indescribable bubble

"Haha, today we are lucky."

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face got out of the car, "Call out the group of pig-headed men, there are new piggies here."

"Hanken, you and I will go out with me immediately and hand over the goods."

"Okay!" It was rare to go out for a stroll, and Hanken responded happily.

The pig-headed people in the factory gathered in the open space under the leadership of the supervisors. Morrison looked at them one by one and selected suitable goods.

"This one, the one next to it, the last one in the second row"

Following Morrison's yell, many big and sturdy pig-headed people were picked out.

After picking out most of the eye-catching pigs, Morrison pointed out three pigs including Toka.

"The three of them continued to stay in the factory. At the beginning, I picked out the ones that were picked up and delivered immediately, and the rest were handled according to the old rules."

Morrison gave an order, and the supervisors got busy.

Chapter 107Chapter 106 Better than him!

"Boss has worked hard!"

After a busy afternoon, when Hanken and Morrison returned to the factory, someone diligently delivered water.

"There's nothing wrong with the factory, is there?"

"everything is normal."

"Take care of the new pig-headed people. They need to be able to work within three days. The boss's target for this month is a bit high."

After Morrison gave some orders, he sat down and took a breath.

After drinking all the water in the cup, the man showed a tired look on his face.

Hanken looked at Morrison with admiration. He always thought that the boss was very capable.

Without Morrison's busy schedule to find them some extra income, just the wages paid by the stingy boss, the supervisors... still have to bite the bullet and continue to work.

"Damn it, raised the quota again? That vampire doesn't want to let the brothers survive!" A supervisor couldn't help it anymore, and he cursed.

"The boss has turned a blind eye to some of our small actions."

Morrison was silent for a while, and then persuaded.

"Hey, the point is that we are not worth it for you, Boss!" Someone said again.

"Sell experienced pig-headed laborers at a high price, and buy new-born piglets at a low price. After a period of training, sell high and buy low. During this period, you must complete the boss's unreasonable targets. Can ordinary people be able to do this? "

"Boss Morrison, with your ability to work in this processing plant, you are really inferior!"

"Yes, I think the boss is suppressing you."

"We obviously didn't do anything that harmed his interests, but he raised the quota again and again, and deducted wages if he couldn't do it. His conscience was eaten by dogs."

"Boss, why don't you go out and do it alone, all the brothers will follow you!"

Morrison sat there blankly. In fact, he was not willing to do so, but, alas, there was really nothing he could do.

Don't look at these people shouting fiercely, if they really want them to leave here and work alone with him, few of them would dare.

The supervisors here are all people with serious criminal records, and there are almost no other options except here.

Once you fail to work alone with yourself, everyone will have no way out.

Besides, how difficult it is to create a world of your own.

Before Morrison came to work for his boss, he had nothing but violence.

Later, seeing that everyone in the factory was living a tight life, I racked my brains to find ways to make money.

If he really wanted to go out, Morrison really didn't think of any other way except to go back to his old business.

As for opening a black factory like this to make money... Forget it, the water here is too deep, and if you don't do it well, you will be drowned.

"The boss is still good. Although the money is less, he always gives us a chance."

Seeing the heavy atmosphere, Morrison scolded with a smile: "Less one of you cry poor, so much extra money, just a little bit of deducted wages, are you willing to talk about it?"

"Isn't that aggrieved?" a supervisor muttered.

"If you feel aggrieved, let those pig-headed men do their best. If you work hard, you can still complete the target for this month."

Morrison waved his hand to stop the topic, "Where is Toka? Don't make him work, let him come out and cook for everyone."

"Toka, come here!"

"Eat and eat, don't think about those troubles."

"Boss, you didn't buy pork, did you? I work in this damn place every day, and I feel like throwing up whenever I see pork."

"Lock the door of the pigsty first, so as not to cause any trouble when we get drunk later. Hey, boss, you haven't forgotten the wine, have you?"

Everyone said something to me, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Someone set the table, Hanken brought peanuts and beer, and when Toka brought the cooked dishes to the table, the atmosphere reached its peak.

"delicious!"

"Toka, it's a pity that you are a pig-headed man, otherwise you must have reached the pinnacle of your life as a cook!"

"There's nothing to say about this stew."

Morrison took a sip of the soup, it was just ordinary cabbage tofu soup, but it tasted extremely delicious.

'I used to go to the hotel with the boss, and the skills of those chefs were not as good as Toka's. Thinking of this, Morrison was glad that he discovered Toka's talent at the beginning.

Otherwise, they would just sit around the table and eat the junk food they bought. How could they enjoy this kind of enjoyment.

"Toka, you are such a genius, we have never sold you in vain!"

After a few glasses of wine, someone blushed and patted the pig-headed man on the shoulder.

"Whoever dares to sell Toka, I'm in a hurry with him!"

"Haha, keep going, Toka, don't stand here stupidly."

"Eat, eat, eat!"

"..."

One day every month, the processing plant is full of laughter, and Toka is always envious of these humans at this time.

'Looks so happy'

The pig-headed man silently glanced at them and went back to cooking.

After drinking for three rounds, the supervisors fell to the ground in twos and threes, only Morrison seemed a little sober.

Seeing Toka come over to clean up the mess, he pointed to the leftovers on the table and said, "Take what you can't eat."

The pig didn't respond, but Morrison knew he understood.

Unlike other overseers who think Toka has a low IQ, Morrison always thinks this pig-headed man is quite smart.

Think about it too, how can a pig-headed man who can cook good dishes not be smart?

Morrison took a puff of cigarette, "Do well, Toka, you and I have known each other for four or five years."

Seeing the pig-headed man standing there stupidly, Morrison continued on his own: "When the next batch of piggies arrive, I will let you be their leader."

"Haha, when the time comes, you should train them well. Well, I can't let you do it for nothing. It's useless for me to give you the wages."

"Well, from next month, you don't have to work so late every day, and you can rest on time at seven o'clock in the evening."

"If you can't sleep, you can wander around the factory, and you are not allowed to go out."

The pig-headed man paused, and for the first time he looked at Morrison with emotional/colored eyes.

To be honest, this human being is really not bad to himself.

Other pig-headed people sleep in the pigsty, so they can have a small room,

Whether other pig-headed men can sleep depends on the mood of the overseers. He only needs to make it to ten o'clock.

And every time they ate leftovers, Morrison would give them to himself...

Toka moved his lips, trying not to speak.

"Is it any wonder why I'm so nice to you?"

"Hahaha, we have known each other for so many years, and we always have some feelings."

"Well, but that's not the point."

Morrison opened a can of beer and drank it down, "Excellent!"

"I've always thought that those who are capable will be treated better. Alas, the boss is so blind that he doesn't want to reuse me."

"Haha, let me tell you secretly." Morrison couldn't hold back after finishing the glass of wine.

"That guy's innate condition is much better than mine. In fact, I never thought highly of him."

"With such good conditions, he has devoted himself to several black processing factories. Do you think he is a waste?"

"If I stand in his place..."

As he spoke, Morrison's words became ambiguous, "If I had a chance, I would definitely"

"Better than him."

"huh, huh"

Chapter 108 Chapter 107 The World Is So Big

Outside the processing plant, the cat girl looked around anxiously.

In the past two days, she searched all over the nearby forests and found no sign of Bubbles. She had to think of a possibility that she had overlooked.

'Could it be that Bubble didn't go out that day, but ran into the factory instead? '

At the thought of this possibility, Keke became terrified.

The people in this factory are not serious people, if Pao Pao ran in alone, he might be sold.

Keke didn't want to give up hope, and she wanted to explore this black processing factory today just in case.

'There are people at the door, but the wall is not too high. '

If I was in a state where I was not injured, it would not be a problem to climb over the wall. Now...

'It's done! Keke grinned, the pain of the wound could not cover the joy in his heart.

'I haven't regressed yet. '

Thinking of this, the cat girl quickly patrolled.

Well, not here, over there, pigsty?

Seeing a group of pig-headed men curled up there in amazement, Keke shook his head and waved away the sympathy in his heart.

The most important thing now is to find the bubble, everything else has to step aside.

Cautiously entering the factory, Keke saw several drunken humans lying on the ground at a glance.

With a sound of luck, the cat girl walked in lightly.

There are quite a few rooms in this processing factory, and Keke doesn't have a key, so he can only stick it in front of the door, relying on his excellent hearing.

'no one'

'still none'

Time passed by, Keke felt a little depressed.

'Isn't Bubbles actually here? '

The cat girl suddenly heard footsteps, and she quickly hid in the dark.

A muscular pig-headed man passed her with a bowl, and Keke held his breath.