Siheyuan: God-level Villain!

The game was held as scheduled on Wednesday.

Xiao Liu did live up to expectations and won the first prize.

Those who won the second and third prizes were all masters.

There are other young people who have won awards for excellence.

Meat ticket, cloth ticket, fruit...

And Liu Qinsong's specially customized bellflower factory award certificate was issued to the winners.

Most importantly, Liu Qinsong promised that this award will serve as a reference for future workshop owners.

The workers saw that the rewards were real, and of course they worked harder.

The punishment at the rolling mill continues.

Liu Qinsong is not kidding, he really chose a few people to listen to who complained that the rolling mill has no new plant.

The first one was to think that the old workers.

He has been working in a steel rolling mill for ten years, and he regards himself as an elder for the long time he has been in.

I never shy away from talking in the factory.

Ten dollars, deducted.

He is really dissatisfied.

"Don't deduct money if you have the ability, you have the ability to fire me!"

He complained loudly to the workers in the factory.

At this time Liu Qinsong came from behind him.

The other workers kept winking at him, but he didn't respond because he complained too much.

"I really have the ability to fire you. You don't have to go to work, just go now."

Which fellow worker thought the old worker was joking with him.

Without looking back, he said, "Get Laozi away!"

"Oh? Are you so angry? I'm so angry, so I won't get out. I'll just stand in front of you."

Liu Qinsong just stuck in front of the old worker.

The old staff saw Liu Qinsong coming, but couldn't react for a while.

When the reaction came over, I really didn't know what to say, so I didn't say it at all.

"It's all right, you are always embarrassed, you can go, you can go home, and you won't use it anymore."

Liu Qinsong left after speaking without stopping.

The old worker is anxious.

"Director, I'm kidding, wait for me. Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, wait for me. You may not know. When you first came, I was optimistic about you, and I always praise you to others..."

The old worker was talking while chasing Liu Qinsong.

The workers nearby laughed at this funny scene, just like watching a joke.

Usually we can chat and eat together, but if people can't do it, they can't, so no one intercedes for him at this time.

"Let's go. I don't criticize you anymore because you are an old employee who has paid a lot to the factory. Just go and don't bother me."

Liu Qinsong took a word and entered the office.

The veteran worker was thinking about following in and begging for mercy again, but Liu Qinsong closed the door with a sound of "Kuang".

The veteran worker knows Liu Qinsong's temper.

Upon seeing this posture, I knew that I was out of play.

Although this old man felt very angry when he was expelled from a junior Liu Qinsong, he was more worried about losing his job in the future.

He didn't want to say anything at first, but when he turned around and saw the mocking expressions of the workers, he instantly fryed the pot.

"Look at it! You have a stroke, your eyes are crooked! I was kicked in the neck by a donkey and my head can't be straightened?"

The old worker yelled.

Ordinary workers heard his scolding and left with only one sentence back, and some of them rolled their eyes.

Old workers dare not scold Liu Qinsong.

The old worker didn't have a big reaction to other workers, but he was not afraid.

Unscrupulously cursed the passing workers.

Anyone who looks in his direction will be scolded.

He cursed more and more vigorously, venting his suffocation frantically.

Liu Qinsong heard it. He thought the old man just complained and left. Who knows he has been scolding for so long.

At this time Liu Qinsong was curious.

He stood behind the glass window of his office, drew the curtain half way, just watching the workers' actions in silence.

At first, the workers were just unwilling to pay attention to him, and then they got angry.

A few young people were angry, holding the pliers and hammers used for work in their hands, and followed the old workers aggressively.

"Try another curse! Don't think you are old and we dare not touch you!"

Liu Qinsong was not in a hurry to come out.

Instead, he poured himself a cup of tea and sat down to watch it slowly.

He is really not in a hurry.

Who is Liu Qinsong?

He could tell by the micro expressions on their faces whether the two of them really wanted to do something.

With his skill, he is confident and confident that he can stop that person in time before he does it.

The old workers were obviously frightened when they saw the young workers holding the guys in their hands.

He moved back, his voice was several degrees lower.

"What, do you still want to beat me?"

The old worker was also funny, he was obviously scared, and he deliberately stood up and patted his chest.

Liu Qinsong, who was hiding behind the curtain, looked at the old worker and showed a slight smile.

It's not a gentle and happy smile, but a smile that looks like a fool.

"How dare you!"

A young man rushed towards the old worker while talking.

Liu Qinsong stood up.

The young man took the pliers and waved in front of the old worker, and the old worker closed his eyes in fright.

The result was just a pliers knocking on his shoulder, and the force was not too strong.

The old worker was dumbfounded.

"I'm telling you, I will let you go for the first time, if you scold me again, you will hit your head."

The young man went to work in the workshop after speaking.

The remaining young people scolded him again and left.

Now the veteran workers dare not retort.

When they were all gone, the old workers' mouths began to break again.

"What kind of scolding, I don't want to care about you because you are young! Cut!"

The old worker said and hugged both arms to his chest.

He really didn't want to leave.

But for a while, I didn't know what to do.

Get ready to beg Liu Qinsong, as he walked to his door and was about to knock on the door.

So he squatted down in the corner outside Liu Qinsong's office.

Liu Qinsong really can't bear this kind of veteran workers. Because of his age, he is too arrogant and unreasonable to work for a long time.

Liu Qinsong put the tea cup down, opened the door and walked out.

He slowed down deliberately, wanting to see how disgusting the old worker was.

The old worker saw Liu Qinsong coming out and hurried to catch up.

"Director, you see, I have been squatting here. I have already reflected on myself. I shouldn’t say jealous of the exhaust fan factory workers. From now on, I will follow you if I listen to you. Don’t let me go. Right?"

The old worker's greasy fat face was now flattering.

Liu Qinsong looked at him and felt sick.

"Oh, are you done."

Liu Qinsong responded coldly.

"Say, just say that you must have agreed, right?"

Liu Qinsong's words from the old worker made Liu Qinsong more than disgusting, and the fire in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

"Yes, why should I promise you! Old man, let me tell you, I have been paying attention to you for a long time, eating more and doing less, and you are full of dissatisfaction. Why don't you see that your clothes are cleaner than anyone else, huh?"

Liu Qinsong pointed to the old worker and said.

The old worker felt wronged.

"Director, don't I guide young people every day, the clothes are naturally a little cleaner. I, I am also very tired every day!"

"Tired? Are you tired? Oh, you should go home and rest. Go and go."

Liu Qinsong really didn't want to say a word to him.

What else the veteran worker wanted to say, Liu Qinsong spoke first.

"By the way, you don't need to take off the staff's clothing as a gift. There is no shortage of rags in the factory."

"Factory...Liu Qinsong, you say that is too much!"

"You can't curse people too much, why should I curse people too much? Get out!"

Liu Qinsong didn't give him a chance to talk to himself.

He ran into the broadcasting room in a few strides and took out the loudspeaker. .

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