I'm a chaebol in South Korea

Chapter 111 Resonance
History tells us that the betrayal of comrades is far more influential than the killing of enemies.

The effects are also worse, filling people with anger.

The anger of the employees was also ignited because of this, and they were betrayed by the 'people' they trusted the most.

Although, this trust is more due to his own lack of ability and helpless compromise with reality, it does not mean that it is fake.

The influence of trade unions on their minds has fallen from one extreme to the other.

"Head, there are quite a few reporters outside." Hearing the voice from the headset, Parker relayed the news to Li Zhenyu.

Li Zhenyu ordered: "Secretary Xia, you handle it."

"Inside." Xia Zhuxi called two people, and walked out of the gate with a box of money.

"My friends from the press, please come here, and I will answer your questions."

Xia Zhuxi invited people over, and entered the simple iron room on the left hand side of the door.

Not long after, the reporters came out contented.

Everyone had a brand new white envelope in their trouser pockets, and the bulging 'answer' inside was full of convincing.

The farce of Ssanglong Motors is nothing new.

It's better to accept the 'white bag' than to make nothing of it.

"President Ni, the reporters have been dealt with."

Seeing the staff repacking the white bag, Li Zhenyu is still not used to this color.

It's obviously a happy event, so why do you have to use a white envelope? It's not auspicious no matter how you look at it.

"Zhenyu, dear friend!" Quan Junxu, who had been waiting for a long time, finally arrived. With him as a bridge of communication between Li Zhenyu and the police, things were much easier to handle.

In fact, Li Zhenyu basically did not need to order, he had already done everything.

All the beaters who were handcuffed were released on the spot and given verbal warnings.

The thin-looking captain ordered the team to withdraw.

Xia Zhuxi followed and stuffed the white seal prepared in advance into the car.

"Captain, please have a cup of coffee, you have worked hard."

Touching the thickness of the white seal, the captain was very satisfied, "Kang Sang Mi Da, I don't know what to call you?"

"Xia Zhuxi, the president's private secretary."

"Secretary Xia, this is my business card. If you need anything in the future, just call me. Tell Prosecutor Quan for me. Let's go."

Watching the other party leave, when Xia Zhuxi came back, the workers had already lined up and waited to receive the money.

At the same time, the attitude is completely different from just now.

If it was all for the sake of money before, then now I have more recognition and favor for them.

Especially the dozen or so employees who had just been beaten, if not for the close relatives of the president, they would have been taken away by the police.

"My dear friend, how am I doing?" Seeing the performance of the employees, Quan Junxu triumphantly asked him for credit.

"Not bad, it would be better if we could arrive earlier."

The situation just now seemed to be an infighting among the workers, but it was actually full of danger.

An inadvertently being regarded as a target of venting will put Li Zhenyu and the staff around him in danger.

What's more, there is so much cash on site as a catalyst.

Fortunately, they focused all their attention on Jin Guangchang, and the police came in time enough.

Quan Junxu has a good vision, at least the person he finds can be trusted.

When a dozen people face 2000 people, even if there are only two figures in the actual action, it takes a lot of courage to rush forward to stop it.

"Hey, I've tried my best to get here."

There is no need for him to emphasize how bad the traffic in Seoul is. Everyone living in Seoul should be aware of it.

Quan Junxu really did his best to rush over from the prosecutor's office so quickly.

"I'll treat you tonight."

"Itaewon, I feel cold hands and feet recently, and I urgently need Miss Sister's warmth."

Li Zhenyu glanced at him, and he didn't care to expose him.

He really needs warmth, but warmth is not a problem, Zhao Yingjun will be back soon, and then the two of them can be a companion.

One hum, one ha, the group of two generals is just right.

After clearing out the trade union leaders, the subsequent payment of wages went very smoothly.

The counting 'program' is still going on, but this time there is no longer such a big difference, even if there is, everyone will cast envious and admiring eyes.

Because, that is the other party's income from technology and labor, you can envy, admire, and get angry.

It's just that no one can get angry about it, they can't find a starting point and a reason to stand firm.

The whole process lasted for one day, and when the last person's salary was paid, it was almost dark.

When the employees were a little impatient and anxious, Li Zhenyu stepped forward and said loudly: "Please be quiet, everyone, please listen to me."

"After four years, everyone got full salary again, and for two years because of the self-rescue plan, everyone gave up salary and benefits. That period must have been very difficult.

Here I would like to thank everyone first, it is your persistence that won this opportunity for Shuanglong.Secondly, I would like to thank Chairman Kwon Il-long for his righteousness in helping us find the moths in the guild.

However, no matter what difficulties we encounter, Shuanglong people will never give in.On this happy day today, I want to announce another piece of good news to everyone, and everyone..."

"Shuanglong Motors, which used to keep pace with Hyundai and Kia, is back." Li Zhenyu raised his hands high, and his tone was full of fanatical provocativeness.

Boom~
There was deafening applause, and some people were so excited that tears filled their eyes. The ground at the scene seemed to be trembling slightly due to the sound waves.

Without personal experience, it is impossible to imagine their situation.

In the past four years, who knows how I have lived?

Most people have been driven to a dead end, and many employees choose to end their lives because of the incomprehension of their families, the grievances and frustrations caused by losing their jobs.

Divorce divorced, bankrupt bankrupt, family members hoped they could find another way to make a living.

But for these workers, they have lived in the factory for half their lives, and they only know the work they are responsible for, and they don't know how to make a living by themselves.

What's more, they are no longer young, and age discrimination in the South Korean workplace is very serious.

Instead of choosing to take risks, it is better to persevere, maybe a miracle will happen, but not everyone can get the understanding and support of their families.

As time went on, even they themselves began to question the existence of miracles.

Although he said 'firmly believe', he no longer had hope in his heart.

Now, a miracle really happened.

They get paid what they deserve and get another chance to work.

"Quiet, quiet." Pressing his hands down, and waiting for everyone to be quiet, Li Zhenyu smiled again and said: "Please tell the other workers around you what happened today."

"I hope that everyone can unite as one, devote all their energy to work, and recast the brilliance that belongs to Shuanglong people and the legend that belongs to you."

"Okay~ Well said." Quan Yilong laughed and applauded, and said abruptly: "If you want me to say, we should drive out all black sheep like Jin Guangchang, and give everyone a clean working environment.

Only in this way can we, as the president said, create the brilliance and miracles that belong only to Shuanglong people from today... I, Quan Yilong, hereby announce that I will resign as the chairman of the labor union and permanently quit the labor union. "

(End of this chapter)