Tie Ming and Manager Huang talk about the compensation of the dock workers, and the two sides have a disagreement, and neither can convince the other.

Manager Huang is a little impatient, he doesn't want to do anything philanthropist, the boss agrees, why should I change, is the treatment of workers very poor? None of the workers objected.

"Manager Song, we don't have to talk about the remuneration of workers anymore, what does this have to do with us."

Manager Huang waved his hand and walked away.

"Manager Huang, okay, we won't talk about the workers today, I'm just here to solve the foreigners' affairs this time."

"Uh-huh, let's get back to the original topic."

The two walked a few dozen meters away. Manager Huang took Tie Ming to see the warehouse, then the delivery place, and then visited the simple processing site.

"Manager Huang, let's go see how the workers work!"

"Okay, let's go this way."

The two of them left the warehouse and came back to the docks. Manager Huang took Tie Ming to the place where the workers unloaded and moved the goods.

Everywhere there are large boxes stacked tall and full of all kinds of goods. Tie Ming pointed to one of the brown boxes and asked Manager Huang:

"What's in here?"

"It's a lemon."

"Where did you get it from?"

"Nanyang."

Tie Ming laughed when he heard this, he remembered that in the autumn, Dalin went to Nanyang, and when he came back, he took boxes full of fruits to the sea, and put a lot of banknotes in his pocket.

"Yes, where is this box of lemons shipped?"

"In the mansion."

"Oh?"

Tie Ming was a little unbelievable, this big box of lemons has dozens of catties to say the least, and there are only dozens of people up and down the Lin Mansion, could it be that one person sends a lemon? Dalin is so generous.

"Manager Song, don't you believe it, I also asked the people in the mansion to know, these lemons are not here to eat."

"Not for food? Is that? ”

Tie Ming looked at Manager Huang a little mysterious, his curiosity was like bamboo shoots in spring, once moistened by the spring rain, he arched upwards and arched out of the soil, looking at the world around him curiously.

Manager Huang looked around, got closer, raised his hand to cover his mouth, lowered his voice, and said:

"I heard from the people in the mansion that these lemons are all for Miss Lin to take a bath, and one pound of lemons is used at a time!"

"Huh?"

Tie Ming was taken aback when he heard this, how could Qin Xin still have such interest? A refreshing lemon bath in winter? But how did this come out? Who is so bold as to talk about Miss Lin behind her back, and it is such a private topic!

Tie Ming was a little angry, and his face was a little unsightly. As Qinxin's boyfriend, how can he tolerate other men talking about Qinxin's bath.

As soon as he thought of this, Tie Ming's boyfriend power was about to explode.

Manager Huang didn't know the relationship between Tie Ming and Qin Xin, he didn't go to the company often, and some gossip couldn't be heard. Miss Lin used up a large box of lemons from Nanyang for a bath in winter, and he was about to say that it was rotten.

Although he had never seen Qin Xin, and it was impossible for him to confirm the truth with her personally, he once overheard someone talk about Qin Xin's bath, whether it was true or not, he was willing to believe it, and told it to people he knew as some interesting anecdote.

It's boring and obscene.

This is the nature of ugly men, who like to inquire about all kinds of secret affairs of the boss's daughter. They all thought in their hearts that if they could be the boss's son-in-law, they would not have to worry about it in this life.

Qin Xin has never been to her company's dock, she is worried that she will be recognized by the company's people and report her whereabouts to her father, so she will never go to the club, even if she goes to dance with the dogs, she can also spend money to go to other dance halls, and she does not want to go to her own free dance hall.

Why did people like Manager Huang make up heartfelt things?

"People are little girls, you big man is talking nonsense here, if you hurt her innocence, be careful that Lin Chengshan comes to you to settle accounts."

Tie Ming warned Manager Huang with his eyes.

"Why is this Manager Song looking at me with such eyes, am I wrong?"

Manager Huang was puzzled, thinking about Tie Ming's character, should he feel sorry for these lemons, so he grinned and said:

"Manager Song, this box of lemons is nothing at all, and she Miss Lin costs more!"

"What else do you know?"

Tie Ming asked as if he was interrogating Manager Huang.

Manager Huang didn't listen to Tie Ming's tone very well, looking at his dissatisfaction and vigilance, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him? In the past, when I told heart-warming stories to others, people listened attentively and excitedly.

"Does this Manager Song have any personal relationship with Miss Lin? Is he not happy to hear this? ”

Manager Huang was secretly beating a drum in his heart, and he felt a cold air rushing to his face.

"Manager Song, I don't have any malicious intentions, these are all I heard from them, just talk about it casually if it's okay, it's a pastime."

"Huh."

Tie Ming sneered twice, stared at Manager Huang's eyes to see if he was lying, and said solemnly:

"You think this is a pastime?"

"Nope."

Manager Huang thought so in his heart, but before he could say anything, a fist came.

"Smack!"

He received an angry fist on his fat cheek, and he was knocked down on the spot, and his fat body fell to the ground with a "bang", stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Ouch, ouch, my knees."

Manager Huang hugged his knee and shouted pain, and the person rolled on the ground.

"Get up!"

Tie Ming was furious, grabbed Manager Huang who was lying on the ground, pointed his index finger at him, and said fiercely:

"Is it a good pastime? Do you want to have another pastime? ”

"Whew-"

Manager Huang was tossed by Tie Ming like this, and he felt all out of breath, and subconsciously wanted to adjust his breathing, but he still spoke breathlessly:

"Song ...... Manager Song...... I...... I ......"

Manager Huang knew that he was at a loss, and he shouldn't have talked about things in private. This Song Tieming didn't know what to do with Miss Lin, and as soon as he heard what he said, he became angry and beat himself.

"What am I, I!"

Tie Ming shook his collar and asked him to speak clearly.

"I really didn't mean to...... I just ......"

"Just what?"

Tie Ming was angry, and he couldn't stand what he always said.

Manager Huang pretended to be innocent and said:

"I'm just having fun......"

"You bastard!"

Manager Huang really won't find a reason, obviously he was beaten just now because he said the word "pastime", but now he said it again. It only shows that he really has no malicious intentions, just a pastime. But he knew how to stand it, raised his fist, and wanted to hit him again.

"Don't fight, don't fight, Manager Song."

A large group of workers came around, everyone stood not far away at first to watch the fight, and secretly applauded: this bumblebee should be beaten, every time we deduct our pay, no one can cure him, today the company came to a supervisor, but was beaten.

Now seeing that Tie Ming is fighting fiercely, one punch is not enough, and another punch is needed. Manager Huang has already had a nosebleed, and it will not be good to fight again.

Several veteran workers hurriedly stopped Tie Ming and prevented him from beating again.

"Manager Song, it's not good to fight again."

"Spare Manager Huang this time."

The four men held Tie Ming's two hands, and one of them persuaded him in front of him.

"What's wrong?"

Tie Ming looked at the workers who interceded for Manager Huang, and then looked at the miserable condition of Manager Huang's nose bleeding, heh, he really did it hard.

"Alright, alright."

When the workers saw that Tie Ming was holding on to his hands, they slowly pressed down his arm and pulled Manager Huang out.

"Ouch, ouch."

Manager Huang was still moaning, he covered his nose with one hand and touched his knee with the other.

"Manager Huang, handkerchief."

A worker handed over a handkerchief and told him to wipe the blood off his face.

Manager Huang hurriedly took it, wiped it, and looked, Mom, there was so much blood, this Manager Song beat himself to death, only a moment of effort, just now there was a joke, at this moment, it seems that there is some deep hatred, and he wants to kill himself.

"Fuck, just because you just said those things about Miss Lin, as for beating me so hard?"

Manager Huang cried out in his heart, wiped his nose, unfolded the handkerchief, shook Chong Tieming twice, and said aggrievedly:

"Ouch, Manager Song, are you trying to kill me? What did I do? ”

As he spoke, the snort came out again, and Manager Huang had no choice but to put the handkerchief in his nose and said:

"I said Miss Lin, I'm wrong, why do you want to beat me!"

"How dare you say it!"

Tie Ming was enraged by Manager Huang's aggrieved and innocent appearance, and stretched out his arms to scold him.

Manager Huang lowered his head.

Tie Ming preached word by word:

"You are the manager of the company, you should do your part honestly, and take care of the gossip of the boss's daughter!"

"I'm bored."

Among the onlookers, such a sentence floated out, Tie Ming followed the prestige, and the voices were immediately drowned. Tie Ming raised his voice and said:

"Who said it just now, say it louder."

There was silence. Manager Huang took advantage of Tie Ming's inattention and gave him a blank look.

Tie Ming continued:

"Don't be a good pastime for everything, it's not right for subordinates to talk about the gossip of superiors!"

"Humph!"

Manager Huang covered his knees and was not convinced-who doesn't talk about the gossip of the superiors, we are still talking with relish, you Manager Song is special, you don't like to listen or talk, don't worry about us1

"Especially you, Manager Huang."

As soon as Manager Huang heard about him, he raised his head with a "poof". Tie Ming continued:

"Your example as a dock manager is too bad, you don't lead the workers well and have time to chew the tongue of your superiors."

"Manager Song, Lin Qinxin is not my superior, and I am not bad at leading the workers to work."

"Hehe, you're pretty good at quibbling."

Tie Ming glared at him, nodding and talking.

Manager Huang was frightened by Tie Ming, lowered his head again, and muttered:

"You are surnamed Song and you are not their Lin family, what do you care so much about Miss Lin, you still have a personal relationship with her!"

Tie Ming listened very well, walked up to Manager Huang, grabbed his tie, and let him hear his words clearly.

"I'm not who she is, I'm her boyfriend!"

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