A car accident, our family of three crossed

On the other side, several of Hang Shuheng’s classmates returned to the county town and went home.

As soon as Zhang Ziming got home, he asked the servants about his father's whereabouts. When he learned that his father was in the workshop, he immediately went to his own workshop.

The Zhang family's workshop was not originally large, but after the Wan family was raided, the Zhang family spent a large sum of money to buy the Wan family's woodworking workshop. After the two families merged, the scale of the workshop gradually expanded.

As soon as Zhang Ziming arrived at the workshop, he saw that the workers in the workshop were all working hard and there was basically no much communication between them.

Recalling the state of the workers working in the workshop in Shangtang Village, he saw that each of them was full of energy and chatted with each other from time to time. But even so, they did not neglect the work at hand.

Some people even hummed little tunes while doing their work, and they didn't look tired at all.

He looked up at the sky. At this moment, the workers in Shangtang Village were probably still sleeping on the kang, while his own workers were still working in the hot sun, sweating profusely.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly, there was some commotion ahead, and several workers gathered together, shouting something.

Zhang Ziming vaguely heard words like heat stroke or fainting. He hurried over to check, "What's going on? What's going on? What are you all doing here?"

"Oh! The young master is here, the young master is here."

The workers made way, and Zhang Ziming saw a man sitting on the ground with a pale face, looking at a wooden stake. He did not look well.

"What's up with him?"

One of the workers said, "Young Master, it's too hot today. He suddenly collapsed. He might have had heat stroke."

Zhang Ziming pondered for a moment, then ordered: "You guys, carry him to a cool place first to cool him down."

After giving the order, he turned around to look at the workers who were staring at him eagerly, waved his hand, and said, "It's too hot right now, all of you go to the shade and take a break for 25 minutes before going back to work."

Upon hearing this, all the workers looked at the young master in disbelief, thinking that they had also suffered from heatstroke and were experiencing hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.

They have always worked day and night, and the managers wish they could do two things at once. This is the first time that the boss has allowed them to take a break.

Zhang Ziming looked at the crowd and saw that after hearing his instructions, not only did they not show any joy, but they were all in disbelief, which made him feel a little complicated.

"What? You didn't understand me? Put down your stuff and take a rest."

His tone suddenly became heavier, and the workers were sure that this was not an illusion, it was all real, and the young master really told them to take a rest.

All of a sudden, everyone went from being in disbelief to being flattered, and they all nodded and bowed to the young master who seldom came to the workshop.

"Thank you, Young Master, thank you, Young Master..."

Everyone put down their work and stayed in a cool place. The noise was so loud that it immediately attracted a manager.

When the manager arrived, he swung the short whip in his hand and shouted loudly: "What's going on? This is outrageous. Who told you to stop and rest? Hurry up and work for me..."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked from behind and fell to the ground.

"Who is it? Which bastard dared to kick me? This is outrageous."

The manager struggled to get up from the ground, picked up the short whip that had just fallen from his hand, and turned around to teach the person who kicked him a lesson.

But as soon as he turned around, he froze, holding the short whip high in his hand, but he didn't dare to swing it down, "Young, Young Master..."

"Who are you?" Zhang Ziming didn't expect the manager of his own workshop to be so arrogant. "Who are you planning to hit with this whip?"

After saying this, he kicked the manager to the ground again.

"Young Master, calm down. I just wanted to teach these bastards a lesson because they dared to be lazy."

"I asked them to rest. Do you have any objection?"