In Zhou De's mouth, Lian Xiao became a profiteer who did all kinds of evil.

The mouths of the surrounding crowd opened and opened, as if they had not recovered from the change, and their expressions were very dazed.

"Zhou De, you bastard, when did we steal things without money?"

Lin Dali roared like crazy.

In the first half of his life, because of poverty, he was a scoundrel for a while, and he never thought that he would meet even more shameless characters today.

"Then you say, do I give a manuscript in the cafeteria?" Zhou De also immediately straightened his waist and behaved righteously.

Compared with the unkempt Lin Dali, Zhou De, who has worked together in the factory for many years, has a firm attitude at this time, which is more popular.

it!

Lin Dali was furious, and he was about to say more, but he saw a slender figure not far away raise his hand, and waved his palm, signaling him not to speak.

"How's it going, little beauty boss." The man with the red armband cocked Erlang's legs, swayed slowly, swept over lightly, and said with an evil smile: "Do you think it's public or private?" ”

It's public, that's the court.

Privately, that is to spend money to do things.

This is the usual method of the pickets, and most people choose the latter, and the profit is that they first pump oil and water, and then divide it equally with the claimant.

Nowadays, the textile factory is making money every day, and even the lo-mei stalls are not short of money.

But no one wants to keep a swarm of locusts for no reason.

Xu Zhenggang frowned, and was about to step forward to block the man's malicious gaze, when he suddenly heard a crisp and light laugh from the girl.

In early summer, the greenery of the branches gradually intensified, and the smiling face of the pink skirt was fair, the facial features were delicate and beautiful, and the smile was sweet and quiet.

But she gently lifted her thin lips, and the words she spat out were fierce.

"I'm sorry, I don't choose either."

What the?

The man who was bored and playing with a piece of clothing in his hand was stunned, his face was quickly gloomy, and his tone was a little ruthless, "You say it again." ”

Lian Xiao was stared at by him, but his face was calm, and there was a smile on his lips, "Captain, maybe you don't know much about it, in order to buy this factory, I emptied my savings, and at the beginning I stopped work for half a month, but now it is finally getting better, and I am still stepping up the accommodation of workers and their families......"

The man listened to a bunch of chatter, and was still a little dazed for a while, and said impatiently: "I'm not interested in listening to you talk about business, so I'll ask you, how do you settle this matter?" ”

Hearing this, Lian smiled and sighed, "Captain, aren't you driving our factory to a dead end?" ”

Seeing that she began to soften, Zhou De's tail on the side couldn't wait to, as if he had seen a bright future.

The man had promised him.

As long as the factory is in hand, it will account for forty percent of the gross profit in the future!

Just when he thought about it, he was even smiling but also miserable, turned to all the workers and bent down, bowed deeply, and said: "After all, I can't live with everyone, the original income is good, the family building is also rented, everything is bright and beautiful." But now that this kind of thing has happened, if the factory is public, there will be no need to do business in the future, if it is private, I am afraid that the family building will not be able to keep, how to choose, everyone will make an idea for me. ”

After speaking, she raised her head, but her eyes were slightly red, and she no longer looked cheerful and optimistic.

It's the end of the road.

This feeling makes many female workers feel sad.

But many more are feeling fear.

It has become the fear of laid-off workers and soldiers who are now wandering the streets or uprooting their hometowns.

At this moment, they realized that they and Lian Xiao were grasshoppers in the same boat.

So in the short silence, I don't know who said a word in the crowd.

"We haven't seen any drafts, where do we know if someone else stole our drawings."