"Zhang Junyuan, you are a goddamn person. You only allow the state officials to set fire and not allow the people to light the lights. You can't let us sell it, you can make up for the wages you owe! You think we are interested in those rags, bah!"

"Yes, pay for your salary!"

Zhang Junyuan flicked the dust on the white shirt, swept around without fear, and sneered: "This matter is already obvious, but after you have been tossed like this, hum! If you continue to make trouble, it will be a big deal! I will go back to my hometown to farm, and I will do whatever you want, I will not care about it!"

When everyone heard that Zhang Junyuan was not moral and turned over the table, they were anxious.

"Manager Zhang, what should we do if you leave?"

"That's right, you can't leave!"

"We paid our salary before leaving, otherwise you would want to leave? You can't go!"

"Yes, do you think we will let you go when we come back to farm in our hometown? If you can run away, the monk can't run away. Let's go to your hometown to block you!"

...

Xu Xuesong shouted: "Let's not be fooled by Zhang Junyuan, who wants to use the little money to sell generators to send us, there is no door!"

Those who had a loose attitude just now felt that Xu Xuesong was right, so their eyes changed when they looked at Zhang Junyuan.

As an outsider, Fu Song didn't want to get involved in such a thing, so he kept hiding in the corner to watch the fun.

When he heard Zhang Junyuan say that he had already made a fuss, he had the same idea as Xu Xuesong and the others. He didn’t have money to pay his salary today, and he would have money tomorrow. This is too much!

Zhang Junyuan ignored Xu Xuesong and said, "You guys choose two representatives and go to my office to talk."

Xu Xuesong is the main force in asking for money and the biggest thorn. He naturally doesn't believe in Zhang Junyuan and has to ask questions about every word Zhang Junyuan said, so Zhang Junyuan just put forward a condition and he immediately asked: "Why should you choose a representative? Isn't it the same as before? Don't think of playing tricks, I won't take your tricks!"

Zhang Junyuan rolled his eyes and said, "Just the same as before? I just said something in the office, "Who should I listen to if you can say dozens of words? Who should I listen to? Who has the final say? Just be more cautious, recommend it quickly, talk early and solve the problem early."

Seeing Zhang Junyuan's confident look, everyone was confused and soon started to discuss it in a low voice. Finally, everyone shyly recommended two representatives according to Zhang Junyuan's intention, one was called Hu Xiangwen and the other was called Xia Mei.

Zhang Junyuan turned to Fu Dong and said, "Boss Fu, can you be a witness?"

"Me?" Fu Song was stunned for a moment, then shook his head repeatedly: "I can't do it, you can just talk, why don't you do this? I'll come over when you have time one day."

Zhang Junyuan grabbed Fu Dong's arm and said, "Although you have worked alone now, your relationship is still in the film company. You are half of your own. You are here to witness it, everyone is convinced. Do you think so?"

"Yes, Dong'er, don't refuse!"

A few people who were familiar with Fu Dong rushed forward and looked at the prisoner, raised Fu Dong's arm and dragged it outward.

"Hey, brothers, please be gentle, can I leave by myself?" Fu Dong struggled while turning back and winked at Fu Song.

He was not stupid either. He knew that this was not something he should have been involved in, but his fists could not match four hands. Several burly men were holding him, so they could not resist at all!

Fu Song frowned and followed the team at the end, thinking about what Zhang Junyuan had to do.

His first reaction was that Zhang Junyuan and these people joined forces to make a trap for Fu Dong, but he immediately rejected it. It was a temporary decision for him and Fu Dong to come to the cinema, and they could not predict it beforehand.

That was just a coincidence.

But why did Zhang Junyuan take Fu Dong to testify?

Not only is Fu Dong not old among these people, but he is also a few of them at the bottom and has the deepest qualifications. As for prestige, he has a lot of prestige besides having a few bad money!

Money? Does Zhang Junyuan want to call Fu Dong’s wallet?

This is unlikely. Even if Fu Dong is willing to be the sucker, what else can cinemas sell besides these second-hand equipment?

Selling movie copies? Haha, those scammers who wear bellybands and leak their thighs don’t even pay for money!

I thought about it all the way and didn't come up with a clue. At this time, I had already arrived at Zhang Junyuan's office. Fu Dong went in and waved to Fu Song: "Third brother, come in too."

Amid the confusion and inquiring eyes of everyone, Fu Song squeezed into the office. He was worried that the second child was alone inside. What if the second child was fooled by Zhang Junyuan into the ditch?

Although the remaining people cannot go in, they do not prevent them from looking in the window.

Zhang Junyuan walked to the window expressionlessly and closed the window. He wanted to pull the curtains on it, but the two selected representatives did not let him pull it.

It would be fine if the windows were closed, but if the curtains were pulled up, what if someone outside misunderstood them?

Once the negotiation results are not ideal, they will be muddy, either a dad or a dad.

Seeing that they were determined, Zhang Junyuan had to give up and poured a glass of water for the Fu Dong and his brothers, and then sat down.

Xia Mei quickly said, "Manager Zhang, I have always respected you for so many years. I didn't touch you just now. But you know my temper. Although I am a woman, I will start to believe it. If I do not believe it, I will scratch your face full of blooming?"

Zhang Junyuan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. If he was beaten by a man, he would be beaten. But if he was scratched by a woman, he was embarrassed, secondly. The question is how did he explain to his wife when he went home?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad. The tiger fell into the sun and was bullied by dogs, and the dragon trapped the fish and shrimps in the shallows. If it were the past, how could this woman Xia Mei dare to say to her?

A real man should not be without power for a day, nor should he have money for a day!

At this moment, he finally deeply understood the words of a penny, and what if he understood it, what could he do?

So, he had to persuade him, "Xiao Xia, have something to say, drink some water, and be calm."

"Calm down? Can I calm down? Manager Zhang, don't be too lazy, hurry up and tell me what I plan."

Although Hu Xiangwen didn't say anything, his sharp eyes stared at Zhang Junyuan.

Zhang Junyuan smiled bitterly and said slowly: "The cinema under our feet was built in 1980. That year, our county film company was reorganized for the first time and established a township film management station. I was assigned here just after I transferred my job and worked for twelve years."

Hu Xiangwen was reminiscent of him and took a sip of dry tobacco and said, "No, time flies so fast, Dong'er doesn't remember it?"

Fu Dong shook his head and said, "I have been a teacher at Mayi Junior High School for 80 years."

Xia Mei interrupted: "Fu Dong and I joined the film company in the same year. Is it in 1981 or 1982? I can't remember it."

Fu Dong smiled and said, "In the autumn of 1981, I remember this the most clearly. There are Xu Xuesong, Zhang Guiyou, Sun Yulin... and seven or eight people with us."

Zhang Junyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had a fight just now, it seemed that everyone was still nostalgic.

However, he was only happy for a second, and then he was pulled back to reality by Xia Mei's questioning: "Manager Zhang, don't interrupt, one is one, two is two, friendship cannot be used as food. If you make me hungry, even the best friendship will be useless."

Zhang Junyuan's face became even more ugly. He lit a cigarette silently, took a few breaths, and looked up and said, "There is one way, just..."

Xia Mei said anxiously: "It's just something, you said, Oh my god, it made you so anxious, like a sissy!"

Hu Xiangwen is in his fifties and is the oldest captain of the film company. He is older than Zhang Junyuan. He knocked on the dry tobacco pot and said, "Manager Zhang, if you have anything to say, let's discuss it, and everyone is not unreasonable."

Fu Song almost laughed out loud. It was strange. It turned out that the movie team used fists and feet to reason.

Zhang Junyuan first looked at Fu Dong, then looked at the two representatives, and finally his eyes fell back to Fu Dong, and said slowly: "This is thanks to Boss Fu. If Boss Fu hadn't called me just now, I wouldn't have thought of this idea."

Fu Dong pointed to his nose and laughed: "Manager Zhang, stop teasing, what does this matter have to do with me? I am just passing by and being affected by the fish in the pond."

Zhang Junyuan shook his head and said, "Boss Fu, I have heard of your deeds. In our county cultural system, you are the first person to go into business, and your business is booming. I wonder how many people envy you."

Fu Dong curled his lips: "After this, I just do some small business and support my family."

Zhang Junyuan smiled and said, "I won't beat you around the bush. What do you think is the cinema first? Are you interested in taking over?"

"What?" Fu Dong thought there was something wrong with his ear, "You asked me to take over the cinema? You should spare me quickly. I have little arms and legs, and I can't afford it!"
Chapter completed!