Macau, near the Ruins of St. Paul's---

The parade continues.

The members of the team held up banners such as "arrears of wages" and "unkind to the rich" and demanded that Furama give them an explanation.

Of course, there was a mixture of people in this procession, and to be precise, most of the book employees were instigated by others, so they came out to demonstrate together.

There is no way, the business of Furama Hotel is not good now, and if the business is not good, it will be difficult to pay the salaries of employees.

It has only been in arrears for less than half a month, and the employees have been entangled by some well-intentioned people to stink the Fu family.

The leader of the demonstrations is Cao Jinwang, a native of Macau, Chinese New Year's Eve, who has been working in the back kitchen of the Furama Hotel in Macau, where he has worked for three years as a chef.

Not long ago, Cao Jinwang was on his way home after work, when he was stopped by a car, and then a person got out of the car, and the man took out a wad of money and told Cao Jinwang that as long as he did what he instructed, he could receive 10,000 yuan after the deed.

Cao Jinwang was originally a greedy character, especially in Macau, there are no men who are not bad at gambling, and he often plays at the gambling table, but unfortunately his luck has been very bad recently, and he has lost a lot of money.

So Cao Jinwang accepted the money without hesitation, only to learn afterwards that the other party asked him to help with the demonstration and discredit the Fu family.

What this person is most afraid of is a poor character, a person like Cao Jinwang is not afraid of anything but being poor. Immediately, he summoned a group of people in the back kitchen, invited guests to dinner, and incited everyone during the banquet that the hotel had owed money for more than half a month, and it seemed that it was not going to be distributed to everyone, everyone had children and daughters, and life was not easy.

Mixed with Cao Jinwang, they are basically regulars at the gambling table, chefs, it is easy to make money, and they are fast to earn and spend fast, not to mention that they are all skilled people, and when they leave this hotel, they will go to that hotel to work hard, and they will not be unemployed.

What's more, everyone also drank too much, Cao Jinwang patted his chest and promised that he would bear all the costs of the demonstration, and he would invite guests to dinner after the fact.

Macau men are born with a heavy gambling temperament, not to mention that Cao Jinwang has a three-inch tongue, everyone is in a hurry to use the money, and in the end they really called a group of people, made banners, and then did not go to the government to register, and directly marched and demonstrated on the street.

I have to say that this move really shocked the people of Macao, Macau is not a big place, unlike Hong Kong, it is rare to have any demonstrations, demonstrations, riots or something.

Therefore, the citizens of Macao are very curious about this, and when they are curious, they can't help but watch, and when they watch, they can't help but cheer and shout.

This made Cao Jinwang and others couldn't help but be excited, feeling like an actor, and walking in the parade was very fulfilling.

Unfortunately, this super feeling did not last long, and the originally cloudless sky suddenly became overcast, and when they were about to walk to New Street with the banner, the sky began to rain lightly.

The surrounding pedestrians didn't have time to watch the excitement, and they all began to be busy hiding from the rain. Some naughty children run and chase in the drizzle, frolicking.

Cao Jinwang glanced at the demonstration team of twenty or thirty people behind him, everyone was no longer as emotional as before, and the originally high mood was doused a lot by this damn rain.

Seeing that the drizzle was getting heavier and heavier, Ade, the kitchen cutter who had the best relationship with Cao Jinwang, couldn't help but say to Cao Jinwang: "Awang, why don't we withdraw, this rain is going to fall heavily!"

Cao Jinwang pursed his lips and said, "What to withdraw! Please, although we are chefs, we must also do things from the beginning to the end." Then he pointed to the front and said, "This is not far from the largest newspaper in Macau, we only need to walk a few more steps to reach it, and it is not too late to rest." ”

Ade had a bitter face, "I still have to go, I can't even walk anymore." I said, we're almost done doing this, and it is estimated that the Fu family is also starting to get anxious, don't you just want wages, can you make such a big move?"

When Cao Jinwang heard this, he glared at him: "If you don't leave, then return the money you owe me!"

As soon as Ade heard this, he hurriedly said, "I'm joking with you, it's raining, it's a little meaning!"

Cao Jinwang snorted at this time, thinking in his heart, the one named Ah Yong said that as long as he arrived at the newspaper office, he would help make things bigger, and he would complete the task as long as he persevered a little longer, well, 10,000 yuan is not a small amount, and it is enough to go to the casino to play.

Just when Cao Jinwang's heart was secretly refreshed, he suddenly heard Ade next to him shouting: "It's not good, we have been blocked!"

Well, what?

Who would dare to block the queue?

Cao Jinwang was surprised, so he looked at it---

Then I saw a black Bentley car, with a very bullish four "threes", parked in front of the team, blocking the way of the team.

"Damn, who is so bold ......" Before Cao Jinwang could scold, he saw the door of the car open, and then a black leather shoe stepped out, the rain on the ground splashed away, and a tall figure got off his body.

Cao Dewang had never seen such an arrogant person, and shouted loudly: "Which one are you, do you know what is blocking our way?"

Ade also faked the tiger: "Get out of the way, don't get in the way!"

In the drizzle and haze, I could see clearly that the person was a young man less than twenty years old, and no matter how he looked at it, he was a college student, but that posture and the look of looking at everything made people dare not treat him as an ordinary student.

"Are you employees of the Furama Hotel?" the man asked.

Cao Dewang was stunned, "We are, who are you?"

The man smiled slightly: "My name is Song Zhichao, and I am the administrative director of the hotel!"

As soon as these words came out, Cao Dewang, Ade and the others immediately burst out laughing.

"What are you talking about? You're the hotel director? Why haven't we seen you, hahaha!" everyone laughed.

In the face of everyone's ignorance and ridicule, Song Zhichao waved behind him unhurriedly, and someone immediately gave him a suitcase.

Song Zhichao took the suitcase, and then said to Cao Dewang and his group: "It doesn't matter if you believe me or not, isn't the reason why you marched for money? There is twice the money owed to you here--- After speaking, he raised the suitcase.

"Now, you can hear me clearly, either take the money and leave, or go to the police station with me!"

"Why are we going to the police station with you? You owe us our wages!"

"yes, you're being unreasonable. ”

"Are you reasonable?" Song Zhichao smiled and pointed to the procession on the opposite side in the rain, "You ask yourself one by one, did you get permission from the government to come out to demonstrate? Without clarifying the truth, you slandered the company for not paying you wages? Is this considered slander?"

Everyone was stunned.

Song Zhichao continued: "If you touch your conscience again, how will the hotel treat you? Lu Acai, when you got married, the company gave you a gift of 500 yuan; Feng Zhaodi, when you were sick and hospitalized, the company helped you pay 1,700 yuan in advance for your medical expenses; and Peng Jiaju, you came to gamble and lost money, and were collected by loan sharks, and in the end, the company helped you settle it...... But now, just because the company paid half a month's salary late, let you people gather to hold such a grand demonstration--- you pat your chest, do you still have a conscience?"

Lu Acai, Feng Zhaodi, Peng Jiaju, and others were silent. In the rain, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao glanced around sharply, and saw that the crowd around him was getting longer and longer, everyone was holding umbrellas, gathering around to watch the excitement, and some reporters who looked like newspapers were also taking pictures with their cameras.

Well, almost, it's time to finish!

Thinking of this, Song Zhichao said loudly: "Okay, it's still the same sentence, if you feel that you are still a person, then you will immediately take the money and leave, if you feel that you are even worthy of being a person, I have nothing to say!"

After speaking, Song Zhichao snapped, opened the suitcase in his hand, and poured out a pile of banknotes, smashed into the rain, and splashed.

The otherwise silent procession became agitated.

I don't know who it is, so I first stepped forward and picked up the money on the ground, and then said thank you to Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao nodded at him and asked him to register in the back.

Someone took the lead, and those behind didn't hesitate anymore and rushed up.

Seeing that there were more and more people, Cao Jinwang couldn't stop him if he wanted to, and even Ade, who was the best friend of him, went to the ground to pick up money.

The reporters next to him were all crackling and taking pictures, and they were in a mess in the rain.

Cao Jinwang opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout, but found that it was to no avail, and everyone had already stopped listening to his command.

What to do?

How do you explain this?

Cao Jinwang opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, but no one would listen to him.

At this time, I don't know who hit him, Cao Jinwang didn't pay attention, and fell to the rain, the rain wet his clothes, and the dirty water splashed his face.

Cao Jinwang squinted, but handed over a tissue before meeting.

Cao Jinwang hurriedly took it, said, "Thank you!" and hurriedly took a tissue to wipe his face.

When his eyes opened, he saw clearly that the person who handed him the tissue was the administrative director named Song Zhichao.

In the drizzle, Song Zhichao looked at him with a smile under the umbrella, and then said to him: "No thanks--- because you have been fired!"

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