Chapter 181 There is a back-up plan
"Who told her to let it go?"
"Who asked her to connect the power supply?"
Zhou Xinrong asked with a gloomy and cold look in his eyes.
When Luo Feifei and Lin Yun first came, he thought they would cry and throw a tantrum in order to get the money.
When they were dragged away, he knew that they were unwilling to give in and would definitely cause more trouble, but he never expected that they would use this trick.
Yue City is not very big, and the broadcast is loud and clear.
The radio was broadcast on their street and could be heard on other streets in Yue City.
Where is the face of his Zhou family?
Sure enough, after a while, everyone at home in the entire Yue City street heard Luo Feifei's voice accusing Zhou Xinrong and others.
"Fellow villagers, we have no choice! My husband was injured at Boss Zhou's construction site, and not only did he not pay for the medical expenses, he also wanted to send people to beat us up."
"We just want justice! Don't bully people like this."
"On the first night, my husband was trapped in the mud, and they refused to help. Now my husband is undergoing surgery, and they still don't care. He is also a big boss, how can he be so cold-blooded? For example, in ancient times, when servants in a large courtyard were injured, their masters would take them to the doctor for treatment."
“But when I got here, they said my husband’s treatment would cost a lot of money and he might as well die!”
"You can't be rich and unkind!"
Luo Feifei said while crying.
After hearing her story, everyone on the street was filled with indignation.
"This Zhou family is really too much. They hired someone to do the work and then someone got hurt. How can they not be responsible?"
"Those who work and earn money are the backbone of their families. If they are gone, how will their wives and children live?"
"Don't you know how hard they work? They have no conscience!"
Everyone started discussing it.
Zhou Xinrong's family does not have a good reputation on this street in Yueshi, and has had quarrels with the surrounding neighbors.
Zhou Xinrong's mother had been very poor before. Once her son became successful, she became extremely proud and showed off in front of the neighbors all day long. Showing off would have been fine, but she also looked down on the neighbors.
I get sarcastically mocked every day, saying, "Your family is so poor. What do you eat every day?" Pig food?
What kind of ugly clothes did you buy? There are so many nice clothes in the market, why don’t you buy something nice? Look, the clothes my son bought for me cost 80 yuan each. You must be scared when you hear this. You can’t afford this piece of clothing even if you don’t eat or drink for two months.
That’s not all. The ultimate cause of the conflict between Zhou Xinrong’s family and their neighbors was the house they were building.
When building the foundation of the house, they occupied the original roads on both sides in order to make their yard bigger, causing complaints from the neighbors on both sides.
When the house was being built, materials were piled everywhere. There was no room for them in his yard, so he put some here and some there. The other neighbors were very annoyed, but they were even more angry, saying that who would not take up some space first before building a house?
Won't it be fine after it's fixed?
That would have been fine, but they transported the heavy stones back and the road was full of potholes and mud, and they never cleaned it up.
Later, when their house was repaired, they gathered all the people on the street and said that the street belonged to everyone, and now that the street was in bad condition, everyone had to work together and pay for repairing it.
Everyone was furious.
But later everyone gave in because a child was beaten half to death while walking on the road.
Faced with money and life safety, everyone chooses life safety.
Now that Luo Feifei has made such a fuss, everyone feels very happy.
Some were even kind enough to give her advice.
"Comrade Gu's wife, their family will definitely come to unplug the radio later. Be careful, there is public electricity over there, try to connect it!"
"They are very fierce. If they really want you to leave, don't force it. You can't defeat them."
Luo Feifei nodded.
When she first came, she was a little scared, worried that others would see her having fun.
Unexpectedly, her action received so much support.
With support, she instantly felt more confident.
"Who told you to release them? If you do it again, our boss said he would throw them off the street."
The Zhou family servant came out to warn Luo Feifei.
When I saw her broadcasting, I pretended to come over and grab it.
"Do you want to see where this broadcast is coming from? Are you sure your boss Zhou will help you pay for it after you break it?"
Shu Wen stepped forward, and no one saw him make a move.
But I saw him grabbing a servant's wrist with his bare hands. The servant wanted to struggle, but he couldn't.
The servant was unwilling to accept the defeat and lowered his head. When he lowered his head, he saw the words "Yue City Textile Factory" on the radio.
This turned out to be a broadcast from a textile factory.
The richest factory in the entire Yue City is the textile factory. The textile factory has good welfare benefits and first-class supporting facilities.
I heard that this set of broadcasting equipment was imported from abroad and cost tens of thousands.
The town’s radio was broken before, so in order to inform the public of the news, they borrowed the textile factory’s radio.
If such an expensive radio is really damaged, he won’t be able to pay for it even if he is beaten to death.
If he really vented his anger on his boss and had to pay compensation, the boss would definitely say, "You were the one who broke the things, so why should it be my business?"
Thinking of this, the servant looked at Shu Wen with gratitude.
Fortunately, the boy stopped him.
"Hurry up and leave! Our boss has a lot of people here. If you guys make a scene like this, he won't show any mercy!"
The servant frowned and reminded Luo Feifei and Shu Wen in a bad mood.
Shu Wen nodded to Luo Feifei.
Move off the air quickly.
Zhou Xinrong, who had been watching from afar, looked gloomy, thinking that these two people knew how to deal with the situation.
"Boss Zhou, the Yueshi newspaper and radio station just called me and said someone wrote a report and materials to report us. They also asked the media to help uphold justice."
“But how do they know that the people at the newspaper and radio station are all ours?”
The assistant called.
Zhou Xinrong curled the corners of his mouth again, mocking in his heart, just these few people, and they still want to fight with him?
Since they have come to his door, let's see whether he can kill them!
"Go find that Pang Dahai and ask him to hand over all the photos and films that Lin Yunchu developed!"
"good!"
Everything is under his control.
If you want to threaten him with photos, he will not let Lin Yunchu see any of the developed photos.
If you want to find a newspaper or a radio station, they are all his people!
As for the street broadcast, it had been scared away by his people.
He wanted to see what kind of trouble they could stir up next!
*
As soon as he walked out of the radio station, Pei Huaiyuan frowned immediately, "Yun Chu, they are just perfunctorily treating us."
The comrades at the radio station said that they would first find out about the situation and then make a decision based on the circumstances.
It's the same with the newspapers. Just pick a random word to fool them.
Including the labor arbitration they are going to attend later, they will definitely have the same attitude.
"Right. How can they help us?"
Lin Yunchu asked back.
A murder occurred at Zhou's construction site, and we had to suppress it.
They can run rampant in Yue City because they have smoothed out all the connections.
"So it's not them who need help."
I went through such a scene purely for them to see, just for them to see.
"..." Pei Huaiyuan.
Does she have a backup plan?
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