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Several workers also wanted to play some violence with Lin Chuan, thinking that the young boss was weak and easy to bully.

They squinted at Lin Chuan like rascals.

"I'll give you a face, right? You want to fire us? Believe it or not, we're all done. I'm just taking some of your waste and selling it for money. Why are you chatting with us,

When we are the boss you are the boss, when you are the boss you are nothing! "

Lin Chuan was really disgusted by their shameless faces.

However, he just snorted and said coldly: "Okay, then ask the workers around you, who wants to leave with you, I will never stop them.

Moreover, you are stealing the property of the factory and violating the security regulations of the factory. It is light to fire you. To be honest with you, I didn’t want to use any of the workers in this factory.

I am very happy and very happy that there are those who resign voluntarily. Now I will give you this opportunity! "

Who would leave with these rascals.

Such a good job, where do they go to find it?

Lin Chuan gave them enough benefits, how could they get such good treatment in other units?

Not sure if you can find a job.

At this time, the onlookers began to shout loudly: "We won't leave with these thieves, it's shameful!"

"It's not that bad. They steal things and sell them for money. It's not a day or two. If the family conditions are not good, they just go to gamble!"

"Just let them go, they're just scum!"

Those scoundrels who were scolded by the crowd were all deflated like eggplants in autumn.

I don't think they can get everyone's support for their words.

As a result, he was severely beaten in the face.

He couldn't even lift his head, and he didn't even have the courage to look at Lin Chuan.

And Lin Chuan didn't want to see them, so he said coldly, "While I'm in a good mood, get out of here, or I'll let you take back all the things you stole in the past!"

Frightened, several workers hurriedly threw down the bags, and ran out of the factory in dismay amid the ridicule of everyone.

Only Song Qinglin was left, standing there with a face full of pain.

I only invited relatives and friends to dinner yesterday to celebrate being the deputy director of the factory. Today, he was dismissed by the boss. Does this make him still embarrassed?

Lin Chuan ignored him and walked directly to the workshop.

Song Qinglin hurriedly followed behind and kept explaining.

"Mr. Lin, I know I said something wrong today. The reason is that my concept has not changed, and my thinking is still in the past mode. If you give me another chance, I will definitely correct my attitude!"

Lin Chuan suddenly stopped, the indifference in his eyes was like the cold metal around him.

"I made you the deputy director to protect my interests. You and all the workers are living on my wages. If my interests can be stolen and sold at will,

It's still a matter of course for you, what would you think instead? It's like someone stole the rice from your house because they couldn't get enough to eat. You said you were right, but when you die of starvation, the person who stole your rice will know who you are. "

Song Qinglin also understood this truth, so he could only lower his head and reflect on his own fault.

Lin Chuan glared at him with contempt, and said coldly: "Immediately set up a security department for me tomorrow, hire more security guards, preferably rehabilitation soldiers, in the future, a screw in this factory will not be allowed to leave the factory!"

"I understand. Thank you Mr. Lin for giving me this opportunity. I will work hard in the future. Thank you, Mr. Lin, thank you, Mr. Lin!"

Song Qinglin finally felt relieved.

He vowed to cherish this rare opportunity and never let Lin Chuan feel disappointed in himself again.

Lin Chuan just shook his head helplessly.

If it wasn't for the right time to employ people, he would never have given him this opportunity.

But after Lin Chuan inspected the production progress, he was still very dissatisfied.

He said to Song Qinglin coldly: "The progress is too slow to talk about, the quality of the products is really unsatisfactory, we are now a private enterprise, we entered the market through competition,

This is not the machine in the production plan. It can be delivered. We have to provide quality assurance. What is this production? "

Song Qinglin's heart in his stomach jumped to his throat again.

But he also thinks what Lin Chuan said makes sense.

"Mr. Lin, you're right, if workers continue to work with this mentality, not only will they be eliminated, but even factories will be eliminated.

I have an idea to add professional skills assessments in the future, and those who pass the assessments will continue to be retained.

Another is to promote a group of hard-working old technicians, and ask them to bring out a group of good apprentices. Slowly, they will replace all other workers and inject fresh blood into the factory! "

Only then did Lin Chuan nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "That's right, this job is left to you, and all the textile machines at hand are reworked for me!"

"Okay, Mr. Lin, I'll arrange it right away!"

So there was nothing to see, Lin Chuan also dragged his slightly tired body back to his den.

Only by seeing the happy smiles of Lin Wanyu and Zhouzhou, and Qin Mengying's tender and considerate attitude, will Lin Chuan feel happiness from the bottom of her heart.

It is only at this time that his mind will settle and he will have more ideas.

At this moment, the propaganda film of the army was playing on the TV, but Zhouzhou was fascinated by it. When the national flag was raised, Zhouzhou actually followed suit and saluted the national flag.

Zhouzhou, who is less than five years old, seems to like these things very much.

Even when I saw the tank in the picture, I asked around.

Even Qin Mengying couldn't help laughing and said: "This child will definitely be a soldier in the future. Seeing this, he won't even eat!"

Lin Chuan laughed and said: "It's good to be a soldier, train yourself, and serve the country. I support this, but it's our Wanyu, baby, tell Dad, what do you like?"

Lin Wanyu pursed her lips and smiled shyly: "Dad, I like the violin!"

It can be seen that Lin Wanyu is preparing to take the literary route.

It would be great if she could become a violin artist in the future.

So he immediately encouraged: "Okay, tomorrow Dad will find you an art class to learn the violin!"

Lin Wanyu jumped up in surprise.

"Dad, really? Can I really learn the violin? Great, great, thank you Dad!"

Qin Mengying hurriedly smiled and said, "You can be quiet for me, there are still people living downstairs, don't jump around, and you are the master of the house. Whatever the child says, do what you want!"

Lin Chuan just laughed without saying a word.

In this era, those who can play the violin are the children of nobles.

His precious Lin Wanyu is destined to be a nobleman, forever noble.