Chapter 12: Xiaomi Heavy Industry, First Entrepreneurship

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Protagonist:

Lin Yi

Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrives; Ji Shuangshuang had just put down the phone a few minutes ago when the main meeting room door was pushed open from outside, and Lin Yi poked his head out from the door gap.

An expressionless gaze first swept across the people in the meeting room, then landed on the police officers separating the two sides in the middle, paused for a moment, curved into a slight smile at the older of the two officers, and finally settled on Ji Shuangshuang.

On the rostrum, Ji Shuangshuang nodded generously, then stood up and walked toward Lin Yi, took the briefcase from Lin Yi's hand, and returned to the rostrum again.

But Lin Yi did not follow her onto the rostrum; instead, he crossed his arms, leaned against the door frame, a smile on his face, a pair of eyes unblinkingly staring at the workers present.

There was no emotion in those eyes, but they made people's hair stand on end.

Wherever his gaze reached, the workers who met his eyes turned their heads away one after another, shifting their gazes elsewhere.

Having committed all these people's appearances to memory, Lin Yi rested his left hand on the door frame, looked at the crowd, and asked with a smile:

"Everyone, can you tell me what you want to do?"

The moment Lin Yi's voice fell, among the few people sitting in the front row, a man wearing a green padded jacket stood up: "We want our wages!"

After the man finished shouting, he turned around to face the others, raised both hands from his sides, like a conductor, and began inciting the people behind him:

"He says he'll delay six months' wages, and then pay eight months' wages at that time, but there's no money now; in two months when the six months are up, what will he use to pay?"

"We have to take advantage of the fact that he still has a little money now and quickly get our wages back."

"Everyone, am I right?"

Under the man's direction, the twenty-odd people in front of him seemed to have suddenly awakened in this instant, and they too began straining their throats, waving their arms, and shouting loudly.

"Pay wages!"

"Pay wages!"

"Right now, immediately, pay wages!"

The shouts shook the heavens, endlessly reverberating in this not-so-large meeting room; the three police officers at the very front of the crowd heard the sound, the older one's face darkened, he waved his hand to have his two disciples go appease them, and he himself turned and came before Lin Yi.

Without any superfluous nonsense, he lowered his voice and asked Lin Yi:

"Factory Director Xiao Lin, we're all acquaintances; this really won't do, you scrape together some money and pay them a bit of wages first."

The old officer's surname was Wang, named Wang Hu, a community police officer at the nearby Police Station, counted as an acquaintance.

Listening to Wang Hu's words, Lin Yi fished around in his pocket, fished out a box of cigarettes, pulled one out and handed it over.

Wang Hu waved his hand, raised his hand pointing at the crowd and said: "Just appease them a little."

Lin Yi took the cigarette back, stuffed it into the cigarette case, then lightly patted Wang Hu's shoulder, brushed past Wang Hu and walked toward the crowd.

These subtle movements of his naturally drew the crowd's attention, and the clamoring crowd also gradually quieted down along with his movements.

The burly man in the green coat also turned around at this moment, his face piled high with a complacent smile, looking at Lin Yi extremely arrogantly.

Under the gaze of everyone present, Lin Yi raised both hands, looked at the burly man in the green coat, and clapped forcefully:

"Today is the weekend, the Bank is closed, I have no Cash on me."

"Paying wages is a corporate banking transaction; even if using Online Banking to transfer, we have to wait until the Bank opens for business tomorrow."

"What's the use of you screaming here?"

"If your screaming can make the Bank open for business, then I can transfer to you right now."

"Can you? Do you dare go scream at the Bank?"

After this deafening counter-question, the clamoring meeting room fell completely silent; the people who had just been filled with righteous indignation looked at each other in blank dismay.

Looking at each other's faces, standing there staring blankly.

This...

They really forgot today is Sunday, the Bank isn't open.

Seeing his side's momentum weakening, the man in the green coat stood up again, shouted at the top of his lungs again:

"Even if tomorrow is Monday, you couldn't possibly have money to pay us wages; anyway we don't care, if you don't give money today, we're staying right here and not leaving."

Hearing these words, Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh; just as Wang Hu walked over preparing to persuade a couple of sentences, Lin Yi suddenly turned his head, looked at Wang Hu and asked:

"Officer Wang, if there are unrelated personnel maliciously inciting, deliberately sabotaging, how many days should they be detained?"

Wang Hu's advancing footsteps halted, those eyes blinked, he didn't quite understand what Lin Yi was about to say.

Before he could open his mouth to ask, Lin Yi raised a hand and pointed at the burly man in the green coat:

"This one, is not our factory's worker."

Guided by this sentence, Wang Hu's eyes slowly widened, the bewilderment in his eyes dispersed, turning into a touch of firm amusement, then he slowly turned his head to look at the burly man in the green coat.

Stared for a while, then simply strode toward the burly man.

With every step he took, his face grew darker by a degree; at this moment, the aura of a police officer of many years slowly erupted, pressing the few people next to the burly man to hurriedly pull away distance from the burly man.

Wang Hu's two disciples, seeing their master like this, also flanked from left and right, sandwiching the burly man in the middle.

Arriving before the burly man, Wang Hu calm and composed, yet full of majesty, questioned:

"You're not a worker here?"

"I... I..." suddenly being questioned, the burly man stammered for a long time, but only managed to say the word "I".

Seeing this, Wang Hu snorted a laugh, turned his head and cast his gaze onto the other workers, pointed at the burly man and asked:

"Do you know him?"

In this instant, everyone began to distance themselves from the green-clothed burly man:

"Don't know him, don't know him!"

"We don't know him!"

"We live over in Jinjiang Village. This guy said he could help us get our wages, but we have to listen to his arrangements."

"Right, we met him when we were eating barbecue at night. He said he could help us get our wages."

"Exactly! He also said if we get the wages, each of us has to give him 500 bucks."

Amid the babble of explanations, Wang Hu slowly turned his head, looking at the burly man with a face full of scrutiny:

"Young man, your situation is a bit serious!"

"Will you explain yourself clearly, or else..." Wang Hu didn't continue the rest of the words, pointed a finger at the burly man, then pointed his chin at his two disciples, and threw the burly man to the side, walking straight toward Lin Yi.

Stopping in front of Lin Yi, he lowered his voice and asked quietly:

"Did you offend someone?"

Lin Yi rolled a Byakugan, his right index finger pointing at the ground beneath his feet:

"Nothing more than that eating-the-whole-family bit of broken business."

Finished speaking, he turned around to look at the workers, and clapped his hands hard.

The pop-pop-pop of the clapping drew the workers' attention, and under the gaze of these twenty-odd people, he spoke calmly again:

"Trouble everyone to register your names in a bit. Before 6 PM tomorrow afternoon, come to the factory to settle wages. Once wages are settled, you can leave."

Leaving this sentence, he turned and walked toward Ji Shuangshuang. On the podium, Ji Shuangshuang very naturally fished out the attendance register from under the table, then fished a steel pen out of her pocket, sitting there with a composed demeanor:

"Trouble everyone to come register your own names, and verify attendance at the same time."

This time, it was the people who had just been shouting and hollering's turn to be dumbfounded.

Wait, what about the agreed-upon no-money?

The money's really coming?