Salted Fish Doesn’t Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property

    When Mr. Zhang was sent to the hospital, he was still panting, sweating profusely, having difficulty breathing, his throat was tight, and his limbs were trembling.

    The rest of the people are not high-level people, and they are all gods and gods.

    Song Kai bravely stood up, stabilized the situation, communicated with the doctor, cleared the irrelevant people, and finally summoned a few confidants and high-level officials.

    Huang Ming also heard about this passage and hurried over: "What happened to Mr. Zhang?"

    Huang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, remembering the video he saw before: "Qibao is really so sure?"

    "Director Huang doesn't want to retire at this time, right?" Attorney Yang arrived late in a hurry, and sneered after hearing this.

    He is a golden lawyer who was parachuted with Zhang Shan. His background is mysterious and deep, and he controls the scene at once.

    Huang Ming took a few steps back: "I just want to ask, losing the lawsuit will not benefit any of us."

    "It's good to know." Attorney Yang nodded and acted vigorously. After learning about the situation from Song Kai, he went to the doctor and sent President Zhang directly to a private hospital.

    "I'll be darling," the marketing director couldn't help but sighed, "We, Mr. Zhang, are indeed the second generation of the top rich. No wonder he is wearing a Patek Philippe."

    He muttered, and quickly caught up to continue to show his loyalty.

    Song Kai looked at the chicken feathers in this place, thinking about it and catching up with the transfer car.

    Attorney Yang was impatiently harassed by the marketing department. When he saw him getting into the car, his nose was neither his nose nor his eyes: "It's rare for Director Song to bother."

    When he woke up, Zhang Shan still seemed to be able to feel the panic he had felt before. He lay on the bed with lingering fears, covering his heart with one hand: "Have you checked?"

    The remaining two people didn't speak, and the marketing director rushed up: "The doctor said it's nothing serious, just a panic attack, just keep your mood comfortable."

    Zhang Shan was furious: "I'm still afraid of that kid?"

    "Not afraid, not afraid." The marketing director responded immediately.

    "President Zhang," Song Kai, who was standing furthest away from the hospital bed, suddenly spoke up, winning the goal of the three, and he couldn't help but focus on this man who was always hiding in the shadows when nothing happened.

    Song Kai felt a little weak again, but he is the kind of person who can still do things no matter how hard he is: "I want to resign, and the letter of resignation has been handed over to your desk."

    Zhang Shan's chest heaved up and down, and he was about to shove.

    "President Zhang!" The remaining two people couldn't help but change.

    Seems to dislike Mr. Zhang's dizziness not fast enough, Song Kai took out his mobile phone and forwarded a few blog posts in the executive group: "What happened at the door of Xunweizhai before has been posted on the Internet. Mr. Zhang should take a good look, the colorful public opinion can't be saved."

    He left, a real man never looked back at the explosion.

    Attorney Yang responded the fastest, picked up the phone and opened it, to understand what happened.

    Before, when Zhang Shan beat people in public, someone took pictures. Passers-by only felt that such black-hearted capitalists should be condemned by the society, so they simply sorted out the photos and posted them online.

    The tag #fun boss is angry and abusing employees on the street immediately appeared on the cusp of the wave.

    Since the 2008 financial crisis, the economic growth rate has slowed down, the halo of capitalists has receded, and more and more labor conflicts have erupted. This can be said to hit the public's pain point.

    Many people began to expose the colorful arrears of wages, harsh employee rules and behavioral rules to insult the slapped boss, causing widespread righteous indignation.

    The most important thing is that an hour ago, Song Kai posted a blog post with his certified tuba—

    Certified as the former head of the colorful promotion department, and has now resigned. The reason for leaving is that I can't stand the dog boss. I don't care if they report or not retaliate. Anyway, one person has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry, so let's just say:

    1. Mr. Zhang Shan, the boss of FunFun, is grumpy and often beats and insults employees. Below are some injury reports.

    3. This is the finale. Huang Ming did not accept bribes. He was coerced into giving false testimony. The evidence is below. In the recording, the two sides did not make it clear, but a little bit of the brain can understand.

    This is like a rock and a thousand waves, and the entire network is shaken by this shocking news.

    "It turns out that it is not a good thing to be colorful."

    "I've even drank their drink, disgusting."

    "There are so many sayings before that the face of Qiqi's legal blindness hurts. Your family is colorful but legal coffee."

    …

    The already one-sided situation is adding fuel to the fire, and the colorful is almost reduced to the point where everyone shouts and fights.

    The more Mr. Zhang looked, the redder his eyes became, his whole face contorted, and he angrily smashed his phone at the marketing director who had been nodding and bowing.

    The director didn't avoid it, the forehead was smashed, blood flowed, and it was extremely embarrassing.

    There was a sound of gongs and suonas from outside the door.

    "What are you doing!" Attorney Yang was still frowning and thinking about countermeasures. He felt irritated when he heard the voice, and leaned out of the ward door to take a look.

    Three or five people with big red flowers walked towards the door of the ward beaming.

    "Hello, is this Mr. Zhang Shan's ward?"

    "Yes, what are you here for?" The marketing director asked the boss while giving the boss a boost.

    "To send the pennant, Mr. Qing explained that it must be delivered to Mr. Zhang Shan."

    The person headed by them was full of smiles, opened a pennant with a swish, and wrote: "He is upright and willing to help others."

    How unreasonable, he actually mocked me for making a wedding dress for others!

    Zhang Shan widened his eyes, clutching his chest and fell down again.

    "President Zhang!" The ward was in chaos.

    "The pennant has been delivered, Mr. Qing, please give a good review." Qing Qin decisively gave five stars.

    I hope his good teammates will be encouraged to see the pennant, make persistent efforts, and continue to contribute to his bankruptcy.

    "The production equipment is very complete, there are a total of fourteen production lines, which can produce glass bottles, cans, boxes and PET bottles of soda and other non-soda beverages, each production line has a matching Disinfection inspection and monitoring equipment. In addition, there is a special beverage research and development laboratory, and the equipment is not ready, please buy it yourself." The property broker introduced.

    They are visiting the industrial park that Qingqin is about to take over. It is built near the Jingzhou Railway and covers a vast area surrounded by green trees.

    It is better than the Chengdong Industrial Park thrown by Deng Baiou in terms of geographical location, area and equipment and facilities.

    This factory alone has a thousand square meters, and the machinery and equipment are high-end and atmospheric, all of which reveal the brilliance of money.

    Qing Qin had the last ray of hope: "What about the output?"

    "You can rest assured, this is the best equipment imported from country D, fully automated production, only nine production lines have been opened, the output can reach 2,000 bottles per minute, and only a thousand employees are needed." The butler introduced.

    2000 per minute, 80,000 boxes in eight hours a day.

    It is not possible to radiate the whole country, but there is no problem in dealing with the province and surrounding areas.

    Qing Qin silently covered his chest as if seeing a large amount of gold coins falling from the sky.

    Calm down, you can do it.

    He deliberately said: "It's not that easy to find employees, and it's not easy to place here."

    "You can rest assured." Meng Piao, who followed, quickly expressed his worth, "I have found five labor agencies, and I can recruit enough workers within a week, and after another week training can be employed.”

    Qing Qin gave her a determined look, blindly positive.

    "You can rest assured." Meng Yu did not accept his dislike at all, and he was very high-spirited.

    "And how to arrange the staff, so many people, there must be a staff dormitory, staff canteen, factory hospital." Qing Qin continued to pick on the bones, "I'm not in a hurry to move here. here."

    "That's fine." The real estate agent smiled and led them down a different path.

    He pointed to the next row of small buildings shaded by green trees: "Staff dormitory, one bedroom and one living room, water, electricity, air conditioning, and private bathroom."

    He pointed to the large gymnasium-like building in the distance and the orderly small building next to it: "The cafeteria can accommodate two thousand people eating at the same time. There is a factory hospital, where blood is drawn for testing and processing. Wounds, simple first aid, and hospital inspections are all fine.”

    Qing Qin: Damn, if you want to spend money to improve, you can't start.

    "Doctor, Chef, Security"

     "Don't worry, I have contacted the security company. The rest will be posted on the official website." Meng Wei took out his tablet, "The employee benefits are very good, plus the unlimited renewal of Qiqi. Cup, many people are interested in applying."

    "Don't work while walking." Qing Qin said angrily with a breath in his throat, in exchange for the loving look of an old mother like my child's sensible look.

    They drove around for a while, this industrial park can only be described with one word, impeccable.

    "Okay, Mr. Qing has seen the entire industrial park. According to the current layout, Qibao will be able to relocate to the new industrial park this month." The property agent smiled and told Qing Qin Shaking hands and saying goodbye, "It is estimated that Qiqi will become a national beverage soon. It is my honor to be honored to serve Mr.

    "Where," said Qing Qin was undoubtedly a curse, but he couldn't attack, he could only grab the opponent's hand and shake it a few times, "It seems that you are also Qibao Drink lovers, there are still a few boxes of Qiqi here for you."

    "Mr. Qing is really too polite," the other party grinned, thinking that Mr. Qing was really too warm. He really liked Qiqi, and with a sincere smile on his face, Meizizi put two boxes of Qiqi into the trunk.

    Qing Qin also sent soda to the housekeeper and the two lawyers, which can be regarded as sending away this group of crows with bad news.

    He leaned weakly on the back seat of the car, one hand unconsciously tapped sad music on the back of the seat.

    Meng Yu got in touch with the rest of the company, opened the door one step later and sat in the driver's seat: "Mr. Qing, Mr. Li will soon bring someone to arrange the relocation."

    "Hmm."

    Meng Yu saw the expression of Qing Qin’s grief and death in the interior rearview mirror, and could not help but fall into the wonderful mentality of a fan girl again: gain without joy, loss without abandoning, as expected Our shrewd boss.