Chapter 2537

The corner of Brother Cannon's eye twitched wildly. He wasn't a fool. At this time, the Woolen Mill gathering the militia, the target was definitely them. And looking at those dense figures, there were definitely hundreds of people. Even if everyone spat once, they could choke them to death. How could they still play?

Brother Cannon raised his arm without hesitation and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Stop shouting, all of you! Send the knives and axes to the car for me!"

This sudden order stunned the bunch of hooligans who were in high spirits. They looked at Brother Cannon with suspicion, not understanding why he wanted to call a halt at this critical juncture.

"Huh?" One of the guys, shirtless and covered in tattoos, asked: "Brother Cannon, why is that? We were just shouting to our heart's content, why suddenly send the gear back to the car?"

Brother Cannon glared at him fiercely and cursed: "Stop talking nonsense to me, do whatever I tell you, be quick!"

This guy knew clearly in his heart that if they held weapons in their hands, when the militia came out, they would definitely not say a word of nonsense to them and would directly finish them off.

If it were before today, he would definitely not think so. But more than ten brothers had already been finished off, so the Woolen Mill, or rather Zhou Andong, would definitely not indulge them.

But, as long as they didn't have weapons in their hands, Zhou Andong would definitely not dare to take action against them. Thus, Brother Cannon, this little smarty-pants, decided to hide the machetes and axes first.

As long as there were no weapons in their hands, let alone hundreds of militia, even if all 40,000 employees of the Woolen Mill were gathered, what could they do to him?

They were just strolling around the gate of the Woolen Mill; did that count as breaking the law? As for just now, holding machetes and axes standing here shouting and threatening to kill Zhou Andong, so what? Who saw it? Who heard it? What evidence do you have?

As for those onlookers, Brother Cannon didn't believe they had the nerve to stand up and testify against him.

Zhou Andong sat in the car. When driving out of the factory gate, he tilted his head and glanced at Brother Cannon and the others, saying with a smile: "This bunch of guys are all walking Renminbi. Tan Sheng, don't let them run away. Even if one runs away, it's a huge loss for us."

Han Yongxi didn't know what walking Renminbi meant. The car had already driven out of the factory gate, and he still didn't know where the leader was going, but he didn't dare to interrupt the leader's words, so he could only slow down the speed as much as possible.

Until Zhou Andong finished speaking, and before Gu Bing could speak, Han Yongxi immediately seized this gap and asked: "Factory Director, where are we going?"

Zhou Andong looked up: "The funeral home!"

Han Yongxi was stunned, then reacted. He didn't participate in the rescue operation, but Deputy Director Zhang Guangliang of the Logistics Department had been leading people to handle the aftermath.

Interrupted by Han Yongxi, Gu Bing forgot what he was about to say and couldn't help but scratch his head: "Damn, what was I about to say just now?"

Zhou Andong patted Gu Bing's shoulder very sympathetically and comforted him: "You're getting old, and your memory is getting worse. This is a normal phenomenon, it doesn't affect your health, it's fine."

"Bullshit!" Gu Bing cursed: "I'm only in my thirties, how am I old?"

"Isn't that old?" Zhou Andong said in a very indifferent tone: "I'm only twenty-seven, you're much older than me."

This time, Gu Bing didn't argue with Zhou Andong and very wisely closed his mouth.

Zhou Andong glanced at Gu Bing and said with a smile: "Did you receive any whistleblower letters there?"

Gu Bing shook his head: "No!"

Zhou Andong sighed and said: "I received quite a few more, more than sixty. I looked at them, and the matters mentioned in the whistleblower letters should all be true."

Gu Bing looked at Zhou Andong suspiciously. When dealing with Guan Mingli, this dog used the trick of making something out of nothing, using fake whistleblower letters to take Guan Mingli down. Who does he want to take down this time?

Zhou Andong sighed again and muttered to himself: "Shao Yan, Zhang Qun, and others had problems, and my heart has been aching so much I haven't recovered yet. I've been thinking for the past two days, maybe just let it be, don't investigate further."

"But who would have thought, just when I was hesitating, I received so many more whistleblower letters. When I saw the content of the reports, it made my heart ache so much I couldn't breathe."

"I really want to find them and have a calm talk. As long as they reflect well and admit their mistakes, I will forgive them. After all, making mistakes isn't a big deal."

"As the saying goes, to err is human. How can one go through life without making mistakes? Even gods can't avoid making mistakes. So, making mistakes isn't scary; what's truly scary is making mistakes and not knowing how to repent."

"However, just knowing how to repent is enough to be forgiven? Then who will compensate for the country's losses, and who will appease the anger of 40,000 employees?"

"If one can be easily forgiven just by saying 'I'm sorry, I know I was wrong,' then what is the law for?"

"The significance of the law's existence is to constrain people's behavior and let those who have made mistakes take the responsibility they should."

"So, just admitting mistakes isn't enough; one must also make amends for their faults. Only by making up for one's mistakes through actual actions can one truly prove that they have realized their mistakes and are willing to put in the effort to correct them. Such an attitude is worthy of being forgiven and accepted."

Han Yongxi, driving in front, had been pricking up his ears. Hearing Zhou Andong say that as long as one makes amends, he wouldn't pursue it further, his spirits were instantly lifted, and his mind began to become active. But how to make amends?

Pi Yangqiu's figure suddenly appeared in his mind, and then, this guy's mind became even more active. "Sacrifice the friend, not the self"—he understood this principle better than anyone. Sacrificing a Pi Yangqiu to make his whole family happy—only a fool wouldn't do it.

Just then, Zhou Andong spoke again: "Shi Guoqiang and Hu Dajun haven't made any moves. It seems Sun Baocun doesn't take us seriously at all."

Gu Bing finally seized the opportunity to strike at Zhou Andong and mocked: "People just don't take you seriously, what can you do?"

"What can I do?" Zhou Andong was very angry and snorted: "I'll wait two more days. If Sun Baocun remains indifferent, then I will report Shi Guoqiang and Hu Dajun by name. I want to see how much nerve Sun Baocun has to keep suppressing it without dealing with it."

Gu Bing stared fixedly at Zhou Andong's side profile, wanting to see if this guy was acting. But his level was too low; how could he possibly tell?

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Andong glared at Gu Bing, then the momentum on his body leaked away, and he said helplessly: "The evidence we have of Shi Guoqiang and Hu Dajun's disciplinary violations is not enough to kill them, which makes me very unwilling."

"If someone reports Shi Guoqiang and Hu Dajun by name, no matter how big a mistake they made before, I will not only forgive them but also give them a great merit."