Soon, the bank staff brought them two large iron boxes, each of which had a volume of half a cubic meter.
"Here are the 20 million. Please count them," the bank clerk said. "The iron box is considered a gift."
Wang Xiaohai opened the box, took a look, and then closed it.
"Let's go!" He picked up two iron boxes and walked out the door.
Money is a powerful force. When Wang Xiaohai went out with 20 million, he naturally attracted a lot of attention, but no one dared to cause trouble. After all, anyone who could easily lift two large iron boxes must have good arm strength and was most likely a martial artist.
Just after walking two streets, five guns appeared at the entrance of a less populated alley ahead, with their black muzzles pointed at Wang Xiaohai and the other two.
"Put down the iron box in your hand and get out!"
Wang Xiaohai sighed.
"The public security in Qingliu City is terrible. It's not safe to go out." Wang Xiaohai said to Cheng Yan, "Go and take care of them."
If their martial energy is not suppressed, five ordinary people with guns will not be a match for a formal warrior.
Cheng Yan flashed over and before the five robbers could react, he grabbed all the guns, broke them in half, and threw them to the ground.
The five people screamed and fled.
"We have to speed up!" Wang Xiaohai said as he put Yunmei on the box and started running.
But he didn't dare run too fast, for fear that the handle would be torn off. Even if he jogged, Wang Xiaohai only took one minute to run back to the gate of the garment factory.
"What a winner in life!" Cheng Yan said, "I have beautiful women and money in my arms."
"You like to talk nonsense just like Fangfang." Yunmei jumped off the box with a red face.
All employees in the factory were waiting, and the office staff had already moved the tables and chairs to the open space.
Wang Xiaohai walked to the table and put the box on the ground.
"Why is there only one chair?" Wang Xiaohai asked the factory director not far away.
The factory director hurried back to the office and brought another chair.
"Yunmei, you sit on the chair and distribute the money. I will supervise you from the side." Wang Xiaohai said to Yunmei and took the payroll handed over by the financial staff.
"Everyone, line up and sign to receive your six-month salary. Don't rush or rush. Each person gets two copies." Wang Xiaohai flipped open the payroll. "Cheng Yan, you go maintain order. If anyone is in line, pull them to the back."
The salary distribution began, and the workers in the garment factory lined up in long queues, signing their names while receiving their salaries, with joy on everyone's face.
Seeing that the line was too long, many people decided to go to the nearby game hall to play a few games before coming back.
It took a full two hours to finally pay out the wages.
"Wang Xiaohai, there is still more than 300,000 yuan of salary left." Yunmei said.
"Have they been distributed to everyone?" Wang Xiaohai asked.
"Everyone on the list has been sent out." Yunmei checked the payroll.
"We still have our salaries to pay!" The production supervisor and the factory manager came over shamelessly.
"How much do you two earn?" Wang Xiaohai asked.
"I make 500,000 in half a year," said the factory director.
"I make 300,000 in half a year," said the production manager.
"Are you two robbing me?" Wang Xiaohai said, "Go ask your boss for the salary, don't ask me!"
The factory director and supervisor wondered, "Isn't the boss's money in your hands?" But they dared not say so and could only say yes.
"Wei Meili, come here." Wang Xiaohai said.
Wei Meili wondered what the mayor candidate wanted her to do. She was about to use the money to help her son with his medical treatment, but she didn't dare to refuse.
"Your son is sick?" Wang Xiaohai said, "Yunmei took the remaining 100,000 yuan in the iron box to treat her illness."
Wei Meili left happily with more than 100,000 yuan.
"There are still more than 200,000." Yunmei said.
"Leave 10,000 and give the remaining 200 to each worker," said Wang Xiaohai.
This time there was no need to sign or fingerprint, so the distribution was much faster and it only took ten minutes to finish.
Wang Xiaohai picked up the last ten thousand yuan in the box and threw it to the factory director.
"Is this my salary?" asked the director of the garment factory. He thought that although it was not much, every little bit counts, and ten thousand is better than nothing!
"No, I saw a car in the factory area with the words 'factory director' written on the door," Wang Xiaohai said. "This is the money I gave you to buy the car. Just give me the keys."
The factory manager thought, "I spent hundreds of thousands on this car, and you want to buy it for just ten thousand? This is robbery!" But he didn't dare refuse, so he just tossed the car keys to Wang Xiaohai.
Wang Xiaohai started the car and slowly drove out of the factory.
"Cheng Yanyunmei, why are you still standing there? Get in the car!" Wang Xiaohai said.
The two hurriedly got into the car, Cheng Yan sat in the back seat and Yun Mei sat in the passenger seat.
The car slowly drove out of the factory. The people who received their wages had tears in their eyes and waved goodbye to Wang Xiaohai!
Wang Xiaohai is very famous in this area!
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