Qinglong District, an urban village.
Lin Yun's small workshop is located here.
It's not just Lin Yun's small workshop; Qinglong District in Shenzhen is the largest electronics wholesale market in the country, and many workshops of all sizes rely on it for survival, with many of them clustered in these urban villages.
Because the rent in urban villages is cheap and very convenient, people live upstairs and work downstairs.
It's 10 a.m., a time when everyone is working, and the urban village is very quiet.
Occasionally, you can see workshops with their doors open, where workers are busy at work.
Lin Yun and Xia Qingqing walked side by side and soon arrived at the location of Lin Yun's small workshop.
The factory that Lin Yun rented was a seven-story building with a space of about 100 square meters on the first floor.
At this moment, the gate was open, and the usual hustle and bustle was nowhere to be seen. All the equipment was gone, leaving only an empty and quiet space, along with some messy trash.
Just then, some voices suddenly came out.
"Tsk tsk, Ding Wei, Xiao Mei, I was saying the boss isn't here, so who are you working so hard for? Speaking of which, after this incident, Lin Yun probably won't be the boss anymore. It's uncertain whether this place will still be his, and we might not even get our wages this month. You're just working for free now..."
A young man's voice sneered.
“Zhong Liang, do you have any conscience? When we first came to Shenzhen and were bullied, who helped us? When we had nowhere to go, who took us in? It was the boss! Wages, food, lodging—the boss never shortchanged us in any way. And now you’re saying this…”
A young man's voice said in a deep voice.
"Alright, alright, Ding Wei, don't give me that. You're some saint, and all I know is to work and get paid. I've worked for a month and I still haven't been paid. Who can I complain to?"
The young man's voice from before sounded impatient.
“Ding Wei, Xiao Mei, Zhong Liang’s words may be harsh, but they’re for your own good. Lin Yun was fined a huge sum, and even the equipment was sold off cheaply as payment. This factory is definitely doomed. What’s the point of cleaning up that pile of garbage? Lin Yun owes us so much in wages; he might just run away as soon as he gets out of the detention center, and you’re still cleaning up here… I have to say you’re all incredibly stupid. A couple of days ago, when the higher-ups came to inspect the equipment, you tried to stop them. Could we possibly resist? And look what happened—you got a head injury. Who cares about you now? Do you really expect Lin Yun to pay for your work injury…”
Another young man's voice suddenly spoke.
"Boss... boss..."
Just as Ding Wei was about to say something again, he suddenly stared blankly at the door and stammered.
"Boss, Sister Qingqing, you're here!"
A girl wearing glasses was cleaning up the trash when she heard Ding Wei's words. She looked up and saw the two people at the door. She was immediately surprised and delighted.
The two people at the door were Lin Yun and Xia Qingqing.
"Ding Wei, Xiao Mei, thank you for your hard work!"
Lin Yun smiled slightly and said.
Then, Lin Yun looked at the other two young men and said calmly, "Zhong Liang, Li Zhengqi, you don't need to worry about me running away with your wages. Xiao Mei, go get the ledger and tally up their wages. I'll settle their wages now."
As he finished speaking, Lin Yun turned to look at the girl wearing glasses.
He operates with integrity and has only ever engaged in high-quality counterfeiting once. Even when making counterfeits, he never used the exact same appearance as others. When he was fined, he made sure to keep his workers' wages, and even went so far as to give a large discount on some of his newly purchased expensive equipment to a certain department.
"Okay, boss." The girl with glasses nodded quickly, then turned to get the ledger.
Seeing this, Xia Qingqing quickly went to help.
"It's not just our salary, but also others'. The two of us are here waiting for them..." Zhong Liang and Li Zhengqi were a little embarrassed to be overheard talking badly about others behind their backs, but they quickly remembered their mission over the past few days and immediately spoke up.
"Then you should notify the others to come over. I will settle their wages today as well."
Lin Yun nodded and said directly.
He had twenty-one workers in his small workshop, and he didn't care where the others had gone. Why was he so at ease letting Zhong Liang and Li Zhengqi stay here and wait for news for them?
"good."
Lin Yun's decisiveness left Zhong Liang and Li Zhengqi seething with resentment, but they could only nod in agreement.
Then, Zhong Liang took out his phone and started making a call.
"Ding Wei, is your head injury alright?"
Lin Yun turned around, looked at the gauze wrapped around Ding Wei's head, and asked with concern.
Ding Wei is nineteen years old this year. He is introverted but very stubborn. Once he sets his mind on something, he will not turn back. So, when the higher-ups came to inspect the factory's equipment that day, he, who is usually introverted, actually dared to go up and stop them from inspecting the equipment.
Seeing Lin Yun's concern for him, he immediately became flustered and waved his hands, saying, "Boss, it's just a minor head injury, nothing serious..."
Then, as if remembering something, he quickly said, "By the way, boss, you don't need to rush to pay my wages. I know you're a bit tight on money right now..."
"Boss, there's no rush to settle my wages..." Just then, Xia Qingqing and Xiao Mei returned with the account book, and Xiao Mei spoke up as well.
"Tch! Hypocrite!"
On the other side, after finishing his call, Zhong Liang saw this scene and immediately curled his lip in disdain.
What do you mean there's no rush to get married? You're a true saint! You might as well not get married at all!
They come out to work to earn money!
He despises people who want money and want to be saints!
"Zhong Liang, you..."
Seeing this, Ding Wei couldn't help but speak out in anger once again.
"Ding Wei, don't take his words to heart." Lin Yun patted Ding Wei on the shoulder, stopping him from speaking again.
There are some people you can argue with, but it will only make you angrier and it's pointless.
Zhong Liang is that kind of person.
"cut……"
Seeing this, Zhong Liang was even more disdainful. He loved to mock others and enjoyed seeing them become angry and speechless because of his words. Now, although Lin Yun was preventing Ding Wei from speaking, he was still very disdainful of him.
However, since the other party didn't respond, he didn't know what to say for the time being.
Two minutes later, a group of people arrived; they were Lin Yun's workers.
However, there was also a middle-aged fat man leading the group.
"Hey, Mr. Lin, you've just gotten out of the detention center?" the middle-aged fat man said in a mocking tone.
"Wang Wenchang, what are you doing here?" Lin Yun asked coldly, looking at the middle-aged fat man.
Last month, he entered the counterfeit market, and this middle-aged fat man was one of his rivals, who did him a lot of dirty work.
"Hehe, of course I'm here to bring my employees to collect their wages from their former boss. These days, there are too many heartless bosses, and I'm afraid my employees will suffer!" Wang Wenchang said smugly, glancing at the crowd behind him.
Clearly, these people have become his employees.
"boss……"
"Brother Lin..."
At this moment, some people behind Wang Wenchang called out in hushed tones, feeling embarrassed.
Ultimately, not everyone is as shameless as Zhong Liang. Of course, this also reflects Lin Yun's usual good treatment of his workers.
"Did you do the things at my factory?" Lin Yun asked, staring coldly at Wang Wenchang without looking at anyone else.
Leaving aside other places, just in this urban village, there are more than just one company making high-quality counterfeits. And he doesn't even make perfect imitations; many other workshops make perfect imitations. But when the relevant departments came to investigate, they only investigated his company.
The relevant authorities stated that they were unaware of any other incidents where someone had reported his factory.
Lin Yun wasn't stupid; he started working at eighteen and built a small business in five years. He had a vague feeling that there might be something wrong with it.
At this moment, Wang Wenchang's behavior made him unable to help but suspect the other party.
"Heh, it's no coincidence that you could think of this, you're a fool." Wang Wenchang sneered and said, "That's right, I did this. I warned you long ago that high-quality counterfeits are not a place for you to set foot in, but you didn't listen, and now you've ended up like this. Who can you blame?"
"Aren't you afraid I'll use the same method on you?" Lin Yun asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Haha! I dare to use this method against you, why would I be afraid of you using the same method against me? There are thousands of counterfeiters in Qinglong District, but some people can do it and some people can't. Country bumpkin, you should just go back to your country. Shenzhen is not a place you can navigate!" Wang Wenchang laughed loudly, then looked at Lin Yun with a sneer and said.
In the counterfeit market, using official power to deal with competitors is actually a taboo, because the market itself is illegal. If you use official power against others, others may also use official power against you. Wang Wenchang had already thoroughly investigated Lin Yun's background before he could act so recklessly against Lin Yun.
After saying that, Wang Wenchang turned around and was about to leave.
But then, as if suddenly remembering something, Wang Wenchang turned around, looked at Lin Yun, chuckled, and said, "Oh right, I also have to thank you for your cheap equipment. Equipment that costs one million was bought for only 500,000, saving us the break-in time and giving us a bunch of skilled workers for free. It's such a good deal, haha!"
A devastating finishing blow!
That's right! Wang Wenchang is just showing off!
It's satisfying to strike your opponent, let them know it was you who struck, and then mock them to their face!
It has to be said that Wang Wenchang is feeling extremely happy right now!
After saying this, Wang Wenchang turned around, intending to really leave!
"Wait a moment."
Just then, Lin Yun suddenly spoke up.
"What? Boss Lin called me? Is it because you don't have the money for your trip home? If that's the case, considering we're both in the same boat, I might be able to give Boss Lin some travel expenses..." Wang Wenchang turned around, looked at Lin Yun, and sneered.
"It seems Mr. Wang knows me quite well," Lin Yun said with a faint smile.
"So-so," Wang Wenchang chuckled, having already finished his act, he had no desire to stay any longer.
"Does Mr. Wang know how I initially established myself here?" A sharp glint flashed in Lin Yun's eyes as he asked coldly.
"What do you mean?" Wang Wenchang frowned.
"I've practiced martial arts since I was a child, and I have a bit of a temper. Mr. Wang, please be careful in the future. There's a saying you should have heard: 'Those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose.'" Lin Yun said calmly without answering Wang Wenchang's question.
After saying that, Lin Yun turned around and walked towards the factory.
"Xiaomei, Qingqing, calculate these people's wages."
At the same time, Lin Yun said calmly.
On the other side, Wang Wenchang's face darkened.
What did Lin Yun mean by that?
With no official power available, is this an attempt to threaten him with personal force?
"snort!"
Wang Wenchang's expression changed, and finally he snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Practicing martial arts since childhood? Does he really think he's Bruce Lee?
He's been in the underworld for so many years, how could he be easily intimidated?
However, better safe than sorry. He'll be on guard for now. If Lin Yun dares to make a move against him, he'll make sure the other guy stays in jail forever!
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