Chapter 217 Just a Misunderstanding
The timid director turned around and instructed several of his supervisors who usually seldom beat or scolded the coolies to convey the matter.
Yes, he himself didn't even have the courage to go to the window and shout at the rioting crowd.
What a fucking waste!
The fat boss cursed in his heart. If he didn't think it was more important to resolve the riot outside at this time, he would have beaten up the director right now.
But he had already secretly decided in his heart that after the matter was settled, he would not only dismiss this director, but also go back and give a good "education" to that concubine who promoted the virtuous without regard to relatives. He had to vent his anger.
After hearing the order, the supervisors did not dare to have any objections. When they heard the solution proposed by the boss, they all thought it was feasible. In order to survive, the supervisors immediately shouted loudly towards the window.
Time just ticks away.
"Hoo~!"
The boss exhaled the last puff of his cigarette, pressed the butt into the exquisite glass ashtray, and picked it up to admire the two beautiful and sexy mermaids painted on it from a close distance. An obscene smile appeared on his face, and his mood became even worse.
Damn it, I almost succeeded in the last auction, but in the end it was snatched away by those idiot Celestial Dragons. I heard that they actually took it back and put it in the fish tank to race with the piranhas. What a waste of resources!
When can I buy a mermaid to play with?
Damn it!
"Humph! It's time for a cigar, how many people are left outside? Haha, a small riot can scare you all into such a weak state, you are really useless."
Hearing that there were no more debt-collecting voices outside, the fat boss smiled confidently.
"Boss, outside, outside... I haven't seen anyone leave! They have already started piling dry firewood in the corner to prepare for the fire!"
"Bang!"
The ashtray fell to the ground and broke into pieces of glass.
"How is it possible? They are just a bunch of lowly peasants! How could this happen? How dare they!"
Seeing that the boss, who was originally full of confidence, now showed a somewhat frightened expression on his face, the faces of everyone in the room instantly became paler.
The fat boss patted his face to calm himself down, and the fat on his face rippled.
He first endured it and waited for me to arrive today before suddenly launching the attack. But in the face of my tried and tested strategy, he remained unshakable and still maintained a united front.
This?
Are they really the same group of coolies who allow themselves to be manipulated at will?
"Damn it! There must be someone behind this, otherwise they wouldn't be able to be so united. This is definitely not a spur-of-the-moment decision. This is clearly an organized and premeditated riot!"
Business is like a battlefield. The boss has worked hard in the business world to achieve his current success. He is definitely not a stupid person. He immediately saw the crux of the problem.
"Boss, I know who it is. I know who is causing trouble with them!"
At this time, a supervisor with a pointed face and monkey cheeks squeezed in front of the boss and the general director and said as if to seek credit.
He was able to stand out at a time like this, so he must be a useful person. The boss looked at the ugly and thin man in front of him and asked:
"You know it, but why don't you just tell me? Do you want me to teach you?"
"Oh, I dare not! I dare not!"
The supervisor said in panic, then quickly ran to the window whose glass had already been smashed, and carefully looked out of the window.
Fortunately, the house was designed to take into account possible riots on the construction site. It was built like a sturdy little fortress, and the railings outside the windows were welded with steel bars as thick as forearms. Otherwise, simply blocking the door would be useless.
"Boss, come and see. The leader must be that green-haired kid! His name is Gilder Tezulo, and he has never been a quiet guy! He has only been working here for a few months. I don't know how this kid can make these hundreds of strong men willingly obey his orders."
The supervisor introduced with a flattering look on his face.
Looking at the green-haired young man outside the window who was commanding everyone with high spirits, he couldn't help but recall the scene when he had a conflict with Tesoro not long ago.
The supervisor couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the other person's face covered in blood, staring at him without saying a word, with eyes like a man-eating beast.
The fat boss lit up another cigar and started smoking. After a long silence, he suddenly smiled and said:
"Go and ask him to come forward and talk. Isn't he asking for money? Just tell him that I want to talk to him about salary and discuss how to resolve this situation in a way that is more secure for both of us."
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Hearing what the other party meant, Tezoro frowned, thinking quickly in his mind about what tricks the black-hearted boss might play.
"Brothers, come with me. Everyone stay alert. In addition to getting Bailey, don't believe anything the other party says! We must make a quick decision. After all, this is not a lawless area!"
Tezulo spoke clearly to the four leaders of the group beside him.
"Okay, Luo, you're smarter than us, we'll all listen to you on this matter!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Tezulo, we'll do whatever you say."
Several rough men nodded in response, put down the firewood in their hands, and followed Tezoro towards the window.
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"Haha, you are Tezulo, right? Not bad, not bad. You are really a hero when you are young. I didn't expect that you have such great prestige among the workers at such a young age. Would you like to consider working as a supervisor for me in the future? Not only is the work easy, but the salary is more than twice what you are making as a laborer now."
Through the iron fence, the black-hearted boss stroked his moustache and said fearlessly.
If it were before, Tesoro might have been tempted for the sake of money, but now he has seen through the face of this black-hearted businessman. The salary was supposed to be paid every two months, but it was delayed again and again. More than half a year has passed, and he still hasn't received a penny.
Tezulo's plan to save money now only needs the salary of the next six months to be fully collected! As long as he gets this salary that belongs to him! He can finally help Stella redeem herself!
That's why Tesoro is so anxious.
It just so happened that other workers were also suffering from the boss's behavior of withholding wages, so Tesoro began to persuade everyone not to believe the boss's promises anymore, and that they must launch a riot in order to have a chance of getting their wages.
"No need to say any more nonsense! Pay me back! Now! Don't force me to set fire!"
As Tezulo spoke, he pulled out a lighter and lit the fire.
The fat on the boss's face trembled. He didn't expect that the young man would be so tough and didn't even intend to give him any face. He suppressed his anger and continued to say with a smile:
"Ahem, young man, don't be so impulsive. This is a misunderstanding. It was all caused by those supervisors. I have dealt with them. I asked you to come here to settle your wages and to clarify the matter and resolve the misunderstanding between us. But we have to work out a plan to pay the wages, right?"
Several people looked at each other, wondering, is this boss so easy to talk to?
Seeing the boss' sincere attitude, could it be true that, as he said, it was all the supervisors' fault, causing everyone to misunderstand him?
As everyone thought so, their attitude softened a lot.
Seeing this, the boss showed a barely perceptible smile.
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