Secretary Zhao walked out of the office and went directly to the workshop. When the workers heard that they would not be paid today and that they would not have to come to work tomorrow, they all shouted and asked why, and some even made a noise.

"What's the matter, didn't you say ten dollars a day? It's only been a few days, what about Director Bai? ”

"That's right, what about Factory Bai, call Factory Bai out."

"Didn't you say it was okay at the beginning? Regardless of whether there is work or not, receiving ten yuan a day, is Director Bai going back on his word? ”

Listening to the reprimands and questions of the workers, Secretary Zhao was also embarrassed and helpless, so he could only kindly persuade him: "There are no orders in the factory for the time being, so please go back first, and we will notify you to come back after there are orders."

"Then if there is no order, will you not be paid? When will the order come? ”。 One of the tall, thin men asked, slightly worried.

Basically, the people in this group of people came for a salary of 10 yuan, because the director of the white factory told them that as long as they went to Wanfu Garment Factory, whether they had a job or not, they could get a salary of 10 yuan a day, and if the workload was large, the wage would be increased, so everyone jumped ship collectively. If there is no salary today, does it mean that Wanfu Garment Factory does not want them? But the job on the Pole side has been resigned, and now there is a problem here, how can this be good?

"Ask Director Bai to come out and make it clear, if we don't make it clear, we won't leave."

"Yes, let's make it clear, is it the same as not going to work to get paid."

Secretary Zhao was speechless for a while, she didn't know how Director Bai told these 200 workers about the conditions, but she was sure of one thing, Boss Jin didn't plan to hire them anymore, so there was no such thing as receiving wages even if he didn't go to work. But she didn't dare to say it so bluntly, in the face of 200 people, if she didn't say a word well, it would be easy to cause public anger, and then it would not be something she could control.

"Call the white factory director to come out."

Seeing that Secretary Zhao didn't speak, the workers knew that she couldn't make up her mind, but they couldn't just forget it. It was Director Bai who asked them to come to work, so everyone was clamoring to see Director Bai.

Looking at everyone's excited appearance, Secretary Zhao was helpless, but she knew that it would be impossible for Director Bai to come out, so she didn't expect Director Bai to come out to save the scene, so she could only solve it herself.

"Don't worry, Director Bai hasn't come back yet, when he comes back, he will definitely ask for an explanation, so please go home and wait patiently." Too helpless, Secretary Zhao could only make this decision.

The workers were even more excited when they heard Secretary Zhao's words, and they all thought that Secretary Zhao was fooling them, and for a while, there was a lot of argument in the crowd.

"I think this director of the white factory must have run away, I knew that I wouldn't be greedy for these dozens of yuan in salary, just stay in Baoli." A slightly older worker sighed.

"That's it, what Director Bai said was so good at the beginning, and he was paid if he didn't work, but now let's go, but I can't even see a figure." Another skinny worker also said.

"Alas, if I knew that I would have stayed in Baoli safely, I blamed us for being too greedy."

"Yes, hey Lao Liu, you are familiar with Liu Design, why don't you go and ask if we can go back to work?" An idea suddenly occurred to a worker.

"Do you have the face to go back?" Another person next to him asked with a sigh.

"Why not, these days, what's wrong with being thick-skinned, it's better than starving to death." The worker spoke bluntly, and the other workers agreed.

"That's what I said, Lao Qi, let's go to Baoli and ask, if Boss Zhou doesn't care about the past, we will go back to Baoli."

Saying that, under the leadership of the tall and thin man and the old Qi, a group of people walked out of the Wanfu Garment Factory.

Before leaving, out of dissatisfaction with the status quo, many workers kicked and smashed the equipment and machines of Wanfu Garment Factory, and tore and cut the new raw materials and fabrics for a while, all for venting.

Secretary Zhao looked at the scene that finally stopped making noise, and secretly rejoiced. But looking at the smashed equipment and the ruined fabrics, she was powerless, and she couldn't stop it, and only when they finished venting, she secretly watched the group of workers leave.

The workers left, Jin Wanfu and Bai Hong walked out of the office, Jin Wanfu looked at the messy scene all over the ground, and the smashed machines, and suddenly there was a pain in his flesh, and he scolded Secretary Zhao again.

Secretary Zhao was accustomed to the violent temper of this boss, and did not argue, but lowered his head and did not speak, allowing him to scold.

Bai Hong was dumbfounded by this scene, thinking that if he couldn't fight Wu Hua, he would stop for the time being, and sell the machine and fabric cheaply to recover a loss, but now looking at the endgame all over the ground, even if he wants to sell it, he can only sell it as scrap iron, and his heart is dripping blood!

Jin Wanfu finally scolded enough, seeing that Bai Hong's stupidity didn't hit him, he was about to scold him, but he heard Secretary Zhao speak.

"Boss, am I coming over tomorrow?" Secretary Zhao plucked up the courage to ask.

Looking at this situation, she guessed that it should not be used, but her salary has not yet been paid.

"Come over a bird's egg, you won't have to come here in the future, get out." Jin Wanfu was still angry, and his tone was full of anger.

"Then ask the boss to pay me for these days." Secretary Zhao straightened his waist and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

She doesn't care what Jin Wanfu's mood is, she comes here to work, it is definitely impossible to work in vain, and the salary must be received.

"Still want to get paid? Also ...... "Jin Wanfu was angry on his head, and he thought about not paying her salary, but he remembered that Secretary Zhao was recommended by Mr. Chen, and he didn't know what to do with Mr. Chen, and it was not good to pass it on, so he took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and threw it at Secretary Zhao's chest.

"Take the money and get out." Jin Wanfu looked high.

Secretary Zhao took the 100 yuan full of humiliation, but he was snorting coldly in his heart, no wonder this factory can't do it, there is a boss who looks down on people and a factory director who is not right-minded, it is a miracle to be able to do it.

Secretary Zhao took the money, went back to the office angrily and took the bag, straightened his waist, and left Wanfu Garment Factory directly.

On the other hand, the workers planned to go directly to the Baoli Garment Factory to ask Boss Zhou for forgiveness, but seeing that it was getting dark, it was estimated that Baoli had already gotten off work, so everyone agreed to go back to the factory together the next day.

Some of the workers were anxious, worried that Baoli would no longer accept them, but they couldn't help it, so they huddled together for a while to reflect on themselves before they said goodbye and went back to their homes.

Wu Hua and his brothers had a full meal in Taibai Building, and then took advantage of the fact that it was still early, and a group of eight people walked side by side, humming songs, and happily walking on the road.

Everyone was happy, frolicking on the road and playing while walking, and it was almost 10 o'clock when they returned to the dormitory.

After sending Wu Xuan and his brothers back to the dormitory, Zhou Houming went to ride his motorcycle, and planned to take Wu Hua and Liu Dongmei back to the rental house, but Wu Hua refused, Wu Hua said that he wanted to go, and asked Zhou Houming to go back earlier, and Zhou Changde of the province was worried.

Zhou Houming had no choice but to wave goodbye to them, and with a whoosh, he disappeared into the alley on his motorcycle.

The sky was getting colder, Wu Hua and Liu Dongmei were walking on the street, the cold wind was blowing, and Liu Dongmei unconsciously shrunk her neck.

Wu Hua took off his coat and draped it on Liu Dongmei's shoulders, welcoming her attention. Wu Hua looked at Liu Dongmei puzzled and asked what was wrong.

Liu Dongmei looked at Wu Hua, then withdrew her gaze and looked at the night sky, "I always thought that I was a person who didn't need warmth. ”

"Why?" Wu Hua was puzzled.

"I used to always think that I could solve all the difficulties, and I never thought that anyone would show up at the right time to help me, maybe I was used to being independent." Liu Dongmei sighed as if she remembered something.

Wu Hua heard the helplessness in Liu Dongmei's words, stepped forward, put his arm around her shoulder through his coat, and said, "Actually, it's good to have a support."

Liu Dongmei rested her head on Wu Hua's shoulder, and the two strolled through the street together, enjoying the warmth under the night sky.

Early the next morning, Wu Hua still went to the factory very early, after yesterday's local promotion activities, he believes that many people in Quzhou have begun to pay attention to cotton jackets, and he must increase production in order to achieve sufficient supply.

Wu Hua came to the factory early in the morning, and saw a large group of people around the factory gate from a distance, Wu Hua was puzzled and stepped forward, and the sharp-eyed workers saw Wu Hua, and in an instant, one or two, they all surrounded Wu Hua.

"Boss Wu."

A large number of people surrounded Wu Hua and politely called him one by one.

Wu Hua was a little stunned at the moment, and then saw a few familiar old faces, these people were all original workers of Baoli.

Wu Hua looked at so many people, and estimated that they wanted to come back to Baoli to work, and immediately smiled secretly, but he also pretended not to understand the situation, and said, "What are you doing here early in the morning."

One of the leaders saw that Wu Hua had spoken, so he mustered up the courage to stand up and said with a sad face: "Boss Wu, we were also instigated by Bai Hong to resign collectively, and now we know that we are wrong, can Baoli give us another chance."

Wu Hua listened to what the man said, and couldn't help but sneer secretly, these people really dare to say, hum, they still want to come back?

The worker who kicked the old owner away for the sake of a small profit, and wants to come back and continue to do it, who gave him so much courage?

The workers looked at Wu Hua nervously, and when they saw that Wu Hua never expressed his position, they were even more worried.

The worker in the lead saw that Wu Hua was silent, so he mentioned it again, "I hope that Boss Wu will not remember the villain, forgive and re-accept us, and we promise that we will definitely have no second thoughts about Baoli Garment Factory in the future." ”

Wu Hua snorted coldly, finally raised his head, looked at the leading worker and asked, "Lao Qi, right?" Wu Hua remembered that this worker seemed to be called Lao Qi, but he didn't know if he was wrong.

"Yes, yes, old Qi." Lao Qi saw that Wu Hua could pronounce his name, thinking that his weight in Wu Hua's eyes was different, and he clenched his hands a little nervously and a little urgently.