Chapter 1500

"Every day he fucking knows to order me to do nothing..." Zhang Fengyu stood up and ran outside the house.

"Big green hill, I don't have to fucking instruct them. They all know what to do!"

Wei Yiwen replied sour, then took the newspaper and read it.

……

After Zhang Fengyu left the house, he wandered around the yard, smoked a cigarette, peed, and then took one to go around the workshop. At this time, Zhang Fengyu suddenly saw a man enter the yard.

Zhang Fengyu looked up and down at the man and found that the man was not a worker in the factory at all, because Zhang Fengyu basically knew all the workers here.

"What do you do?" Zhang Fengyu stepped up to the man and looked at the man and shouted.

"I came to find my uncle..." the man replied with a very serious local accent.

"There is no your uncle here. Go out and turn left. There is a village. Your uncle is in the village!" Zhang Fengyu replied irritably.

"My uncle works here!"

"Can you wait outside? No one can see?" Zhang Fengyu shouted, pointing to the four big words on the workshop.

“……”

The man looked at Zhang Fengyu and then turned out of the yard.

Zhang Fengyu watched the man leave the yard, walked around the yard for two times, and then took it into the processing workshop.

In fact, many villagers come in at ordinary times. After all, what's going on here is no secret to the villagers of Zhaojia village, so Zhang Fengyu didn't take this man to heart, because he came to find someone.

"Wind and rain, what's the matter?" Zhao Dabiao smiled at Zhang wind and rain and asked.

"Uncle Zhao, you'll ask the workers to let go of their work later. I have something to tell them..."

In addition to loving the whole couple, Zhao Dabiao is really a good worker and has a good character. Therefore, Zhang Fengyu is very polite to Zhao Dabiao after getting along with him for so long.

"Yes!" Zhao Dabiao nodded heavily, then ran to the workshop and shouted at the top of his voice, "let's listen first. Manager Zhang has something to say..."

Two minutes later, Niutou looked at Zhang Fengyu in front of the workshop.

"Cough..." Zhang Fengyu cleared his throat, then looked at the workers and said, "in fact, it's no big deal. We've made this batch of goods for nearly a week. People have been urging the goods in the south, so I think everyone should work harder. Let's finish it today and save trouble..."

After Zhang Fengyu's words, the workers at the bottom were silent, because everyone understood what Zhang Fengyu meant by this. In short, he worked overtime tonight and didn't rest.

"Why? Why no one talks? Don't you like to work overtime?" Zhang Fengyu asked with a smile.

"..." no one spoke at the bottom.

"Well, just now, President Wei and I also studied it. As long as we can finish the goods tonight, I will give you a holiday. The shortest holiday is one month, and the longest may be a lifetime..."

After Zhang Fengyu said this, there was a voice at last, and everyone muttered in a puzzled whisper.

"Why? Our factory quit?"

At this time, a middle-aged man looked at Zhang Fengyu and asked.

"What's the matter? It's just something. We may stop production for a while..."

After Zhang Fengyu's words, the discussion below became louder. What does the sentence of stopping production mean, that is, they may have no place to make money. After all, all the workers here rely on this factory to maintain their home life, and this factory is their only source of livelihood.

"All right, don't study JB..." Zhang Fengyu saw that the discussion under him was getting louder and louder, shouted irritably, and then said: "even if you have a holiday, the salary will be open as usual. Then you can ask Uncle Zhao for money. If you have a month's holiday, you will be given a month's salary, and if you have a year's holiday, you will be given a year's salary..."

"True or false?" someone shouted at the bottom.

"I'm so fucking old that I can still tease you?" Zhang Fengyu replied speechlessly, and then asked with a smile, "is it a problem to add a class tonight?"

"No problem, no problem..." the workers shouted happily in an instant.

It's a good thing to give money on holidays. Who meets who doesn't fucking laugh.

"All right, I'll work overtime tonight. When shall we finish the goods and get off work? I'll work harder!"

"Ha ha..." the workers at the bottom burst into laughter, and then they all put on masks and went to do what they should do.

Zhang Fengyu saw the workers scattered, stood in place for a while, and then went outside the workshop with a mask.

"Wind and rain!"

At this time, Zhao Dabiao caught up, looked at Zhang Fengyu with a smile and shouted.

"What happened to Uncle Zhao?"

"That what..." Zhao Dabiao felt a little ready to talk and stop.

"Uncle Zhao, if you have anything to say, it's all old men. Are you suitable for me?" Zhang Fengyu said speechless.

"Ha ha..." Zhao Dabiao scratched his head and smiled. Then he whispered, "uncle, I want to ask if what you just said is true?"

"What is true?" Zhang Fengyu made Zhao Dabiao confused.

"That's what you said about paid vacation..."

"Ah!" Zhang Fengyu suddenly realized, then looked at Zhao Dabiao and said, "Uncle Zhao, come out with me..."

Zhao Dabiao hurriedly followed Zhang Fengyu.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Dabiao and Zhang Fengyu walked into Wei Yiwen's office.

"Do we still have cash?"

Zhang Fengyu shouted at Wei Yiwen after entering the house.

"Yes, I haven't taken the cash from the South last time..." Wei Yiwen returned.

"Ah..." Zhang Fengyu promised, then looked at Wei Yiwen and asked, "how much more?"

"You want money?"

"No, I said if you had enough, you would give uncle Zhao 300000..." Zhang Fengyu said carelessly while sitting on the sofa.

"..." Wei Yiwen looked back at Zhao Dabiao, and then walked directly in the safe without saying a word.

"Bang!"

Wei Yiwen kicked open the safe very simply and rudely, then took out a bag of cash and put it on the table. Looking at Zhao Dabiao, he asked, "why, something happened at home?"

"No......" Zhao Dabiao asked Wei Yiwen a little flustered.

"Then why do you want money?" Wei Yiwen was a little confused.

"Grass, it's not that he wants to borrow money. It's not that our factory will stop production soon. I want to get some money for uncle Zhao first, and then let the workers have a little bottom of mind. I think our factory is yellow..." Zhang Fengyu explained wordlessly.

"I can't even fucking understand. I thought Lao Zhao had something to do!" Wei Yiwen scolded irritably.

"It's all right..." Zhao Dabiao said with a smile.

"Just take the money and send it to the workers by month..." Wei Yiwen pushed the money bag in front of Zhao Dabiao.

Zhao Dabiao looked at the cash in front of him and was silent. Then he bit his lips and looked at Wei Yiwen.

"What are you waiting for? It's too little?" Wei Yiwen joked with a smile.

"No, Mr. Wei, is something wrong with our factory?" Zhao Dabiao asked in a low voice.

"Ha ha..." Wei Yiwen patted Zhao Dabiao on the shoulder, then smiled and explained: "nothing, you don't have to think much..."

"That's nothing. Why did you stop production? Isn't it the peak of demand?" Zhao Dabiao asked with a stubborn expression.

"...." Wei Yiwen looked at Zhao Dabiao and said in a low voice: "In fact, there's nothing wrong. Isn't there something wrong in our city a while ago? The leaders at the top have changed, so let me restrain a little. You say we can't restrain this thing. I think we'd better stop for a while, and then wait for the limelight to pass, and we'll continue..."

"Is this what general Ye means?" Zhao Dabiao asked with a frown.

"Why, don't you believe me?" Wei Yiwen asked with a smile.

"That doesn't matter. Just do it. Just do it..." Zhao Dabiao patted his chest and breathed a sigh.

"Ha ha..." Wei Yiwen looked at Zhao Dabiao and smiled without talking.

In fact, compared with Wei Yiwen and others, Zhao Dabiao has deeper feelings for the factory. First of all, he eats by this. The factory is gone. He even has a problem with his life, not to mention his current life. He can't even compare with ordinary farmers. Moreover, Zhao Dabiao spent almost most of his life in the factory. Who doesn't have any feelings, regardless of the problem of money ！

Ten minutes later, Zhao Dabiao left Wei Yiwen's office with the money bag in his arms.

……

In a small forest next to the zhaojiacun factory.

"What's going on over there?" a middle-aged man in civilian clothes sat in the car and looked at the young man beside him.

"Just now our people went in and said that there were workers producing..." the young man replied expressionless.

"Bata Bata..."

The middle-aged man tapped the lighter on his hand, then turned to look at the man on the back seat and asked, "are you sure there's someone inside?"

"Yes!" the man nodded very definitely.

"Is the workshop in?" the middle-aged man then asked.

"I didn't go in. Those people were very vigilant. They kicked me out as soon as I entered the yard..." the man replied.

"..." the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and then dialed a telephone number.

"Hello!"

After the phone was connected, the middle-aged man shouted very politely.

"Yes."

The conversation was lukewarm and agreed.

"Our people will squat here for two days. I think it's almost time to do it..."

"Make sure everything is safe. None of the people inside can run..."

"Understand!" the middle-aged man nodded and then put his cell phone.

"Captain, when shall we do it?" the young man next to the middle-aged man saw the middle-aged man put down the phone and asked.

"..." the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then turned back and asked again, "are you sure someone is?"

"Well, there must be someone, but I don't know what he's doing," replied the man in the back seat.

"Forget it, forget it, do it at 12 o'clock in the evening!" the middle-aged man shouted with his teeth.

11:30 p.m.

The middle-aged man sat restlessly in the car, holding the walkie talkie in his hand and staring at the front.

"Zilala!"

At this time, the interphone on the middle-aged man's hand suddenly rang, and then came a young man's voice: "Captain, when shall we start?"

"Have the workers gone?" the middle-aged man asked irritably.

"Not yet..."

"Why the fuck haven't you got off work yet!" the middle-aged man shivered and patted the steering wheel.

"No, let's just do it. When does the worker get off work..." the young man said impatiently.

"You don't understand a JB. It's all about guys. If we catch people, we must fight. What if we hurt the workers in the factory? What if they take the workers as hostages?" the middle-aged man thought about it and explained it very comprehensively, and then said quietly: "Where are you waiting, when the workers come out, and when we do it!"

"All right!" the young man replied.

……

At the other end, in Wei Yiwen's office.

"Snore... Puff..."

Zhang Fengyu and big green hill lie on the shabby folding bed, sleeping peacefully.

"Bang!"

"What the fuck are you doing? Don't let me sleep?"

Zhang Fengyu sat up and waited for his big eyes to shout at Wei Yiwen.

"I know to sleep every day..." Wei Yiwen yawned back.

"Why don't I go to bed in the middle of the night?" Zhang Fengyu looked at Wei Yiwen, a little helpless.

"Don't sleep. Go out and see how long it will take the workers to finish..."

"You fucking don't let others sleep when you don't get enough sleep!"

Zhang Fengyu whetted his clothes while he shouted at Wei Yiwen. When Wei Yiwen saw Zhang Fengyu getting up, he ignored him.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Fengyu walked into the workshop with his small eyes narrowed while yawning.

"Wind and rain, why haven't you slept yet?" Zhao Dabiao, who was on duty in the workshop, saw Zhang wind and rain coming in and hurried forward to meet him.

"Ah... I'll come and have a look..." Zhang Fengyu yawned and replied.

"Hehe, why don't you worry about me here!" Zhao Dabiao said with a smile.

"Don't worry, that old man doesn't worry..."

Zhang Fengyu replied impatiently, and then followed Zhao Dabiao around the workshop for two times.

"Is it almost over?" Zhang Fengyu handed Zhao Dabiao a cigarette and looked at the resting workers and asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's estimated that it will be finished in half an hour..." Zhao Dabiao took the cigarette and nodded slightly.

"Finish it quickly..."

"Well, if you're sleepy, go back to bed. Uncle is here to help you watch..." Zhao Dabiao said in a low voice.

"..." Zhang Fengyu looked at Zhao Dabiao, hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "forget it, I have to get up later when I go back. I'll wait for them to finish!"

"Ha ha..." Zhao Dabiao smiled and knew that Zhang Fengyu didn't want to go back, so he didn't persuade him anymore.

……

After midnight, 4 a.m.

The headlights in the workshop finally went out, and the villagers walked out of the yard in twos and threes.

"Zi..."

The sound of the walkie talkie woke up the middle-aged man who fell asleep in the car.

"Captain, the workers are out!" the young man shouted quickly.

"Good!"

The middle-aged man promised and then directly turned the key of the motor car.

"Buzz... Creak!"

The sound of the car engine and the sound of the tires rubbing the ground suddenly reminded me that the middle-aged man broke the steering wheel and ran directly in the direction of the factory.

"I see!"

They answered.

"Brothers, we have a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If they leave this time, we'll have a holiday when we go back, but if we can't catch it, I don't have to be the captain, so be careful, understand?"

"I see!"

"Let's go!"

The middle-aged man shouted, and then the first rushed into the yard.

……

On the other side, after seeing that the workers were gone, Zhang Fengyu originally planned to go back to bed, but suddenly felt that he knocked on the door with a kind of happiness, so he hurried into the toilet with toilet paper.

The factory toilet is basically similar to the one that is very common in rural areas. The construction of this toilet is very simple. Basically, it is to dig a pit on the ground and put it into a large water tank. Two stones are placed on the water tank. A most typical rural toilet was born. However, there are too many disadvantages of this toilet. The most important thing is that it stinks, And it's easy to jump on your body when you go to the toilet, so you don't use this kind of toilet in rural areas now. They are all relatively advanced.

After Zhang Fengyu entered the toilet, he found a squatting position and squatted down. Then he took his mobile phone and watched the live broadcast of those who slept in the middle of the night and sent some benefits.

Although the toilet stinks, Zhang Fengyu looks at the mobile phone screen. The whole person is obviously in a lot of spirit and is not in a hurry.

"Step on!!"

At this time, a slight step color occurred outside the toilet. Zhang Fengyu didn't think about it. He put down his cell phone and directly lifted his pants.

At the same time, on the road leading to Zhaojia village in the city, three or two domineering cars are driving at full speed.

"Why don't you answer the phone!"

With my mobile phone in my hand, I smashed the window like crazy, and my expression was very excited.

We got a call from Zhao Dabiao before we knew that something had happened to Wei Yiwen. If something had happened to them now, it must have happened to the factory in Zhaojia village. The factory is a small thing to me. Now I'm afraid that something would happen to Wei Yiwen and his people.

"You don't have to worry..."

Meng Liang, who was driving, frowned and advised me.

"I'm not in a fucking hurry!" I shouted at the top of my voice, then looked at Liu Rui and asked, "did Zhang Fengyu answer the phone?"

"No..." Liu Rui shook his head.

"Something must have happened!"

I gritted my teeth and scolded. Then I instinctively wanted to call Guo Siwei, but I remembered the moment I picked up my mobile phone. It's no use calling him now.

"I think they should have nothing to do. After all, uncle Wei has been an old Youzi for so many years..."

Meng Liang advised me.

"You know a few. Since they shot at Zhaojia village, it means that they must have prepared in advance, otherwise they don't dare to poke nonsense!"

I frowned and explained, and then rubbed my face. As soon as I was about to pick up my cell phone, my cell phone rang.

I looked down and saw that Zhao Dabiao called me. I quickly answered the phone.

"Hello? How's it going over there?" I asked anxiously after I answered the phone.

"The sound stopped here..."

"What about the man? How about the man?" I shouted excitedly.

“……”

"Talk, I'll fucking ask you, how's the man? Did he run out?" I shouted, staring at the beads.

"Leaf, don't get excited..." Zhao Dabiao whispered back to me.

"Where the fuck are you? How are you?"

"I heard it seems... It seems..."

"Like what!"

"I seem to have taken away two corpses. There is no living mouth. They are all carried out..."

"Ba Da!"

After hearing this, my cell phone fell directly to the ground.

"Leaves! Leaves!"

Zhao Dabiao's cry came from the handset, but I couldn't hear it.

"Over... Over..."

I looked at the distance with dull eyes and kept saying these two words on my mouth.

"Leaf, what's the matter?"

Knowing that something was wrong, Meng Liang turned to look at me and asked.

"It's over..."

I'm still talking about these two words.

"Leaves!"

Liu Rui pushed me and shouted loudly.

"Dead... Two dead..."

I stammered back.

After hearing my words for a while, everyone in the car was silent.

……

Ten minutes later, we arrived at Zhaojia village, and seven or eight police cars came opposite us.

"Stop!"

I shouted at Meng Liang.

"Creak!"

Meng Liang put on the brake and parked the car on the roadside directly. Gao Jia and Gao Jia also stopped the car.

When the last car in the police convoy saw us stop, he stopped slowly.

"Bang!"

I pulled open the door and ran straight to the police car.

"Leaves!"

Meng Liang sat in the car and shouted at me.

"Don't fucking follow me!"

I called back and walked to the police car.

"Creak..."

The window of the police car rolled down and a strange face appeared in my sight.

"Ye Han?" the man in the car looked at me with a smile and asked.

"..." I looked at the man and didn't speak.

"Bang!"

The man pulled open the door and walked down. I stood against the man for a few seconds.

"Ye always, introduce yourself, Lin Zhiyong, captain of the criminal police team of H Public Security Bureau..."

Lin Zhiyong reached out and took out two cigarettes, lit one for himself and handed me one.

"Who are you, Lin Yushu?" I didn't reach for the cigarette he handed over, but looked at Li Zhiyong expressionless and asked.

"Hehe... That's my uncle..." Lin Zhiyong took back his cigarette in embarrassment and said with a smile.

I took two steps forward, then clenched my teeth in Lin Zhiyong's ear and said, "your uncle is nothing in my eyes. You are nothing at all. Now you have successfully angered me. You fucking stepped on my line, you know?"

"Then what?" Lin Zhiyong asked with a smile.

"You'll fucking die!" I whispered.

"Threaten me, my president ye?"

Lin Zhiyong stepped back two steps and pretended to be afraid.