The restaurant was not big, so several people observed it for a while before placing their laptops against the wall.
"I'm so exhausted. On this day, who would have thought that I would come to a place like this where birds don't poop. If I had known this, I wouldn't have come."
"Yeah, when the chief engineer gave me the general procedure for cracking plastic and rubber waves, I felt pretty good about it. This is because the organization recognized me and wanted to train me, but in the end you were paralyzed and let me do it. Isn't this just a distribution plan? ? I have to talk to the master when I go back. The worst I can do is quit. I will be a fool the second time I come to this rotten place."
"That's right, let's also tell the headquarters that I will never come to this shabby place again..."
A few young people drank vodka and started to have no clue. Especially in such a desolate place, the locals couldn't understand what they were saying. A group of people started to make a noise, and no one noticed the boss and The change in the landlady's eyes at this time.
"Come, let's have another drink... Why is this wine so strong..."
"boom!"
Twenty minutes later, the person in charge and the technical core were all drunk. The boss and his wife gradually raised their heads, and six or seven Eastern Asian faces gradually came out of the kitchen.
After checking the breathing of several people, the core personnel were put into sacks, including the person in charge of wave cracking, and their mouths were sealed. As for the other party's laptop, several people took out the earthquake-proof box, packed it all, and wrapped it with aluminum foil.
After everything was done, a military truck drove out from behind the restaurant. It was loaded with half a truck of gasoline produced by the Renewable Resources Company. All six or seven people got on the truck, and then took out a barrel of gasoline and threw it into the restaurant. The next moment, the restaurant A raging fire started.
Above the vast next door, the flames were very conspicuous. Da Wulong stood in the open space, looking at the raging fire over there. He dropped the cigarette in his hand, looked at the factory that was about to be completed, then looked at the renewable resources factory, and turned back. Military truck.
"Team Leader Li, do we need to blow up this place?"
Looking at the steaming chimney of the renewable resources company, the driver asked in a low voice.
"No, we stole other people's things and blew up other people's things. This is not authentic. If we take this technology back, we can crack rubber and plastics in the country to obtain fuel. Now we are severely banned. Waste plastics Box tires are not prohibited."
“With this technology, our country will no longer be short of oil. According to One Dollar Manufacturing’s internal data, there is now an island of plastic in the Pacific that is the size of England.”
"With this technology, we can recycle these garbage in the name of environmental protection organizations, causing the particles to return to the country for cracking, and then form a cycle domestically. With these, our country will be truly strong, and technology will always be the core. "
Taking a look at the factory where he had worked hard for so many years, Da Oolong was still a little reluctant. He closed his eyes and let the driver drive. As the car drove slowly, he thought about the white mountains and black waters in his dream. For the first time in so many years, Da Oolong felt so safe. , with tranquility on his lips, he gradually fell asleep.
"Huh? Why did you stop? Where are we..."
I don’t know how long it took, but Da Wulong suddenly woke up from his sleep. Only then did he realize that the car had stopped, and the driver who was looking for him was no longer there. There was a fire on the left side of the car, and there were a group of people squatting around the bonfire. .
"Manager Li, get out of the car. Mr. Ji has been waiting for you for a long time."
"Buzz..."
Da Oolong felt that his brain was about to explode. He looked next to the fire. Ji Donglai, who was wearing a windbreaker, was roasting a leg of lamb. The group of people squatting next to the fire were his subordinates.
He mechanically opened the car door and staggered out of the car. He almost fell forward, but luckily someone held him up.
"Come and warm yourself by the fire, my manager Li... or rather Team Leader Li. I'm curious, is it because my company doesn't give me enough treatment? Or is there something that makes you dissatisfied, Li Jinghong? How can you say that we have worked together like this? Do you think you can steal from me for a long time? Do you know if the patent can be authorized?"
"I can give you guidance if you take away the technology, but if you take away my core technical staff, I will never tolerate it. Manager Li, please give me an explanation."
After wiping the grease on his hands, Ji Donglai sat on the soft chair and looked up at Da Wulong, without showing any dissatisfaction in his eyes.
At this time, Da Oolong was in a panic. He glanced around and saw that at least twenty cars were parked there in the dark. This meant that at least hundreds of people had surrounded his group, and the resistance had already begun. It doesn't make any sense anymore.
Thinking of this, Da Oolong also completely relaxed his vigilance.
"Mr. Ji, what do you want to do with me?"
Looking around, Da Wulong was sitting directly opposite Ji Donglai. Ran Bo stood opposite him nervously, looking at Da Wulong with eyes full of vigilance.
The behavior of the other party was beyond the understanding of Ran Bo and the others. After all, he did not do a job with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, but he had to work hard for a job of several hundred yuan a year. In the eyes of this group of people who are used to seeing money, This means that you are sick, and you are seriously ill.
"I'm very curious, what makes you work hard for a few hundred dollars? The treatment I give you is not low. My hometown is Heilongjiang. As far as I know, the woman who came to our North Korean village to marry said, go back It’s hard to even eat eggs.”
"Some people even swam to Yingkou and couldn't get enough to eat."
"By the way, there is one more thing. There has been a serious flood in South Gyeonggi Province this year. It will be difficult for the people to eat. Is it worth it for you to fight for such a poor place? Why don't you work hard to make money if you have a good opportunity?"
"With the wealth you have accumulated in the past few years under my guidance, the whole family can enjoy the rest of their lives safely. Is it worth it?"
"Of course, I can also ask, how much did they give you? I asked someone to check your account, even the accounts associated with you, including those of your two daughters, and I didn't see anything special about you. income.”
"Someone still promised you something. Tell me and let me listen. If I can give it, I, Ji Donglai, will definitely be unambiguous. Sit down. After all, you are my old team."
Facing Da Wulong, an old subordinate with a stubborn look in his eyes, Ji Donglai couldn't bear to hate him.
The acquisition of the other party's factory was an accident. At the beginning, the other party wore cotton-padded clothes and led a group of workers to work hard in the factory, working hard and without complaint.
It was this kind of professionalism that impressed Ji Donglai. Otherwise, with Ji Donglai's financial resources, he would have replaced the other party long ago.
If it hadn't been for the new technology involved this time, Ji Donglai wouldn't have noticed the abnormality of the big oolong.
Fortunately, there has been no particularly high-paying technical practice here in recent years, otherwise the other party would have taken it away long ago.
(End of chapter)
