After sending Zhang Fan and his group away, Liang Licheng turned around and walked back alone.

Standing in this factory that had given him hope and exhausted his efforts, he watched for a long time until a worker patted him on the shoulder.

"Lao Liang, you tell us the truth, have you yelled again?"

The person who spoke was an old employee. Liang Licheng had no airs on weekdays, and everyone liked to call him Lao Liang.

Looking at the pair of hands covered with gullies on his shoulders, Liang Licheng sighed.

"There was a glimmer of hope...it's completely gone now."

Now he no longer wants to blame these workers.

When someone heard Liang Licheng say this, someone immediately asked excitedly: "What should we do with our wages?"

"Yes! We worked for a day today," another person continued.

After these two people, others surrounded them one after another.

"The wages must be given to you. Even if my family sells the money, they won't owe you hard money. Don't you believe me?" Liang Licheng said loudly in the siege of excited workers.

When he spoke, the noisy crowd returned to a moment of silence. Liang Licheng was indeed a person who kept his word.

Seeing that they stopped pushing their bodies, Liang Licheng sorted out the collar of his shirt that was being pulled, looked up at the sun directly above his head, pointed at it and said, "Today can only be considered half a day."

He did not give others a chance to refute, and said, "You can only calculate it in half a day this month."

"Why?"

"Yes! Why did you count on one day in the past? Today can only count on half a day."

Before he could finish his voice, he was immediately drowned by the sound of saliva.

Liang Licheng looked at the people who started pulling his body again, took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted hysterically: "Why? You can only get half a day's salary by rules. I used to give you more, not what you should get. Just rely on the more work you have to get more of this law."

This time he yelled with a blushing face and thick neck.

Perhaps it was because I had never seen the boss of my company get angry, and the noisy crowd just now returned to quiet again, leaving only Liang Licheng's rapid breathing.

The old employee who called him "Lao Liang" looked at Liang Licheng and sighed slightly.

He turned around and said to more and more onlookers, "It's not unreasonable for Mr. Liang to say this. We should take a lot of money as long as we should. If we should not take what we should take, we should not lose a point."

Because he still has some prestige among employees on weekdays, someone nodded and echoed: "That's the reason, I don't expect to get one more point."

"I think so too." Another employee said loudly.

Seeing that more and more people agree, I used to yell that people who had been swearing up all day long would not make trouble.

Seeing this scene, if it were Liang Licheng in the past, he would definitely be moved and secretly satisfied.

"Look, how much I have the heart of the workers."

At this moment, he just breathed a sigh of relief, so he could give away less money.

"Old Zheng, go and call the people who ask for wages at the door to my office. Today we will clarify the accounts."

When the rest of the people heard what he said, it seemed that Liang Licheng was still preparing to give money, and he still had a conscience than the bosses who slapped their butts and left abroad.

Chengli Company suddenly became lively at noon today, and Liang Licheng's chairman's office was even more surrounded.

He didn't get the money, so he wrote the IOU.

"Don't worry, when the company goes bankrupt and liquidate, I will definitely give you some money. I don't owe the bank anymore."

Liang Licheng's words made sense, so others were relieved to let him do this.

If this is not the case then, more than a thousand people will go to the Shenzhen City Government Building to complain about the injustice, and they will be ordered to make him lose fruit.

Besides, the land, factory, equipment, and this office building are worth a lot of money, and it is more than enough to pay their wages.

Liang Licheng opened a drawer and took out a stack of brand new IOUs, opened another drawer, and found an iron box from it, which was also filled with IOUs.

But they are not new, but are very dismantled, and some IOU papers are yellowed.

"I owe you the salary minus the money you borrowed from me in the past, which is the money I owe you in the future. Is it okay?" Liang Licheng said to the employees who were huddling at his desk.

The air seemed to be frozen, and it did not start to flow again until someone answered "No problem".

Seeing that everyone agreed, Liang Licheng looked at Zheng Xibo and wrote his IOU before rummaging out the IOU in the iron box.

"Old Zheng, you borrowed 3,500 yuan from me on November 3, 2008. Do you see if you are wrong?"

"That's right." Zheng Xibo answered without looking at it, and then took the initiative to say, "Just just write a five thousand IOU for me, but I'm too lazy to forget about the fraction."

"Thank you." Liang Licheng smiled on his face, picked up his pen and lowered his head to write the first IOU.

The second worker also wanted an integer. After getting the IOU, he immediately turned around and squeezed out of Liang Licheng's office.

Of course, there are also people who need to calculate everything clearly, and sometimes others need to help him recall it.

"I remember you borrowed it. Mr. Liang remembered it correctly. Can you still fake it if you wrote it in black and white?"

"That's right, don't waste time, there are so many people waiting behind!"

In such an environment, the IOU on Liang Licheng's desk became thinner and thinner, and later someone took the initiative to go downstairs to help buy a copy.

When the sun sets, standing in his office, there are only a dozen management teams who help to maintain order.

Liang Licheng sighed as his eyes swept across the faces of these people.

"Everyone who has had a relationship with me will go out! You have a lot of money on weekdays, so don't count on this little money."

Perhaps it was Liang Licheng's voice that showed grief, and one of them was the first to agree.

"Second uncle, okay."

After saying that, he pulled other relatives out.

Looking at the last three outsiders, Liang Licheng said to one of the middle-aged men in his forties: "Old Yang, I just blame me for not listening to your advice at the beginning, and I am not in charge of the army!"

The man named "Lao Yang" showed an expression on his face, his lips opened, and he couldn't say anything, but he just turned into a sigh of regret.

When he wrote the IOU for Yang Tuo, when he was about to hand it to him, Liang Licheng suddenly took out a business card from his body and placed it on it, and said, "This is the business card of the future boss of the Girls Company. She is preparing to enter the mobile phone industry. She is short of talents now, so you can try it."

He said to the other two people: "You can also work together to sell and operate, product research and development talents, they must need them."

Yang Tuo took the IOU and business card, put the business card in his shirt pocket, and returned the IOU back.

"Lao Liang, you have taken care of me a lot over the years. In the end, I also went to work and looked for a home. I definitely can't get the money."

"Okay." Liang Licheng nodded.

"Me too."

"Same."

Wang Yiming and Shang Cheng said at the same time.

"It seems you have known it a long time ago!" Liang Licheng sighed.

"There are too many people in the company who are taking advantage of the situation. Once the performance stops growing, there will definitely be problems with capital turnover." Yang Tuo also sighed.

"That's right." Liang Licheng smiled self-deprecatingly.

Seeing that Yang Tuo was about to say something, he waved his hand to stop him.

"It's too late to say anything now, you can go!"

"good."

After Yang Tuo and the other two left, Liang Licheng took up a genuine leather mahogany office chair and walked to the window.

The sunset hangs above the distant western mountain tops, and the sunset dyes the sky red.

The breeze blew gently, and Liang Licheng looked at the dreamy scenery and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful!"

When he thinks about his life, he can also have a clear conscience.

"It's really good!"
Chapter completed!