To make up for the debt owed to Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

"So, how much money do you have?"

The woman said with a hint of pride, "We get paid by the number of items."

As for how much each piece costs, the aunt refused to say, and no one else could find out either.

Later, a rumor spread from somewhere that the people Lin Qingping hired were paid one yuan per piece.

How can that work!

The factory erupted in chaos!

Their monthly salary is only 30-odd yuan!

These people earn one yuan per piece of clothing. If they only alter one piece a day, wouldn't that be enough to match their salary? If someone is quick, they could alter two pieces a day and earn 60 yuan! With overtime, wouldn't they be making 180 yuan a month?

This money originally belonged to them!

How can we let outsiders profit from this!

When self-interest is at stake, human nature is revealed. It's unclear who started it, but complaints began to circulate among the workers: "It's all Feng Debao's fault. If he hadn't instigated us, why would we have gone against the factory?"

"Yes! What did we gain from doing all this? Feng Debao didn't even give us a cup of tea!"

"Exactly, they didn't even give us a single cigarette!"

"I regret it so much, what should I do?"

"If we apologize to Section Chief Fu tomorrow, will we still be allowed to work?"

"I...I want to go to work too."

Suddenly, the area under the basketball hoops in the floodlit basketball court was filled with people from the workshop, all talking about the matter.

Feng Debao, having somehow gotten wind of the information, rushed over.

As soon as people saw him, they remembered the image of him covered in swill, and instinctively covered their noses and ran away, creating an "air barrier" around Feng Debao.

"You..." Feng Debao angrily stretched out his sleeve, "Smell me! Where do I still smell bad? Where do I still smell bad?!"

The group didn't say anything, but answered his question by covering their noses.

"Fine!" Feng Debao put the matter aside. "Let's not talk about this anymore. I heard you're all going to surrender? You're so disloyal and spineless! What happened to sharing weal and woe? What happened to advancing and retreating together?"

For a long while, no one spoke.

Feng Debao thought he had scared them off and was very pleased with himself. "I knew it! We're on the same page! Let's continue tomorrow! Xiao Wuzi, remember to bring your chess set tomorrow, let's play a couple of games!"

Xiao Wuzi, whose name was called, hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, "Brother, tomorrow... I don't want to cause trouble anymore."

"What did you say?" Feng Debao jumped three feet high. "Say it again."

“I said, I don’t want to make a scene anymore, I want to go to work!” Xiao Wuzi said with his head down. “My wife has scolded me, saying I’m stupid for not making money. If I keep acting like this, my wife will divorce me.”

"Your wife is just a woman! What does she know? You're listening to your wife? Comrades, we need to have a broader perspective! We need to think about the long-term future of the factory..."

"You're not the factory manager, how would you understand the long-term prospects of the factory?"

Just as Feng Debao was about to deliver a lengthy speech, someone suddenly chimed in with a sarcastic remark.

Feng Debao's face immediately turned bright red.

"Exactly! They talk about sharing joys and sorrows, but we haven't tasted the joys at all!"

"Exactly! Even the sunflower seeds we eat at work, we have to buy them ourselves."

"That's right! If I don't go to work soon, I won't even have any sunflower seeds to eat. I need to earn some money to buy sunflower seeds!"

Once someone started it, complaints poured in like a flood, and the floodlighted stadium was practically boiling over.

Seeing that he couldn't control the situation any longer, Feng Debao glared at his henchmen and demanded, "Ahua! Liu Dagao! Meizi! Are you going to betray us too?"

Of the three, one said, "Brother, I can't help it, my mother scolded me," another said, "Brother, my wife doesn't have enough milk, and my baby needs formula, which is so expensive," and the third said, "I'm sorry, brother, I need to... I need to save up for my dowry..."

Feng Debao was furious. "Fine! Get out of here! All of you, get out!"

It was just a casual remark in anger, but who knew that the floodlit basketball court would suddenly be deserted, leaving him all alone, standing forlornly under the basketball hoop.

"You...you're being unreasonable!" Feng Debao angrily turned and walked back.

Halfway there, I glanced at the apartment building next to me, went inside, knocked on a door, and started complaining as soon as I entered, "I'm so angry! They're all ungrateful bastards, they quit their jobs and were bought off with a few dollars!"

"What's the rush?" the man's voice rang out. "Let's try another method..."

the next day.

As soon as the factory's work bell rang, the workers entered the workshop one after another.

This time, it was unprecedented. Everyone was dressed neatly in their work clothes, no one was carrying chess sets or playing cards, and no one had sunflower seeds in their pockets. They came with long faces and uneasy expressions.

However, when they entered the workshop, they found that the dozen or so temporary workers had already started working at their workstations.

"Why are you all up so early?" Mei couldn't help but ask.

The older woman who answered me yesterday didn't even look up, saying, "Getting to work! Why aren't you here sooner? The faster you work, the more you earn!"

"That's right, we also wanted to work overtime tonight, but Master Lin wouldn't allow it."

According to them, Lin Qingping taught them how to alter clothes, but they didn't know what Lin Qingping's position was, so they called her "Master".

These words made the worker who came in even angrier.

Yes! These temporary workers were hired by their Master Lin! And what about the permanent workers? They don't even have the qualifications to do any work! They have to beg that young, blond girl!

They'll humiliate her back then, and now they'll humiliate her back in the same way!

As they were all pondering silently, Lin Qingping arrived, followed by Gu Youlian and Du Gen.

The large group of people standing in the workshop all turned to look at the three of them.

Seeing that the three people completely ignored them and went to watch the temporary workers work, they all became anxious, pushing and shoving each other and urging one another on.

Finally, a woman who looked honest and kind came forward with a smile and also called out "Master Lin".

"Master Lin, look at us..."

Lin Qingping turned around, pretending not to understand anything, and after a while, nodded as if she suddenly realized something. "Oh, you can just keep sitting there. You can chat or play chess, whatever you like."

"But..." the eldest sister looked troubled.

"It's alright! I have about twenty people here, they'll arrive tomorrow, you all go about your business!" Lin Qingping seemed very easygoing.

What are they so busy with?

Moreover, some unscrupulous people are already thinking: This woman clearly understands but is pretending not to, right? She's just deliberately playing hard to get! Putting on airs!

So what? Even if they're putting on airs, they're the ones who bullied others first, so why shouldn't people fight back?

The older woman had no choice but to explain more clearly, "Master Lin, it's like this, we want to come back to work properly. Is there anything we can do for you?"