up to the leaders.”
"What does the leader mean?"
"Let us deal with it quickly. No matter what the outcome is, we have to push the matter forward, otherwise it will be difficult for him to deal with it." Su Tianyu thought for a while and asked: "Have Tian Nan and Er Mao come out?"
"Not yet, I estimate it will take twenty-three hours." Yu Mingyuan shook his head: "Otherwise...?"
"When they come out, I'll talk to Ermao." Su Tianyu replied succinctly: "We can't force it so hard. We have to find a way to get Baolong to take over."
"Yes!" Yu Mingyuan agreed: "I will also let you know in advance that Liu Changming from the Victory District is a member of the Supervisory Committee, and there is no way to win over him."
"I'm afraid he's not from the Supervisory Committee right now." Su Tianyu said something seemingly incomprehensible.
…
In the evening, Su Tiannan and Er Mao were released and met Gou Liuzi at a food stall in Shengli District.
"How is it? Will it be difficult for you after entering?" Su Tianyu asked.
"No, we were not questioned after we entered." Er Mao shook his head: "We were locked in the detention room. When we were leaving, the people from the Shengli District Superintendent also said that today we would go to Baolong Group to cause trouble again.
, then they will continue to invite us to tea.”
Su Tiannan bent down and sat down: "They didn't dare to do it too harshly for fear of arousing public anger, but they had to do something, so they could only try every means to find trouble."
Su Tianyu was silent for a while, then looked at Er Mao and said bluntly: "Let's not beat around the bush. I went to the city today. There is a lot of pressure there."
Er Mao was startled for a moment, then ate the skewers and replied, "What do you mean?"
"When things get to this point, we definitely can't let it remain frozen." Su Tianyu said in a low voice: "We have to push it up."
"Yeah." Er Mao nodded in agreement.
"Er Mao, since we have a relationship, we can't take on the trouble anymore, right?" Su Tianyu looked at him and said very straightforwardly: "I need something, do you understand what I mean?"
Er Mao took a sip of beer and turned to look at Su Tianyu.
The two looked at each other for a long time, then Er Mao frowned and asked: "Brother Feng said that if he listens to you, he can get the workers' compensation money back, can you do it?"
"Yes!" Su Tianyu nodded.
"Brother Feng, can you come out?" Er Mao asked again.
"Yes!" Su Tianyu replied in a positive tone.
Ermao raised his head and drank more than half of the bottle of beer: "Okay, I'll do it then."
Su Tianyu was somewhat surprised when he looked at Er Mao, who was covered in tattoos of dragons and tigers, full of charlatanism and recklessness.
What kind of brotherly emotion can make a person willing to stand up and take the trouble at this time? Obviously Er Mao knew what he was going to face, but he still happily agreed.
"saliva!"
After Er Mao finished speaking, he spat on the road in a vulgar manner and added again: "I'll go at night."
"Okay." Su Tianyu responded.
"You are not as sinister as you think." Er Mao picked up the wine glass and said to Su Tianyu: "At least you have something to say clearly, and I accept it!"
Su Tianyu raised his glass when he heard this: "In terms of cooperation, it will not go far if you only choose the good things to say. Only by putting the ugly words first can the relationship be stable."
After saying that, the two of them clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
Su Tiannan looked at them and patted Su Tianyu's thigh under the table. He knew in his heart that Gou Liuzi and Er Mao were talking like this entirely to protect him.
…
It's about eight o'clock in the evening.
Er Mao and Su Tiannan went to the headquarters of Baolong Group again, but this time they did not enter the lobby. Instead, they sat in the car and found a few brothers around them.
In the hall of Baolong Group, there are still workers who protested on the 60th and 70th to seek compensation, as well as the families of the miners who died, but people within the company have become accustomed to this matter. Everyone should go to work and take a rest.
It was as if he hadn't seen it. Even the few police officers left here by the Police Division to maintain order had been waiting in the security room for a long time, drinking tea and watching online programs.
In the van outside the building, Er Mao said to one of his brothers: "Damn it, it won't work if they don't accept the move. After a while, Wu Zi tried to find a surveillance blind spot, touch the security guard or clerk opposite, and as long as there was a quarrel
If they try to push you, just lie down on the ground."
"Understood!" A young man nodded.
"After he lay on the ground, everyone else surrounded him and blocked the surveillance angle." Ermao licked his lips and continued: "Then Wuzi punched himself twice, which made his nose bleed, and then everyone started making trouble. Remember
, we must not let the police officers in the hall get hold of it...!"
…
In the car, everyone was smoking cigarettes and discussing. In the security department of Baolong Group, a young man was sitting on a chair, holding a phone and saying to Xu Jinbo: "Brother, I just came back. Yes, I gave the calligraphy and painting to him last night."
Liu Changming’s nephew... Hmm, okay, you can come back and talk about it later!"
The young man sitting on the chair is called Huzi. He is Xu Jinbo's brother and is responsible for running business outside the area.
Just as the phone was hung up, Huzi took out a cigarette and wanted to smoke one.
"Bang!"
At this moment, the main door of the security room was pushed open, and a girl with a good figure and a very sexy look walked in aggressively, with two large tumors on her chest that looked like cotton candy.
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When Huzi saw something wrong with the girl's expression, he immediately smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
"A bunch of stinky bastards!" the girl yelled aggrievedly: "I went downstairs to deliver materials, and there were two bastards lying on the ground, peeking under my skirt... and... they even touched me! I'm so angry!
Damn me, these people are so disgusting, they deserve to be buried under the mine!"
When Huzi saw his partner being bullied, he immediately raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who did it?"
"Those people lying in the corridor don't look good at first glance."
"Madeh!" Huzi cursed and grabbed the girl's arm: "Let's go, I'll go down with you and take a look."
…
Five minutes later, downstairs.
Huzi led seven or eight security personnel downstairs, turned around and glanced at a group of workers lying on the floor in the corridor, frowned and asked, "Who did it?"
"That's it, the one in yellow clothes." The girl pointed at someone and said.
Huzi stepped forward and kicked the worker who was lying on the ground condescendingly: "Why are your hands so thin?! You're so mad, go home and touch your dick!"
The worker raised his head in confusion: "What are you doing?"
"What are you talking about? Can't you, these scoundrels who are riding horses, not be able to survive anymore?!" Huzi pointed at the crowd and cursed: "What age are you now, are you still playing tricks and bullying little girls?
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inside the car.
Er Mao, who was discussing countermeasures, suddenly heard a shout from the walkie-talkie: "Second brother!"
"What's wrong?" Ermao picked up the walkie-talkie and asked.
"There was a quarrel in the house. Lao He and the others were blocked in the corridor. Seven or eight security guards came down."
"...!" Er Mao was startled for a moment, then immediately opened the door and said: "Damn it, the script of this life is too unpredictable."?