The management staff and Peng Mingshi were both stunned, not knowing what to say next.
Old Tang continued, "Oh right, let me put it into words for you. You're probably thinking this could still constitute a labor outsourcing, right? But outsourcing involves projects, not people."
"As soon as you deal with specific individuals, it can't be labor outsourcing. So you two are professionals from the Labor Arbitration Committee—tell me, what relation should I apply for labor arbitration under?"
In the end, these are just tactics to bully the honest folks; ordinary people have no way of comprehending what category of worker they actually fall under.
In fact, Old Tang highly doubted that the intermediaries and those responsible for hiring in the factories could clearly understand the myriad relationships defined in the labor contract law—that would take a specialized labor lawyer.
Everything is fine until you start getting serious; if you do get serious, at the very least you should have a basic labor relationship, either a direct labor contract with the factory or a labor dispatch arrangement.
Otherwise, the factory must be idiotic to outsource an entire operation to a so-called intermediary company without any business qualifications...
After thinking for a while, the management staff finally spoke up, "Then... then apply under the name of labor dispatch, and I'll file a case for you here."
"There, problem solved," Old Tang said disdainfully, after much talking.
With a wry smile, the management staff accepted another application form. Lawyer Tang really did have a sharp tongue.
And he wasn't one to let off when he had the upper hand.
After he left, the management staff turned to Peng Mingshi and said, "There, prepare yourself for the complaint, will you? How many times have I told you not to give the public attitude when working?"
"Now look what's happened. Lawyer Tang's complaint is bound to require a response, you...!"
Peng Mingshi, with a darkened face, said nothing. How did he end up with such a lunatic?
Outside, Old Tang had already started looking for the place to lodge his complaint. When he said he would complain, he meant it; if they could pull off a big job, then more power to them. If not, don't chicken out!
Zhao Bin had run out of ways to describe Lawyer Tang; in the end, he was demanding the other side to compensate ten to twenty thousand. Lawyer Tang was awesome!
Old Tang, oblivious to his thoughts, was now single-mindedly focused on making a big fuss.
He probably had his own set of rules by now, but it didn't matter; let's see if your rules are bigger or the law is stronger.
Or perhaps, providing you with the dream living environment you've always wanted would make you happier!