Zheng Jiayu glanced at Lu Shaofeng coldly, shook his head slightly and said, "I don't want to drink tea anymore, let's go to a bar."
She was in a bad mood. It seemed that every time Li Siwen appeared, it had a great impact on her. Even though Li Siwen was now driven to a dead end, she didn't feel any pleasure at all.
"Drink?" Lu Shaofeng was stunned for a moment and then said, "Okay, Director Jiang, Boss Meng, let's go have a drink."
Lu Shaofeng hoped that Zheng Jiayu would drink more, maybe he could create opportunities, and walked out of the teahouse in a hurry, but he was stopped by the waiter as soon as he reached the door.
"Mr. Lu, can you pay for the tea?" the waiter said with a smile.
"Ah? We haven't ordered it yet." Lu Shaofeng was a little confused.
"When Mr. Li left just now, he said that Mr. Lu would pay for his tea," the waiter said.
When Lu Shaofeng heard this, he almost jumped up in anger: "Damn, he said I'll treat him so I'll treat him? Aren't you from Caozhou? Don't you know that I and him are incompatible with each other?"
"Mr. Lu, you are all old customers here, and you are all well-known people in Caozhou. I never expected Mr. Li to make such a joke. Otherwise, I would pay for his tea." The waiter finished.
Get out of the way, this strategy of retreating to advance made Lu Shaofeng's face turn red.
"I want to pay you for a meal of tea?" After Lu Shaofeng said this, he directly slapped the money on the table, clenched his fists and walked outside. He had already greeted all eighteen generations of Li Siwen's ancestors in his heart.
Zheng Jiayu, who was following behind, saw this scene, and the gloom in his heart suddenly disappeared, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Li Siwen, I really belong to you."
The other person's name was almost all in her mind.
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Li Siwen returned to the factory and lay on the sofa in the office until twelve o'clock in the evening before closing his eyes. Although the meat joint factory had given the cost price, it could not alleviate the financial pressure brought by the market. To put it bluntly, he
Money is still needed now, and it's not a small sum.
So, he thought about it all night and came up with two ways. One way is to go to underground banks to borrow loan sharks, and the other way is to fabricate a project to illegally raise funds. These two methods can be said to be the worst of the worst, but other than that
, he did not think of other strategies.
He slept until dawn, no matter how great the pressure was, it did not affect his sleep. After all, this kind of pressure was nothing compared to his previous life.
Li Siwen opened his eyes and just sat up when Lin Shu, Chang Hai and Zhang Xiaolong walked in. The three of them seemed to have been waiting outside for a long time.
"It's only around seven o'clock, are you three so early?" Li Siwen was a little curious. He followed the three of them and looked outside, and found many employees standing outside.
"What happened?" Li Siwen frowned slightly.
"Brother Wen, we did some research and decided to help you share some of the pressure." Chang Hai spoke first, then took out the money in his arms: "There are a total of six thousand yuan here, and this is all my belongings.
"
"I have seven thousand here." Zhang Xiaolong also put the money on the coffee table and added: "And the employees of Xiyou Express have said that they will not make commissions during the recent period. They will just wait until the factory is comfortable and then reissue it to everyone.
.”
"Boss, I have 10,000 yuan here. I didn't even spend all the money you gave me last time, so I saved it up." Lin Shu followed suit after saying that, "I told the workers about the situation in the factory.
Everyone has also decided not to receive wages for the next two months."
Li Siwen looked at the three people with big eyes and small eyes, as well as the worried-looking workers standing outside, and he suddenly felt that his nose was a little sore.
What is a capitalist?
The vast majority of capitalists are beasts that eat human flesh and drink human blood.
This is a sentence that his father always mentioned in his previous life. As an old fisherman, his father owned his own fleet, but he never exploited the crew. In his father's words, there are many ways to make money, but if
What is the difference between obtaining profits through exploitation and being an animal? So his father taught him more than once that it is okay to do business, but he must not fall into the trap of capital.
At first, he still maintained this original intention and hated capital methods. But when he started his own business and officially entered the ranks of capital, he found that everything became involuntary. In the big dye vat of society, he wanted to be a clean stream and reach the sky.
Still difficult.
The dragon slayer eventually becomes an evil dragon, and it seems that no one can avoid becoming the kind of person they once hated the most.
And God gave him a new life. Although it deprived him of wealth, it awakened his conscience. Looking at the innocent faces in front of him, he felt that it was really worthwhile not to put making money first.
Yes, it's worth it.
"Take all your money back." Li Siwen's eyes were slightly red, but he put on a cold expression.
"I lost more than one million in less than a month. How can you solve this problem with this little money?" Li Siwen said, walking to the door of the office and saying to the workers outside: "Everyone has dispersed, it's time to get to work.
Just work, make deliveries when it’s time, don’t worry about the factory, I’ve already raised the money.”
"Ah?" Everyone was stunned at the same time: "Really?"
"Really." Li Siwen chuckled and waved his hand, then walked back to the office, glared at a few people and said: "Don't do this kind of thing in the future. Remember, anyone can owe money, even the workers at the bottom.
No money can be owed."
"Don't we think that with more people, we will be more powerful?" Chang Hai smiled.
"Okay, I appreciate your kindness." Li Siwen also laughed, and his smile was unusually warm in the sunshine.
At the same time, the phone rang suddenly.
"Hello!" Chang Hai answered the phone out of habit, but soon handed the phone to Li Siwen: "Brother Wen, this is for you."
"Hello, this is Li Siwen." Li Siwen answered the phone and said politely.
"Ahem, young man, do you still remember who I am?" A slightly older voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Mr. Song? Is that you?" Li Siwen was stunned for a few seconds and quickly replied.
"Hey, it seems that my memory is pretty good. I haven't forgotten this old bone, ahem." Mr. Song said.
"Old man, are you not feeling well?" Li Siwen was a little worried when he heard that the other party kept coughing.
"Hey, as soon as I returned to Qizhou, my old habit returned. None of my children can live up to their expectations." Mr. Song's voice was mixed with too much helplessness. After speaking, he added: "What about you? You haven't been doing well lately.
Are you feeling better?"
"Haha." Li Siwen laughed: "Nothing can be hidden from your old eyes. You are more than three hundred kilometers away from me and you still know about my affairs here."
"Of course I know." Mr. Song also smiled and suddenly asked: "Isn't that girl from the Zheng family difficult to deal with?"
"It's not just difficult to deal with, it's too difficult." Li Siwen asked curiously: "Does the old man know her?"