"Chief Chen...please show kindness..." Behind Chen Taizhong, there were again heartbreaking shouts and loud cries.
Damn it...hearing this kind of noise made him feel sick. Needless to say, it seems a bit inhumane that my brother just let go and left like this?
But if he didn't leave, how could he have so much experience to meddle in such nosy matters? Especially, once he meddle in such nosy matters, he would only meddle more and more...
As for asking him to pay for the placement of these people himself, that's not impossible, but it's still the same reason, give him a reason to arrange for them.
However, it seems that it is not a problem to let them continue to harass Meng Xiaoyan?
Fortunately, Mr. Chen was very human after all. As soon as his mind changed, he thought of another idea. He turned around and walked back to the migrant workers, "Since your plans are endless, then I will accompany you."
"Let's talk about paying for the trousers first," he pointed at his two trousers that were torn into strands. "These trousers are worth 98,000 yuan a pair. You have to pay for my trousers. It's easy to say that I will ask for the money for you five, but the foreman won't give it.
If you want money, I will give you money."
Yes, he had made up his mind to use the sky-high price of these pants to scare these people away and save them from following him or Meng Xiaoyan.
"Nine thousand and eight pants?" The man in his forties was immediately startled. He subconsciously looked at the strip of cloth in his hand. For a moment, he didn't know whether to throw it away or continue to hold it in his hand.
Small piece...it has to be seventy or eighty, right?
"Where can such expensive pants be found?"
The man in his forties was stunned for a long time, and finally shouted loudly. He was the most knowledgeable among the few people, and he also knew that his boss wore pants worth more than a hundred dollars. I heard that the district chief of Quyang District
, the pants he is wearing cost more than one thousand, nine thousand and eight... Then only the governor Meng Yi (note) can afford to wear these pants, right?
To him, the section chief is not too young... but he can't wear pants worth more than a thousand dollars, right? How dare you dress better than the district chief?
"Holy shit, you dare not believe what I said?" Chen Taizhong immediately turned his face and pointed at him, "I originally looked at you in pity and didn't want you to lose, but you ended up holding me back... Okay,
You don’t believe it, right? Follow me and go to the Price Bureau, if it’s worth the money. I’m telling you, if you can’t afford the compensation, you’ll go to jail!”
"A rich man has a meal, and a poor family has half a year's food." An old voice sounded from the side of Chen Taizhong. Chen Taizhong looked up and saw an old woman sighing there. She was holding an umbrella in her hand.
She stood here and watched for a long time, "Young man, why don't you help them?"
"Auntie, you speak very lightly." Chen Taizhong was annoyed. What he hated the most was this kind of person who loved to make sarcastic remarks, but once he took it out, he was nothing. It's easy for you to touch your lips
, do you know how hard others will work?
"It doesn't hurt to stand and talk. Come on, I'll give it a try, aunt. That's all I'm going to say today. How much money can you afford to put them in? I'll double it... If you give ten thousand, I'll give twenty thousand."
Absolutely no problem, if you don’t believe it, let’s notarize it!”
The old lady obviously didn't expect that he would be so tough. She snorted, turned and left, still muttering, "The world is not as it used to be, and it is getting worse..."
Show me how "ancient" you are. You can only talk about it. What kind of thing do you think it is? Chen Taizhong became more and more angry. He had no contact with these migrant workers at all. He turned to look at the middle-aged migrant workers.
, snorted coldly, "Why don't you get out of here? Are you really waiting for me to settle the score with you?"
"Uncle Chen..." The little guy who seemed to be the youngest spoke, his face still looked like he had not grown up, and he was definitely no more than sixteen years old, "I... my mother can sew pants, I asked my mother to sew them for you
Sew, okay?"
"I can't even cut, sew or darn," Chen Taizhong curled his lips and was about to threaten him again. But when he thought that the other person was talking about his mother, he couldn't help but think of his old mother.
A thousand miles has no worries.
Why should this young man's old mother in Quyang be so worried anymore? Thinking of this, he finally sighed sadly, "Get out, for your mother's sake, you all get out!"
"Uncle Chen, I know you are a good person." Unexpectedly, when he flinched like this, the young man became more energetic and said, "Please help us, we really have nothing to do."
The migrant workers are just less knowledgeable than others. If we really want to talk about their mental outlook, they may not be any worse than the people in the city. Everyone heard just now that Chief Chen doesn't care if he earns 20,000 yuan. He helps everyone make up for this small salary.
what?
It can be seen that good people are not necessarily so easy to become.
Hey, what the fuck, do you really think I can't cure you? Chen Taizhong sneered, "If you say so, then...it's not that I can't help with this matter, but I have to charge a 30% handling fee.
"
He knows very well that there are definitely not one or two families or ten or twenty companies in Phoenix City that owe wages to migrant workers. There is no need to guess how many interest groups are behind those creditors. It is definitely an astonishingly large number.
So, if he stands up now and makes such a big splash, it will naturally mean that he has taken away other people's jobs and other people's money. This is a taboo thing. For being besieged by everyone, Luo Tianshang Xiandi always has some shadows in his heart.
Therefore, Chen Taizhong believes that only in this matter, he has his own interests, can he confidently come forward. Damn, your money is money, but my money, Chen Taizhong's, is not money?
Yes, he has become more and more integrated into this society. He no longer relies solely on his own tyranny to handle things, but follows the principles recognized by most people to achieve his goals. It has to be said that this
It's a big progress.
"But when you helped the two men, you didn't ask for money," the young man asked timidly after hearing his words. "Damn you boy!" The middle-aged migrant worker raised his hand and gave a violent shudder, then turned his head.
Xiang Chen Taizhong smiled humbly and said, "Haha, Chief Chen, don't pay attention to this guy. He is just a kid and is ignorant."
"So, do you agree with this distribution plan?" Chen Taizhong looked at them sideways, but he always felt that something was wrong.
However, he then thought about it. He didn't have to come forward at all for this kind of thing. He only had to instigate Madman Shangma, Tie Shou or Li Nairuo and his like to attack both black and white. He wasn't afraid that someone wouldn't buy it. There were so many debt collection agencies these days.
, one more "Chen Kee Company", what big deal is that?
"We agree, we absolutely agree," the middle-aged migrant workers nodded repeatedly and turned to look at everyone, "Why, didn't you hear what Section Chief Chen said?"
Everyone nodded in agreement. Chen Taizhong snorted and took out a pen and paper from the car, "Register all your names, um, and...whose family owes you money?"
Not long after, the migrant workers handed over the note. Although the newly written words were partially washed away by the rain, the main content was still preserved. After a rough calculation, it only cost less than 3,000 yuan and less than 4,000 yuan.
"Well, okay, you go back and wait for the news. You are not allowed to harass Principal Meng anymore," Chen Taizhong nodded with satisfaction. However, with this nod, he saw the tattered trousers again, and he immediately became angry again.
"Wait a minute, who is this Kong Fanmao?" The next moment, he stopped them because he found that the migrant workers only wrote the name, phone number and address of the boss who owed money, which made him think that the operation might not be possible.
There will be some mistakes.
He didn't intend to come forward on this matter. Yes, Chen Taizhong had already thought about it. He asked Gu Xin to call the boss, the dignified police chief. It shouldn't be difficult to call a few migrant workers to ask for money. Put it aside.
Who wouldn’t give this face to you?
But now it seems that he has thought about this matter a bit too simply. It is still necessary to feel the other person's bottom, otherwise, he may offend the person for no reason. This is what Chen least wants to see.
, he has psychological shadow.
"It's not anyone, but I heard that his brother-in-law is the director of the Municipal Construction Committee," the young migrant worker said very quickly. The middle-aged migrant worker glared at him and tried to stop him, but it was over.
"If you stare again, I'll slap your ass!" Under his own nose, how could Chen Taizhong allow this guy to act so mischievously? As soon as he moved, he jumped over, grabbed her by the ears, and lifted her up.
The solution is to make this part look cleaner.
"Do you think I'm blind? If you want to die, just say, damn... you, young man, go on, who is the director of the Construction Committee?"
The middle-aged man's ear was lifted by him, but he didn't dare to resist. He grinned in pain, "Uh-huh... uh-huh, big brother, big brother, please be gentle, it's about to be torn off..."
The young migrant worker widened his eyes in fear, looked around, and his voice suddenly dropped, "Yes... it's Director Li of the Construction Committee. What's his name? I don't know..."
"Say," Chen Taizhong shook the ear he was holding in his hand and spoke without any emotion, **, what the hell are you asking for money from your buddies, and you still haven't confessed?
