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Next, Song Baojun didn't find a chance to be alone with Yun Qingni, everyone took action, and discussed various details in the conference room with great interest, and when Song Baojun left early after ten o'clock, a rough framework had been worked out.

The first is the company's core program and development plan. Without a unified idea and planning, the company's development is destined to not last long.

The company will take the provision of security, defense and property protection as its main business for a long time, and provide guards, patrols, guards, escorts, personal guards, security inspections, security technical precautions, security risk assessment and other services for other companies and government agencies. Under these conditions, the company will develop and train a variety of talents, and the company's leadership will also work on the basis of facts.

Second, the company's discipline, Song Baojun has already said that there is no need to continue to emphasize, mainly all kinds of rules.

Third, everyone, including Yunqingni, must receive more than three months of security training to strengthen their business capabilities.

Fourth, the rights and interests of employees. Five insurances and one housing fund are naturally certain, with a starting salary of 6,000 yuan per staff member, as well as various bonuses, allowances, overtime pay, communication expenses and other subsidies, which are guaranteed to be higher than the average salary in Chazhou.

There is also a problem with the division of the equity of the new company, Yun Qingni accounts for 50% of the shares, and the rest of the shares are divided by other people in the conference room according to their powers, more or less, ranging from one percent to five percent for each person.

Unexpectedly, everyone disagreed, saying that how could there be no eldest brother-in-law, and half of the shares must be given to Song Baojun. Song Baojun said that the eldest sister and the eldest brother-in-law are not a family, what do they share with each other? Everyone laughed and stopped insisting, only Yun Qingni pretended to be serious with a straight face.

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The next day's class was not interesting, Song Baojun and the head teacher Yang Kaiming took the afternoon off and rushed to Chazhou Xingang to arrange work.

Liu Xiyue saw that he was elusive during this time, and he disappeared without paying attention to it, and he didn't ask too much, for fear of upsetting him.

I didn't alarm anyone else, and I still took the bus.

With the deepening of the development of Chazhou New Port, the city bus company has opened a bus from the city to the new port, three classes in the morning, noon and evening, the fare is only five yuan, fair and affordable, the most convenient for Song Baojun to travel like a poor sling.

There were not many people on the bus at noon, so Song Baojun easily found a seat, planning to use the limited time to close his eyes and recuperate.

When they arrived at the intersection of oleander intersection, a group of more than a dozen young people who looked like they were flowing got on the bus and filled the bus at once.

It's not as exaggerated as Kill Matt, but it's not very popular, nothing more than the hip-hop style of crotch pants, the hipster style of narrow pants and hoodies, and the punk style of wearing pendants.

That's it, the problem is that more than a dozen people are noisy and shouting in the car, and every time they say a word, they must bring out a string of dirty words, and what they say is not interesting content, it's nothing more than what someone soaked in again, and someone and who fought with someone, it's really unbearable.

Of the more than a dozen people who came up, only seven or eight vacant seats were quickly occupied, and there were still five or six people standing in the empty space of the carriage, so they poked their heads around to look around, hoping that there would be one or two more vacant seats.

The bus from the city to Chazhou Xingang stops and goes, which is much slower than a private car, and it takes at least an hour to pass all the way, and it is quite tiring to stand all the time.

One of the angry young men with a white turban set his eyes on Song Baojun, grabbed the handrail of the bus, and said loudly: "Hey, get up, give up a seat for the master." ”

Song Baojun deserved to have a weak face that everyone could bully, looked up at the other party, and said, "Get out." ”

The angry young man was furious when he heard this, stretched out his hand and pushed Song Baojun on his shoulder, and was about to open his mouth to scold, when a person who seemed to be the leader on the other side said: "Xiaobo, the boss has explained, don't make trouble here." ”

Fortunately, the other party didn't have a few catties of strength, and Song Baojun's shoulders only shook slightly, which didn't affect anything.

The young man said indignantly, "Could it be that we have to stand all the way to Xingang?"

"Let's talk about it when we get out of the city. The boss glanced at him, and the young man stopped talking, grabbed the ring with both hands, and glared at Song Baojun condescendingly.

Song Baojun didn't take him seriously, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The car went all the way to the suburbs, and stopped at a stop, and came up a middle-aged woman dressed in shabby clothes, even very dirty, with a purple-black face, cracked skin, and liberation shoes on her feet full of mud, carrying a basket woven with plastic sheets, which contained iron tongs, a small hammer, and a lunch box, and a blue hard hat and a flat pole behind her.

Song Baojun knew that this was a common migrant worker on construction sites, who usually hired local farmers to do the heavy and dirty work.

Chazhou Xingang is known as modern and mechanized construction, but there are still some places that cannot be reached by machinery, such as moving bricks, building walls, digging trenches, draining soil in narrow occasions, cleaning, handling, etc., which requires manpower.

The Ministry of Labor often recruits farmers as workers in the local area during the slack period, with a daily wage of 200 yuan, which is not a bad income in comparison, so local farmers flock to it.

The woman looked like she was going to the harbor to do rough work, and there was a plastic work tag in the basket, her palms were rough and her skin was dark, and her face was full of the usual caution, and she couldn't help but smile humbly when she saw anyone.

Song Baojun remembered that he sat in the classroom every day, and when he saw the woman looking tired, he got up and pointed to the chair and said, "Auntie, sit down." ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "No, no, no, no, I'm not tired, so you should sit." ”

Song Baojun said: "I'm tired of sitting and want to stand up and move, it will take more than half an hour to go to the port from here, you sit and rest." ”

When the woman saw that he was sincere, she whispered, "Thank you." ”

Unexpectedly, the angry young man with the white turban stepped over, grabbed the middle-aged woman in front of him and sat in Song Baojun's original seat, and shook Erlang's legs vigorously.

The woman didn't dare to fight with the young man, she was very embarrassed to stand in place, looked at the young man and then at Song Baojun, and couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry." ”

The young man thought that the middle-aged woman wanted to ask him to give up his seat, but his neck suddenly stiffened, and he smiled triumphantly: "First come, first served! I'm sorry! Migrant workers like you also want to sit down? If I don't get out of the car, it will give you face." ”

"Smack!"

A slap landed on the young man's pale face, leaving a clearly visible five-finger print.

"Get up. Song Baojun's face was calm, his tone was unquestionable, his left hand grabbed the ring, his right hand was hidden in his trouser pocket, and the two eyes had already locked on the young man's eyes and shoulders to prevent the other party from counterattacking.

The young man covered his face in disbelief, glared and said, "You dare to do it, how do you dare to hit me?"

Seeing this, the accomplices of several young people around grabbed the guardrail and the ring, and slowly leaned towards Song Baojun in the carriage during the drive.

The middle-aged woman was very surprised, and with indescribable fear, she whispered: "Little brother, I, I'm not going to sit anymore, I, I'll get out of the car." ”

The driver squinted his eyes and caught a glimpse of the movement in the rearview mirror, and shouted: "Don't make trouble in the bus, otherwise I will ask you to get off the bus!"

The leader of the little gangster also said: "Forget it, don't quarrel here, I will go to the port for a while and have business, in case the boss blames it, everyone will not be able to eat and walk around." ”

When the other bastards heard this, they all put away their eager expressions, and one of them dissuaded: "Xiaobo, don't be like this kid, wait until the port has something to say." ”

The young man got off the donkey and sneered, "That's it, I'll make you look good later." ”

Caught off guard, another slap fell on his face, and Song Baojun said: "Let you get up, don't you hear? Is it deaf or brainless?"

"You!" the young man stood up suddenly, he really couldn't imagine that there were so many people in him, and the other party dared to do it.

"Wow! Good boy is really kind! I think you're tired of being alive!" the rest of the bastards fried the pot one after another, and approached Song Baojun again.

Song Baojun's body swayed gently with the speed of the bus, watching and listening to all directions. The carriage was already narrow, and there were only two or three people who could get close to him, all of them staggering, their steps were vain, and it seemed that they were just bluffing.

Under the influence of his violent personality, he could completely deal with these three little bastards in an extremely brutal way in thirty seconds, and deter others from acting rashly.

The driver's eldest brother shouted at the right time: "I said you should not make trouble in the car! There is a police station in front of you, do you really want to go in and squat all day?"

Everyone was stunned, and the driver's eldest brother continued to shout: "That young man wearing a turban, you still have a reason to grab someone else's seat? Get out of the way! This is not the place for you to do whatever you want!"

Someone grabbed the young man with an angry face and said, "Forget it, you go away, grab a seat with a migrant worker, and you're not afraid of being laughed at." ”

Song Baojun ignored them anymore, asked the middle-aged woman to sit down, and said, "Auntie, don't be afraid, sit here and rest well, and you will arrive at the port in a while." ”

The middle-aged woman hurriedly took out the lunch box from the basket and said, "Little brother, thank you, I'm in a hurry to go to work, and I don't have anything, that ...... Please eat, bring it from home. ”

Song Baojun smiled dumbly, quickly rubbed his stomach and said, "I just ate enough, so you should keep it." ”

The woman also felt that it was shabby to invite someone to eat the lunch box she had brought from home, and she was embarrassed to put it away.

After a few more stops, the train gradually became more and more lively, all of them were the staff who went to the port, squeezing the gangsters out of the way.

The middle-aged woman finally regained her spirits, talked to Song Baojun, and said, "The little brother looks very young and is still in college, right?

Song Baojun nodded.

The middle-aged woman said again: "My son is also in college, he is from Chazhou University, what about you?"