With everything in place, the workers quickly followed the three foreigners into the factory. They moved out all the old equipment and cleared out the scraps. Under the guidance of the foreigners, they revamped the entire factory. Once everything was ready, the foreigners began teaching them how to operate the new equipment and produce new materials.Justin had nothing to do, so he stood idly by and observed the workers secretly. As expected, with his financial incentives and technical support from the foreigners, the workers rediscovered their passion for work. Enthusiastically operating the new equipment, they would soon produce new products.However, Justin suddenly noticed a few troublemakers who didn't work as hard as the others, appearing distracted.Justin brought them out of the factory one by one. As it turned out, the idlers were Isaac and Zachary and their gang.Even when Justin asked why they weren't committed to work, they remained arrogant."I don't know how to do this k
Now Justin had gained complete control. Not one of the dozen workers was his match.The flowing and continuous fighting scenes dazzled the onlookers. This was real skill, far more exciting to watch than those so-called martial arts masters in movies.Many applauded and cheered. Within moments, over ten burly men had been beaten to the point of being unable to stand. The iron pipes and clubs were strewn around, and the men squealed in pain, a pitiful sight.Justin sneered coldly and picked up an iron pipe. Slowly, he walked toward Zachary and the others, glaring menacingly. With a swing of the pipe, Zachary instantly soiled his pants in terror.However, they soon felt something was off. It seemed they weren't hurt. The bloody scene they imagined didn't happen. What was going on? Things didn't seem right.Isaac and the others opened their eyes in shock and fear, only to be scared witless. The iron pipe Justin held was just three centimeters from their heads, almost touching their ears.
Seeing the troubled expressions on the workers' faces, Justin was extremely curious. He asked a worker what was going on. After being evasive initially, the worker finally explained the matter clearly under Justin's repeated urging. "Mr. Wilson! It's not that we don't want to eat. The food in the employee canteen is simply awful and expensive. A meal costs forty to fifty dollars. We ordinary workers can't afford that!" "Not only is it expensive, the portions are ridiculously small. The canteen manager, Nathaniel, is the younger brother-in-law of Zachary, whom you just beat up. Those two rascals usually make trouble and extract money from us in the factory. The food used to be quite decent in our canteen. Although we couldn't have meat with every meal, at least we had enough to eat and it tasted good. However, after those two took over, the meals have become worse and worse. We really don't want to eat in the canteen anymore. We might as well spend a little over twenty dollars to coo
As the fat woman spoke, she was about to pour the pot of boiled vegetables directly onto the ground. In the next second, a big foot suddenly kicked her in the chest. Rebecca screamed and flew back immediately. The pot of boiled vegetables in her hands also flew out and was about to fall to the ground. In the next second, Justin reacted swiftly and grabbed the pot with one hand. Naturally, all the vegetables fell into the pot, and not a single one spilled out.Everyone was amazed that someone could act so quickly in such a crisis. What's more, they applauded Justin for standing up for them voluntarily. This time they really had a good boss, and all the workers would have good days.After being knocked down, the fat woman started screaming loudly. Hearing the commotion, the man came over with a kitchen knife."Who dares hurt my daughter-in-law? Come out, and I'll chop you up right now. Tired of living, huh? I don't even dare hit my daughter-in-law, yet you dare beat her. It seems feedi
Upon hearing this, the couple couldn't help but open their mouths wide in shock. However, they quickly shook their heads in disbelief, indicating that this was simply impossible. Everyone knew that her brother was a talented fighter and that no less than three to five men were his match. This young man looked only about 20 years old and was thin and wiry. How could he possibly be Zachary's opponent? The workers must be lying. "Haha, don't lie to me. I won't believe your nonsense. My brother's character and skills are well known. How could a mere whelp like him defeat my brother? Impossible! I'm telling you, you fools are making trouble with this young man, and when my brother returns, none of you will escape. I won't cook today, so you can all starve. From now on, you must each pay 30 dollars more per day for meals to compensate us for mental anguish and medical expenses." These two were truly capitalists exploiting people. They were determined to take advantage of this opportunity
Patrick knelt before Justin, kowtowing without stopping and crying bitterly as he begged Justin to spare his life. But Justin had already decided to get rid of them. How could he possibly spare them? Even if he showed great mercy and agreed to spare the couple, the workers they had oppressed for so long would surely not agree. He would never do such a thing. After all, he wasn't some softhearted fool. In the past, he had been bullied everywhere, so now he understood the workers' feelings even better. He kicked the other man away, then directly ordered people to throw the couple out. As Rebecca was carried away, she struggled and cursed venomously. Her curses were extremely offensive, even cursing Justin's parents. Upon hearing this, Justin felt an indescribable rage rush straight to his head and instantly erupt. He grabbed the woman and took a wooden rice spoon from the side, striking her cheeks again and again until her nostrils streamed with blood before stopping. By now, Rebecca
Although the facts were already clear, Manager Turner was still unwilling to admit defeat. After all, he had worked in the company for decades. If he was driven out by a wet-behind-the-ears yellow-haired boy, where would he put his face? He was a man of status and reputation. If it was known that he was expelled from Sunrise Corporation, he would become a joke."Mr. Wilson, I have to admit that the material you brought back is indeed much better than what we used before, but you only have one piece, which is far from solving the current problem. Our bet is not as simple as taking out the material. I said to solve the current difficulty. It seems you don't have the ability to solve it now. So this bet, you lost. The one who should leave is you!" Upon hearing this, Justin sneered in his heart. He knew that this scoundrel would definitely use such methods and excuses to force him to leave. However, he was well prepared. He had been busy for the past two days and produced 10,000 sets, en
"Manager Turner was eventually carried out. Many of his accomplices also left angrily with him. Justin did not stop them but smiled. Half of the remaining people were onlookers. Gradually, half of them left. In the end, only a few people were left in the huge conference room." They all lowered their heads dispiritedly and sat there, secretly glancing at Justin's movements. Seeing Justin's cold smile, they were uncertain for a while. The young chairman had only been here for a few days but had already suppressed these veteran figures. He thought he was just a wet-behind-the-ears yellow-haired boy. Now it seemed that he was not a yellow-haired boy at all but an old cunning fox with more tricks than anyone else. He had confidence in winning this bet from the beginning. The bet was deliberately made to force Manager Turner out. Before leaving, he angered the man half to death. It had to be said that this trick was too vicious. It was believed that Manager Turner would not get up for h