He felt that Lam Yat-fung's smile gave people a very uncomfortable feeling.

What are you doing?

"What are you doing loitering around downstairs all day long?"

"Do you believe I'll call the police and have you arrested!"

Upon seeing Lin Yifeng, Wang Zhaowu jumped up and down. He had just been kicked out of the factory by the factory manager, and seeing Lin Yifeng made him extremely upset.

"Whoa!"

"You're so hot-tempered!"

Lin Yifeng chuckled; it seemed Wang Zhaowu had been bullied at the factory.

Too!

The meat processing plant employees blocked the entrance to the McCauley store and put up banners to prevent people from entering. The plant manager was bound to know about this, and it was only natural that Wang Zhaowu would get a scolding for it.

"Get out, get out now!"

Don't come looking for me again!

Wang Zhaowu waved his hand impatiently, but Lin Yifeng wasn't angry. He crossed his arms and leaned against a bicycle, saying calmly, "Whether you're angry, furious, or even cowardly, it doesn't matter."

"Your mood, your attitude, and even how you live in the future have nothing to do with me."

"But then..."

"I need your help now, and you need my help now!"

"ridiculous!"

"How could I possibly need your help?"

Wang Zhaowu sneered. He had absolutely no connection with Lin Yifeng, so why would he need Lin Yifeng's help?

"Oh, really?"

Lin Yifeng shrugged: "Looks like your wife wasn't telling you the truth!"

"Wang Zhaowu!"

"Your father is seriously ill, but we haven't had the money for surgery, did you know that?"

Lin Yifeng spoke slowly, but to Wang Zhaowu, it was like a bolt from the blue.

"What!!!"

Wang Zhaowu's eyes widened. His father was seriously ill?

Have you been unable to afford surgery?

How could he not know?

You might be thinking, how come you didn't know that?

"nonsense!"

"What's the point of telling you this when you're someone who doesn't even have a salary?"

"Can you come up with the money?"

Every word Lin Yifeng uttered was like a dagger piercing Wang Zhaowu's heart.

"What can you do if I tell you?"

"How is your father's condition?"

"And then what, watching him suffer, but not being able to afford the surgery yourself?"

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Why bother?

Lin Yifeng's words made Wang Zhaowu's eyes turn red. He glared at Lin Yifeng, looking like he wanted to roar but didn't dare to.

"Don't make that face, it's like I'm the one who made your dad seriously ill."

Lin Yifeng sighed softly, "I don't like to deceive people or make empty promises."

"I'm not afraid that you'll know my purpose."

"Simply put, the people who are currently demanding their wages at the gates of McCauley are not of enough standing, and they are unlikely to get their money back."

“But you are different. You are a veteran of the meat processing plant and an employee of the slaughtering area.”

Lin Yifeng paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "And you also have some confidential information about the meat processing plant. For example... some of the chickens slaughtered at the plant died of disease."

"This information is very important to me. I need this confidential information and I need your help."

"In return, I can help the meat processing plant pay all the back wages owed to you, so you can use that money to pay for your father's surgery and medical treatment."

"In addition, I can arrange a job for you, and the salary will not be lower than what you earn at the meat processing plant."

"And you have two things to do."

"One option is to join the ranks of those demanding unpaid wages and go to Fort Macquarie to block the door and demand payment."

"Secondly, you sell me the confidential information you know."

"Yes, you heard me right, it's sold to me, and I'll pay for the content."

After explaining his purpose, Lin Yifeng spread his hands, letting Wang Zhaowu make his own choice: "You can also choose not to trust me and continue to stay at the meat processing plant."

"Keep pretending you know nothing and let your wife take some of the blame."

"Continue to work at the meat processing plant, continue to have my wages withheld by the meat processing plant."

"I don't care, it's not like my dad is seriously ill and needs surgery."

"Whether the meat processing plant goes out of business or not doesn't really affect Wallace at all."

Lin Yifeng's words were dense, but every one was deadly: "To put it bluntly, the meat processing plant is already half dead. And McCauley is almost dead."

"After publishing criticisms of food safety issues in the newspaper and being blocked at the door by meatpacking plant employees demanding unpaid wages, how much customer traffic do you think Macburg will still have?"

Lin Yifeng finished speaking in one breath, put his hands in his pockets, turned around and slowly left: "I've said what I needed to say. The rest is up to you."

"My patience is limited; I can only give you one day at most."

"No, it's half an afternoon!"

"Tomorrow is May 3rd. If you're not among those blocking the gates of McCauley tomorrow, I'll take that as a sign that you've given up."

"Then I won't bother you anymore. You should live your life."

Lin Yifeng left, having said a lot of things that pierced Wang Zhaowu's heart before leaving with his hands in his pockets.

Wang Zhaowu was left standing there dumbfounded, at a loss for what to do.

A few minutes later.

Wang Zhao roared like a madman and ran towards his home.

...

"I've said all this, if Wang Zhaowu still doesn't agree, then I can only say I misjudged him."

Lin Yifeng, back at the Wallace train station shop, watched calmly as the meat processing plant leaders and employees negotiated at the entrance of the McCormick factory.

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