Zhou Xinhong frowned, and he quietly looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, looking at his sad and miserable expression, and weighed his heart. He suddenly asked, "What's your name? What are you doing?"

"Am I?" The middle-aged man in a panic was stunned and said, "My name is Gao Zhiyuan. He is an ordinary worker on the production line. Leader. Is there any problem with this?"

Gao Zhiyuan did not hide it, it was not too easy to find this information.

Zhou Xinhong shook his head: "It's okay, I'll just ask."

After saying that, he stopped looking at Gao Zhiyuan and directly focused on Yang Qingchang who was dragged to the ground by several people. He was wearing a suit and tie, dressed like a successful person. Now he was indeed bruised and swollen, bleeding from his nose, and there were also several dusty footprints on his body. I don’t know who kicked him twice while he was in the chaos.

As for the straight suit, after closer inspection, there were several places that had been opened. They were torn apart, and they looked like beggars. I don’t know what he had offended people on weekdays. Now that he was being so miserable, this guy has suffered.

"You let him go first and let him wipe the blood on his face by himself. Look at the bruised nose and swollen face, and the clothes are torn to pieces. What is this? Non-fa Juyi or a weightlifting fight? Even if you have difficulties, you can't do this, right?" Zhou Xinhong pointed to Yang Qingchang.

Xie Zhigang and An Xiaohui followed him and found that it was really terrible. The person who was so good just now was beyond recognition now. The sky was blue and the sun was falling. If he said this, who would believe it? Who would dare to believe it!

But it happened in front of them.

Xie Zhigang and the others looked at the flour mill employees who surrounded them with a serious expression. Although it was understandable, there was another saying that pitiful people must have something hateful.

If they change positions with Yang Qingchang, they will be treated like this by the employees they accepted...

"You have to watch it carefully. Those who take the lead and do the trick can't be asked for those who take the lead." An Xiaohui turned his head and leaned into Xie Zhigang's ear and whispered.

Xie Zhigang nodded, knowing it.

Gao Zhiyuan looked at the workers on both sides. The dozens of flour mill workers around the side were also looking at me and I looked at you. No one listened to Zhou Xinhong's words and let Yang Qingchang go first. What Zhou Xinhong said just now scared them.

"Beating someone is illegal". Nine out of ten people know about this. The problem is that they were all angry just now. Everyone wants to slap him twice more. They never thought about the consequences. At this time, they slowly calmed down. They all knew that they were afraid and dared not let go, for fear that they would have no bargaining chips if they let go.

Yang Qingchang, who was still being pulled on the ground, was also very scared. He screamed like crazy and shouted "Help".

"Bang"

Gao Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and kicked him directly on the right arm. The kick was quite strong, which made Yang Qingchang scream in pain. Seeing that Gao Zhiyuan was about to kick him again, Yang Qingchang didn't dare to scream.

Gao Zhiyuan squatted down and said, "Director Yang, we have no grudges with you. It is because you don't pay us a salary that makes this misunderstanding. The 70s and 80 people present didn't know who touched you just now. I think you probably didn't see clearly. After all, this dormitory building is too old and there are too many bumps and bumps. Most of our workers know where your home is. We don't want to go to your house to ask for accounts in the future. If it scares the elderly and children in your family, it will be bad. What do you say..."

"You...you..." Yang Qingchang widened his eyes, his eyes full of panic. This man actually threatened him with the red face of Zhou Xinhong. Yang Qingchang subconsciously wanted to retaliate, but looking at the flour mill workers around him staring at him, Yang Qingchang knew it was over.

If he continues to talk back, except for being beaten, he dares not point out from the bottom of his heart that anyone had hit him just now.

These people are right. It is no secret where his family lives. There is also an old lady, a wife and a child. Even if these relatives are not around, he still has to live there. If one day someone who is not opens his eyes will make his house ignite...

Just think about it and be scared!

Yang Qingchang began to wince, and he nodded anxiously: "Yes, I've gotten my own kowtow, it has nothing to do with you."

Gao Zhiyuan was very satisfied with this answer. He felt relieved when he grabbed Yang Qingchang and the person who had hit him just now. He became more grateful to Gao Zhiyuan and wanted to support him on the spot!

Gao Zhiyuan was very satisfied with this scene. This time he faced Zhou Xinhong again: "Leader, let us let him go. It was a misunderstanding just now, all of which were misunderstandings. It was a mess because of this matter."

"You are very good!" Zhou Xinhong looked at him calmly, without any emotional color in his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the others again, no longer looking at Gao Zhiyuan: "Is there anyone else? If you have any, call me together. Since I have encountered this today, I will tell you together."

As soon as he said this, someone in the crowd immediately ran to the dormitory and the workshop. He responded quickly and started calling, calling his colleagues and leaders.

Zhou Xinhong gave them enough time. He and Xie Zhigang and An Xiaohui pushed open the wall of people in front of him and found a place where no one was. Zhou Xinhong said: "Mr. Xie, Mr. An, today's matter is very bad. Don't worry, our leadership team will definitely not indulge it. I'll call County Magistrate Song to explain the situation here."

He paused slightly and then said, "Mr. Xie, I hope you can also call Fu Hai and tell me what happened just now. Ask him if he has time to come here. Since this is the case, it is better to cut the mess quickly and deal with these broken things as soon as possible."

"Okay." Xie Zhigang agreed. Even if Zhou Xinhong didn't ask him to call, Xie Zhigang would find an opportunity to call Shang Fuhai and tell me what happened here.

To be honest, if I had hoped to plate the flour mill before, now it would only be 40%, and I would have to consider many unexpected issues.

After Song Mingchen heard Zhou Xinhong talk about the incident at the flour mill on the phone, he slapped the table.

"It's so unreasonable, it's simply outrageous. Xinhong, you must do the on-site work well and don't let them cause other things. I'll call the Public Security Bureau immediately and send all police forces to the flour factory to maintain order. Slow down and wait for me for ten minutes." Song Mingchen was furious.

After the call with Zhou Xinhong, he immediately called Secretary Qin. Now it is an important juncture for Qin Lumin to transform in one step. Everything must be maintained. If something goes wrong at this time, it will be a pill for him and it will be impossible to get along with it.

Qin Lumin attached great importance to this matter. He said on the phone: "Old Song, I will leave this matter to you. You must not have any other unexpected situations."

"Secretary Qin, don't worry, I know how to do it." Song Mingchen said very seriously, and finally he handed over: "Xinhong is now doing comfort work in the flour mill, and he promised me that there would be no big trouble."

"Well, Xinhong is a good comrade." Qin Lumin said.

Song Mingchen began to call the Dongyun Public Security Bureau. When he heard that a collective incident occurred under his rule, Director Guo was also furious on the spot: "County Magistrate Song, don't worry, I will take people here in person to ensure the personal safety of County Mayor Zhou."

"I allow you to deal with any abnormal situation on the scene, and then report it." Song Mingchen said with great caution.

This is almost a decentralization of power, telling him that if there is any change, he can violently subdue him.

"Received!" Guo Kun shouted loudly.

Even though there was no Song Mingchen in front of him, Guo Kun still subconsciously saluted.

It didn't work at all. Five minutes later, police cars rushed to the flour mill one after another. The security guard at the entrance of the factory didn't want to open the door and let them in. Two policemen broke into the security room and pushed the security guard over and took over the flour mill gate.

At this time, the employees in the factory, from management to ordinary employees, were all concentrated in one area. At the forefront of the crowd, Zhou Xinhong, who was standing at work, and Xie Zhigang and An Xiaohui temporarily acted as his bodyguards, standing by his side from left to right to ensure his safety.

"Old Xie, what do you say, the boss?" An Xiaohui asked.

Xie Zhigang said: "The boss said that we should come here immediately and let us try our best to cooperate with County Mayor Zhou before this and ensure safety. As for the flour mill, the boss asked us to act according to the opportunity."

"Okay, it depends on the situation." An Xiaohui nodded.

What are you thinking about in your mind?

The employees of the flour mill didn't even do the work. I just heard from the workers that a county leader came over to "be fair" and said that they would solve the problem of paying wages. They didn't even do the work in the workshop and forced the equipment to be operated. As for the losses that may be caused by forced shutdown of the equipment.

Whoever cares about it and can't even get the money will consider these issues?

In minutes, a group of people ran over from various exits, looking eagerly at Zhou Xinhong standing on the platform, looking forward to his talk about his salary.

But unexpectedly, the policeman holding a shield rubber roller...

...

Shang Fuhai was really depressed at this moment. He promised his mother that he would stay at home for two more days this time so that his mother would not nag him to treat his home as a hotel and leave if he wanted to come.

But I never expected that the promise I just made would be torn to pieces by him in a blink of an eye. His face was so painful and so hot.

Shang Fuhai looked at his mother carefully and wondered how to speak.

When Zhou Xiumei saw her son answering a call, she seemed a little absent-minded, and she knew that he had something to do again.

He sighed secretly: "Fuhai, do you have to be busy with something? If so, go, but mom wants to say something to you, just make enough money to spend, don't get tired of yourself."

"Hey, I know." Shang Fuhai promised, but he couldn't do it, he really couldn't do it!
Chapter completed!