Upon hearing this, Zhang Guoqiang became anxious and rushed out to explain to the crowd.
"Don't listen to Wu Shufen's nonsense! I didn't sell the factory, this is a collaboration..."
But the workers below were already in an uproar.
The factory has been operating non-stop these days, and everyone knows that this is because the factory's inventory has been sold off.
For six consecutive months, the factory only paid basic wages, and the total amount they received was less than fifty yuan, yet they had to give eight hundred yuan to a newcomer.
There was a stir among the crowd, and questions arose one after another.
At this moment, Lü Shouqian, heavily pregnant, walked to the door, leaned on the railing, and put on a pained expression.
"Fellow workers! I, Lü Shouqian, am so sorry! While I was recuperating these past few days, someone took advantage of my absence and resorted to underhanded tactics! They signed a contract that humiliates and betrays our factory! They're going to give away the last bit of our factory's assets to outsiders! Eight hundred yuan! Eight hundred yuan! That's enough for how many of our workers' monthly wages? Enough to buy our factory a piece of equipment we desperately need! Can we let her take this money?"
As he spoke, he pointed to Zhou Qiqi, who had come out.
Zhou Qiqi was wearing a suit today and carrying a leather bag she had sewn herself. She looked like a young lady who had returned from studying abroad. The workers immediately became enraged, waving their fists and shouting:
We can't let her take it!
"This shady contract is void!"
"Get out! Don't you dare leech off our workers!"
"Down with the corrupt officials! Protect the factory's property!"
Many of these people were relatives of Lü Shouqian, who just collected wages without doing any work and echoed his sentiments.
Many workers, unaware of the truth and provoked by the promise of "money sharing," even shouted at Zhang Guoqiang.
"Deputy Factory Director Zhang, how could you do this! How can you face everyone?"
The scene instantly spiraled out of control. Zhang Guoqiang's face turned ashen, and he tried anxiously to explain, but his voice was drowned out by the angry shouts.
Several agitated workers even tried to rush inside, but were stopped by security guards. The atmosphere became even more tense during the scuffle.
Zhou Qiqi became the target of public criticism, with many people spitting in the direction she was standing.
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