Volume 2: Urban Legend Chapter 189: Workers Collect Debts (3rd Update)
Heart Arrow!
As the Tangtai Kongzhu mentioned the heart arrow again, Zhao Feng's thoughts returned to two months ago:
On Baizhu Mountain, across the night, the blind shooting with the Toei archer Takeshi Kondo.
"Heart, mind, bow, arrow, how should these four get along?"
"The last blind shooting was not because I understood the heart arrow, but more because I judged the oncoming arrow by feeling, but I couldn't improve my bow skills just by feeling. ”
"I don't have time to quickly improve my bowery skills through training, and if I can't comprehend the heart arrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to last until the time when I face off with Takeshi Kondo......"
"Heart arrow, how do you send it?"
Zhao Feng pondered and meditated, and the scene of cooperating with the sea demons and arranging the Tianyuan Movement Formation appeared in his thoughts.
"At that time, the sea devil and the ability to control the wind control were able to control the landing point of the chess pieces, so is the so-called Yiyi Imperial Arrow, which is the consciousness to manipulate the arrows, and then make them change direction?"
This idea only appeared for three minutes before it was rejected by Zhao Feng.
"No, Master didn't use his eyes to see from beginning to end, it's not so much that Master is using his consciousness to control the arrows, but rather ...... The arrows read my thoughts...... But arrows are dead things, how can they interpret people's hearts?"
Unconsciously, a stone bow had returned to Zhao Feng's hand, and there was a basket of hollow bamboo arrows at his feet, constantly repeating the action of shooting arrows into the sky, and every time the arrow was shot, he would keep staring at the arrow until it hit the ground.
"That's not right...... It's not like that, it's not a heart ......."
Zhao Feng gradually fell into a state of madness, and he began to speed up the speed of archery.
When he came back to his senses, the sky was yellow, and there were already seven empty baskets at his feet, and each basket had at least three hundred hollow bamboo arrows.
"Oh no, Master, the apprentice will go back today and come back tomorrow!"
Zhao Feng looked at the time, it was already four o'clock, and hurriedly retired and went down the mountain......
Just after Zhao Feng left, the more than 2,000 arrows rose from the ground and fell back into the bamboo basket.
"Ahem...... Ahem......"
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When Zhao Feng rushed to Jinlong Primary School, he happened to hear the school bell ringing.
"Whew...... Luckily, it caught up. ”
At this moment, several workers wearing "Qingyun Plumbing" overalls appeared at the school gate, and at the same time, Zhao Zilong and Zhao Yuanyuan walked out of the school gate hand in hand.
"It's those two!
The bearded man who took the lead pointed at Zhao Zilong and Zhao Yuanyuan and shouted, and seven or eight workers swarmed up behind him.
Seeing this, Zhao Feng naturally did not stand idly by, hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the two children, withdrew and retreated to the school, pointing at a few workers who were still trying to chase into the school gate, and angrily reprimanded: "What do you want to do! Child abduction and trafficking is a crime!"
"Fuck off! Zhao Qingyu owes us wages, isn't it illegal? My wife is pregnant, and I see that she is about to give birth, but I haven't received my salary for two months! Now the factory equipment has been sold by that mongrel, and I don't answer the phone, so it's obvious that I've run away with the money! Lao Tzu's account, when my son comes to pay it back! It's right!" The bearded man stepped forward and said angrily, and many parents and teachers around him were pointing at the Zhao brothers and sisters, and they were more laughing.
Zhao Feng frowned slightly after hearing this, thinking back to Zhao Qingyu's tone today, as well as Zhang Lilin's hurried demeanor when she left, it was basically certain that Zhao Qingyu's company had a problem.
"Stinky boy, get out of here!
"Get out of here!" Zhao Qingyu's sons and daughters must be responsible for our wages!"
"Arrest Zhao Qingyu's sons and daughters! Go to their hometown and find that old immortal to exchange money! Otherwise, let him take out the property and sell it! The wages must be sent to us!"
Seeing that the mood of the workers was gradually rising, Zhao Feng knew that continuing like this would cause a bad psychological shadow to the two children, and immediately said: "I am a relative of Zhao Qingyu, and I am also a related person, even if you find two children to ask for money, you will not be able to pay for it, so let's find a place to talk about it." ”
When the workers saw that someone stood up and took responsibility, they immediately calmed down, after all, their purpose was to get paid.
Half an hour later, Zhao Feng sent the three children home, and then followed the workers to the Qingyun factory in the suburbs, where eight people in the factory except for Bazihu Wu Liang gathered together, all of them waiting for the results with solemn expressions.
"Zhao Qingyu sold all the equipment in the factory in two days, and the three batches of plumbing that were tired in the warehouse were sold to other companies at wholesale prices, you see! The factory is now empty, almost like a ghost factory!" Wu Liang said indignantly, at this time, Zhao Feng also saw the scene in the factory, half of the environment, two factories and one warehouse, covering a total area of nearly six hundred square meters.
Zhao Feng also tried to call Zhao Qingyu and his wife on the way here, but the phone was turned off.
"You should have paid the stubs, right? Calculate the wages of all the workers. "Zhao Feng has also worked, so he naturally knows that he has to get paid with his salary slips.
Wu Liang counted it, and half an hour later gave a total of 471,200 yuan.
Among the 26 workers in the whole factory, there are six senior technicians and four technicians brought by Zhao Qingyu from the northeast, and in the first two months, in order to catch up with Lu Fenghou's list, Zhao Qingyu was very generous to all the workers to raise their salaries, counting overtime pay, and two equipment upgrades in the last two weeks of this month, almost day and night, the overtime pay given for two weeks directly reached 5,000.
As for this factory, it was rented by Zhao Qingyu for 500,000 yuan, and the lease period is ten years, and it can only be used commercially.
Zhao Feng now has few assets, and he can still get the amount of 470,000 yuan, so he asked the workers to line up with pay slips and mobile phones to receive their wages on the spot.
In less than ten minutes, Zhao Feng had twenty-six more pay slips in his hand, and the workers got their hard-earned money as they wished.
"Zhao Qingyu didn't abscond with the money, but there was a delay in going to the field, and now the salary is over, I hope you don't talk about Zhao Qingyu's arrears of wages outside, and don't bother the old man, if you want, when Zhao Qingyu comes back, you can also come to work in the factory......" Zhao Feng did not let the workers leave, but cautiously made a request, if these workers were allowed to leave, Zhao Qingyu's reputation would only be remembered for 10,000 years.
Wu Liang, as a representative of the workers, stood up and said: "If you can get the salary, it is because you Zhao Feng is affectionate and responsible! The money is given by you, and you don't want us to say bad things about Zhao Qingyu everywhere, so naturally we won't say it! However, Zhao Qingyu has lost his credibility, and it is absolutely impossible for us to work for him again! If it is your Zhao Feng's factory, I am willing to stay!"
"Yes, so do we!"
Wu Liang's reputation among the workers was obviously not low, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the workers immediately responded.
"I'll see how it goes......"
Zhao Feng didn't respond immediately, he had planned to gradually get out of the world, how could he start a factory?
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When Zhao Feng returned home, he found that Zhao Xue and Zhao Yuanyuan were asleep together, while Zhao Zilong was sleeping in Zhao Feng's room.
Bai Ze practiced "Demon Gong" in the living room, and the progress did not seem to be optimistic.
"Lao Bai, is your company short of factory workers?" Zhao Feng asked.
"Factory, I'm not at the point where the construction is officially started, isn't this still in the R&D stage!, but with the full assistance of the bridge system, maybe we can accelerate the R&D progress and transition to production faster!" Bai Ze smiled.
"Yes, I will provide technical support and the factory, and in return, when your factory is open, you will recruit twenty-six workers I have designated. Zhao Feng nodded in response, he did this to do his best to protect Zhao Qingyu's reputation.