The impact is also worse, making people full of anger.

The anger of the employees was ignited because they were betrayed by the people they trusted the most.

Although this trust is more due to one's own lack of ability and helpless compromise with reality, it does not mean that it is false.

The influence of the trade unions on their minds has fallen from one extreme to another.

"Boss, there are a lot of reporters outside." Hearing the voice coming from the headset, Parker conveyed the news to Li Zhenyu.

Li Zhenyu ordered: "Secretary Xia, you handle it."

"Come in." Xia Zhuxi called two people and walked out of the gate carrying a box of money.

"Dear journalists, please come over here and I will answer your questions."

Xia Zhuxi invited everyone to the tin house on the left as soon as they entered the door.

Not long after, the reporters came out satisfied.

Everyone had a brand new white envelope in their trouser pocket, and the bulging "answers" inside were full of persuasiveness.

The farce of Ssangyong Motors is nothing new.

Rather than rehashing old stuff, it is better to accept the "white envelope".

"President Ni, the reporters have been dealt with."

Seeing the staff repacking the white bag, Li Zhenyu was still not used to this color.

It's obviously a happy event, why do we have to use a white envelope? It doesn't look auspicious no matter how you look at it.

"Zhenyu, my friend!" Quan Junxu, who had been waiting for a long time, finally arrived. With him as a bridge of communication between Li Zhenyu and the police, things became much easier.

In fact, Li Zhenyu basically didn't need to be told anything, he had already done everything.

All the handcuffed attackers were released on the spot and given a verbal warning.

The thin-looking captain ordered the team to withdraw.

Xia Zhuxi followed and stuffed the white envelope that she had prepared in advance into the car.

"Captain, please have a cup of coffee, thank you for your hard work."

Feeling the thickness of the white seal, the captain was very satisfied. "Kang Sangmida, what should I call you?"

"Ha Joo-hee, the president's personal secretary."

"Secretary Xia, this is my business card. If you have any questions, just call me. Tell Prosecutor Quan for me. I'm leaving."

After watching the other party leave, when Xia Zhuxi came back, the employees had already lined up again to receive their money.

At the same time, the attitude is completely different from just now.

If before I was attracted by them purely for the money, now I have more recognition and good feelings towards them.

Especially the dozen or so employees who had just beaten someone. If it weren’t for the president’s relatives and friends being there, they would have been taken away by the police.

"My dear friend, how am I doing?" Seeing the performance of the employees, Quan Junxu proudly took credit for it.

"Not bad, it would be better if we could arrive earlier."

The situation just now seemed to be an internal fight among workers, but in fact it was full of danger.

If someone is accidentally used as a target for venting, Li Zhenyu and the staff around him will be in danger.

What's more, there is so much cash on the scene as a catalyst.

Fortunately, they focused all their attention on Jin Guangchang, and the police arrived in time.

Quan Junxu has a good vision, and the people he finds are at least reliable.

A dozen people facing two thousand people, even if only a dozen people actually took action, it took a lot of courage to rush up and stop them.

There is no need for him to emphasize how bad the traffic in Seoul is; everyone living in Seoul should know that.

Quan Junxu really tried his best to get here from the Procuratorate so quickly.

"It's my treat tonight."

"Itaewon, my hands and feet have been feeling cold lately, and I'm in urgent need of your warmth, little sister."

Li Zhenyu glanced at him and didn't even bother to expose him.

He really needed warmth, but finding warmth was not a problem. Zhao Yingjun would be back soon, and then the two of them could keep each other company.

One is Heng and the other is Ha, it's just right to form a Heng and Ha duo.

After clearing out the union leaders, the subsequent salary payment process went particularly smoothly.

The counting 'program' is still going on, but this time there are no longer such big differences. Even if there are, everyone looks at them with envy and admiration.

Because that is what the other person has earned through his or her skills and labor, and you can be envious, admire, and get angry about it.

It’s just that no one can get angry about it, they can’t find a starting point or a reason to stand firm.

The whole process lasted a whole day, and by the time the last person’s salary was paid, it was almost dark.

When the employees were getting impatient and anxious, Li Zhenyu stepped forward and said loudly, "Please be quiet. Please listen to me."

“After four years, everyone is receiving full salaries again. For two of those years, everyone gave up their salaries and benefits because of the self-help plan. That must have been a very difficult time.

Here I want to thank you all first, it is your persistence that won Shuanglong this opportunity. Secondly, I want to thank Chairman Quan Yilong, it is his righteousness that helped us find the termites in the guild.

However, no matter what difficulties we encounter, Shuanglong people will never give in. On this happy day today, I want to announce another good news to you and everyone..."

"Ssangyong Motor, which once competed with Hyundai and Kia, is back." Li Zhenyu raised his hands high, his tone full of fanatical incitement.

Boom~ Deafening applause rang out, some people were so excited that tears filled their eyes, and the ground at the scene seemed to be shaking slightly because of the sound waves.

Without personal experience, it is impossible to imagine their situation.

Who knows how I spent these four years?

Most people have been forced into a desperate situation. Many workers have chosen to end their lives due to lack of understanding from their families, the grievances brought by losing their jobs, and frustration.

Some are divorced, some are bankrupt, and their families all hope that they can find another way to make a living.

But for these workers, they have lived half their lives in factories. They only know the work they are responsible for and have no idea how to make a living on their own.

What's more, they are no longer young, and age discrimination in the South Korean workplace is very serious.

Instead of taking risks, it is better to persevere. Maybe a miracle will happen. However, not everyone can get the understanding and support of their family.

As time went on, even they themselves began to question the existence of miracles.

Although I said I had "firm faith," I had already given up hope in my heart.

Now, a miracle really happened.

They received the compensation they deserved and were given another chance to work.

"Quiet, quiet." Li Zhenyu pressed his hands down, and when everyone was quiet, he smiled again and said, "Please tell the other workers around you what happened today."

“I hope that everyone can unite as one, devote all their energy to work, and recreate the glory that belongs to Shuanglong people and your own legendary story.”

“Well, well said.” Quan Yilong laughed and clapped, then suddenly said, “If it were up to me, we should kick out all the bad apples like Jin Guangchang and give everyone a clean working environment.

Only in this way can we, as the president said, create glory and miracles that belong only to Shuanglong people from today... I, Quan Yilong, hereby announce: I will resign from the position of chairman of the union and permanently withdraw from the union. "

(End of this chapter)