Sending Zhang Fan and his party away, Liang Licheng turned around and walked back alone.

Standing in this factory where he had placed his hopes and exhausted his efforts, he watched for a long time, until a worker patted him on the shoulder.

"Lao Liang, you tell us the truth, did you blow it again?"

It was an old employee who spoke, Liang Licheng didn't have any shelf on weekdays, and everyone liked to call him Lao Liang.

Looking at the hands full of furrows on his shoulders, Liang Licheng let out a long sigh.

"There was still a glimmer of hope...... Now it's completely gone. ”

Now he doesn't think about blaming these workers anymore.

Hearing Liang Licheng say this, someone immediately asked excitedly: "Then what about our wages?"

"yes, we did it all day today. The other continued.

After these two people, others also came up one after another.

"The wages must be given to you, and my family will not owe you your hard-earned money even if they smash pots and sell iron, don't you still believe me?" Liang Licheng said loudly surrounded by excited workers.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the noisy crowd returned to quiet for a moment, Liang Licheng was indeed a man of his word.

Seeing that they were no longer pushing their bodies, Liang Licheng tidied up the collar of his shirt that was torn, looked up at the sun directly above his head, pointed at it and said, "Today can only be counted as half a day." ”

He didn't give anyone else a chance to refute, and said, "You can only count half a day this month." ”

"Why?"

"That's right, why used to be counted as a day, but today it can only be counted as half a day. ”

Before his words could fall, he was immediately drowned out by the sound of spittle.

Liang Licheng looked at the people who began to pull their bodies again, took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted hysterically: "Why? According to the rules, you can only get half a day's salary, I used to give you more, not what you should get, just rely on more work to get this heavenly principle." ”

This time he roared so hard that his face was red and his neck was thick.

Maybe he had never seen the CEO of his company angry, and the crowd that was noisy just now was quiet again, leaving only Liang Licheng's rapid breathing.

The old employee who called him "Lao Liang" before glanced at Liang Licheng and sighed slightly.

He turned to more and more onlookers and said: "It is not unreasonable for Mr. Liang to say this, we should take a lot of money, we should take a lot of money, we should not take what we should not take, and we should not take a penny." ”

Because he still has some prestige among the employees on weekdays, someone nodded and agreed: "That's the reason, I don't expect to ask for more points." ”

"That's what I thought, too. Another employee shouted.

Seeing that more and more people agreed, the people who were still shouting for the whole day stopped making trouble.

Seeing this scene, if it was Liang Licheng before, he would definitely be moved and secretly proud.

"Behold, how I have won the hearts of workers. ”

And at this moment, he just breathed a sigh of relief, so that he could give a little less money to get out.

"Lao Zheng, you go and call the people who ask for wages at the door to my office, and we will clear the accounts today. ”

Hearing his words, the rest of the people also breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Liang Licheng is still ready to give money, than those CEOs who pat their butts and leave, and go abroad still have a conscience.

At noon today, Chengli's company suddenly became lively, and Liang Licheng's chairman's office was even more surrounded.

He couldn't get the money, so he wrote an IOU.

"Don't worry, when the company goes into bankruptcy liquidation, some money will definitely be given to you, and I don't owe the bank any money now. ”

Liang Licheng's words make sense, and others are relieved to let him do so.

If this is not the case at that time, more than 1,000 of them will go to the Shencheng government building to cry out for grievances, specifying that he will have no good fruit to eat.

Moreover, the land, plant, and equipment of his company, including this office building, are worth a lot of money, and they are more than enough to pay their salaries.

Liang Licheng opened one drawer and took out a stack of brand-new IOUs, opened another drawer, and rummaged through an iron box, which also contained IOUs.

It's just that they are not new, but folded, and some of the IOUs are yellowed.

"The wages I owe you minus the money you borrowed from me in the past is the money I owe you in the future, no problem, right?" Mr. Liang said to the employees crowded at his desk.

The air seemed to freeze and didn't start flowing again until someone replied "No problem".

Seeing that everyone agreed, Liang Licheng looked at Zheng Xibo and wrote an IOU to himself before digging through the iron box.

"Lao Zheng, you borrowed 3,500 yuan from me on November 3, 08, can you see if there is anything wrong?"

"That's right. Zheng Xibo replied directly without looking at it, and took the initiative to say: "You can write me an IOU of 5,000, and I don't bother to count the fraction." ”

"Thank you. Liang Licheng had a smile on his face, picked up the pen and lowered his head to write the first IOU.

The second worker also asked for an integer, and immediately turned around and squeezed out of Liang Licheng's office when he got the IOU.

Of course, there are also people who have to figure out everything, and sometimes they need others to help him remember.

"I remember that you borrowed it, Mr. Liang is not mistaken, can you still fake what you wrote in black and white?"

"That's it, don't waste time, there are so many people waiting in the back!"

In such an environment, the IOU on Liang Licheng's desk was getting thinner and thinner, and later someone took the initiative to go downstairs to help buy one.

By the time the sun went down, there were only a dozen or so managers left in his office to help maintain order.

His gaze swept over the faces of these people one by one, and Liang Licheng sighed.

"Go out with all the people who are related to me! You don't take much money on weekdays, so don't count on it. ”

Perhaps it was Liang Licheng's voice that showed sadness, and one of them in his thirties was the first to agree.

"Second uncle, okay. ”

With that, he pulled the other relatives out.

Looking at the last three outsiders, Liang Licheng said to one of the middle-aged men in their forties: "Old Yang, it's just that I didn't listen to your persuasion at the beginning, and Ci is not in charge of the army!"

The person called "Lao Yang" had an indescribable expression on his face when he heard this, his lips opened, and he couldn't say anything, only turned into a sigh of regret.

Wrote the IOU to Yang Tuo, and when he was about to hand it to him, Liang Licheng suddenly took out a business card from his body and put it on the IOU, and said at the same time: "This is the business card of the future CEO of the girl company, she is going to enter the mobile phone industry, and now there is a shortage of talents, you go and try." ”

He said to the other two people: "You can also work together, they definitely need talents in sales operations and product research and development." ”

Yang Tuo took the IOU and business card, put the business card in his shirt pocket, and returned the IOU.

"Lao Liang, you have taken care of me all these years, and during the last period of time, I was also looking for a family while going to work, and I definitely can't take this money. ”

"Good. Liang Licheng nodded.

"Me too. ”

"Same. ”

Wang Yiming and Shang Cheng said at the same time.

"It seems that you already knew!" Liang Licheng sighed.

"There are too many people in the company who fish in troubled waters, and once the performance stops growing, there will definitely be problems with capital turnover. Yang Tuo also sighed.

"Yes. Liang Licheng smiled self-deprecatingly.

Seeing that Yang Tuo was about to say something, he waved his hand to stop it.

"It's too late to say anything, let's go!"

"Good. ”

After Yang Tuo and the three of them left, Liang Licheng grabbed the leather mahogany office chair and walked to the window.

The setting sun hung over the distant western mountain tops, and the sunset stained the sky red.

The breeze was blowing slowly, Liang Licheng looked at this dreamlike scenery, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful!"

Looking back on his life, he can also have a clear conscience.

"That's good!"

A smile appeared on Liang Licheng's face, and he jumped in the pale red afterglow of the sun.