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Chapter 27 Negotiations
In the office, Payton glanced at the three people in front of him.

The person in charge of the company and the director of the factory, Megan Old, the logistics director and deputy director of the factory, Belfgang, and the chairman of the workers' association, Tucker.

Recalling the lively scene and the enthusiastic emotions of the workers before they drove into the factory.

It seems that these workers are in high demand for this job!Payton thought in his heart, maybe this could be a bargaining chip for him.

The old Megan looked at Mr. Chris with some hesitation. He had organized the whole factory before, so that Mr. Chris could feel the enthusiasm of these workers for their work.

Of course, it can be regarded as a small threat.

They can warmly welcome you, the "new boss" and "savior", or they can tear you up, a damned "capitalist", after learning that the factory has been disbanded.

"Mr. Congressman, I don't know what requirements you have for the company's next arrangements."

Mr. Chris smiled slightly and said, "Don't ask me, your boss is not me!"

Speaking, Mr. Chris gestured towards the three of them in the direction of Peyton.

The three of Megan looked at Peyton, and they were a little stunned at first, thinking that the new boss was joking with himself and others.

Peyton looked at the three of them calmly, and said, "Get to know each other, my name is Peyton Chris, your boss!"

Hearing Peyton's introduction, Belfgang, the chubby logistics director, suddenly showed excitement: "Oh, the author of the devil personality, the super genius writer of the Federation!"

"I am your loyal book fan!"

"I've heard you're from Birmingham, didn't expect you to be our boss, that's pretty cool!"

When the worker chairman heard the words, he also showed an expression of enlightenment. Although he didn't like reading books, he had heard about Peyton's reputation.

Peyton's home base in Alabama, where his fame is most prominent.

In the end, the old Megan didn’t consider Peyton’s status as a genius writer. He was just thinking, if the boss was a young kid, a genius writer, and not an old and cunning politician, would it be more sympathetic? ?
Will their factories need to be disbanded?
Peyton didn't care about Belfgang, who showed an excited expression. No matter how enthusiastic this person was, he had to replace his own staff in finance and logistics.

Of course, if this person is sensible, in order not to cause confusion, Payton will not be stingy with his pension.

Peyton directly met the old Megan's gaze, and said directly: "Dirk Megan, has worked in the factory for 36 years..."

After hearing the information reported by Peyton, the old Megan said seriously: "Yes, sir, you understand it very accurately."

Peyton looked at him, his voice flat: "Now we need to reach some consensus."

"You say!"

"First of all, the current situation of the factory is very bad. A large number of products are accumulated, the workers' attitude is not positive, and the market does not recognize our products. This factory is a big hole!"

Megan opened her mouth, just about to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

Because what the other party said was not bad at all, the situation in the factory could only get worse than this.

On the other hand, the worker chairman Thaker protested a little excitedly: "Our workers are very serious about their work, you can't talk nonsense!"

Payton heard this and turned to look at him with calm eyes.

Facing such calm eyes, and the two bulging clothes behind Peyton wearing black windbreakers with their hands on their chests, it seems that a weapon may be drawn out of them at any time, and they are staring at him with scorching eyes.

Tucker's tall body like a brown bear couldn't help but tremble, generating a trace of coldness. He forced himself to bite the bullet, his face was still flushed, but he lived up to the excitement before, and he didn't know if he was ashamed because he was cowarded.

"God told us not to interrupt others indiscriminately, it's impolite!"

"People who are impolite will not be respected by others, and they will often not have a good ending." Peyton said coldly.

When Mr. Chris heard this, a black line couldn't help but appear on his face. He was very sure that God hadn't said this sentence.

But he didn't interrupt Payton's words, because he knew that Payton was establishing his prestige.

Right at home, he had seen Peyton repeating it over and over again, tirelessly practicing what he was going to say, with great seriousness.

Such a serious appearance also reminded Mr. Chris of his first speech in school. At that time, he spoke far less calmly than Peyton.

"Without a survey, there is no right to speak. Talking about workers' slack, I have done a survey, 67%, this figure is familiar, this is the attendance of last month, just attendance, excluding those who slipped away after clocking in, Or smoking during working hours, gathering people to play cards, drinking and fighting..."

Hearing these words, Tucker's complexion was extremely ugly. He has confirmed that the new boss has definitely done a detailed investigation, and these situations are the status quo of their factory.

Peyton's voice didn't stop, as if he wanted to describe how hopeless the workers in this factory were.

"At the beginning of July, during working hours, more than a dozen of our workers were detained for drinking, and last month there was an accidental fire caused by a worker's dereliction of duty...these are clearly recorded."

"Mr. Tucker, do you want me to say more? This is what you call a serious worker!"

Tucker's face was flushed, but he didn't know what to say.

Peyton continued to add, with a knife in his heart: "Note, I said last month including the previous situation. I didn't say this month's attendance and current situation, because I have already taken into account the fact that last month's salary was suspended. .”

"At the same time, I know that the current situation is far more shocking and hopeless than what I said!"

"As the president of the Workers' Association, you, Horanko Thaker, are to blame!"

Saying that, looking at Tucker, who was already a little dazed, Peyton shook his head, continued to look at Megan, and said, "Director Megan, am I right?"

Megan hesitated for a while, and said with some difficulty: "You are right!"

Peyton stared at him coldly: "You said that such a hopeless and terrible factory should be shut down immediately?"

"Just cleared everything out, I earned my investment back, and then cleared my last month's paycheck with these hopeless workers!"

"No! No!" Megan shook her head quickly, feeling a little agitated.

"Mr. Chris, if they lose their jobs, they will have no other source of income. Their parents, wives and children will move out of the apartment and live in the park..."

Looking at Megan who was talking about the suffering of these workers, Payton just shook his head: "I sympathize, but only sympathize."

"It has nothing to do with me. It is impossible for me to support them. They are not my family."

"Just like Mr. Megan, you can stand here, beg and cry, express their suffering to me, and beg me to rescue them, but Mr. Megan will never sell his house and car to help them?"

"Language is priceless, and there is no price to pay. Why does Mr. Meghan think that he can exchange my real money for assistance with no price?"

Megan was a little speechless and didn't know what to say.

As Peyton said, he can plead unscrupulously here, but if he is asked to sell his property and really rescue the workers, he cannot do it, and his family will not agree.

Peyton's hard heart also made Megan realize that this little boss is not kind.

Peyton glanced at the three of them and said, "Okay, since you all have nothing to say, go down and inform the workers."

"Don't think about inciting them, let them control their emotions, the police station is not far away!"

"If they lose control of their emotions and do something illegal, I will not show mercy. My father has many friends in Mike Prison." Peyton threatened lightly.

Old Megan was a little lost, and the other two couldn't accept the result.

Not only are their workers about to lose their jobs, they are also about to lose a decent, privileged job.

(End of this chapter)