I was a daigou in the 60s

He pointed at the broken soymilk maker and gasped, "This is what happens to you, Xiao Dongqing!"

Shen Zhong and others standing nearby were so frightened that they stepped back one after another, fearing that they would be affected.

Xiao Dongqing looked at them calmly and said.

"Brothers, what Zhao Quezi destroyed is the tool you rely on for survival.

If this machine breaks down, that means someone loses their job and loses ten dollars a day in income.”

After hearing this, those who originally followed Zhao Cuzi began to waver.

Ten dollars is a considerable income for them.

Not to mention the promotion opportunities and doubled salary in the future promised by Xiao Dongqing.

They know that if they lose this job.

I will return to the days of doing nothing in the past.

Who doesn’t want a stable job and a bright future?

How could they give up so easily when faced with the opportunity provided by Xiao Dongqing?

At this moment, these former street thugs have new hope in their hearts.

An opportunity to change your destiny.

Some people raised their heads and stared at Zhao Quezi.

This is not the scene Xiao Dongqing wants to see.

He frowned and continued.

"I know you're afraid of him. After all, you've been bullied by him for a long time."

"But don't forget, he's just an ordinary person."

"He has two eyes and a nose just like us. There's nothing to be afraid of."

The people present became more excited and discussed in low voices with each other.

Zhao Quezi obviously felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

I couldn't help but shudder and took a step back involuntarily.

"You...you want to rebel?"

"Hurry up and kick Xiao Dongqing out! Take back our territory!"

Zhao Quezi shouted loudly, trying to maintain his authority.

But at this time, no one listened to his orders anymore.

Suddenly, one person bravely stood up and took the first step.

Seeing this, others followed suit and gradually forced Zhao Quezi into a corner.

Zhao Quezi wanted to escape, but found that he was surrounded by a crowd of people.

Soon, he was backed into a corner.

He held a hollow steel pipe in his hand, waving it desperately and threateningly.

"I'm warning you! I'm the Fire General, and many places hire me as a bodyguard!"

"If you dare to touch me, my colleagues will come after you and make your life miserable!"

A roar broke out from the crowd.

"Then you come and try it!"

"I've been displeased with you for a long time!"

"Brothers, come together!"

Although Zhao Quezi was very strong in fighting, he was still unable to withstand the combined efforts of everyone.

After a while, he was pinned to the ground by the crowd and beaten violently.

Dust rose up, accompanied by Zhao Quezi's screams.

Finally, when he could no longer resist, he was thrown aside.

"Throw him in!"

Xiao Dongqing said coldly.

So, Zhao Quezi was lifted up by the crowd and thrown out of the door.

Xiao Dongqing lit a cigarette and felt a little relieved.

Once the mechanized production line he plans to build is completed.

I can leave the daily chores to Liang Zheng, and I don’t have to come here frequently.

If problems arise in the future, Liang Zheng should be able to deal with them.

This incident also enabled the employees in the workshop to learn to solve problems by themselves, reducing Xiao Dongqing's burden.

After a short rest, Xiao Dongqing returned to the textile factory and sat in the office to prepare to write the announcement.

In order to ensure the smooth operation of the assembly line, he must find a soybean supplier as soon as possible.

Otherwise the entire production chain may be interrupted, affecting profits.

Just as he was concentrating on his work, Cao Yuanhua pushed the door open and asked with a confused expression.

"Brother Xiao, why did you do that last night?"

Cao Yuanhua looked helpless and sighed repeatedly.

Xiao Dongqing was completely confused.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Don't you know what you did?"

Cao Yuanhua said with a frown.

"Hey, Brother Xiao, why do you have to look for women from that kind of place?"

Xiao Dongqing wanted to explain, but felt that whatever he said would be wrong.

How could he tell others that those women were hired on behalf of Zhang Hong?"

"Isn't this the same as admitting that I'm involved?

"How did you know?"

Xiao Dongqing asked anxiously.

"Don't ask me how I know."

"Anyway, everyone in the factory is talking about it now. Even my sister-in-law has heard about it."

Cao Yuanhua said with a sigh.

Xiao Dongqing's heart sank suddenly, as if it was pressed down by a huge rock.

The misunderstandings grew deeper and deeper, and he felt extremely helpless.

"Here, take this."

Xiao Dongqing handed a written announcement to Cao Yuanhua.

“When you have time, please post it for me.”

Cao Yuanhua took the notice and looked at it carefully.

It turned out to be a cooperation notice about soybean procurement.

And the quantity was measured in tons, which made me open my mouth in surprise.

"Brother Xiao, what do you want so many soybeans for?"

At this time, Xiao Dongqing had already left the office and walked towards the workshop.

In the workshop, Su Zhilan was dragging a wooden trough with great effort.

Prepare to mix the collected cheap meat pieces with feed to feed the ducks.

She sweated profusely and worked hard, seemingly trying to forget the troubles in her life.

Aunt Su was leisurely cracking melon seeds and casually throwing the shells into the duck's trough.

"Zhilan, why are you working so hard? Can't you take a rest?"

She said.

Su Zhilan wiped the sweat from her forehead and forced a smile.

"It's okay. I'm used to it."

Aunt Su sighed.

"What is the purpose of us women living in this world?"

"I'm a widow. My husband died early. In recent years, many people have proposed to me. Do you think I can agree?"

"Being a widow for him for three years, I think I've done my duty, right?"

"But your man did something like that outside. Doesn't that make you a widow?"

"Zhilan, listen to me and don't work so hard."

"Just deal with it casually, and you'll still get your salary at the end of the month."

Aunt Su's words were like cold arrows, shooting straight into Su Zhilan's heart.

The news of Xiao Dongqing going to the Red Zone has spread like wildfire in the textile factory.

Su Zhilan knew that this matter could not be denied.

She wanted to argue, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something because the rumors were true.

"Auntie Su... stop talking..."