Chapter 11: In the Hall

As soon as Liang Hong's words came out, there was a commotion in the entire team.

But no one walked out of the team, and Liang Hong asked puzzledly: "Didn't you hear what I said?" You have to go to the bath, you look like this, your body is dirty like this, your personal hygiene is not good, I don't care what other owners are like, I can't do it here. ”

At this moment, a tall thin worker in the front row suddenly asked timidly, "Dong...... Owner, we can't afford to pay for the bath. ”

When Liang Hong heard this, he immediately reacted and said, "Ah, this is my negligence for a while, you don't have to pay for this bath, you must come to this bathhouse every five days to take a bath." ”

"Really?"

"And this good thing?"

"The proprietor is not happy!"

Liang Hong pressed his hand downward, and when it was almost quiet, Liang Hong said: "I mean what I say, this bath is the welfare of our factory for workers, and you don't have to pay money, and it won't be deducted from your salary."

As you know, the young patriarch Liang Jin arranged for you to work here, and he also told you that we have 500 literary wages here a month, which is more than double the salary paid by most workshops looking for people to work.

Therefore, to work with me, you have to follow my rules, and you must take a bath first, otherwise you will not be able to work here!"

Also, on the bed in the bathhouse, there are special work clothes for you, and you must wear work clothes before you can work, which is also a mandatory condition.

Rest assured, these overalls are issued to you by the workshop and are free of charge. ”

When those workers heard this, it turned out that this bath had something to do with whether they could work! And new clothes to wear! This is really strange, there is such a good thing in this world?

It can be said that if it weren't for the fact that this Liang Jin is the young patriarch of the Liang clan, his prestige is big enough, otherwise some of these people may have to slip away, after all, this looks like fooling people.

But since that's the case, they won't say more.

Immediately, under the leadership of Jia Ding (borrowed by Liang Jinna), he went to the men's and women's bathhouses to take a bath.

A week later.

Weihui Mansion City.

In the largest restaurant in Weihui Mansion City, Yuelai Restaurant, on the second floor.

At this time, a hall on the entire second floor was densely packed with people wearing clothes that looked like they were expensive.

There were almost a hundred people seated.

"Yo, Master Yang, why are you here?" A thin-faced man was sitting in the hall, and he suddenly found that behind him was sitting a person he had seen, this person was a big businessman in the provincial capital of Kaifeng Mansion, named Yang Shaolin.

Yang Shaolin looked rich, he saw this thin-faced man talking to himself, first sat down reservedly, and then said: "Why do you Li San come, I Yang can't come?" ”

"Ouch, Yang Ye misunderstood, Yang Ye misunderstood, I mean I saw you a lot in Kaifeng, why did you suddenly come to Weihui?" Li San said with a smirk.

In another location in the hall.

A man with a bunch of fat meat on his face was drinking tea while complaining to the person in the position next to him: "Why did you say that this prefect invited us here, what are you going to do?" Everyone is busy with business, and I have to rush back to look at the accounts. ”

The man next to him was a short thin man, and at this time he looked at him with a slightly disdainful look on his face, and said, "Han Lao Wu, it is also your honor to be invited by the prefect in an invitation now." ”

When the fat man Han Lao Wuyi heard this, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then he turned a blind eye to the short man's contemptuous expression, he leaned over and said in a low voice: "Ouch Master Chen, you, what internal letter have you got?" ”

Yang Guangfa, a short and thin man, looked left and right at this time, and saw that no one was paying attention, and then whispered to Han Lao Wu: "I said Han Lao Wu, usually our friendship is not bad, let me tell you that you can come today, as long as you are willing to give some silver, you will be able to make a lot of money in the future!" ”

"What...... What? Han Lao Wu didn't quite understand, blinked his eyes, and asked suspiciously.

"Huh~" Yang Guang nodded to another location in the hall.

Han Lao Wu immediately understood, and looked over there, "Scared? He suddenly let out such an exclamation, but immediately realized that this exclamation was too attention-grabbing, and hurriedly covered his mouth for the first time, and only let go after a while, and said timidly to Yang Guangfa in a low voice:

"That's Yang Shaolin, a big businessman in Kaifeng, Yang Ye, he actually came??"

"Hmph." Only then did Yang Guangfa let out a disdain for Han Lao Wu, and said softly: "Now you know that you can come here, is it a kind of luck?" ”

Han Lao Wu swallowed a mouthful of saliva violently, and was about to say something more, when he suddenly sang at the door of the hall: "The prefect has arrived~~!" ”

With this singing, I saw a middle-aged man walking into the hall surrounded by several subordinates who carried knives, and at this time, everyone present stood up to show their respect for the prefect.

It's just that only some sharp-eyed people saw that behind the prefect, there was a person dressed in a Xiucai with a calm square scarf.

Of course, the vast majority of people only stare at the prefect, after all, even if they see that Xiucai, they won't care too much, after all, the prefect is the protagonist here, and that Xiucai is automatically ignored.

The prefect Xing Shangyuan sat on the main seat at the top at this time, picked up a few teacups next to him, took a sip lightly, then looked at Na Xiucai, and immediately smiled: "Ziming is also sitting, don't see outside." ”

That's right, this young man who looks like a talent is Liang Hong, he hurriedly waved his hand and said respectfully: "Enfu can sit, as a student, how can you be qualified to sit." ”

Enfu means teacher, teacher.

So the prefect nodded Liang Hong with a smile, and said with a smile: "Ziming respects the teacher, it is certain, but don't stick to the form." ”

Having said that, Liang Hong just shook his head, still standing beside the criminal prefect in the posture of a student.

The criminal prefect shook his head slightly with a smile, and didn't say much, but he appreciated and loved this junior who had always held the teacher etiquette to him, and secretly thought: With Ziming's talent, it is really rare to be able to be neither arrogant nor impatient!

However, the scene of Xing Shangyuan's conversation with Liang Hong fell in the eyes of the major businessmen standing in the hall, and suddenly their hearts were in a hurry.

Who is this young man? Why is the prefect so courteous? There are still more than a hundred people here, but the prefect turned a blind eye to it, and talked to the young Xiucai so cordially! This young man, listening to the words, is a student of the Criminal Prefect's Mansion, but for a student such an attitude, it is too polite, right!?

Oh, my God! ~

At this time, the criminal prefect smiled slightly, nodded gently and kindly to Liang Hong with satisfaction, and then turned his head and waved his hand slightly towards the more than 100 wealthy businessmen who were still standing respectfully towards him.

"Yes!"

The more than 100 people immediately responded in unison, and then they sat down.