C328 (1/2)

Ximen Yu was extremely excited, he immediately waved his arm and shouted: ”I'm here, quickly come and save me.”

The staff all rushed forward and stopped outside the crowd. It was very quiet and no one shouted loudly. Suddenly, a girl waved her arm and shouted, ”The act of impersonating a Chinese god is done by Ximen Yu, all the employees of our factory can prove it. Down with Ximen Yu! ”And the consumer's economic losses!”

”Down with Ximen Yu! ”And the consumer's economic losses!” The hearts of these employees were very much in sync, their voices loud and powerful, feeling that they were not here to save Ximen Yu, but to ”exterminate their relatives”. Those consumers were moved, and also joined the team that was denouncing Ximen Yu.

One wave was like the other. All the spearheads were pointed straight at Ximen Yu.

Ma Yuming was so touched that he was about to cry. It was all because of his efforts as the factory manager that the employees were willing to help him without hesitation. Otherwise, it would take more than a week to explain himself.

”Everyone, quiet down.” Lu Kou rushed forward and asked: ”Ximen Yu, with the witness and evidence here, why don't you compensate me with the money?”

Ximen Ying, Ximen Hao and the more than twenty Death Soldiers standing beside Ximen Yu were all somewhat dumbfounded. No matter how strong they were, they were afraid of being attacked by two thousand people. They would be trampled to death by just one person. Fighting would definitely be impossible, and he wouldn't be able to win. Escape? That was even more impossible. There were all kinds of vehicles blocking the way, making it impossible for even a drop of water to leak out. That... It seemed like the only thing he could do was to compensate, but Ximen Yu was not willing to do so.

Seeing that Ximen Yu's handsome face was warped, it could be seen that he was struggling intensely inside, Ximen Ying said carefully, ”Second Young Master, now that things have gotten to this point, it means that the yellow mud has fallen into his pants, it's not sh * t, it's sh * t. If we don't admit it, we can forget about leaving this place alive today. ”

Ximen Yu clenched his teeth: ”But if we admit to it, there is a high possibility that we will lose everything along with Ximen Family, and there is no way to compensate the loss to our reputations.”

If he were to take out the money that was in his hands, it would be no different from digging out the flesh on his body. How could he not feel the pinch in his heart?

Ximen Hao laughed bitterly: ”Second Young Master, with Qingshan around, there is nothing to be afraid of. ”There's no time to worry about that now. This factory definitely can't make any more money, so let's just sell it.”

Even his family had been taken care of. If the old man Zhu knew about this, wouldn't he still be scolding him for being a spendthrift? Ximen Yu muttered and said loudly: ”I will compensate you with money.”

Was it as simple as losing money? How beautiful.

Lu Kou, Jing Shan and the others clamored, insisting that Ximen Yu should tell them all about the fake Chinese god. This was undoubtedly a slap on his face, looking at the crowd that were riled up, Ximen Yu felt extremely embarrassed, and wanted to find a hole to hide in.

All of this was because of Ma Yuming. Damn, how could there be people from the police? He actually said that the police had controlled the scene and wanted him to hurry over. This was clearly deceiving him. If it wasn't for him, would he have come over? If he didn't come over, would something like this happen? The more Ximen Yu thought about it, the angrier he got.

Lu Kou, Jing Shan and the others exposed Liang Hao's plan to remove the shares, letting everyone understand one thing, the Chinese Divine Spirit was started by Liang Hao, and only he had the formula.

Who was Liang Hao, and where was he? Almost everyone had the same question in their minds.

If there were reporters shooting the whole process, then the consumers wouldn't be at ease either. A box of 888 yuan was no small amount. They wanted Ximen Yu to promise them everything, and only after finding a pen and paper and signing their names could they be considered to have let Ximen Yu go.

In the reception hall of the Kangle Health Products Processing Plant, for a week's time, there were consumers who came to refund their money. As long as you hold the invoice, you can refund the money. Of course, this refund was definitely not the original price. If the consumers were hurt, then who was going to compensate? After a round of bargaining, the money was refunded at 1000 yuan per box.

But even so, the crowd still did not disperse, they all rushed into the Kangle Health Products Processing Plant, and got Ximen Yu to immediately refund them. Ximen Yu was helpless, he immediately took out tens of millions from the bank and threw them all out. And this was only the first day. Then what about the second day, the third day, and the seventh day? This amount of money was not a small amount for anyone.

Furthermore, in this incident, the employees of the factory had all turned their backs on him and stood within his opponents' camp. This was something Ximen Yu did not expect. You ate my food and drank my wine, and I'll return the money to you. You've done me in, how can there be such a thing? Too despicable, too shameless.

Ximen Yu could not take this lying down, since you guys are so heartless, then don't blame me for being unjust.

On the second day, Ximen Yu went to the bank early in the morning, withdrew another 100 million yuan of cash and returned to Kangle Health Products Processing Plant. When the public announced that from today onwards, Kangle Health Products Processing Plant was closed, all of the employees' salaries would be settled on the spot, and there would no longer be any connections in the future.

The staff were all excited, but there was nothing they could do about it. As the boss, with a shortage of funds and no ability to manage anymore, failure was a very normal thing to do. They all took their share of the salary and left. The originally bustling factory was left with only a bunch of consumers chasing after compensation.

Ximen Yu obviously didn't need to personally ask about these matters, nor did he have the mood to care about them. In the meeting room of the factory, Ximen Yu gathered Ma Yuming, Yang Hongwei and the rest and asked: ”This time, the factory has closed, everyone think of a way, how do you plan to auction out the factory?”

Does anyone else want this crappy factory? Everyone looked at each other, sighing endlessly.