"Ahem, thank you for the trust, boss.
I am a primary school teacher in a nearby commune, and many comrades should have seen me.
Now let me read out the detailed salary payment list for the construction team.
The Bright Team........."
He mumbled a long string of words, then leaned over and asked the woman, "Comrade, what's your wife's name? Which construction team is she on?"
There's a detailed list of the construction team members below. Just tell me and I can help you find it."
The woman wiped her tears and said, "My husband's name is Meng Dazhuang, and we are from Meng Village.
I, I don’t know which team he is on…”
The man spat on his fingers, then rubbed his hands together and opened the file.
"Meng Dazhuang, Meng Dazhuang......
Oh, there is one named Meng Dazhuang here, and there is another one named Meng Dazhuang here.
They are not on the same team, but one is 20 years old and the other is 31 years old.
Excuse me, how old is your lover?"
"Thirty-one!"
The woman's eyes sparkled. "That 31-year-old Meng Dazhuang is right. Teacher, teacher, can you help me check and see if he hasn't been paid?"
The woman now not only wants her man's salary back, but also covets the double salary promised by Lu Zhiye.
After carefully examining it, the man with glasses said loudly, "Everyone can take a look. Here is the detailed list of monthly salary payments.
Meng Dazhuang is a skilled worker and earns 8 yuan a day.
That’s 240 yuan a month, and it’s paid out at the beginning of the second month.
It's clearly registered here, so the boss doesn't owe us wages!"
The woman suddenly stood up from the ground, and the child who was sleeping soundly on her body was caught off guard and fell to the ground, crying loudly.
The woman didn't care about the child at all and directly snatched the documents from the bespectacled man's hands.
The old lady next to him couldn't stand it anymore. She picked up the child and started to comfort him.
“No, that’s impossible.
My husband only brings home 100 yuan every month, but he is the envy of everyone in the village.
How can there be so much money in one day?
They were all distributed......"
The woman looked a little crazy and spoke incoherently.
The people present were even more crazy: "My goodness, I work so hard in the factory every month and only make 120 yuan.
This is even after my salary increased, and I am still an eighth-level worker in the factory.
Working as a laborer on a construction site, only earning 8 yuan a day? ???
If I had known that working on a construction site could earn so much money, why would I still be an eighth-level worker?
The man cursed and complained non-stop, with saliva flying everywhere.
The man with glasses felt like his heart was bleeding. He only made 98 yuan a month...
A young man with lively eyes quickly pushed through the crowd and came to Lu Zhiye and the others: "Boss, boss, do you still need workers?
I can work very efficiently!!!"
As he spoke, he flexed his arms to show off his muscles.
This made Lu Zhiye burst out laughing.
Seeing that he didn't answer, the man became even more anxious and rushed forward. Zheng Haiyang quickly stood in front of Lu Zhiye.
The man was disappointed and touched his nose in disappointment.
After the old lady next to her calmed the child, she also saw something and quickly pulled the woman's sleeve: "Your man didn't tell you the truth from the beginning. Go ask him again.
Or was their money withheld by the contractor...?"
As soon as the old lady finished speaking, a hoarse voice came over: "You old lady, don't talk nonsense.
Meng Dazhuang is a good member of my Guangming Team 3, but I can swear to God that I have never withheld workers’ wages!
Don't put the blame on me!"
The person who came was a thin middle-aged man with a straw hat on his head and the keys on his waist rattling.
He bowed and nodded in front of Lu Zhiye: "Boss Lu, Boss Lu, when I pay wages every month, all the workers are present.
Everyone can prove this; there has been absolutely no deduction of wages."
As he spoke, he glared at the old lady fiercely.
If this matter is really confirmed, then he will never be able to take on Mr. Lu’s work again!!!
Zhou Yong's forehead was covered in sweat, fearing that Lu Zhiye would not believe him.
He took out a small notebook from his pocket and said, “Boss Lu, this is the detailed list of my monthly salary payments.
The time and date are clearly written, and this is my account book, you can see it!"
He almost told Lu Zhiye how much money he earned from this project.
Lu Zhiye raised his hand and pressed down his account book: "Since this is a problem caused by your workers, then you should solve it yourself.
Manager Zheng, notify all construction parties to hold a meeting immediately."
"yes!"
Zhou Yong groaned in his heart, looking at the backs of Lu Zhiye and Zheng Haiyang as they left, and stomped his feet in anger.
"Oh, you guys are really killing me.
Meng Dazhuang's family, I'll tell you the truth, I pay the money on time every month.
Meng Dazhuang's initial salary was 6 yuan a day, and it only increased to 8 yuan in the last two months.
You should be able to calculate how much money he shortchanged you.
Don't come here to make trouble again, if you want to make trouble, go find someone outside to make trouble with!"
Seeing that his next project was about to fail, Zhou Yong revealed the dirty trick regardless of the consequences.
The woman was so shocked by his words that she froze in her place: "Outside, outside, what do you mean by outsiders?"
Zhou Yong ignored her and trotted into the yard.
The old lady next to him slapped her thigh and shouted, "Is your husband keeping another mistress outside?
He earns 240 yuan a month, damn it, he gives 100 yuan to his wife and kids, and gives the rest to women outside???"
Everyone was filled with indignation, but this woman seemed to have lost her soul.
The child next to him was pushed by someone and sat on the ground crying loudly.
The crying seemed to turn on a switch in the woman's body. After she shivered twice, she squatted down, hugged the child and burst into tears.
The crying was heart-wrenching and made everyone feel very uncomfortable.
"No wonder people say men become bad when they have money!"
"If I earn this much money a month, all the female workers in the factory will rush over to pay me!"
There is always foul language coming from the crowd.
But this is indeed true!
In this age of frequent hunger, what does 240 yuan mean?
An adult in the countryside would have to work non-stop for a year to get this much money.
Ten years ago, a family would not have this much left after deducting their food rations throughout the year.
For a moment, everyone looked at the woman with sympathy and envy.
There is at least 100 yuan left, right?
Her husband works honestly every day, but he can't even get back the money in a month!
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