"Firefighting!"
"We must rescue the things." In the raw material warehouse of Factory A, a thick plume of black smoke rose and a fierce flame burst out. Uncle Jian wetted his coat with water, covered his mouth and nose with his coat, and rushed to Wang's warehouse.
At present, goods from the factory are in short supply, and the finished products are delivered to the store on the same day. The most valuable and important thing in the factory is the leather raw material.
The raw materials in this pile of warehouses have been in storage for less than three days and are worth more than 300,000 yuan. If they are burned out, the losses will be huge. The most important thing is that they will be out of stock for a period of time. As a worker, he didn't know how big the loss would be if the goods were out of stock, but he was afraid that the factory would be gone and the brothers' path to the right path would be cut off.
For the current A-goods factory, three hundred thousand is nothing, but running out of stock is very scary, and it may give other businessmen an opportunity to get involved in the market. It can be said that "Yan Jiu" is very accurate when looking for trouble, and he can find the fatal place in one go.
Several workers quickly grabbed Uncle Jian and shouted: "Uncle Jian, it's too dangerous! You can't go up!"
"The roof has burned through! This fire can't be saved!"
Hong Kong Island's current fire-fighting facilities are backward. The fire hydrants and fire extinguishers equipped in factories can only extinguish accidents in their infancy. But the house fire was a deliberate arson. The fire broke out so fiercely that the warehouse was already a sea of flames. It is simply impossible to carry out effective extinguishing.
The fire has burned like this. Even if the fire brigade arrives at the scene, they can only take isolation measures and wait for the combustible materials in the warehouse to be consumed.
Uncle Jian turned around suddenly under the pull of his coworkers, stared at them and shouted loudly: "Mr. Zhuang gave us a livelihood, we can't watch Mr. Zhuang suffer losses! What if Mr. Zhuang goes bankrupt without these leather raw materials?"
"Where are you going to find the next factory? Where can I get such good treatment and be able to stand up straight and be a good person?"
"Loyalty! You are loyal when you are working as a sideline, but you are not loyal when you are working as an upright person?" Uncle Jian was a little angry and broke away from his coworker's arm: "You have to be loyal when you are working! If you are a man, follow me! We are in trouble! If we can’t put it out, we can at least save Mr. Zhuang’s raw materials!”
Uncle Jian put down these words, covered his mouth and nose and rushed into the fire. The remaining seven or eight workers looked at each other, gritted their teeth, stamped their feet, and followed Uncle Jian into the fire.
During this period, Uncle Jian was promoted to "chief engineer" by Boss Zhuang. His status was only lower than that of the factory director, and he had a lot more say. Factory Director Li also knows that "Uncle Jian" is the boss's supporter, and he usually respects Uncle Jian.
So after observing and reviewing, Uncle Jian accepted a dozen people who had been released from prison into the factory. These people who have been released from prison have been in prison for a long time. When they reach middle age, they have already wanted to withdraw from the world.
Maybe they still have their names in the world, but their place in the world has long since disappeared. People like them have no future if they join a club, and it's hard to find a job. In order to adapt to society, they come to work as ordinary workers in A-goods factories.
In terms of status, they are very different from Uncle Jian, but in terms of category, they are the same person as Uncle Jian. Uncle Jian was their boss in prison, and their benefactor when he came out. Uncle Jian's words completely aroused their bloodshed and made them bring out the hard work buried deep in their hearts!
Back then, he faced hundreds of people in a sword formation, so why should he be afraid of fire now?
"Come on, brothers!"
"Get the raw materials back!"
Rolls of leather were snatched out of the warehouse, and other workers stood by, looking at them with different expressions.
Plant entrance.
A Crown car was parked sideways on the side of the road, its head thrust toward the side of the road.
A dozen horsemen stood beside the car, and Yan Jiu sat alone on the front of the car, with one foot on the hood and a beer bottle in his hand.
Aji leaned against the car door, hiding alone in the shade of a tree, lowering his head and playing with a butterfly knife.
Of course Yan Jiu would not do it himself when setting fire to the warehouse this time. He is just watching the show now, waiting for the rightful owner to come over and say hello before leaving.
"Squeak!" A black car quickly stopped next to it. Zhuang Shikai opened the door, got out of the car and walked towards Scarface and cursed: "Yan Jiu! You Yan family shovel! You are more courageous than I thought!"
He saw black smoke in the sky from a distance and knew that the fire was out of control. I simply didn't rush in to check, I got out of the car first so that Yan Jiu could take action.
Yan Jiu would not give him a chance to arrest people, so he would definitely send another wave of younger brothers to do it. However, speaking of it, he had never met Yan Jiu, but he wanted to see what his new opponent looked like.
Alas, if ordinary people go through a lifetime, how can they talk about having enemies? But as soon as you show up, all kinds of monsters and monsters will appear. Everyone is planning to step on you to get the upper hand and share the benefits.
Yan Jiu saw Zhuang Shikai walking towards him, shrugged his shoulders, took a sip of beer, tilted his head and said, "Hey! Officer! Don't accuse me wrongly!"
"I just came over for a picnic with my men. Who knew your factory would be such a big fire?"
"Think about it for yourself...have you offended anyone outside?"
He was not afraid of Zhuang Shikai's name, but Zhuang Shikai also laughed after hearing what he said. He walked up to Yan Jiu, took out his cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette, and threw it into his mouth: "Come on, Brother Jiu, come here and give it to me." Light a fire."
Yan Jiu quickly leaned back and looked at her with vigilant eyes: "You don't want to take the opportunity to slap me, do you?"
"No, no." Zhuang Shikai smiled hypocritically: "Who doesn't know that Inspector Yan is backing you..."
"I can't do anything to you now if I call the police, so how dare I slap you?"
He expected that Yan Jiu must have already said hello to the New Territories Police Station. Detective Lin Gang of the New Territories Police Department, although he is from Luo Ge, he still has to show off his appearance to save face.
As a factory owner, Zhuang Shikai was a policeman himself. He didn't even think about dragging Yan Jiu to the police station, let alone the people from other police stations?
After all, Zhuang Shikai was weak in front of "Yan Jiu". Due to the bilateral competition, he lost the police's suppression of the young and Dangerous identity. Conflicts on the road must still be resolved using the method on the road.
"It's good to know my background!" Yan Jiu saw that Zhuang Shikai was not as arrogant as the legend. He straightened up again, looked at the other person and offered the conditions: "Three hundred thousand! I want to buy your A-grade factory!"
"Otherwise, I will burn your warehouse once a day!" Yan Jiuli opened his mouth and showed a ferocious face decisively.
Zhuang Shikai took off his cigarette and threw it on the ground. He suddenly grabbed Yan Jiu's wrist, then grabbed it and picked up the glass bottle in Yan Jiu's hand: "Pfft!"
Yan Jiu was hit in the head by her own glass bottle.
Zhuang Shikai looked at him and scolded him with a smile: "The Yan family shovel! You are so smart! Buy me a factory for 300,000 yuan!"
"You think I can't slap you unless you come over? I'm not just going to slap you! I'm going to blow your head off too!"
"How dare you hit me!" Yan Jiu quickly pushed Zhuang Shikai away, but Zhuang Shikai stood firm and did not move.
"Aji! Kill him!" Yan Jiu roared, and a figure in white opened a butterfly knife, turned over and attacked, inserting the blade into Zhuang Shikai's neck.
Zhuang Shikai quickly took out his gun, and with great speed, he put the muzzle of the gun against Yan Jiu's chin and roared loudly: "Come on! Come on!"
"Ignore your mother! Ah Ji, stop it!" Yan Jiu opened his mouth and hurriedly tried to persuade him.
A reflected light shone in Zhuang Shikai's eyes. This time it was not the watch issuing a mission, but the blade pressed against his neck...
Zhuang Shikai's hair stood on end immediately, and he shouted with a cold expression: "Everyone, please spread out!"
