"Firefighting!"

"We must rescue the things." In the raw material warehouse of the A goods factory, a thick black smoke rose and a fierce flame burst out. Uncle Jian wet his coat with water, covered his mouth and nose with the coat, and pulled out his legs

I planned to rush to Wang's warehouse.

At present, A-grade factory goods 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 warehouse 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 does not know how big the loss will be if the stock is 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 today's A-grade goods factories, three hundred thousand is nothing, but running out of stock is very scary, which 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.

Find the fatal place.

Several workers quickly grabbed Uncle Jian and shouted: "Uncle Jian, it's too dangerous! You can't go up there!"

"The roof has burned through! This fire can't be saved!"

Hong Kong Island's current fire protection facilities are backward. The fire hydrants and fire extinguishers equipped in the factory can only extinguish accidents in their infancy. However, this house fire was deliberately set on fire. The fire broke out very fiercely and the warehouse was already a sea of ​​​​flames. It was impossible to carry out effective operations at all.

put out.

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!

It can’t be put out, but at least Mr. Zhuang’s raw materials can be rescued!”

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. Director Li also knew that "Uncle Jian" was supported by the boss, and he usually respected Uncle Jian.

So Uncle Jian, after observing and reviewing, accepted a dozen people who had been released from prison into the factory. These people who had been released from prison were all people who had been in prison for a long time, and when they reached middle age, they already wanted to quit the world.

Maybe their names are still there in the world, but their place in the world has long been gone. People like them have no future if they join the society, and it's hard to find a job. In order to adapt to society, they come to work as ordinary workers in A-grade goods factories.

In terms of status, they are very different from Uncle Jian, but in terms of category, they are the same kind of people as Uncle Jian. Uncle Jian was their boss when he was in prison, and he was their benefactor after he came out. Uncle Jian's words completely aroused them

The bloody spirit made them bring out the hard work buried deep in their hearts!

Back then, when you faced hundreds of people in a sword formation, why are you afraid of a big fire now?

"Come on, brothers!"

"Get the raw materials back!"

Rolls of leather were snatched out of the warehouse, while 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 tilted 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 was just watching the show now, waiting for the 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!"

When he saw the black smoke in the sky from a distance, he knew that the fire was out of control. He simply didn't rush in to check, and 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 must have sent another wave of subordinates to do it. However, speaking of it, he had never met Yan Jiu, and he wanted to see what his new opponent looked like.

Alas, if a person lives an ordinary life, how can he say that he has enemies? But as soon as you show up, good guys, all kinds of monsters and monsters will appear. They are all 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 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 way." 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 can I dare to slap you?"

He expected that Yan Jiu must have already said hello to the New Territories Police Department. Although Detective Lin Gang of the New Territories Police Department was from Brother Luo, he usually had to show off his appearance to maintain his reputation.

As a factory owner, Zhuang Shikai was a policeman himself. He didn't even want to drag Yan Jiu to the police station, let alone people from other police stations?

After all, Zhuang Shikai was weak in front of "Yan Jiu". The bilateral competition made him lose the police's suppression of the identity of the young and Dangerous boy. Conflicts on the road must still be resolved using 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 made an offer: "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 and then grabbed 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 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, 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 against his neck...
Chapter completed!