The strongest fighter

Chapter 470
Lin left as soon as he finished speaking.

He knows that this vote is difficult to conduct, different people have different ideas, and it is simply impossible to reach a consensus in a short period of time.

But that's what he's for.

As soon as Lin left, everyone still hadn't reacted.

Especially Lao Gao, he was worried that Lin Yi had already found out about his own affairs, and he would actually feel this way when Lin Yi took a look at him just now.

"What are you voting for? We're not even sure who that guy is, so why should we listen to him?"

"If he really belonged to Mrs. Ye, it would be even more unbelievable. Mrs. Ye would be so kind?"

"Maybe, I just checked it out just now, and this Ye's reputation in Tianhai is still very good, maybe there is a chance."

"That's right, Ye's seems to often do charity and donate a lot of money, it doesn't look like a black-hearted company."

'Put it down, don't these companies have to lie to people first before they make money? "

……

A group of people argued, and the voices became more noisy.

Some people still believe in Lao Gao. After all, they have known each other for more than ten years, and they are still their workshop director. Everyone eats with him. Could it be that he will harm everyone?
On the other hand, the Yip family, an out-of-town company, came from a small city, didn't they come to Shenghai just to make money?

Could it be for charity?

Some people also think that Ye's word of mouth does seem to be good, and what Lin Yi said is also reasonable.

What they want is a stable job and income. Even if Wansheng Pharmaceutical is acquired, as long as Ye's does not affect this, there is no problem.

To put it bluntly, as long as there is a job, money to earn, and food to eat, then everyone can accept it.

People with different viewpoints quarreled, and no one could convince the other, and the factory manager's ears were about to explode.

"Okay, okay! Stop arguing!"

He was rasping, his voice was a little hoarse, and he said angrily with red eyes, "We are just part-time workers! Even if there is something for this factory, do you think you can change anything if you make such a fuss?"

"I really don't want you anymore, what can you do? Ah!"

He roared and turned to look at Lao Gao: "What can you do? Say it! Can you still force them to want you?"

Old Gao blushed and trembled.

"They don't want us, there are always other companies!"

He took a deep breath, "I don't believe it, but Ye Shi is a good person?"

"Anyway, I won't vote for this vote!"

After speaking, Lao Gao took the lead and left. Many people followed him and left, not willing to vote at all.

Anyway, they went on strike and the production line stopped. They just lost wages, but they didn't care how much Ye would lose. When Ye felt distressed, there would always be a chance to negotiate terms, right?
Seeing the old seniors leave, the rest of the people, even if they want to vote, have no choice.

The factory manager patted his thigh and sighed angrily.

Others don't know, but he understands that capital will not bow its head and give in just because these workers are on strike. In today's society, the most indispensable thing is the bottom working people.

They went on strike, Yeh could completely replace them, and find some workers again, the big deal would be to spend some money on training, really they can't afford to lose?

Do you really think you are that important?childish!

too naive!

But it's not that he hasn't said this, no one listens, who can listen to it.

"You guys, you killed yourself!"

The factory manager scolded, didn't want to take care of it anymore, and left.

The production workshop continued to stop.

Some people were not convinced and listened to Lao Gao's insistence. Some people worried that they would be the ones who would pay for these actions in the end. Some people felt that they would not be able to survive. Even if they had no salary for a month, their families would be in a bit of a bind.

Lao Gao led the people away from the factory building and arrived at the door.

"Old Gao, do you think we can force Mrs. Ye to give up?"

"Yeah, that guy said just now that Mrs. Ye won't let us go, can you believe it?"

Lao Gao glanced at him and snorted, "Do you think you can believe what these capitalists say?"

"Let me tell you, this Ye family is famous for being cruel and ruthless. They were able to occupy a part of Shenghai's market in a short period of time. What method do you think they used?"

He pretended to be mysterious, and said in a low voice, "They are all ruthless people who eat people without spit out their bones, understand!"

A dozen or so workers turned pale, and nodded with a vague understanding.

Apart from smoking and bragging during their breaks, they would not have imagined things of that level, but now hearing what Lao Gao said, all kinds of terrible things suddenly filled their minds.

"Okay, if everyone persists for a few more days, Mrs. Ye will give up. If they can't get the goods, they won't cooperate with Wansheng Pharmaceutical. At that time, everything will return to the original state."

Lao Gao waved his hand and let the crowd disperse.

His face was a little tired, his lips were pursed and his eyes were complicated, and he made everyone else leave before he was about to leave on his electric bike.

In the distance, Lin Yi sat in the car, watched Lao Gao leave, narrowed his eyes slightly, followed immediately without saying anything.

The place where Lao Gao lives is a bit dilapidated, not far from the factory area, and it takes only ten minutes to ride there.

He parked the electric car, carefully put on another lock, looked back a few times, and went home after making sure that there was no problem. Obviously, for him, this electric car was already considered his very valuable property.

When people reach middle age, the things that can sustain their lives are often the most important.

"I am back!"

Lao Gao opened the door and yelled. There was no trace of fatigue in his voice, but a hint of a smile, "How is today, are you happy?"

Hearing the sound, a boy came out of the room. He seemed to be ten years old, but his walking seemed unsteady, crooked, as if he might fall at any time.

Lao Gao didn't reach out to help, but just squatted down: "Slow down, Dad is here!"

"father!"

The boy threw himself into Lao Gao's arms and hugged Lao Gao tightly, "I didn't fall today, not even once."

His face was flushed, and he was obviously very happy. For him, walking without falling down was already something worthy of praise.

"Awesome!"

Lao Gao laughed loudly, "Let's persevere, and soon we will be able to walk and run smoothly!"

"At that time, Dad will take you to play football, okay?"

"Great!"

After putting down his son, Lao Gao went to the kitchen, where his wife was cooking.

"Have you taken your son's medicine?"

"Not yet, there are only three days left, can't you buy it yet?"

The wife turned around with a worried face.

"I have asked someone to buy it, and it will arrive in two days. Give it to him first, otherwise he will feel very uncomfortable when it hurts at night."

The son is uncomfortable, and the parents will only suffer more.

"What about the money? This imported medicine is too expensive, and we don't have much money."

"I will find a way for the money,"

Lao Gao waved his hand, not wanting to say this to his wife, "Don't worry, our factory has received a big order, and there will probably be a lot of bonuses next month."

Hearing this, the wife breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, feeling a little better.

Lao Gao didn't say anything, walked to the living room and saw his son sitting on the ground playing football, he immediately adjusted his expression.

"Come on, let's go out and play football!"

He supported his son and walked slowly to the door, only to see a person sitting on his electric car.

(End of this chapter)