Telephones rang incessantly inside the Rockwell building, and everyone had varying degrees of anxiety on their faces.

"The Rock's building collapsed, crushing the workers!"

"Workers' Strike, Counting the Black History of Rockwell"

"The self-proclaimed luxury housing is a tofu scum project, and Luo's was slapped in the face"

"You can't do business too Rockwell, otherwise the house will collapse!"

The dazzling title finally made Luo Xincheng's eyes black and he fainted.

The directors had a gloomy face, and Zhao Shixiong angrily asked everyone who was doing it, "It has been raining heavily in the past few days, and there are already problems in the building, how dare you start building and demolishing the house at this time!"

Another director Liu sighed, "It's not because Mr. Luo wants to build a new house as soon as possible so that he can appease the outside." ”

Luo Xincheng is fortunate to have fainted and gone offline, otherwise he would definitely be pointed out by Qianfu at this moment.

While everyone was at a loss, worse news came.

"At the Rock's construction site, the workers spontaneously stood together, guarding the workers who had passed away, and wanted to seek justice. At present, Rockwell has not responded, and we will continue to follow up on the report. ”

The host's standard broadcast tone makes everyone's hearts continue to sink, just because this host is under the official TV station.

Zhao Hanlin had tried his best to control the direction of the wind on the Internet, but with little success, he sat down in a swivel chair and shook his head at everyone, saying that there was really nothing he could do.

"Now we should pacify those workers first, otherwise we will not be able to recover when they make trouble. Luo Jiuxia's words made everyone come back to their senses

Zhao Shixiong pondered for a while, "That's it, Jiuxia and Luo Weiming, you two come forward to appease you." ”

"First, you are all senior executives of the company and can represent the company. Second, you are also half of the masters of Luo's. Now that your father is sick in bed, thinking about it, it would be more appropriate for the two of you to come forward. ”

The rest of the directors whispered, discussed, and unanimously agreed to the proposal.

Of course, Luo Jiuxia has no opinion, although Luo Weiming doesn't want to deal with that group of people who think they are vulgar, but she can only bite the bullet.

Zhao Hanlin caught up with Luo Jiuxia, who was about to leave, and handed her the umbrella in his hand.

Luo Jiuxia shook the umbrella in his hand, "Thank you, Thunder has reminded me to take the umbrella." ”

Zhao Hanlin smiled bitterly, he sighed and said: "Jiuxia, don't be nervous, I'll let it go slowly, I'm just worried about you, this time things are extraordinary, those workers are in a time of emotional excitement, you bring more people, just in case." ”

Luo Jiuxia touched his nose and softened his tone, "Got it, Brother Hanlin." ”

Zhao Hanlin was not so disappointed, he handed over the document in his hand.

"This is a little information I found, the time is too tight, it's just a rough idea, you can take a look on the road. ”

Luo Jiuxia accepted it, saw Luo Weiming stepping on a small high heel, and after saying goodbye to Zhao Hanlin, she got in the car and went to the construction site.

Inside the car, Luo Jiuxia looked at the information on it with a clear look in his eyes, and sighed lightly, feeling that things were a little tricky.

Su Han parked the car, "Mr. Luo, it's here." ”

Luo Jiuxia was about to get out of the car, but was stopped by Su Han.

"Mr. Luo, change your shoes, the construction site is full of mud, and the raincoat is ready for you. ”

Luo Jiuxia was surprised by Su Han's carefulness, and after thanking the other party, he smiled and said that he would give the other party a salary increase, which made Su Han smile.

Luo Weiming knocked on Luo Jiuxia's car window impatiently, "Okay, is it dead, I'll say it later, did you hear it!"

Luo Jiuxia opened the car door, looked at the delicate makeup that had been painted, covered the traces on his face, smiled, and did not argue with the other party.

Luo Weiming, who was holding a small umbrella, glared at the other party unchanged for ten thousand years, straightened out her rain-soaked clothes, turned her head and left.

As a result, I stepped on a brick, stumbled a little, and almost fell into the mud.

Luo Jiuxia laughed, shook off the raincoat on her body, and strode in front of Luo Weiming.

The workers stood solemnly on the open field of the construction site, and in front of them were corpses covered with white cloths. They were dark-skinned, with tight muscles on their arms, rough skin and thick fingers, and their clothes were shabby, and the rain hit them, mixing with the dirt on them, leaving a murky stream of water.

The overseer on the construction site was trying to persuade the workers, but no one paid attention. The reporter next to him dutifully recorded this scene.

When Luo Jiuxia arrived, he was shocked by this scene.

I'm not afraid that the workers will make a big noise, but I'm afraid that they will stand still silently and swallow you up with hatred.

Luo Weiming, who rushed over, was shocked and took two steps back, wanting to retreat.

Luo Jiuxia took a deep breath, and just as she wanted to step forward, she was pulled by Luo Weiming, who was quick-eyed, she was pulled crookedly, and Luo Weiming had already crossed her and stepped forward.

When the overseer saw Luo Jiuxia and the others, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly caught up with them and handed them the horn.

Luo Weiming took the initiative to take it and cast a smug look at Luo Jiuxia.

Luo Jiuxia ignored her, didn't grab the broken horn with her, and turned around to communicate with the overseer.

"Hello everyone, I am the person in charge of Luo's family, Luo Weiming, and I am also the second lady of the Luo family. Luo Weiming deliberately spoke in a soft voice.

"We are saddened by the tragic death of this worker. But don't worry, we will compensate the worker's family, and we will double your salary, so please don't worry. ”

A leader-like worker spat directly at Luo Weiming, "Luo's people are dead, let your little lady come forward, a group of bad seeds." ”

Luo Weiming took a step back in disgust, she tugged at the corners of her mouth, and kept communicating with the person gently.

"Big brother, my father is the president of Luo's, he fell ill because of this incident, we don't want such a thing to happen, we will do our best to meet your requests.... ”

'Smack~', a cloud of mud slipped onto Luo Weiming's face.

"Bad guy, return my dad!" the little girl's shrill voice shook the hearts of those present.

Luo Weiming screamed on stage, angry and trying to wipe the mud off her face.

At this time, it seemed that he felt the perfunctory attitude of Luo's, and the workers simply bent down and threw mud balls at the people on the stage and the others next to Luo's.

Luo Jiuxia breathed a sigh of relief while dodging, after all, the workers still didn't want to make a big incident, they just used mud, not broken bricks.

Luo Weiming couldn't hold the umbrella in her hand, threw it aside, and ran down screaming.

Luo's party hid aside in embarrassment, humiliated enough by the workers.

"The family of the deceased arrived so soon, what about the child's mother?" Luo Jiuxia wiped the mud from his forehead.

The overseer was also confused, he had not seen the family of the deceased before.

"Daddy, child, you're just leaving, how can you live if you leave our mother!"

A woman rushed out, ran to the corpse crying, broke down and cried, and had a child in her arms who could not walk.