Siberia, Snow Leopard Oil Field—

As the incitement of this strike incident, Xie Liaosha, who originally thought he had mastered the general trend, felt something was wrong.

Xie Liaosha felt that he underestimated this Chinese, yes, underestimated him - he didn't expect that this boss named Song Zhichao would come here alone, and incite the emotions of these idiots in a few words.

Compared to himself, this damn Chinese man is more like a demagogue.

Xie Liaosha's eyes were filled with a hint of hatred and a hint of jealousy, so he was ready to continue his incitement work - yes, his killer weapon has not been taken out yet, if it is taken out, hehe-!

Xie Liao sofa smiled sinisterly.

What is the killer weapon? Of course it is the national self-esteem of the Russian people! As long as you emphasize that Song Zhichao is a foreigner and a thief who steals Russian resources, you can successfully incite everyone's emotions and put him to death.

No matter which country it is in, nationalism is a magic medicine that incites emotions and is unsatisfactory.

Thinking of this, Xie Liaosha was about to make a move, so he opened his mouth and wanted to continue inciting, but at this moment, Song Zhichao suddenly looked at him, his eyes as lightning.

Xie Liaosha was stunned by Song Zhichao's sudden stare. Before he could figure out what Song Zhichao was going to do, he saw Song Zhichao walking towards him with a smile and said, "Your name is Xie Liaosha, right? Is it the foreman of these workers?"

Xie Liaosha: "..."

Before he could speak, Song Zhichao continued: "Your hometown is in St. Petersburg. You have been married for three years and have a beautiful wife named Eliza..."

Xie Liaosha: "..."

here we go again!

He felt something was wrong, especially looking at Song Zhichao's smiling eyes, he felt that the other party was a silver fox that was haunted in Siberia - too weird and too cunning.

Song Zhichao stared at Xie Liaosha and continued: "Before you come to work in the oil field, you should be in the army - well, your superior is General Alach. Of course, for General Alach, you are just a minion in his army, but who would have thought that one day this minion would be reused."

"I don't understand what you said." Xie Liaosha hurriedly found an opportunity to refute, and he must not sit still and wait for death.

Song Zhichao smiled: "Don't you understand? All the secrets that I need to tell you? You are just a lackey of Alach. In order to annex the oil field, he asked his subordinates to buy you - to be precise, he spent 5 million rubles, right?"

Unexpectedly, Song Zhichao even said the specific numbers, and Xie Liaosha was shocked.

"Your task is very simple, it is to incite the workers to emotions and resist me, the boss behind the scenes, and if possible, trample me underground and crush it to pieces!"

Xie Liaosha: "..."

Looking at Song Zhichao in horror - the other party had seen through his psychology, it was so terrible.

"It's a pity that you miscalculated a place-" Song Zhichao pointed at Xie Liaosha's nose: "Before you stepped on me, you were already mud!"

Xie Liaosha: "..."

I had time to understand what Song Zhichao meant, but I saw Song Zhichao suddenly picking his hair, raising his knees, and thumping his knees into his face.

In an instant, Xie Liaosha felt his face and his mouth, nose and eyes were sore!

Then, he leaned back and lay down on the snow with a thud.

Before he could moan and cry for help, Song Zhichao slammed and kicked him in the head.

Xie Liaosha curled up in pain and bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Too bloody and cruel.

Everyone around them was frightened by Song Zhichao's sudden "violent" method - they looked at Song Zhichao in horror: How could the gentle and smiling young man just now suddenly become a wild beast?

The cold wind blew, and four or five hundred oil workers shivered involuntarily.

...

Seeing Xie Liaosha lying on the ground without moving, Song Zhichao bent down and picked up the metal wine pot that Xie Liaosha had been holding before, took a look, and poured the wine inside directly on Xie Liaosha's face.

Xie Liaosha, who was kicked unconscious by Song Zhichao, opened his eyes with difficulty. He didn't expect that a person with status and status like Song Zhichao would not play according to the rules and beat him up in person. What's hateful is that he didn't even have the chance to resist and fell down.

Too weak, as weak as a chicken.

Xie Liaosha was almost crying - you know, if you want to work as a foreman in a barren and barbaric place like Siberia, in addition to having means, you must also be able to fight and conquer everyone.

Xie Liaosha is very good at fighting, often fighting three at one time. Legend has it that he had fought with bears when he was drunk.

But even a person as powerful as him was actually KOed by Song Zhichao - it's so embarrassing!

Song Zhichao also relied on this ruthless method to conquer the Russians who bullyed the weak and feared the strong.

Song Zhichao threw away the metal wine bottle in his hand, clapped his hands, and glanced at everyone. At this time, everyone looked at him obediently.

Song Zhichao was very satisfied with this effect, using both soft and hard, the heart of the Bodhisattva and the thunderous means, which was the best way to deal with things.

With his finger hooked, Song Zhichao said to Paul, the person in charge, "Come here."

Paul, the person in charge, was shocked. When he saw Song Zhichao calling him, he hurried over.

Song Zhichao slapped Paulti around without saying a word.

Slap sex!

A series of slaps.

Hot!

Paul's teeth were beaten alive, and he heard Song Zhichao questioning him, "Where is the workers' aid fund?"

The people around were shocked by Song Zhichao's sudden method again - the opposition Xie Liaosha had just been repaired, and he used the Conservative Party Paul to attack the political scene. This big boss was really good at politics!

In fact, most of these Russian workers have developed limbs and simple minds. For them, in this cold Siberian land, they only need two things to satisfy themselves. The first is wine and the second is women.

The strong wine enters the throat, let alone Siberia, even the Arctic, I am not afraid.

The beauty is in her arms, and she is the fucking president, prime minister, Russian Tsar, and Peter the Great.

In their fucking life, living is for these two things - these things must be bought with money, so making money has become their biggest goal.

Being an oil worker makes the most money and the easiest. They will not give up easily at all. As for strikes, Xie Liaosha incited that as long as they are willing to strike, their wages will increase a lot.

Everything is for money.

Now, this damn Paul swallowed their aid fund. Even if Song Zhichao didn't deal with him on the spot, Paul wouldn't be able to escape afterwards.

Song Zhichao took the initiative and once again hit the hearts of these oil workers - this is a good boss who is wholeheartedly considering the workers!

Anyway, the more miserable Paul was beaten, the more happy they were.
Chapter completed!