Dai Fengnian threw the newspaper aside, took off his glasses with his left hand, and pinched his eyebrows with his hand.
He never expected that Shi Zhijian would be so insidious.
Yesterday, he acted a bitter love story with himself, causing him to be negligent and transfer a large sum of money to Yongkang. Now he has started a fire with a poisonous move. Yongkang has fallen into a quagmire, and the Dai Group may not be able to escape alone.
Jingle Bell!
the phone is ringing.
Dai Fengnian was awakened. Even if he didn't answer the phone, he knew who was calling.
Except for the big bosses on the board of directors, no one dared to disturb his rest at this time.
Sure enough, after the call was connected, the elders were chatting away. It was obvious that they were gathered together in a meeting, bossing Dai Fengnian around, calling Dai Fengni a crazy woman, insisting on running that Shinhwa company, and now they were being turned around.
It's hard to get off a tiger.
"Anyway, don't let us be implicated in what you two brothers and sisters do! Otherwise, the Dai Group will change its owner!" These were the last words spoken by the gangsters, full of threats.
Dai Fengnian's answer was, "Give me a day and I will figure it out!"
…
Yuen Long Factory.
At noon, factory workers gathered outside in a long queue, all queuing up to receive their wages.
The old accountant at the factory was making calculations with his abacus. Shi Zhijian continued to pay the wages to the workers personally, as well as year-end benefits, each of whom received an extra one hundred yuan.
Don't underestimate this one hundred yuan. For these wage earners, it is a great joy to get so much money for free.
After the workers lined up to receive their wages, Shenbaanbaan, who could barely straighten up and take a breath after working hard, looked at Shi Zhijian and asked carelessly: "Boss, we are almost thirty, will the factory have a holiday during the Chinese New Year?"
Some workers deliberately slowed down, as if waiting to hear Shi Zhijian's words.
Holding a cigarette between his fingers, Shi Zhijian asked Shenbaanbao with a smile, "Then do you prefer to take a vacation, or do you prefer to go to work?"
"It would be nice to have a few days off! But we are all part-time workers, so we should stop talking and work. It would also be good to earn more money by working during the Spring Festival!"
"Then it's your choice. If you want to work overtime, you'll get three days' pay a day, and if you want to take vacation, you'll get seven full days. Don't worry, I will still give you red envelopes when you come to work after the Chinese New Year!"
"Wow, you get three days' salary a day?" someone couldn't help shouting.
Labor in this era does not receive such good treatment. If the factory capitalists do not exploit and squeeze you, it is good, but how can they give you three days' wages?
"Didn't you hear? After the new year, you can get red envelopes from work!"
Some young female workers cheered excitedly on the spot, and the more stable women also looked happy.
Those male workers are also very happy. It is their responsibility to support their families. If they can work overtime and get more money, it will be good even if it is not the New Year.
After sighing with emotion that the Spring Festival was about to come, Shi Zhijian turned back to his office and was about to write a letter to be sent to the Food Safety Administration of Hong Kong. However, he saw Daoxiong and Hu Yong chatting with several employees and holding several newspapers in their hands.
, talking and laughing on his face.
Seeing Shi Zhijian, Daoshengxiong and Huziyong hurriedly stood respectfully. The others also hurriedly put out the cigarettes they were holding and looked at Shi Zhijian together.
"Just how many of them are they?"
"Yes, they did a good job this time." Da Daxiong said, "They are all from Hong Yihai!"
Hu Ji Yong said next to him: "There are also people like us from Hutchison, who plastered blood letters all over Hong Kong in one day."
Shi Zhijian nodded, then opened the drawer, took out 10,000 Hong Kong dollars and threw it to Dao Daoxiong and others: "The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers! Here is 10,000 Hong Kong dollars for the brothers to celebrate the New Year!"
"Thank you, Brother Jian!" Everyone bowed to Shi Zhijian to thank him.
They say there are a thousand people posting blood letters, but in fact only five hundred are actually doing the work. This kind of thing is very simple and not very hard. Now each person can get 20 Hong Kong dollars a day, which is better than anything else.
After the people who posted the blood-letter went out, Dao Daoxiong and Hu Xiong turned around and said to Shi Zhijian: "Brother Jian, your move is really sharp. Now it's all going crazy in the newspapers!"
"Yeah, it seems that something about Hong Kong's food safety has been alarmed. It's a big deal!"
"Really?" Shi Zhijian took out two boxes of cigarettes from the drawer and threw them to the two of them.
The two of them took it, but it was an unopened new Marlboro.
"I haven't paid you any wages during this period. I see that the ones you get are the cheapest ones. Come over!"
"Brother Jian, you are serious!" Daesheng Xiong and Hu Xiong smiled.
To be honest, if this person is used to smoking good cigarettes, he is really not used to smoking low-grade cigarettes.
"Brother Jian, you don't look very happy."
"Yongkang suffered a loss this time, but he can turn around quickly. These tricks cannot kill him at all." Shi Zhijian said, "Dai Fengnian has been in the business world for so many years and has a solid foundation. He also knows many people in the media. All he needs to do is explain it.
If you know how to explain everything, it will be easy to get away."
"What should we do?"
"What should I do? Now I am going to add fuel to the fire and write a letter to the Food Safety Administration to ask people there to check Yongkang."
"Will they do it?"
"Is it the Chinese New Year? Everyone is short of money. They can just take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune, but Yongkang is going to have a big hemorrhage."
Shi Zhijian's eyes were sharp, "And we will take advantage of Yongkang's heavy bleeding and kill him with one move!"
"How to kill instantly?"
"Repay the other person with his own way!"
"Uh, does it sound so familiar?"
"Dragon Babu? Murong family? Brother Jian, are you from Murong family?"
Shi Zhijian was speechless and had nothing to say to these two rough guys who couldn't tell the difference between martial arts novels and the real world.
…
Inside a private mansion in Hong Kong.
"Mr. Li, it seems you made a mistake this time. Not only did Shi Zhijian not rush to the street, he even made a comeback!"
Li Shilun, the head of the Lee Kum Kee family, was sitting on the sofa and elegantly swaying red wine and said to Li Zhaotian, president of the Hong Kong Chinese Food Association.
Li Zhaotian drank the red wine in the glass with some displeasure, and wiped his lips that looked like they were stained with blood: "Shi Zhijian is really ruthless, he is a talent! Dai Fengnian is half of my disciples, and I helped him get into the association. He helped
You and I have been holding guns for so many years, and you and I know best what our foundation is!"
Li Shilun smiled, "Of course I know whether he can escape this disaster. Now Shi Zhijian only needs to make up for it, and those people from the Food Safety Administration will bite it. They will not give up until they bite off a big piece of fat.
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After a pause, "What about us, do we want to take action?"
Li Zhaotian shook his head, "I suddenly had an immature idea..."
Li Zhaotian's eyes were full of teasing and he looked at Li Shilun.
"Why don't we get a new dog and take care of it!"
Li Shilun also drank the red wine in one gulp, "Then you have to verify its quality! Don't pick a mad dog!"
Li Zhaotian smiled, "Looks like I want to see how good this dog is first!"
