110 Begging Is Useless (2/2)
An hour later, five large buses pulled up in front of the main gate of Luo's Workshop then parked in a row.
”Hey, they're here!”
Zhang Dashan jumped to his feet excitedly and walked at a brisk pace to the main gate.
Seeing the manpower alighting from the buses, Chu Yunxiong was astounded. He commented to Xiao Luo, ”Luo, your friend over there is not to be sniffed at.”
Xiao Luo chuckled back, ”He just so happens to know the boss of a bread factory. Taste Buds is currently undergoing expansion, and their boss was forced out of business. He had to declare bankruptcy and lay off all his workers. Coincidentally, since we need workers here, Zhang Dashan asked around in his circle of friends. They came to an agreement, and the boss quickly sent his men over to us.”
”It looks like I shouldn't underestimate any of you,” Ge Zhongtian laughed, hearing this explanation.
Xiao Luo had nothing more to add. He had not expected Zhang Dashan's connections to be so widespread. It was indeed proof of what Zhang Dashan said before; his three years working at the bank were not for naught, and many of his work contacts were leaders of their own businesses. In terms of networking, he completely bested Xiao Luo.
When they saw more than 300 people streaming out of the five buses, Luo's Workshop's original workers all went pale in the face. Even Wang Tiechui, who had been keeping morale up and loudly advocating for the strike, went utterly ashen.
How did this happen?
How did they find so many workers to replace them at their jobs so quickly?
No, this could not be happening! This could not be happening! This was their livelihood!
”President Xiao, we know that we were in the wrong and admit our mistakes. Please, don't fire us.”
”We won't protest. We won't ever protest again. As long as you don't fire us, we will agree to anything.”
”President Xiao, please forgive us!”
The cries and wails of their pleading resounded from the main gate. If not for the security personnel, then the massive steel gates would have collapsed under the weight of five hundred workers desperately begging.
”You have balls to beg now,” Zhang Dashan cursed at them harshly. ”I understand my brother's temperament, and if he said he was going to fire you, then he meant every word. You all screwed yourselves. You gave up perfectly good jobs to run out here and go on strike. Get out of here, and don't try to stick around.”
”Big Brother, please help me. Plead my case to President Xiao. My family has 6 people in it, and they are all living off what I earn. I can't afford to lose this job. Please, I'm begging you,” a man pleaded tearfully. He grabbed onto Zhang Dashan's leg like a child as he wept.
Zhang Dashan let out a long sigh. ”Bro, I'm sorry to hear that, but there's nothing I can do for you. My brother has made his decision, and nobody can change his mind now. You had better start looking for a new job.”
Pushing the man away, he made the security personnel open a small side entrance and let in the new workers.
”People, you don't have to bargain with them!” Wang Tiechui shouted in a timely fashion. ”There are other opportunities elsewhere. Luo's Workshop is facing imminent collapse, and there's nothing great about working here. If they want to fire us, so be it. We can just find work elsewhere.”
It would have been better if he'd stayed silent. With these words, the workers were reminded that they were in this situation now because of Wang Tiechui's instigation.
”Wang Tiechui, go f*ck yourself!”
The man who had been weeping at Zhang Dashan's feet just a moment ago wiped the tears from his face. He rushed straight at Wang Tiechui with a piece of broken brick, which he picked up off the ground. He raised the brick up high then smashed it down viciously on Wang Tiechui's head.
”It's all because of this son of a b*tch and his nonsense that we lost our jobs! Get him!”
The anger of the mob was aroused, and they rumbled toward Wang Tiechui like a raging tide.