Chapter 157 Stock Subscription



Chapter 157 Stock Subscription

Wen Zhu stood up suddenly and rushed over to stop it.

After two years of training, she had become much faster, but at a distance, she was still a step behind.

Qian Jingsheng reacted faster than her. He took two quick steps and kicked the small stool in his hand over.

The chair that was about to hit Wen Hong on the head was deflected and only slightly brushed his shoulder.

Wen Hong groaned, but still stood straight, giving people a sense of convincingness for no reason.

Several other workers who were planning to cause trouble also rushed forward.

Most people chose to turn a blind eye, while some workers helped to dissuade them.

Those who cannot be persuaded will still be furious and want to cause trouble for the person in charge, or beat others to vent their anger.

Wen Zhu stood closely beside her father, holding the homemade electric baton her third brother had given her, keeping her on guard. This was legitimate self-defense, and it was set to the lowest setting, non-lethal. Anyone who dared to come close and hurt her father would be killed with a single shock.

As a result, there was no place for her to use her skills.

Except for the moment when he was caught off guard and his shoulder was brushed by a chair, Qian Jingsheng basically held down all the rioters who came forward afterwards.

Wen Zhu just breathed a sigh of relief.

A worker with an angry look on his face approached from behind.

Qian Jingsheng was concerned that these were workers and not enemies, so he did not take any harsh measures. He just stopped them and gave them a proper lesson.

When he saw the person approaching quietly from behind Wen Zhu, his pupils constricted.

Before I could remind him, the man had already come up with a chair and smashed it down hard.

"Um."

There was a muffled sound of a heavy object hitting flesh, accompanied by an imperceptible groan from a man.

The chair did not fall on Wen Zhu because Qian Jingsheng subconsciously blocked it with his back.

He could have kicked it away without getting hurt, but he was too close to Wen Zhu and the others, and if he couldn't control it well, it would easily deviate from the direction and still hit her.

So he chose the most direct, but dumbest method, to block the attack for her.

Someone nearby quickly restrained the worker who was hitting someone.

"Zheng Fang, you're crazy! No matter how unhappy you are, you can't hurt anyone! If someone dies, what will happen to your family?"

The eldest brother brought the police and took away all the troublemakers.

The person called Zheng Fang was at a loss. He threw his chair to the ground and pointed at the figure that flashed by in the corner. "I... I... it was her. She said that if we don't allow him to subscribe to shares and stop him from doing this, we can still have the stable job and keep getting paid like before!"

Wen Zhu glanced and seemed to see a familiar figure slipping away.

Now she had no time to chase him, so she looked at Qian Jingsheng.

"Brother Qian, are you okay?"

Qian Jingsheng looked normal, but his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Seeing Wen Zhu's worry, he shook his head at her and gave her a reassuring look.

"I'm fine."

"Let me take you there first to see if you have any broken bones."

Qian Jingsheng refused, "Let's finish the meeting first."

Wen Zhu was indeed worried about his father being alone, so he stopped trying to persuade him.

Wen Hong covered his shoulder, but his expression did not show any sign of retreat and he remained firm.

His voice was sonorous and powerful when he spoke into the microphone.

"We are all brothers and sisters who have fought and struggled together. We don't want the factory to collapse. This is our hope!

But the factory can’t pay wages, and what we make can’t meet the current demand, so we have to make changes.

We have to eat, we have to feed our children! We have to live!

So, if the factory can't sustain itself anymore, we have to find a way to get it back online. That's why we have the stock option! Although it requires a certain amount of capital investment in the early stages, everyone should believe that it will be a good thing in the long run! We can all be the boss and have a say, and we will make money for ourselves in the future!

If you want to make money, support your family, and are willing to give it a try, please raise your hands! If you agree to subscribe for shares, please raise your hands!

The core staff led by Wen Hong were the first to raise their hands.

Some hesitated, some whispered, and some were confused and at a loss.

But this is a screening process, and those who are brave and knowledgeable will eventually stand out in the trend of the times.

Gradually one, two, three, four...

At least half are willing to subscribe for shares.

In the end, those who do not accept the reform will receive their overdue wages and be paid and leave at an agreed time.

After the exercise, when they returned home, Wen Zhu quickly asked her father and Qian Jingsheng to undress her to see how serious the injuries on her shoulders and back were.

Wen Hong waved his hand.

"It's okay, the stool didn't hit me. The atmosphere needed it, so I covered my shoulder."

Wen Zhu: ...

She was really worried just now, but I'm glad everything is okay.

Jiang Qin was still a little worried when she heard it, "Come here, let me take a look."

So he dragged Wen Hong and closed the door.

Wen Zhu knew that her mother did this on purpose because she was afraid that Qian Jingsheng would feel uncomfortable.

After taking off his shirt, Wen Zhu glanced at his back and gasped.

The back was all bruised and I didn't know if the bones were broken, but he remained calm and said it was okay.

"You call this okay?"

Wen Zhu was angry, distressed, and a little self-blaming.

The tone of his voice couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

Qian Jingsheng sat upright on the chair with his back straight, not daring to move. When Wen Zhu asked him if it hurt here or there, he could only shake his head.

Or “It doesn’t hurt.”

Wen Zhu checked and pressed with her hand. Fortunately, the bone was not injured, otherwise she would have been really guilty.

[Ahhh, Sister Wen, don't reward him! This isn't an inspection, it's a loving caress!]

[Hahaha, I purse my lips because I’m afraid I’ll laugh too much and you’ll see me!]

[Look at his hands, look at his hands, they're trembling and clenched into fists!]

[I pounced on him, pinched his chin, leaned close to his ear, and said to him, "Man, you've successfully caught my attention!" He must have barked twice! I really want to see a well-behaved big wolfdog! Hahahaha!]

[Beep beep beep beep——]

......

Wen Zhu: ...

No matter how thick-skinned she was, she blushed.

Why would this barrage of comments come out to watch the fun? They're a bunch of troublemakers. They just say whatever they want.

[Believe it or not, if you tell him to give him medicine now, he'll be so happy he'll die! He'll definitely be secretly happy!]

[Just press it, and he's already red and warm! Even without pictures, the truth is there. Look at his face, his neck, his ears, aren't they red?!]

Wen Zhu was relieved to see that no bones were injured, and asked tentatively, "Let me apply medicine for you."

"Need not."

"How do you wipe your back yourself?"

Qian Jingsheng agreed, "Well, thank you for your hard work!"

Wen Zhu took a glance and saw that his ears were indeed red.

Wen Zhu smiled, her peach blossom eyes sparkling brightly.

So cute.

Not sure, why not try it again!

Qian Jingsheng felt a chill on his back, but the touch of the hand applying the medicine was even more noticeable. He slowed his breathing, not wanting to offend Mingyue in his heart.

But ever since she knew what he was thinking, her every move, every frown and smile seemed to be a tease to him.

She has such a pure mind, how could she deliberately draw circles on her back? It must be that I have impure thoughts and am overthinking it.

Qian Jingsheng used his strong willpower to clear his mind of the chaotic thoughts and sat up straight.

But when her hand fell again, she couldn't help but stiffen her body, her neck turned red, and her heartbeat became irregular.

Plop, plop, it starts again.

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