Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Wen Lei drove the car and slowly left the park.

"The man just now was Zheng Kuo, the young master of Fuhong Steel Factory. I heard that he was very willful in his actions. Why did Boss Zheng only have a son like him?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said nothing.

He had personally seen Zheng Kuo's willfulness. He thought about it and asked:

"How many assets does Fuhong Steel Plant have?"

"How can you explain this clearly?" Wen Lei shook her head:

"Not to mention other things, the land belonging to Fuhong alone is worth several billion. With so many years of accumulation, it must be worth tens of billions."

"Such a big industry will go bankrupt." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Incredible."

Companies with assets in excess of tens of billions are often the economic backbone of a place, and currently there are only two or three in Daqu City.

One of them is a real estate company with urban investment background.

"There's nothing surprising." Wen Lei said:

"Fuhong Steel Plant is not a private enterprise, but a public enterprise. The leadership lacks business awareness. When it had a monopoly position in Qu City, there was nothing to say. It was everywhere to conquer cities and territories. Now it is technologically backward and does not know how to make progress. It has been a few years ago. We can’t make ends meet.”

"Coupled with the bloated structure, extremely poor operating efficiency of the company, and the continuous reports of corruption, it has long ceased to be a star company in the city."

"It has become a burden!"

"look!"

She lowered the window and gestured outside:

"Protesting workers."

Fang Zheng looked sideways and saw a group of people gathered in front of a factory gate, shouting something to themselves.

There were several banners among the crowd.

"Selling public assets at a low price is a crime worthy of death!"

"Zhang Yongfeng accepted bribes and made false accounts. He should go to jail!"

"The resettlement compensation agreement cannot be implemented, and the forced eviction of workers is lawless!"

"..."

The text on the banner was not neat, but it was full of the simple anger of the workers. A group of people roared loudly, but were stopped outside by security personnel.

"Zhang Yongfeng, come out if you have the ability!"

"With twenty years of service, why should I only be given ten years of severance pay, and it has to be paid in advance, even after signing the severance agreement?"

"get out!"

A figure in the crowd made Fang Zheng's eyes move slightly:

"Stop the car."

"What's wrong?" Wen Lei stepped on the brakes and turned around to look over:

"Things here are very complicated. Don't get involved on impulse."

"No." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"A friend is inside, I'll go down and have a look."

"You go back first."

"Okay." Wen Lei nodded:

"Don't forget to ask if anyone is interested in Fugui Porcelain Factory. We can negotiate the price. If we negotiate, I can apply for a company commission for you."

"Don't worry." Fangzheng got out of the car and waved:

"Can't forget!"

After watching Wen Lei go away, he slowly walked towards the crowd and patted the familiar shoulder lightly:

"Dapeng, why are you here?"

"Founder!"

Dapeng, who was blushing, waving his arms and roaring, turned around when he heard the sound. He couldn't help but be happy when he saw Fang Zheng, and then he raised his hand and pointed:

"My third uncle and second uncle are both employees of Longgang Factory. They have worked hard in the factory for half their lives. It is definitely not okay to be treated like this."

"What's going on?" Fang Zheng looked up and frowned slightly:

"Resettlement fee?"

"It's partly because of the resettlement fee." Dapeng nodded:

"According to the rules, severance pay should be given to employees based on their working years multiplied by their monthly salary, but Zhang Yongfeng discounted the working years."

"Some are 30% off, some are 60% off, and some are even only 50% off. That means you only get ten years of severance pay after working for twenty years."

The salary of employees at Longgang Factory is about 5,000 to 6,000.

Calculated at five thousand, the severance pay for twenty years is five thousand times twenty, which is one hundred thousand. In ten years, it is only fifty thousand. Who can bear half of it.

Fifty thousand yuan is nothing to a rich person. Mr. Zheng's magic trick is more than this.

But for ordinary workers, 50,000 yuan is already the harvest of a busy year.

Moreover, workers in the factory have not been paid for more than half a year, and the severance package given this time is not even as much as the back wages.

in addition,

Longgang Factory has more than 800 employees. If you calculate this, you can save tens of millions in severance pay alone, which is not a small benefit.

"rush!"

At this time, someone yelled:

"The man surnamed Zhang was inside. I saw his car go in. Let's rush in to find him and ask him face to face. I don't believe there is no justice in this world."

"right!"

"Come in!"

"boom……"

There was a lot of noise in the venue, and people crowded towards the gate. Several security guards were sweating on their foreheads, and they were staggered by the crowd.

"What are you doing?"

A man came out of the factory and yelled:

"When people gather to make trouble, do you know what you are doing?"

"Old Wu!"

He pointed at the big man leading the crowd and said:

"Believe it or not, I'm going to call the Sheriff's Department right now. As the person who took the lead in making trouble, you will be detained for three to five years, even if it's light."

As soon as these words came out, Lao Wu subconsciously took a step back, and the actions of others also became hesitant.

They were all honest people, and when they heard about the arrest, they subconsciously felt fear in their hearts.

"Manager Tian."

Old Wu straightened his neck and said loudly:

"The man surnamed Zhang has been dragging us for more than ten days. We can't keep dragging him like this. We must give him a solution."

"Didn't I already give you an explanation?" Manager Tian frowned:

"What else do you want?"

"The severance package is discounted, and some even offer a 50% discount. The money has to be owed up front and not paid, and it's not even clear when it will be paid." Lao Wu said angrily:

"Is this what you said?"

"yes!"

"It's so unreasonable!"

"We and our family have been working for the factory for most of our lives. When we get old and are no longer needed, they kick us out."

"Why?"

"We are not convinced!"

The crowd roared again, their anger was ignited, and they gradually surged forward again.

Manager Tian's expression changed when he saw this, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. He subconsciously took a step back, stabilized his body, and then said:

"Don't worry, the money will definitely be indispensable."

"But you also know the current situation of Longgang Steel. It cannot make ends meet. Even I haven't received a salary for several months."

"Now that someone is willing to take over, it's a good thing for you and me. It's just that the amount involved is too big, so we have to wait a little."

"Fart!" someone in the crowd yelled:

"The company is restructuring. You are still the manager of Longgang. I heard that the salary has more than doubled, and we people are going to be laid off."

"Besides, there are so many things in Longgang Factory, and the land alone is worth a lot of money. It was sold for more than 200 million. Who would believe that there is nothing fishy?"

"good!"

"That's it!"

"Nonsense." Manager Tian's face changed drastically, as if someone had exposed him and he was furious:

"Who told you these things, and do you believe the rumors? Let me tell you, anyone who dares to break through the factory gate today will go to jail!"

"Old Wu!"

"Especially you, remember this carefully!"

As the saying goes, he turned around and disappeared in the luxurious office building in the blink of an eye.

"What should we do now?"

"Do you want to continue making trouble?"

"When exactly are they going to pay?"

"..."

The crowd whispered, although they were still resentful, but after being threatened by Manager Tian, ​​it was obvious that the initial impulse had no end.

"Uncle Wu."

One person squeezed into the crowd with a microphone in hand:

"Is it true that Longgang is selling at a low price? Your severance package is really discounted. If so, you can apply for legal aid."

"Selling it cheap?" Old Wu hummed:

"It's a good thing that I didn't post any money. I don't know how Zhang managed the accounts. A company as big as Longgang has so many outstanding accounts."

"Once the debts were offset by the existing assets, we only sold it for more than 200 million."

"Old Wu, please stop saying a few words." One person said:

"We only heard about this. We don't know if it's true yet. If word gets out, Zhang won't let you go."

And said:

"The severance package is indeed discounted. As for applying for legal aid..."

"This matter was facilitated by the district, and Councilor Zhao also showed up. If the trouble gets bigger, the other party may refuse to pay directly, and there is nothing we can do."

"yes."

There were sighs from the crowd:

"Common people, how can you compare yourself to others?"

"Isn't this bullying?" The reporter holding the microphone looked angry:

"We can't just let it go."

"Old Shi." Dapeng squeezed over and said:

"When did you come back?"

"Dapeng!" Shi Xin turned around and his eyes lit up:

"Monk, you are here too."

"Always there." Dapeng shrugged:

"Let's go, it's rare to get together, let's go have a drink."

"good."

Shi Xin nodded:

"Drink some."

*

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Shi Xin, Dapeng, and Fang Zheng are friends and classmates in the same high school, but they are not in the same class.

Unlike Dapeng, who had not yet completed his studies, and Fang Zheng, who transferred to art school, Shi Xin had excellent grades in high school and was admitted to a prestigious university.

I studied journalism.

Now he is an official reporter for a newspaper.

I came back this time to learn about the restructuring of Fuhong Steel Plant and do some follow-up reporting, and I happened to meet the two of them at Longgang.

"A few classmates will be here later, most of whom I know, and it will be lively."

Shi Xin rubbed his hands:

"I haven't been back for several years. My classmates invited me to a party but I was too embarrassed to come. The three of us will get together alone when we have more time."

"You still have more face." Dapeng gave a thumbs up:

"I became a Beijing resident just after graduation, haven't gotten married yet, and my family situation is good. There should be many female classmates waiting for me, right?"

"Hehe..." Shi Xin scratched his head:

"There are a few female classmates."

"I'll tell you." Dapeng grinned.

Fang Zheng on the side raised his eyebrows:

"Is this a goal?"

There is no goal. According to Shi Xin's character, he will definitely not entertain so many people at gatherings.

"yes."

Shi Xin nodded:

"Dapeng, do you remember Zhao Xiuxiu from Front Street?"

"Zhao Xiuxiu." Dapeng's expression changed:

"you like her?"

"What's wrong?" Dapeng's expression made Shi Xin a little nervous:

"I didn't hear that she was married."

"It's not a question of whether to get married or not." Dapeng waved his hand and sighed:

"Zhao Xiuxiu's father is addicted to gambling. He owes more than one million yuan. Not long ago, a debtor came to the door and interrupted his hand."

"I don't know where her mother is."

"Anyway..."

"Their family must be in a mess now. Although Zhao Xiuxiu looks good, I advise you not to wade into this muddy water."

"..." Shi Xin's face darkened, and he sighed after a long time:

"Let's take a look first and then talk."

"I... I liked her when I was in school. I was embarrassed to say it at the time, but now I have the courage to... act like this."

"Why!"

He shook his head, opened a bottle of beer and poured it into his stomach.

Not long after, the classmates who had made appointments arrived one after another.

After not seeing each other for many years, the once youthful young people have become mature, and their speech and behavior have lost the enthusiasm of their youth.

As Dapeng said, most of the girls came.

Shi Xin is handsome, his family is rich, and he is from Beijing, so he is indeed a good spouse.

"I heard that it is difficult to apply for Beijing citizenship." Xu Yuting, a former sports girl and now a strong person in the workplace, asked curiously:

"How did you get in?"

"Good luck." Shi Xin said with a smile:

"It happened that there were two places in the company, and the person in front of me switched jobs to self-media, so I took advantage of it."

"Then you're in luck."

"yes!"

"That's from Beijing."

"..."

Several people praised him repeatedly, but Shi Xin's eyes lit up and he stood up hastily:

"Zhao Xiuxiu, you are here."

"Shi Xin."

Zhao Xiuxiu is wearing a pink dress, her long hair is gently pulled up behind her back, her white and white wrists are fully exposed, and her delicate facial features are like porcelain.

When I arrived, I smiled and greeted a few people.

Fang Zheng was stunned.

It's not because Zhao Xiuxiu is good-looking, although she is indeed good-looking and has a good figure, with long legs, a thin waist and big breasts.

mainly……

Earlier today, he met Zhao Xiuxiu.

In that luxury business car, the woman was arranging Zheng Kuo's clothes.

"sit!"

Shi Xin waved:

"Sit down quickly."

Xu Yuting rolled her eyes, stood up, pulled Zhao Xiuxiu to sit down, and touched the watch on her wrist:

“Is this Blancpain’s starry sky?”

"I'm afraid I won't be able to buy it if I don't have more than 100,000 yuan. Xiuxiu, you are a real person and don't show your face. Your watch alone is worth more than all my belongings."

"A hundred thousand?" Zhao Xiuxiu looked surprised:

"Is it so expensive?"

"Of course." Xu Yuting rolled her eyes:

"You don't know? Or did the person who bought you something not tell you?"

"I..." Zhao Xiuxiu's cheeks were slightly red:

"He didn't tell me, he just said it was a small gift."

"A small gift worth hundreds of thousands." Xu Yuting's cheeks were twisted, and she couldn't tell whether it was jealousy or some other emotion, and she said slowly:

"A gift from my boyfriend?"

"Um."

Zhao Xiuxiu nodded lightly.

"You are so lucky." Xu Yuting sighed:

"When can I find a boyfriend who gives hundreds of thousands of watches as small gifts?"

"Don't even think about it." Someone laughed:

"If you don't look at Xiuxiu, I feel pity for her. Not to mention that men like her, even girls can't help but feel moved when they see her."

"whee……"

The women burst into laughter.

Shi Xin's expression was a little stiff.

"Xiuxiu."

Xu Yuting said:

"Can you ask your boyfriend to come over so that we can see which rich young man is actually able to charm us, Xiuxiu?"

"This..." Zhao Xiuxiu pinched the corner of her clothes and hesitated:

"He's very busy."

"No matter how busy you are, don't you even have time to spend with your girlfriend?" Xu Yuting raised her eyebrows:

"Try calling."

"Yeah, we want to see it too."

"Young man from a rich family..."

"Then...okay." Several women persuaded one after another, but Zhao Xiuxiu couldn't refuse, so she could only pick up the mobile phone from her bag and make a call.

After thinking for a while, he got up and went to the door.

"cut!"

Seeing her walking away, a female classmate's expression suddenly changed and she said coldly:

"Zhao Xiuxiu has climbed onto a high branch. Some time ago, the family couldn't open the fire. Now she has brought a watch worth hundreds of thousands of dollars."

"yes!"

Someone interfaced:

"Her father owed millions of dollars in gambling debts, and they were all paid off by that man. A loan worth more than 100,000 yuan and a debt of millions can be easily settled."

"Hey……"

"I heard that Zhao Xiuxiu is taken to high-end clubs every day. It's amazing, it's amazing!"

"It's not the mistress, is it?"

"Who knows?"

"Maybe that guy is an old guy in his seventies or eighties."

Several women whispered, and Xu Yuting, who had looked enthusiastic just now, also changed her attitude. Although the male classmate didn't say anything, his expression also became extremely strange.

Shi Xin kept drinking with a cold face.

"Excuse me."

Zhao Xiuxiu opened the door and entered, nodding to everyone to apologize:

"My boyfriend might not be able to come."

"It doesn't matter." Fang Zheng raised his glass:

"It's rare to get together. Let's have a drink, just chat and have a heart-to-heart. I don't know when we'll see you again in the future."

"right!"

Dapeng nodded heavily and changed the topic from Zhao Xiuxiu:

"Let's drink, cheers!"

At the same time, he winked at Shi Xin who was on the side.

"cheers."

Shi Xinqiang smiled and raised his glass.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, several people were already tipsy, their faces flushed, and their speech became garbled and verbose.

"Let's go!"

Dapeng burped:

"It's almost time, come back."

"Why are you so anxious?" Xu Yuting rolled her eyes:

"Where are we? Find a KTV and continue the second show."

"right!"

"I know a restaurant with a good environment and the boss is my friend. Let's go there."

"good!"

Several people raised their hands in agreement.

"Xiuxiu."

At this time, a cold voice sounded:

"gone."

"Zheng Kuo, you're here." Zhao Xiuxiu stood up after hearing the sound, her face blushing even more. She walked to the man's side and pulled him to the wine table:

"They are all my friends and want to meet you."

"Everyone."

"This is my boyfriend Zheng Kuo."

When Zheng Kuo was introduced, Zhao Xiuxiu straightened her body subconsciously, with a proud look on her face, and her face was filled with happiness.

She's not stupid.

She also knew that some people were whispering about her behind her back.

But it doesn't matter.

If your boyfriend is good enough to you, that's enough. Go ahead and make those people jealous.

"Master Zheng."

"So young!"

"Young Master Zheng..."

After seeing Zheng Kuo's appearance clearly, and under the pressure of the other party's oppressive aura of wealth, several people couldn't help but bow slightly and raise their glasses.

"Zheng Kuo."

Zhao Xiuxiu shook Zheng Kuo's arm:

"You have a drink."

"..." Zheng Kuo frowned, his face full of displeasure. He glanced at Zhao Xiuxiu, then reluctantly opened the bottle of wine and turned around skillfully:

"Xiuxiu's friends are my friends, I'll do it first..."

"Um?"

When his eyes fell on Fang Zheng, Zheng Kuo's expression froze and he subconsciously wanted to retreat. A familiar pain came from his chest.

"Why are you here?"

"Young Master Zheng." Fang Zheng stood up and raised his glass:

"What a coincidence."

"A drink?"

"..." Zheng Kuo squinted his eyes, and then nodded:

"Done!"

As he spoke, he drank with his head held high, put down the glass, and took Xiuxiu away without saying a word, without any intention of saying hello to anyone else.

"Why!"

Zhao Xiuxiu was pulled by him and staggered. She hurriedly turned back to several people and said:

"Sorry, I have to leave first."

It wasn't until the two people's backs disappeared that everyone came back to their senses.

"It seems that Xiuxiu has really climbed to the top." Someone sighed with emotion.

"Not necessarily!" A woman curled her lips:

"Looking at the situation just now, that man didn't respect her at all. Maybe he was just playing with it and would throw it away after two days when he got tired of it."

"You and I are willing. It has nothing to do with us. I don't know who will become the successor."

"whee……"

Several people murmured in low voices, with a hint of sarcasm in their words.

Everyone in the world loves money, but this does not prevent them from looking down on some people who cling to wealth, especially those who use their own beauty in exchange, which is even more despised, but it may not be jealousy.

This world...

The value of laughing at the poor but not at prostitution is also very popular.

Of course, some people curiously asked the person below how he knew Mr. Zheng, but he casually brushed it off.

After looking at Shi Xin, who looked ugly, Fang Zheng lowered his head and turned on his phone.

The martial arts-loving Sword God Yixiao just @killed him.

There is news about Diaochan Jin, and you should be able to get it in the next few days.