Macau, near the Grand Sanba Archway—

The parade continues.

These team members held up banners such as "delayed wages" and "indecent for wealth" and asked Fulihua Hotel to give them an explanation.

Of course, there are mixed things in this team. To be precise, most of the staff members were incited and then they came out to march and demonstrate together.

There is no way. Now that Fulihua Hotel is not doing well, the business is not doing well, it is difficult to pay the employees' salaries.

Less than half a month later, the employees were entangled by some intriguing people and got rid of the Fu family.

The leader in this demonstration was Cao Jinwang, who is a real Macau native and 35 years old this year. He has been working in the kitchen of the Fulihua Hotel in Macau. As a chef, he has worked in the hotel for three years.

Not long ago, Cao Jinwang was stopped by a car on the way home after work. Then a person got out of the car. The man took out a stack of money and told Cao Jinwang that as long as he did what he told him, he could receive 10,000 yuan after the matter was completed.

Cao Jinwang is a greedy person, especially in Macau, there are no men who are not easy to gamble. He often plays at the gambling table. Unfortunately, he is very lucky recently and has lost a lot of money. Now someone suddenly sends money here, which is simply useless to make money.

So Cao Jinwang took the money without hesitation, and only later found out that the other party asked him to help conduct a demonstration and smear the Fu family.

What this person fears most is the word "poverty". People like Cao Jinwang are not afraid of anything except being poor. He immediately summoned a group of people from the kitchen to treat them to dinner. During the meal, he incited everyone that the hotel had owed more than half a month's money, and it seemed that they did not intend to pay it to everyone. Everyone has children and lives are not easy. Instead of being owed wages, it is better to join forces to get the salary together.

Those who are mingled with Cao Jinwang are basically regular guests at the gambling table. As a chef, it is easy to make money, and it is easy to make money. Moreover, they are all skilled people. After leaving this hotel, they go to that hotel to work hard. With one skill, they will not lose their jobs.

Besides, everyone had drunk too much, and Cao Jinwang patted his chest and promised that he would bear all the costs of the demonstration. After the matter was completed, he would treat guests to dinner.

Macau men are born with a strong gambling nature, not to mention that Cao Jinwang has a tongue that is not bad enough. Everyone is in a hurry to use money. In the end, they really called a group of people and made banners. Then they didn't go to the government to register and marched and protested directly on the streets.

I have to say that this move really shocked the Macau people. Macau is not big, unlike Hong Kong, where there are rare demonstrations, parades, riots, etc.

Therefore, Macau citizens are very curious about this. When they are curious, they can't help but watch, and when they are watching, they can't help but cheer.

This made Cao Jinwang and others excited, and they felt like an actor, and they felt very accomplished when walking in the parade.

Unfortunately, this super good feeling didn't last long. The cloudless sky suddenly became gloomy. When they were holding the banner and about to walk to Xinjie, it started to drizzle.

The pedestrians around them had no time to watch the fun and started to busy hiding from the rain. Some naughty children ran to chase and play in the drizzle.

Cao Jinwang glanced at the demonstration team composed of twenty or thirty people behind him. Everyone was no longer as excited as before. The original excitement was extinguished by the damn rain.

Seeing the drizzle getting heavier, Ade, the chef in the kitchen with the best relationship with Cao Jinwang, couldn't help but say to Cao Jinwang: "Awang, why don't we withdraw, the rain is going to get heavy!"

Cao Jinwang curled his lips and said, "What are you going to retreat? Please, although we are chefs, we must have a beginning and an end to do things." Then he pointed to the front and said, "This place is not far from Macau's largest newspaper. We only need to take a few more steps to reach it. It will not be too late to rest at that time."

Ade had a bitter face, "I'm leaving, I can't even walk anymore. I said, it's almost time for us to do this, and the Fu family probably started to be anxious. Isn't it just that I just need a salary, and I'm going to make such a big noise?"

When Cao Jinwang heard this, he glared at him: "If you don't leave, then return the money you owed me!"

When Ade heard this, he hurriedly said, "I'm joking with you, it's so bad! Haha!"

Cao Jinwang then snorted and thought to himself that the person named Ayong said that as long as he arrived at the newspaper office, he would help make things bigger. He would complete the task as long as he persisted for a while. Well, ten thousand yuan is not a small amount, and it is enough to go to the casino to play.

Just when Cao Jinwang felt secretly happy, he suddenly heard Ade beside him shouting: "No, we are blocked!"

Well, what?

Who dares to block the team?

Cao Jinwang was surprised, so he looked around—

Then I saw a black Bentley sedan with a license plate number that turned out to be very awesome four "three", which parked in front of the team, blocking the team's way.

"Damn it, who is so bold..." Before Cao Jinwang could curse, the car door opened, and then a black leather shoe stepped out, and the rain on the ground splashed open, and a tall figure came down from his body. At this time, someone stepped forward to open a black umbrella and helped him to prevent the rain from pouring on him.

Cao Dewang had never seen such an arrogant person before and shouted loudly: "Who are you? Do you know that blocking our way?"

Ade also pretended to be a tiger's power: "Get out of here, don't block the way!"

In the drizzle, I saw clearly that the man was a young man under twenty years old. No matter how he looked, he was a college student, but his attitude and look down on everything made people dare not treat him as an ordinary student.

"Are you employees of the Fuli Hotel?" the man asked.

Cao Dewang was stunned, "We are, who are you?"

The man smiled slightly: "My name is Song Zhichao, and I am the hotel's administrative director!"

As soon as these words came out, Cao Dewang, Ade and others immediately burst into laughter.

"What did you say? Are you the hotel director? Why haven't we seen you before? Hahaha!" Everyone laughed.

Faced with the ignorance and ridicule of everyone, Song Zhichao waved behind him slowly, and someone immediately gave him a suitcase.

Song Zhichao took the suitcase and said to Cao Dewang and his gang: "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. Isn't the reason you march for money? There is twice the money you owe you here--" After saying that, he raised the suitcase.

"Now, you hear me clearly, either take the money inside and leave, or go to the police station with me!"

"Police Department? Why do we go to the police department with you? It's obvious that you owe our salary!"

"Yes, you guys are unreasonable."

"Are you reasonable?" Song Zhichao smiled and pointed to the parade opposite in the rain. "You ask yourself one by one if you have obtained the government's permission and then go out to march and demonstrate? If you don't understand the truth, you will slander the company and not pay you wages? Is this considered slander?"

Everyone was stunned.

Song Zhichao continued: "You touch your conscience again, what is the hotel treating you? Lu Acai, when you got married, the company gave you a gift of 500 yuan; Feng Zhaodi, when you were sick and hospitalized, the company helped you pay 1,700 yuan for medical expenses; and Peng Jiaju, you came to bet and lost money, and was collected by usury, and in the end the company helped you settle it... But now, just because the company paid half a month's salary late, you asked you people to gather together for such a grand demonstration - you patted your chest, do you still have a conscience?"

Lu Acai, Feng Zhaodi, Peng Jiaju, and others were silent. In the rain, he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao glanced sharply for a week and saw that the longer the crowds around him were, everyone was holding umbrellas and gathering around to watch the fun. Some reporters who looked like newspapers also took cameras and took photos.

Well, it's almost time to end!

Thinking of this, Song Zhichao said loudly: "Okay, that's the same thing. If you think you are still human, then take the money and leave immediately. If you think you are worthy of being a human being, I have nothing to say!"

After saying that, Song Zhichao opened the suitcase in his hand with a snap, poured out a pile of banknotes, smashed into the rain, splashing water.

The originally silent parade became turbulent.

I don’t know who it was, so I first stepped forward and picked up the money on the ground, and then said thank you to Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao nodded at him and asked him to register at the back.

Someone was the leader, and the people behind him rushed up without hesitation.

Seeing that more and more people were coming, Cao Jinwang couldn't stop him. Even Ade, the best person he was with, actually went to the ground to pick up money.

The reporters next to them all took photos, making a mess in the rain.

Cao Jinwang opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout, but found it was useless. Everyone no longer followed his command.

What to do? What to do?

How to explain this?

Cao Jinwang opened his mouth and his voice was hoarse, but no one was willing to listen to him.

At this time, I don’t know who hit him, but Cao Jinwang fell to the rainy ground inattention. The rain wet his clothes and dirty water splashed his face.

Cao Jinwang narrowed his eyes, but saw a tissue handing over to him.

Cao Jinwang hurriedly took it and said, "Thank you!" and quickly took a tissue to wipe his face.

When his eyes opened, he saw clearly that the one who handed him the tissue was the executive director named Song Zhichao.

In the drizzle, Song Zhichao looked at him with a smile under the umbrella, and then said to him: "No need to thank you - because you have been fired!"

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