Cao Jin opened his voice and said to the women in the workshop, "Everyone, stop. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the sewing machine in the workshop stopped.

"This is Zhang Yue, the new workshop manager of the No. 2 workshop, you will be under his control in the future, and you will apply to him for leave or something."

Cao Jin said to the women.

The women looked at Zhang Yue and their eyes lit up. This young guy in his early twenties is really handsome, and he looks quite kind, and the factory has paid benefits.

"You can do a good job here." Cao Jin patted Zhang Yue on the shoulder, and then walked out of the workshop alone.

He didn't plan to train Zhang Yue what to do in the workshop management, anyway, this is all idle work, and it is no problem to sit and play all day.

"Hehe, hello everyone, my name is Zhang Yue, a new workshop manager." Zhang Yue said with a smile.

"Oh, this guy is so handsome." A middle-aged woman in her forties stood up and said that she looked very ordinary, and her body was slightly obese.

"I am the leader of the production team, you can call me Cuihua, and I will have to rely on my brother to take care of me in the future."

"Definitely, definitely."

Zhang Yue felt that his position was not like a workshop manager, but like the director of the Women's Federation, managing a large group of middle-aged aunts.

Yesterday he was still a murderous demon king, but now he is the "director of the Women's Federation".

This translates a little too fast.

"I'm idle, let's do something for you, is there anything I need to do?" Zhang Yue said.

Although it is an idle job, it is a newcomer, and I have to do something to do it. And he didn't understand anything, if he had any questions, he had to ask the production team leader Cuihua.

"You go and help Xiaolan fight, you young people have a common language." Cuihua looked at a corner of the workshop and said to Zhang Yue.

Following Cuihua's gaze, Zhang Yue saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in the corner of the workshop. Her skin is a little dark, with a big yellow braid on her back, and her face is not very beautiful, very ordinary. A pair of small black round eyes looked straight at Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue walked over and sat down next to Xiaolan and asked her, "Is there anything I can help you with?" ”

"You're a workshop manager, how can you help?" Xiaolan's voice was a little hoarse and refused Zhang Yue's help.

It can be seen that she is a little flustered now.

"It's okay, it's fun to help others, anyway, I'm idle." Zhang Yue said with a smile.

"I really don't need to."

Xiaolan glanced at Zhang Yue, but her eyes revealed distrust.

Because the wages of the workers in the factory are all piece-rated, and the more they do, the more money they make, Xiaolan is afraid that Zhang Yue will do her job and then deduct her wages.

In this industrial park, it is not uncommon for managers to deduct workers' wages under various pretexts.

Zhang Yue shook his head and walked away, people didn't trust him, so why stay there and find it boring to find himself?

Walked over to the production team leader Cuihua and sat down beside her and helped her get started.

This middle-aged aunt in her forties is very enthusiastic, and she didn't reject Zhang Yue like Xiaolan and asked him to help her cut fabrics.

While working, I chatted with Zhang Yue.

"By the way, Xiaolan looks like she is only about eighteen years old, why didn't she go to school? Came to work in a factory? Zhang Yue asked. Generally speaking, eighteen-year-old girls should go to school and then take the college entrance examination to enter university.

Alas~

Cuihua sighed, stopped what she was doing, and turned her head to look at Xiaolan.

Then he said, "That kid is quite pitiful." The family lives in a poor mountainous area, his parents died early, and he works alone to provide for his two younger brothers to study, so he has to work hard to earn money. ”

After all, the upper class like Xiao Ning Xuehua Wuxin is only a minority. There are always so many people in this world who are impoverished, forced by life to desperation, and do things that they can't help themselves.

Zhang Yue remembers the first time he met Ye Qin, it was in a restaurant and he was scolded by the boss for breaking the plate. She also had to work to earn money while going to school because her family was poor. Later, she met Zhang Yue, and with Zhang Yue's funding, her situation was much better.

There are many sufferings in the world, so if you can help one, count it as one.

Although Zhang Yue is ruthless to the enemy, he has changed, he is no longer the ruthless demon king he used to be, and there is true love in the world.

He got up and walked out of the No. 2 workshop and came to the office of the factory director Cao Jin.

When Cao Jin saw Zhang Yue coming, he hurriedly beckoned him to sit down, and asked with a smile: "Zhang Yue, are you still used to it?" Is there anything you have to do with me? ”

"I'm here to deliver money." Zhang Yue replied.

Sending money?

Cao Jin didn't understand what Zhang Yue meant.

"I'll transfer one million to you, and at the end of this month, I'll send this million together with my salary to Xiaolan in Workshop No. 2."

Now Zhang Yue has Shou's bank card in his hand, and there are hundreds of millions of money in it, all of which came from the loser of the Western Wei Group.

Now it is used to help people in need, and it can be regarded as a reflection of its value.

Cao Jin touched his chin and thought about it, and suddenly showed a wicked smile, "You want to keep her and treat her as a mistress?" ”

Sending so much money to a young girl for no reason, didn't you want to support her, what else did you want to do with her?

"Aiming at a young and beautiful little girl so quickly, she is faster than me." Cao Jin said with a smile.

"Take care of your mother!"

Zhang Yue scolded, "I'm not as obscene as you." ”

Zhang Yue took out his mobile phone, asked Cao Jin's bank account, and transferred one million to him.

Although I don't know why Zhang Yue gave Xiaolan one million, someone transferred money to him, and Cao Jin was very happy. When giving the money to Xiaolan, he deducted 500,000 yuan first, and then gave the remaining 500,000 yuan to Xiaolan.

500,000 is easily credited, and it's exciting to think about it. His old face was full of oil, and a happy smile filled with it.

As soon as Zhang Yue saw Cao Jin's smile, he knew what he was thinking, and his face suddenly became cold.

He is a factory director, and his family property is several million. Xiaolan's family is already so poor, and he still wants to fight for this money, which is simply scum.

"If you dare to swallow this million privately, I will let you know that it is powerful."

Zhang Yue said indifferently, slamming his fist on the wall next to him. With a bang, the twenty-centimeter-thick brick wall was smashed into a large crater, and the smoke and dust scattered.

A murderous look looked at Cao Jin.

Cao Jin's pupils shrank, and he instinctively took a few steps back in fright and leaned against the desk. That look was so terrifying that he was sure that if he dared to withhold this money, he would definitely die without a place to be buried.

"I ...... How dare I? ”

Cao Jin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with an unnatural smile. Now that he is killed, he will not dare to touch this million. After all, when people die, no matter how much money they have, it's useless.

"Remember it for me, or you know the consequences." Zhang Yue pointed at Cao Jin's nose, said viciously, and then walked out of Cao Jin's office.

Cao Jin breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the teacup on the desk and took a sip of water. His gaze glanced at the large pit in the wall, and he couldn't help but swallow.

At first, he thought that this handsome young man was a little white face raised by Xiao Ningxue, but now it can be determined, where is this little white face? Get rid of a ruthless person.