The first one has my tooth marks on it, which proves my innocence!

Zhou Xi dried his throat, tried to swallow his saliva, stared at the pile of gold, saw the last piece from the first piece, and then looked back at the first piece.

"It's all gold?" someone whispered, "how much does it cost?"

"Hundreds of thousands should be there anyway. Someone else replied quietly.

"It's... Going to be paid?"

"I don't know ......"

Many people made the sound of swallowing saliva in unison, a normal reaction to emotional tension, the news spread from the crowd to the door, and more people squeezed in, but no one dared to rush to the middle.

Li Jianguo was also nervous, but he still had to stay calm, and his son began to pretend to be a big leader again, he had to be tense!

In addition to him, there were only two bank staff members present who could maintain a relatively calm mind, and there were surprised expressions on their faces, but they were more looking at Li Yiming, looking at this young man with a tender face, who was sacred and had to make plans.

Li Yiming smiled and patted the box lightly with an indifferent look, as if to remind others to pay attention to the fact that there were still goods in it.

The middle-aged man withdrew his eyes from the pile of yellow metal on the table, lifted off his gold-wire glasses and asked, "This Mr. Li, are you going to pay him back?"

As he spoke, he gestured to Zheng Rong, who was sweating.

Li Yiming looked at him: "Who are you?"

"Contemptible Bank of East Asia Huang Qiusheng. The middle-aged man said as he took out a business card and handed it over, "This is my colleague, David Lin." ”

David Lin also handed over the business card.

"I don't know him, how can I pay him back. ”

Li Yiming took it and put it on the table and sighed: "Actually, I originally came with business, but when I came, I found out that it was actually ...... You're actually on strike!"

Li Yiming said as he picked up the gold nuggets and put them in the box, his movements were as quick as a thousand people.

Watching the gold nuggets disappear from the table one by one, many people were anxious, as if their money had been snatched away, and someone spoke out all of a sudden.

"Sir, it's not a strike, it's that he owes food!" said a man who was clearly a representative of the workers.

"Yes, he used to delay the delivery of grain, and everyone urged him to send it in a few days, but this time he lost the gambling of the factory! He still owes so much money!" another worker also hurriedly said.

"Zheng Rong, don't you say you lost your mother!?"

Someone even wanted to rush over and pick up the fat man, but the police officers Zhou Xi and Ren Hua hurriedly stopped: "Hey, don't do it!"

"Go back and stand up!" Zhou Xi said louder.

"I know," Li Yiming looked at Zheng Rong and turned his gaze, "This fat man staked the factory to the bank, and then gambled the money, and he still owed so many workers wages without payment." Now that everyone is not working for you, the factory bank will take it away. ”

Li Yiming said this, looking at Huang Qiusheng and Lin David: "Mr. Huang, you can completely let the police take this guy away and let the workers start work, it's not that there is no business, I see that other factories are so busy that they are dying!"

"Who dares to do business with him!

Li Yiming nodded: "That's right, honesty is important in business, and this is a vicious circle without credit! I said Mr. Huang, in fact, 60,000 yuan is not much, the bank can't put it down, and the workers are waiting for the rice to go to the pot!"

"This gentleman, he is the one who owes the workers money, and it is not our bank! He mortgaged the land and machinery of this factory, if we knew that he was such a bad gambler, how dare we lend him money......

Huang Qiusheng said disapprerovingly, looked at Li Yiming again, and added leisurely, "How can we help him repay this money, he still owes us money from the bank! The bank is also private money, and it is not a good hall!"

"That's a good point!" Li Yiming nodded sympathetically, "Then what are you going to do with this factory?"

"Let's auction it later. Huang Qiusheng looked at Li Yiming and said, "We must be at a loss!"

"Is there anything you can pay for the workers in the auction money? No, aren't the workers losing more than a month's wages in vain? No wonder they refuse to leave!" Li Yiming looked up at the group of workers with a smile, "Isn't it?"

"Yes, the money taken by the bank is from the bank, what should we do?" said the worker who was seated, apparently the main reason why they were stuck here.

"Officer Ren, do you have any solutions?" asked Li Yiming, looking at the two police officers opposite.

Ren Hua looked at the young man opposite with a dead face: "What can I do, I'm just here to watch and don't kill anyone!"

"Can't you catch the money you owe?" asked Li Yiming.

Ren Hua looked at Zheng Rong on the side and sneered: "...... What's the use of arresting them! If you want to arrest them, let them report the crime!"

"What's the use of reporting the crime!" several voices in the crowd shouted hatefully.

"I guess I won't get this money if I catch it......" Li Yiming looked at the workers, "right?

Huang Qiu was anxious: "Mr. Li, don't talk nonsense, this machine is now from the bank!"

"No wonder you came here so quickly! Then you didn't sell anything else, paper, ink, or something...... Li Yiming asked curiously, patting the chair next to him, "How much is this chair worth?"

"The one he also owes money to, even the one who begged for money hasn't arrived yet!"

"Whoever asks for his chair, we want money! The family is going to starve to death, do you want to eat the chair?"

"Two thousand yuan, Zheng Rong, you hurry up and give the money, and I'll leave!"

"No matter who gives it, give me three thousand yuan, and I'll leave immediately!"

Several people spoke.

Li Jianguo stood behind his son, highly nervous, for fear that someone would suddenly come in impulsively and hurt people.

Li Yiming smiled when he heard this, he didn't look angry at all, and his eyes fell on Huang Qiusheng: "How many workers are owed money? How much is it in total? I heard that it is more than 60,000 yuan,"

David Lin took out a piece of paper and handed it to Li Yiming: "These are the workers who are owed money, a total of 64,320 yuan." ”

Li Yiming glanced at it: "Your bank can't afford to pay this amount of money, right? Your monthly salary is tens of thousands of yuan, right?"

This amount of money, tens of thousands of yuan, Li Yiming's big grin tone made everyone even more silent, this is really a rich man!

Huang Qiusheng frowned and sighed: "It's not that we can't afford it, it's that we don't have this name! If we owe the workers money and let us out, we will have to jump into the sea!"

Li Yiming looked at Zheng Rong opposite: "It's all caused by this dead fat man, doesn't he have a house or anything?"

"He said he sold it too!"

"His wife has emigrated!"

"Wonderful!" Li Yiming clapped his hands twice and smiled, "Now I'll solve these problems for you! I don't know and don't have a relationship with this guy, I brought money to print things, without this dead fat man, can you print the money you earn?

When he said the last sentence, Li Yiming looked at the workers standing there.

"Okay!"

"Yes!"

"This guy never does anything himself!"

"Wait a minute!" Huang Qiusheng interrupted with a wave of his hand, "This Mr. Li, you want to print things in this factory now?"

Li Yiming nodded: "I'm solving the problem of workers' wages for you now, otherwise... I'm afraid you won't be able to take it away from this factory, it's very troublesome!"

"That's it, we'll sleep here without paying, don't even think about closing the factory!" someone shouted from the crowd.

David Lin looked a little flustered, and looked at Huang Qiusheng to let him make up his mind.

Huang Qiusheng looked at the printers with angry eyebrows on the side, and frowned: "Then how much do you print? ”

Li Yiming clicked on the poster on the table: "This kind of can be printed, right?"

"Yes!" several people immediately spoke.

The person from the newspaper office next to Li Yiming coughed vigorously.

"Do you have an opinion?" asked Li Yiming, turning his head.

"He didn't print our newspaper, so it's out of file today!" The man handed over a business card, "Zheng Qiu, the director of the despicable city new newspaper!"

Li Yiming took the business card and put it on the table: "Then you want him to lose money, right?"

Zheng Qiu sighed and nodded.

Li Yiming looked at him curiously: "If you don't have to print newspapers tomorrow, why are you free here?"

"Someone is running around that thing, I used to print here all the time, and now when I go to someone else's place to print, the money will definitely rise again!" Zheng Qiu shook his head and sighed, "Our tabloid office is already having a hard time, and now we can't hold on to it anymore!"

"Let's solve it together!"

Li Yiming looked at him, didn't speak again, took out a pen and brushed some grids on the poster, and wrote some words: "Both sides must be printed, and the words have a little picture, what do you use here to typeset?"

"Munnar, the Englishman's machine, just bought it this year. ”

"Very good!" Li Yiming stretched out his finger and pointed to the poster sheet on the table, "This kind of thing, who will help me calculate the cost!"

"This chalk paper is eighty grams," the worker in front of him looked at the poster, "how much do you want, sir?" I have to calculate how much time it will take to make ......."

"How much can you print in a day?" Li Yiming asked rhetorically.

"This day is all printed and this ......" Several workers turned their heads to each other, and after a while, "one large sheet is cut into four sheets, and the two machines can be 100,000 large sheets and 400,000 sheets a day." ”

"Then you calculate it on a daily basis, deduct this money, and use all the money you earn to pay your salary. ”

"400,000 sheets, paper is a millimeter and eight ......" Several workers immediately gathered together, and someone handed a calculator from the side.

"No, I buy less! Buy more is cheaper!" Zheng Rong suddenly shouted, "You still have to calculate ink, calculate computer and artificial ......"

Li Yiming looked at Huang Qiusheng: "Mr. Huang, you should know how much this cost is, right?

Huang Qiusheng was stunned and smiled, lowered his head and picked up the document in front of him and looked at it: "He hasn't done so much, tens of thousands of sheets at most, but I have ...... here for the purchase price of paper and ink or something."

Li Yiming stretched out his hand to take it and took a look at it, and handed it back.

The workers are still struggling to calculate.

"Don't forget it!" Li Yiming interrupted them, "Let's print a million copies first! I have to rest in the middle, check the defective products or something, and see if I can finish printing them in three days, I'm in a hurry!"

As soon as these words fell, the room was quiet again.