Liu Jun took Chen Erlin, Dumb, Mengting and Huang Maohangxiao to the agriculture and forestry sand quarry run by Zhuoyi. Looking at the piles of sand, his head grew big. The property market is not good now, sand is not in short supply, and the processing of this sand is still difficult.
It's really not something that can be solved easily.
Ever since the battle between Zhuoyi and Liu Jun in the lower reaches of the Qingjiang River and Zhuo Yi's defeat, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, even if Liu Jun officially took over the agricultural and forestry sand quarry, no one else would dare to get involved.
The two large sand dredging boats in Qingjiang have been withdrawn under the instruction of Duan Erpao, but there are still a dozen migrant workers wearing coarse cloth and old shirts guarding the battlefield.
Liu Jun stepped forward and asked one of the black, middle-aged men who could speak: "Uncle, this sand quarry is closed, why are you still here?"
When several migrant workers saw Liu Jun and others coming over, they whispered for a while. The black man blushed and said, "How can we leave without getting paid?"
One migrant worker looked frustrated and whispered: "Boss Zhuo owes us more than half a year's wages. My wife and children are still waiting for the money I earned from working to go home for the New Year."
Huang Mao didn't care about so much, with a fierce look on his face, he said loudly: "Why are you talking so much? Go to your boss Zhuo to get the salary. What's the point of staying here and not leaving? Do you still want us to pay you? We are going to pay you again."
I don’t owe you anything.”
Upon hearing this, the black man took out a stack of unsettled pay slips from his pocket and said sarcastically: "You don't owe me anything, but this battlefield owes me wages. Now no one in the country owes migrant workers any money.
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"Oh, you're quite loud. Anyway, we don't owe you any money. We don't need any money. There are quite a lot of sand here, so you can drag some sand to pay for your wages." Huang Mao said and laughed.
"You, you..." The black man was dumbfounded by Huang Mao's words, but he looked at Liu Jun with a look that was almost pleading. He could see that Liu Jun was the master here.
"Brother Jun, how about driving these people away?" Huang Mao said.
"Are you Brother Jun?" The black man shuddered. This is the legendary Brother Jun who defeated Brother Zhuo and scared away Brother Pao. He is not someone to be trifled with.
Liu Jun nodded lightly. He remembered that he and Mute worked as transporters in Qingyun Pharmaceutical Factory and were owed wages. They had a fight with the factory security guards and were finally detained by the police station. So he smiled slightly: "Huang Mao, it's not easy for people to work part-time, so you can
Can’t you have a better attitude?”
"Yes." Huang Mao chuckled. He knew that Liu Jun was kind-hearted, and he wanted to create the effect of Liu Jun being a good person and a bad person.
"Hello, uncle, I'm Liu Jun. Can you tell me about your situation?" Liu Jun motioned to Chen Erlin to disperse the cigarettes. Chen Erlin immediately took out a pack of Soft China and respectfully offered cigarettes to the migrant workers.
The big black man took the cigarette, sighed, and gave an overview of the situation in the sand quarry, saying that they came to work from a neighboring province. When the sand sales were good in the first half of the year, the boss Zhuo Yizhuo was pretty good. Basically, by the end of the month
They would give them wages, and the dozen or so migrant workers would have money to send home. For some unknown reason, the sand was never sold, and the wages were not paid.
The reason why Zhuo Yi owes the migrant workers wages is very simple. In fact, the sand in the sand field has not been sold, and Zhuo Yi does not have the cash to pay. It seems that the sand mining field is in a downturn. Zhuo Yi is desperate and wants to increase the price of freight vehicles of Lijun Company.
For tolls, he accepted Liu Jun's challenge without saying a word. It was all forced by the situation.
Since everyone in Zhuoyi has run away, and there is such a large amount of unsold sand here, it is a matter of paying the migrant workers first, which is hundreds of thousands of yuan. Liu Jun said nothing, and after some careful
When it was confirmed that Zhuoyi indeed owed these migrant workers their wages, he asked the mute to pay all the migrant workers' wages at once and leave.
After paying the wages of the migrant workers, Liu Jun felt very comfortable. Comparing his feelings, how could the migrant workers default on their hard-earned money?
After the migrant workers left, looking at the piles of yellow sand, Liu Jun asked everyone if they had any ideas.
Huang Mao said carelessly: "Brother Jun, this is easy, we can just sell it to a nearby construction site at the market price."
Meng Ting objected on the spot: "Huang Mao, no, this Zhuoyi matter has just been settled. We can't cause any more disputes in the world."
Huang Mao chuckled: "There's nothing I can do about it."
Meng Ting frowned, then straightened her brows, pointed to the side, and said: "We really have no room to live in when we build a building. The amount of sand used to relocate Boss Jiang's two factories is incredible. The sand is not enough to fill them."
There are a few big piles at the construction site. Ah Jun, can you and Jiang Haofeng sell the sand here?"
Chen Erlin clapped her hands and cheered: "Thank you Tingting, please contact Boss Jiang. This much sand can probably be sold for one or two million. We helped him with the demolition last time. Boss Jiang will definitely sell the sand this time."
Help us."
"Okay, that's it." Liu Jun smiled and brainstormed. He didn't think of Jiang Haofeng's relocation of the two factories, which was really unreasonable. He was confident that Jiang Haofeng's personality would help him digest the sand.
In order to show his sincerity, Liu Jun did not call Jiang Haofeng, but asked Huang Mao and Chen Erlin to immediately arrange for people to guard the battlefield. He, Meng Ting, Dumb, and coach Sun Wei drove directly to Jiangnan Tea House.
When they arrived at the teahouse, Jiang Haofeng's female secretary Shang Chang received Liu Jun and the four of them. When Liu Jun informed them of their intention to come, Shang Chang said that Boss Jiang was rarely in the teahouse during this time, and that he and his secretary Zhou Peng were staying at the relocation site.
"Brother Jun, how about I call Boss Jiang and ask him to come to the teahouse?" Shang Chang greeted warmly.
Liu Jun waved his hand: "No, Boss Jiang is so busy, let's go directly to the construction site."
Just kidding, if Boss Jiang, who is worth billions, rushes to the teahouse from the construction site, Liu Jun will not put himself too high. Although Liu Jun and Jiang Haofeng are brothers, they also helped Jiang Haofeng a lot in the demolition of the two factories.
But this time, in order to sell sand, Liu Jun had to lower his posture because he had to ask for help from others.
But how to talk to Jiang Haofeng, Liu Jun was quite embarrassed, because Liu Jun had a premonition that Zhuo Yi could not know that Haofeng Real Estate was under construction. Such a large project was exactly when a large amount of sand and gravel was needed. How could Zhuo Yi
Why wasn't the sand sold to Haofeng Real Estate's construction site? There must be a reason for this.
Zhuo Yi didn't sell the sand to Jiang Haofeng, so how should Liu Jun speak to Jiang Haofeng? Liu Jun thought hard in the Land Rover on the way to the Haofeng Real Estate construction site...
Liu Jun was no stranger to the construction site of Haofeng Real Estate. He, Dumb, Sun Wei, and Mengting drove directly to the relocation project headquarters of the two factories of Haofeng Real Estate.
The engineering headquarters on the construction site is a large row of metal mobile houses with a large iron gate closed. The Land Rover driven by Coach Sun was parked outside the iron gate. The old man guarding the construction site knew Liu Jun and several others and greeted each other.
, he opened the iron gate and let the Land Rover drive to the innermost iron house.
Liu Jun, Dumb, Sun Wei and Mengting went up to the second floor and directly found the office of the commander of the construction site headquarters. They saw the door of the office open. Jiang Haofeng was eating instant noodles while looking at a white background in front of the table.
The engineering drawings with blue characters kept nodding, while Zhou Peng held a pencil and gestured in front of Jiang Haofeng. Jiang Haofeng and Zhou Peng were so focused that they obviously did not notice the arrival of Liu Jun and others behind them.
"Brother, just have instant noodles for lunch. Isn't it too economical?" Liu Jun knocked on the side door and coughed twice, thinking that at eleven in the morning, should Jiang Haofeng have breakfast or lunch?