The limp and collapsed bodies of these two people frightened the leaders of the factory who were meeting in the conference room. Before they wanted to escape,

Su Ming's cruel words pressed them to the chair and didn't dare to move!

"Without my consent, if any of you runs away, the consequences! Be at your own risk!"

The terrifying atmosphere filled the conference room 003. Su Ming did not stop. With his own power, he dominated all the leaders of Xinglong Pharmaceutical Factory.

Continue to walk towards the fearful Du Mao Mao!

"Master Ming's method, you should understand it well."

Xia Ting held the phone and pointed the camera at Su Ming's back.

In the video chat on the mobile phone, Li Wenhui also stared at Su Ming with her eyes wide open, and took care of her and Du Maomao.

The cursed cousin takes revenge,

At the same time, the video recording function was turned on, and I was going to record it and show it to my cousin. I hope this happy revenge can cure her madness!

Kong Xiyao looked at Xia Ting who turned her head and said something to her in surprise.

"Master Ming?"

Her old classmate, Su Ming, has now become the goddess's father?

"Hahaha!"

Su Ming's footsteps are not fast.

After laughing wildly a few times, he kept walking towards the factory manager, Du Maomao, so scared that he didn't even run or cry.

Sitting in the boss chair, he desperately waved his hands and directed the remaining six security personnel in the conference room.

Let them not be stunned, and clean up Su Ming together!

Du Maomao still didn't believe it, Su Ming beat his six security guards alone?

The six looked at each other,

The six of them didn't dare not listen to what the factory director Du Maomao said. They stared at Su Ming for a while and didn't speak.

Three, three in a small team,

Run towards Su Ming from the left and right sides of the conference table!

"We will never let you approach the factory manager!"

"Go to **** you!"

To deal with these six people, it is enough to have the god-level killer ability of the whole professional system, and there is no need for superpowers.

A gust of wind passed by Su Ming,

The six Dumaomao security guards all flew to the wall, slipped down and piled up together, shouting ooh ooh in their mouths,

He was kicked badly by Su Ming!

"Hahaha!"

Su Ming looked at the miserable state of these six people and laughed a few times at Du Mao Mao!

"Du Maomao, aren't you good people? Without a fight, I heard someone say that you have a martial arts master who has been hired for a lot of money? What about others? Call them out to practice with me!"

Su Ming's wild laughter was about to scare Du Maomao into peeing!

With fear in his eyes, he looked at Su Ming who kept approaching him.

Suddenly I remembered what Su Ming said before,

Could it be that Su Ming was really sent by Yanyun's Wei family to take over the Xinglong Pharmaceutical Factory?

But why didn't he hear Mr. Wei say this?

"Haha, you... don't go any further, don't you want me to give them the three-month salary owed to the six hundred and ninety-one workers? You promise not to hit me, I'll pay it right away!"

Du Maomao looked at the six security guards who were kicked into a pile by Su Ming.

As soon as his eyes rolled, he was about to negotiate terms with Su Ming!

As long as Su Ming can promise not to beat him, Du Maomao can return the workers' money to them!

When Su Ming heard Du Maomao's words, he stopped.

"Didn't you say before that the efficiency of the factory is not good and there is no money?"

As soon as Su Ming finished speaking, Du Maomao continued.

"I was the one who said the wrong thing before. The factory has made good profits this year and is rich!"

"Oh, then you pay."

"Okay, but you have to promise not to hit me!"

"Do not hit."

When Du Maomao heard Su Ming's personal assurance, the fear of being dominated by Su Ming was relieved.

He took a few breaths,

He looked at Kong Wen, the chief financial officer,

"Director Kong, you pay the workers all the three-month wages you owe! Just pay them three times the wages of the previous month."

Kong Wen hurriedly took out the laptop he carried with him and started to operate it. He sent money after money through the factory financial system on the computer.

This was an order from the factory director Du Maomao himself. He, Kong Wen, a small financial director, didn't dare to be disobedient, but in his heart, he hoped to do it.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

In the conference room, three people's mobile phones received transfer text messages from the factory's financial system.

Luo Guocheng, the salary owed for three months is 18,000, and his average monthly salary is about 6,000.

Zhang Hui, another employee representative who came to the meeting and dared not speak, received 15,000.

Kong Xiyao, the junior squad leader, received a transfer of 14,000 yuan.

After eight or nine minutes,

After Kong Wen used the factory's financial system to pay all the three-month wages that Du Maomao maliciously did not want to pay to the 691 workers in the factory,

He double-checked it carefully.

After confirming that there was no such omission, I reported to the factory director Du Maomao,

"Director, the three-month wages of the six hundred and ninety-one workers have been paid."

"Okay, well done."

Du Maomao immediately praised Kong Wen, his financial director,

This is all to ensure that he will not be beaten by Su Ming!

"If you have money to give to the workers earlier, it's over, and it's not your own money!"

"Yes... yes, the lesson is."

Du Maomao looked at Su Ming vigilantly, for fear that he would not be trustworthy.

"Tingting, bring your phone."

With a smile on his face, Su Ming said to Xia Ting behind him. He helped his old classmate Kong Xiyao to get back the wages owed to the workers by their factory managers.

Kong Xiyao will definitely have a lot of face in the factory in the future, right?

When Xia Ting heard Su Ming's words, she immediately put the phone in Su Ming's hand obediently,

"Du Maomao, I promise I won't hit you if I don't beat you, but what about this matter?

I promised that this friend on the phone would kill you! "

Su Ming turned the phone screen over,

Let Du Maomao see Li Wenhui on the video chat!

Su Ming originally thought that Li Wenhui would hate Du Maomao and curse him, but Su Ming didn't hear a word.

He immediately understood how deep the fear of Du Maomao was in Li Wenhui's heart!

"She...with me"

Su Ming handed over the phone to Xia Ting again~lightnovelpub.net~ Before Du Maomao finished defending him,

Su Ming suddenly jumped onto the conference table in front of Du Maomao,

Without any hesitation, the soles of his feet were printed on Du Maomao's face as he opened his mouth and wanted to explain!

Su Ming's terrifying feet kicked over Du Maomao, who weighed more than 220 pounds, even with his chair!

Du Maomao screamed miserably,

He fell to the ground with an ugly posture!

Unlucky, one of his arms was pressed down by the heavy boss chair, and Du Maomao's face turned pale in pain.

Screaming non-stop!

Su Ming stood at the conference table and looked at Du Mao Mao who was screaming like a big fat pig.

"Du Maomao, my friend said that today I will cut off your limbs and make you crippled!

By the way...she hates you to the core! "

Su Ming's words made Du Maomao, who had just rolled over and sat on the ground with his hands on the ground, terrified in his heart.

"Li... Does Li Wenhui actually hate him so much? But I didn't get her?"

Before Du Maomao begged Su Ming for mercy,

Su Ming jumped off the conference table and kicked Du Maomao violently. Du Maomao's huge body of more than 220 pounds bounced off the ground like a ball.

It hit the wall behind with a bang!

Du Maomao immediately made a piercing scream!

Frightened, the leaders of the factory who came to attend the employee congress today in the conference room all hid under the table in fear!

Su Ming kept walking,

After kicking Du Mao Mao, he heard Du Mao Mao's piercing scream,

Su Ming walked in front of Du Maomao in a few steps!

"Forgive me. I'll give you whatever you want, 10 million, 100 million! Please don't hit me!"