Meng Fan didn't care, he took apart his slippers, picked up the engine oil from under the steering wheel, and smeared it on the slippers.

"What are you doing? Are you wearing good slippers and applying engine oil??!" Fang Min stopped him.

Meng Fan waved his hand and said impatiently: "What do you know about this little bitch? Just stay calm and why are you talking so much?"

In one sentence, Fang Min was speechless and choked, and she leaned back angrily. Feng Yingying smiled, and quickly pulled Fang Min to persuade her and said: "Mr. Fang, don't be the same as him, he is just like this, it's okay.

,believe him."

When Mr. Fang saw that this girl was so considerate and he was a big boss, he was so petty. He couldn't bear to accept it, and the next moment he felt no anger at all.

At this moment, Meng Fan smeared a good T-shirt with engine oil all over his body and neck. Although it was not much, it was completely black. His feet, pants, and both sides were all covered in engine oil.

Meng Fan pulled up his trouser legs, exposing his calves and the dark smear of engine oil.

After everything was settled, Meng Fan took out the rag that Fang Min usually used to clean the car, then jumped out of the car, put some water from the car, wet the rag, put it around his neck, and then stepped onto the black paint

He put on his slippers carelessly, jumped into the car again, looked in the rearview mirror, messed up his hair, and put some engine oil on his forehead, and then everything was settled. He got out of the car, closed the door, pulled on his slippers, and walked toward a group of people.

The migrant workers walked away, leaving behind Feng Yingying and Fang Min who looked stunned.

When Wang Li saw Meng Fan's attire, his face suddenly turned into an O shape, but when he thought about it, he understood something and cast an admiring look.

Meng Fan finally walked into the crowd, where a group of migrant workers were jumping up and down to ask for wages, as if they would not give up until they reached their goal. He patted a worker next to him on the shoulder, and Meng Fan picked up the rag from his neck.

Wiping the sweat on his face, he smelled a stinky smell and asked the worker: "Brother, what's going on, is this such a big fuss?!"

The worker turned around and was about to get angry when he looked at a car repairman and said, "It's okay. I'm just asking for wages. The boss has run away and won't pay us wages."

Meng Fanyi frowned: "Run away?! Isn't this Zhuo Qiang's home? He came to my place to repair his car two days ago. When did he run away?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding workers turned their heads and glared at Meng Fan fiercely. The atmosphere became high again and the shouts became louder.

Meng Xin knew clearly that such a situation was a sign of being deceived by others, and she felt guilty. When she said it, everyone was unhappy. Seeing this situation, Meng Fan continued to tentatively say to the worker:

"Brother, how long does your boss owe you wages?!"

"Hey, I'm talking nonsense about whether you're annoying or not. I'm going to chop you up today." The man looked bored and was about to raise the guy in his hand as he spoke.

Meng Fan understood, patted the man on the shoulder, and sneered: "Brother, don't regret it." After saying that, he swung his thighs and walked towards the door of the small courtyard. Wang Li saw Meng Fan coming, and then

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Fanli ignored Wang Li, walked to the front of the crowd, turned around, and shouted to all the workers who came to make trouble: "You want wages, right? I know where Zhuo Qiang's wages are kept? How much do you want?"

!”

As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped shouting and looked at each other and Meng Fan in confusion.

Suddenly one of them shouted: "Stop fucking bragging, who do you think you are? A car repairman, Zhuo Qiang will give you his money?!"

"That's right, that's right, who the hell are you talking about?!"

"That's it, go away, we want our wages today."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he started roaring again.

Meng Fan disagreed and wiped the sweat on his neck and shoulders with a rag, turned around and said to Wang Li: "Brother, are there any cigarettes?!"

Wang Li was stunned and quickly handed the cigarette to Meng Fan. Meng Fan lit a cigarette, took two puffs, looked lazily at a group of workers making trouble, and shouted: "What if I don't give you wages?!"

"No?! If you don't pay wages, I will demolish their house today."

"That's right, demolish the house, rob the women, and rob Zhuo Qiang's wife."

"Haha, what a great idea, grab it..."

Wang Li looked on anxiously, Meng Fan was not doing him a favor. These workers couldn't be coaxed, but Meng Fan kept irritating them. If they lost control, the situation would be over.

In the back seat of Encore's car, Fang Min was crossing his chest with his hands, looking up at Meng Fan without saying a word.

Meng Fan raised his eyebrows and picked his nostrils, looking like a migrant worker. He didn't even care about what the workers said about demolishing the house. He took out his mobile phone and took a series of pictures of the troublemakers in front of him.

After a few crackles, the lights flashed, and everyone in the row in front was illuminated by their mobile phones.

A group of workers were stunned. They stopped shouting and looked at Meng Fan blankly. They didn't understand what Meng Fan was doing or taking pictures.

Meng Fan smiled, put his cell phone in his pocket, then held a cigarette in his mouth and looked like he didn't deserve a beating. He turned around and shouted to all the workers: "Okay, don't you want to demolish the house? Okay, I'll

Let me tell you that your wages will be gone today. Go ahead and demolish it. I have the pictures of the people in front of you on my phone. If the house is demolished, no one will be able to escape. They will all go to jail. There will be no ten-year or eight-year terms.

Sentence, I, Meng Fan, call you grandpa."

When they heard Meng Fan say that he wanted them to demolish the house, all the migrant workers were about to rush forward, but as soon as the words came out, the people in the front row quickly stopped them, trying to prevent the people behind from rushing in.

Wang Lixuan's heart was relieved and he breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Min in the car smiled in admiration. All the workers were also dumbfounded. Look at me and I look at you. I don't know what to do?

One of the people in the front row shouted: "You are bullying people. You don't give us wages and make us go to jail. We are not stupid. We can't demolish it. We can't demolish it." The people behind him responded again.

.

"That's right, you can't fall into their trap. You'll fall into the trap if you demolish the house."

"We are not stupid..." and so on.

Meng Fan smiled, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, walked slowly to the front of the crowd, looked at these workers who had done hard work like himself, straightened his face and shouted: "According to the current price of earthwork,

Although this three-story building is in the suburbs of Binjiang, it is priced in the millions. And your salary, all put together, is only four to five million a month. When you demolish the house, it is not just money.

Although Zhuo Qiang is your boss, he has not owed you wages. As far as I know, your wages were paid a week late last month, but you have to pay them.

Demolish the house, rob the woman, haha, okay, go ahead.

Once the law is violated, who will suffer? You know it and I know it. We are all migrant workers. We still have our wives, children, and children waiting for us back home. They are looking at the direction of the riverside from our hometown with their mouths open. Looking at us, your wives will

If they say that their husbands work here, your children will say that their father works here, and your parents will say that their children work here, but you may have to do it because of other people's instigation.

You are in jail, committing crimes, and you are making trouble just for the little cigarette money that others give you. Are you stupid?"

After saying this, all the workers fell silent, and there began to be some commotion in the crowd. Workers holding shovels and pickaxes put their hands down one after another, and lowered their heads guiltily. Wang Li sincerely began to admire Meng Fan.

The words were so sensational that even he was shaken. The two men wearing white shirts next to him also looked at the man with admiration.

In the car, Fang Min no longer knew how to describe her current mood, but Feng Yingying looked at Mr. Fang with a proud smile and said, "Let me just say it, he must have his own way?!"

Fang Min looked at Feng Yingying with a smile, feeling a little sad, nodded, said nothing, and continued to look in front of the car.

Meng Fan looked at the migrant workers for a moment, and then said: "I am also a worker, and I have also worked on construction sites. The issue of wage arrears is a thing of the past. Nowadays, with strict laws, I rarely see arrears."

Unless they don’t want to be involved in construction anymore. Why are you here making trouble today? Everyone knows why. I won’t say it anymore. If you think I took Zhuo Qiang’s money, or took Zhuo Qiang’s money,

Okay, haha, even if it is, what about you? Why are you just asking for money? Zhuo Qiang has been staying in the development zone for how many years since he was a worker. Although I have not witnessed it with my own eyes

Yes, but there must be someone among you who knows. There must be someone among you who was a co-worker with Zhuo Qiang back then, and then became Zhuo Qiang’s worker. How many years has the relationship lasted? You should know how Zhuo Qiang treats people. Now,

If something goes wrong, this will happen.

Folks and elders, do you know that we are slapping our own people in the face? If something happens to you in Binjiang, don’t you know who will help you? If Zhuo Qiang really defaults on your wages and runs away, no

Speaking of other things, I, Meng Fan, have sold my blood to help you win this lawsuit. Besides, if your wages are really owed, you can go to court to sue them, but why didn't you go?! It's because of you

There is something wrong in my heart because Zhuo Qiang has not yet committed a crime. Okay, why bother anymore?

They are all older than younger, they are all in their decades, and they are all fathers of children. They are all being deceived like this. What will you children think if you know this? What kind of reputation will you give to your relatives?

Don’t you know in your heart that it’s not possible to make money and live a good life, provide for your children to grow up, give your parents a glorious retirement, and live an ordinary life? You have to make yourself uneasy before you are willing to do so? You guys

I don’t care who you take advantage of or be bewitched by whom, but one thing is clear: if you continue like this, you will not only destroy yourself, but also your relatives and your family."

At the end of the sentence, Meng Fan turned red and yelled.

The workers lowered their heads one by one, stopped talking, turned around slowly, and left one after another. During this period, one or two people who wanted to stand up against Meng Fan were restrained by those in the front row.

He shook his head and left dejectedly.

After a while, the workers were all gone, and a black Dongfeng Yueda in the dark slowly closed its windows, turned the steering wheel, and left.

Wang Li walked up to Meng Fan excitedly, patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, kid, who did you learn this move from? I'm moved by everything I said."

Meng Fan smiled: "Should I take a shower first? Look at me like this."

"That's right, when you said that, I forgot about it. Let's go and wash up at Zhuo Qiang's house. His wife is here." Wang Li said as he pulled Meng Fan towards the yard.

At this time, a young woman in her thirties appeared at the door of the building. From a distance, the woman looked good, especially with this figure, and her charm was still there, giving men an invisible temptation.

Seeing Wang Li and Meng Fan walking in, the woman said gratefully: "Thank you, little brother, I really don't know how to say this well." As she said that, the woman twisted her waist, not caring about Meng Fan.
Chapter completed!