"Yang Jinfang."

"Li Zhihao."

The young man kept checking his ID card, not even looking at others, and just kept flying.

Soon a group of people in front of me began to bend down to pick up their ID cards.

However, as time passed little by little, the hundreds of people here gradually became quiet, looking at the situation in front of them strangely.

Those who bent down to pick up their ID cards also stood up and looked at the people beside them strangely.

The young man at the table was interrupted by the sudden silence and flew out his ID card.

He raised his head strangely and looked at Chai Jin, who was standing motionless in front of him. His face was extremely ugly, and the dog's aggressive and biting aura was exposed.

Although it was extremely quiet, he took a loudspeaker and yelled in a loud voice: "Why are you standing there, take your ID card and go over there to report!"

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely depressing, and the only sound left was the creaking sound of the old leaf fan overhead.

Everyone suppressed the anger in their hearts.

Chai Jin's face was as cold as ice. He pointed to his ID card on the ground and said in a heavy and cold voice: "Pick it up."

Hundreds of people behind him suddenly became excited.

Being insulted like a pig or a dog by a young man who is also a wage earner, these people have long been angry.

It's just that everyone needs this job and suppresses the anger in their hearts.

At this moment, someone seems to be taking the lead, and everyone’s fists are clenched.

The young man still couldn't understand the situation at the scene. He was spoiled by others on weekdays. He held a loudspeaker to make the sound louder and put it close to Chai Jin's ear.

His chin was raised a lot: "I want you to pick up your ID card and go over there to report it immediately!"

"If you don't want to do it, just take your ID card and get out of the factory."

"Let me tell you, this is not the first time I've tolerated you. Just now you were grumbling at me in front of the factory."

Two colleagues behind him looked at Chai Jin with gloomy faces.

Chai Jin was still cold and smiled: "Don't pick it up?"

"I have to tell you a few times before you understand..."

The young man approached Chai Jin with a trumpet, as if he wanted to blast him away.

However, Chai Jin really couldn't bear it this time. He raised his hands very rhythmically, held his breath in a deep voice, and pumped downwards.

Snap!

A loud slap was slapped on the young man's face like a vicious dog.

The young man couldn't control his body. He tilted his head to the side and dropped the loudspeaker of his cell phone to the ground.

The popping sound is clear and crisp, which is the best way to relieve the heat in this hot June when hundreds of people gather around it.

This slap made hundreds of people feel insulted, and they all gritted their teeth.

But the crowd still didn't move, still suppressing their emotions.

The young man was slapped so hard that stars appeared in his eyes, and it took him a while to recover.

"You dare to hit me in my factory? I'll beat you to death, you bastard..."

Snap!

Chai Jin slapped him in the face again, this time with greater force. The guy staggered and fell to the side.

Chai Jin rolled up his sleeves slowly and walked over step by step.

He grabbed the back of his neck and his clothes and slapped him again in an extremely humiliating way.

This pumping was a little out of control.

Pop, pop, pop, a series of crisp ears intertwined together, like playing a beautiful note.

He calmly refreshed the minds of hundreds of people present.

The young man's other two colleagues reacted.

One of them rushed out quickly.

Within a minute or two, many security guards with sticks came rushing in from outside.

In this era, most of the security guards in southern factories were gangsters from outside.

So he rushed over fiercely and wanted to hit someone.

The hundreds of people finally couldn't hold back their rioting mood.

One person yelled: "So what if we don't enter such a factory!"

"We came out of our hometowns to sell our labor to make money legally, but the good thing is not to sell our personality to beg for food!"

"We are not beggars!"

"Yes, garbage factory, I can't bear it anymore."

"If you have the guts, give me a try!"

Hundreds of men and women shouted loudly and stood in front of these security guards.

These security guards were also furious and cursed, but they did not dare to take action.

After a while, the two sides started to confront each other in a heated atmosphere.

As for the back of the crowd, Chai Jin held down the young man and spanked him countless times.

The young man with an inexplicable sense of superiority finally couldn't bear it and begged for mercy: "Stop fighting, I was wrong, okay?"

"Which ID card is yours? I'll pick it up for you."

After saying that, he crawled to the pile of ID cards like a dog to look for them.

After working in the factory for two or three years, this was the first time he encountered such a thorn, and he had to bow his head.

More and more security guards came outside, and the atmosphere became more and more heated.

When it seems that the heated atmosphere is about to become uncontrollable.

An extremely beautiful figure hurried over at the door.

It's the girl sitting in the Mercedes at the door.

The security guard was afraid that she would be injured, so he quickly surrounded her as soon as she came over.

The girl held a loudspeaker and said anxiously: "Can you listen to me? Please be patient and let me know what happened."

Hundreds of people were extremely angry and recounted what they had just been insulted and had their ID cards thrown away.

After hearing this, the girl instinctively looked towards the back of the crowd.

Behind him, Chai Jin stood coldly, and in front of him was the young man crawling on the ground like a dog, looking for Chai Jin's ID card.

From a distance, it looks like the owner is leading a dog.

However, the girl was stunned for a moment after seeing Chai Jin clearly, and her big and smart eyes were filled with confusion: "It can't be him, can it?"

"Isn't he in Zhonghai? Why did he come to Shenzhen City?"

The breaking point of the conflict was Chai Jin, so Chai Jin was the only one who suppressed the anger of the crowd.

So he shouted anxiously: "Hey! Well, here, do you remember me? We met in Zhonghai."

Chai Jin looked back strangely, still feeling a bit familiar, but he still didn't remember it.

"Don't remember."

The girl was anxious, almost begging for mercy and said: "Can you tell them not to make trouble? My dad asked me to take charge of the factory on the first day today, but there was such a big mess."

"I will give you an explanation."

Chai Jin frowned and looked at the girl.

It was not his intention to instigate hundreds of people to smash up the factory. If the young man had not lost his ID card, he would not have interfered with other people's affairs.

So it is his own business to hit people. If there is any factory riot caused by his own business, the responsibility is not his.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Forget it, everyone, he should be the second-generation princess of this factory. If you have any grievances, please tell her and don't make trouble."

As expected, hundreds of people fell silent.

The girl suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, patted her high chest, and said, "If you have something to say, please tell me. I know it's the people below me who are wrong, but if you have any requests, just tell me."

Require?

It's nothing more than asking the other party to apologize.

Can a simple apology relieve the anger of being insulted?

But you can't open your mouth to ask others for compensation for this matter.

So hundreds of people were silent for a while, unable to speak.
Chapter completed!