The morning sun is slightly dewy. Ren Tianfei had finished a set of punches and was standing on the roof of the building wiping the sweat on his body.

At this time, only a slight sound of opening the door sounded, and Song Xiaomei walked over in a pair of pajamas and a little sleepy-eyed. She smiled and said, "You're too energetic to sleep!"

"I'm a little worried about today's events, I wonder if it will be done?"

Ren Tianfei glanced at Song Xiaomei, who was a bit like a big sister, and couldn't help but say what was in his heart. Getting up every morning to practice boxing is something he has always insisted on. But last night he really couldn't sleep. Because once this thing is messed up, he may be cleaned out of the factory.

Song Xiaomei stretched out her hand and patted Ren Tianfei's shoulder twice and said, "After you told me about this last night, I also thought about it carefully, and the problem shouldn't be too big. But then again, since they have decided to do this, there is nothing to be afraid of, it is a big deal to leave Dongsheng Factory."

"Okay, then Sister Song will take me then?"

Ren Tianfei said and laughed. Song Xiaomei nodded happily, and suddenly turned around and went back to the room.

When the sun shone strongly again, Ren Tianfei went to the cadre restaurant with Song Xiaomei and Yang Yinhua for breakfast. This was the first time Ren Tianfei had gone to a restaurant for breakfast with these two women, and even he felt weird.

When Ren Tianfei entered, Lu Hui had already finished eating and got up, and was about to leave. She glanced at Ren Tianfei and said with a smile: "Your happy life is good now!

"If you don't go, there will be three"

Ren Tianfei joked and quickly began to eat breakfast.

Song Xiaomei and Lu Hui made two jokes, and when she sat down, Ren Tianfei had already drunk a bowl of soy milk and eaten a steamed bun. And he also took a steamed bun in his hand, and while eating, he walked towards the outside of the restaurant.

"Oh yes, what's the matter with you? Eating breakfast is like a war."

Yang Yinhua shook her head at Ren Tianfei, who was far away, with a helpless expression.

As soon as Ren Tianfei returned to his office, he quickly turned on the computer and sorted out his recent work from beginning to end. He knows that this is his main business, and he can do whatever he does when he does his job, otherwise everything is nonsense. It doesn't matter how high you jump, if something goes wrong at work, he's a street rat and everybody's shouting master.

This is Ren Tianfei's cleverness. Although he made mistakes in Dongsheng Factory and offended many people, he did a good job, and even the chairman praised him. That's why those people with ulterior motives can't touch him.

Mornings tend to pass quickly. As soon as the morning meeting was held, Ren Tianfei felt that he hadn't worked much, and it was already nine o'clock. As soon as he looked at his watch, Ren Tianfei's heart was lifted. This was the time he had made an appointment with Song Xiaomei. said okay, as soon as Wang Guiping's brother came, Song Xiaomei called him.

But the phone on the table never rang, and Ren Tianfei couldn't sit still. Didn't Song Xiaomei persuade Assistant Tong not to let him participate in this negotiation?

Time passed minute by minute, and Ren Tianfei was so anxious that he walked around the office. It wasn't until 9:15 a.m. that the phone on the desk rang.

Ren Tianfei grabbed the earpiece, and Song Xiaomei's deep voice came from inside: "Hurry up and come to the conference room of the factory!"

After Song Xiaomei finished speaking, she hung up the phone somewhere. Ren Tianfei faintly felt that something was wrong.

In the large conference room of Dongsheng Factory, there are two groups of people sitting on both sides. Assistant Tong and Zhang Donglin sat together, next to Lu Feng, the head of the administrative and personnel department, and a personnel clerk who made records. Behind Tong Xie, Song Xiaomei and Wang Bo sat down, and the other woman was Yang Yinhua.

Opposite these sat an old man with snow-white hair, in his seventies, to say the least. Sitting next to the old man was a middle-aged man in his forties, who should be Wang Guiping's elder brother. Then there were three men, all of whom sat behind Wang Guiping's brother.

When Ren Tianfei walked in, the entire conference room was very quiet, and no one said a word.

Song Xiaomei's face was very ugly, and as soon as she saw Ren Tianfei coming, she beckoned Ren Tianfei to sit beside her. Zhang Donglin turned his head, and he glared at Ren Tianfei fiercely. Ren Tianfei pretended not to see it, he didn't care what this old bastard thought of him.

"Okay! We're busy, and we don't have much time to spend here with you guys. I still say that Wang Guiping's matter has nothing to do with the factory. Since he has a medical history, he should not come to work at Dongsheng Factory, and his practice of concealing the truth of the matter is very infuriating."

Zhang Donglin suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, as if his employees were sitting opposite, waiting for him to speak.

But before his words fell, the old man sitting opposite stood up excitedly, slapped the table with his hand, and angrily scolded in Mandarin with the local dialect: "You are really a bastard! Things have come to this point, and you are still saying such things, are you not afraid of retribution?"

The old man was so angry that his body trembled, and even his beard trembled. The three men sitting behind the old man immediately stood up, and one of them said loudly: "What nonsense with this kind of inhuman factory leader, just pull Gui Ping's body to their office."

When Zhang Donglin heard this, his face changed. Assistant Tong Tong, who had not spoken, yelled at Zhang Donglin in Hokkien. Ren Tianfei didn't understand, but he could hear that Assistant Tong was definitely reprimanding Zhang Donglin.

At this time, Lang Jianbing walked in quickly, and he walked to Assistant Manager Tong's side, and then lowered his voice and said, "Assistant Manager Tong, thirty or forty people came outside the factory gate, blocking the factory gate."

This was the task that Ren Tianfei arranged for Lang Jianbing last night, asking him to come in at half past nine o'clock, deliberately putting pressure on Zhang Donglin.

Of course, Assistant Tong didn't know what was going on, he was a little angry, and he said loudly: "What are you doing here? Aren't we talking to you about this now? Then why are you still leading so many people to block the gate of the factory?"

"Talk? Is this talking? My dad is in his seventies. I was afraid that we young people would be impulsive, so he came with us very sincerely, just to give this matter calmly. But what did your leader just say? Is this what people say? This is the end of one of our young lives, and he blames us. Excuse me, do you mean that you still want us to give the factory a sum of money?"

Wang Guiping's brother spoke. He is not impatient or impatient, but every sentence is reasonable. Zhang Donglin's face was red, all the way to the base of his neck.

Assistant Tong smiled and said, "Manager Zhang's two sentences just now are a bit impulsive, so I'll talk to you." First of all, we are saddened by the passing of Wang Guiping, and we ask you to mourn by the way! This is such a situation, we are a factory, and if something like this happens, we can only report it to the group. After continuous communication between Manager Zhang and I with the group, the group has agreed to give Wang Guiping a one-time compensation of 50,000 yuan for the funeral expenses."

"I'm sorry for the leader! I don't think we need to bargain on this matter."

Wang Guiping's brother rejected Assistant Tong in one bite. Wang Bo went to the hospital last night to discuss this matter with Wang Guiping's brother.

Assistant Tong was just about to speak, when another man standing behind Wang Guiping's brother shouted: "Don't talk to them, they don't have any sincerity at all." Do we want more than 100,000 yuan? In the motor factory next door to your factory, an engineer died on his way to work, and the factory didn't take 100,000 yuan out."

Since we are here to negotiate, it means that this matter can be negotiated, so you can sit down first!"

Lu Feng saw that the scene was about to get out of control again, so he hurriedly stood up and said.

Zhang Donglin snorted coldly and said, "100,000 yuan, where should we go to deal with such a big gap?" Zhang Donglin deliberately said this to Assistant Manager Tong.

Ren Tianfei gently bumped Song Xiaomei with her arm, Song Xiaomei immediately understood, she leaned up and said to Assistant Manager Tong: "Since the factory took out 50,000 yuan, didn't we donate 35,006?

"It's enough? There are still more than 10,000 Miss Song, where are you going to make up for it? You can't donate again!"

Zhang Donglin said, smiling coldly.

Ren Tianfei couldn't sit still, he suddenly deliberately raised his voice and asked, "Section Chief Song, didn't you notify the deputy managers of the donation yesterday afternoon?"

"Oh! I really forgot about that. I wanted to inform it myself, but I forgot about it all in a hurry."

Song Xiaomei stuck out her tongue and pretended to have done something wrong.

Ren Tianfei shook his head and said, "I said Section Chief Song! How can you forget such a big thing." All the employees of the factory participated in the donation, and now there are only a few deputy managers who have not participated, and this matter has spread out, and the impact on them is too bad!

"Oh yes, that's supposed to be a good thing, how did I get to this?"

Song Xiaomei sighed and kept complaining about herself.

Assistant Manager Tong turned around and said to Song Xiaomei a little unhappily: "Section Chief Song! Don't talk about other people, Vice Manager Chen and Wang Guiping are still quite familiar, you said that you don't let him donate much, can he sleep?"

"What should I do now? If I go to ask them now, I won't be scolded to death by them."

Song Xiaomei cried with a sad face, looking pitiful.

Assistant Tong glanced at Zhang Donglin and said, "Manager Zhang, you should help Section Chief Song in this matter!" Inform them to participate in this donation. Let which deputy manager Chen take a little more. Besides, it's a matter of everyone getting involved, so why don't you guys participate?"

Zhang Donglin's face immediately turned red, he smiled coldly, got up and walked towards the outside of the conference room.

Ren Tianfei saw that his plan had succeeded, and couldn't help but peek at Song Xiaomei. This woman is really not simple, and her play is also enough. Zhang Donglin shouldn't have any awareness, but Assistant Tong cooperated so much, he should have known something.

Assistant Tong frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly said to Lang Jianbing: "You go and notify the owner of the canteen and ask the canteen to donate some money." How much is the difference between the 100,000 yuan, they will make up the gap."

"Okay" When Lang Jianbing heard this, he turned around happily and left. Ren Tianfei's hanging heart fell at this time.