78: means

The entrance to the meat processing plant was absolutely packed with people.

The man who had been shouting his head off just moments ago now looked like a frost-bitten eggplant.

He trailed behind Lin Chuan, head hung low, not daring to utter a single word.

Lin Chuan pushed Crew Cut Man forward, walking straight up to Wang Dafa, who was pretending to be helpless while sitting on a folding stool, holding a tea mug.

Beside them, Chu Yueli stood with an air of nobility, watching the scene coldly.

"Wang Dafa!"

Lin Chuan's shout was full of vigor, drowning out the surrounding buzz of discussion.

"Stop pretending. This brother here spilled all your dirty little secrets in the car just now."

"You're fired, effective immediately."

"Pack your things and get out."

Hearing this, Wang Dafa's tea mug clattered to the ground, splashing scalding hot tea all over his pants leg.

But being a seasoned old fox, his skin was thicker than a city wall's corner.

He sprang to his feet, his large, fleshy face a mask of grievance and fury.

"On what grounds?!"

Wang Dafa pointed at Lin Chuan, his finger trembling, spittle flying everywhere.

"I won't accept this! I'm an old-timer at this factory! I've worked diligently for this place for twenty years!"

"Even if I haven't made great contributions, I've certainly put in the hard work!"

"You just bought the factory and now you want to kill the donkey after it's done grinding the grain? Burn the bridge after crossing the river?"

"Everyone, be the judge! Is there no law anymore? This is the ugly face of capitalists!"

These words were quite inflammatory.

The old workers who didn't know the truth looked at Wang Dafa with genuine sympathy in their eyes.

"How can they handle things like this? Old Wang has been here for so many years, after all!"

"Isn't the new boss being a bit too ruthless?"

A few suppliers who were in cahoots with Wang Dafa also started to stir up trouble.

"Exactly! If Factory Director Wang leaves, who are we supposed to collect our debts from?"

"Factory Director Wang must stay! Otherwise, we'll stop supplying goods!"

Facing this agitated crowd,

Lin Chuan sneered coldly.

He didn't waste words on these people. He simply took a step forward. His height of over 1.8 meters, combined with his recently enhanced physique, exuded an oppressive aura that made it hard to breathe, pressing right up to Wang Dafa's face.

"You call that hard work?"

Lin Chuan's eyes held a mocking glint as he suddenly struck like lightning.

*Smack!*

He grabbed Wang Dafa's left hand before it could even be pulled back.

"Hey! What are you doing! He's hitting me!" Wang Dafa shrieked like a slaughtered pig.

"Shut up!"

Lin Chuan applied a little pressure with his hand, and Wang Dafa's face turned purple with pain.

*Riiip—!*

Lin Chuan's other hand grabbed the sleeve of Wang Dafa's Dacron shirt and yanked it up violently!

Under the sunlight,

a flash of golden light nearly blinded everyone.

There, on Wang Dafa's hairy, dark wrist, was a dazzling, diamond-encrusted gold watch!

The watch face was larger than a bottle cap, its densely packed diamonds shimmering disorientingly in the sun!

A Rolex! A Diamond-Studded Luxury Watch!

"Hiss—!!"

The sound of sharp intakes of breath instantly filled the air.

The workers in their patched overalls stared, their eyes practically popping out of their heads.

In these times, a worker's monthly wage was only around a hundred bucks.

How much would a watch like this cost?

Tens of thousands? Or hundreds of thousands?

"Everyone, open your eyes wide and take a good look!"

Lin Chuan held up Wang Dafa's arm as if displaying a piece of evidence.

"This is the 'good' factory director you all praise for his diligence and hard work for the factory!"

"This watch is from Hong Kong! A genuine Rolex gold watch!"

"It costs at least a hundred thousand, minimum!"

"How much is his monthly salary? Three hundred? Five hundred?"

"Could he afford this watch even if he worked for fifty years without eating or drinking?!"

Lin Chuan's voice echoed like thunder at the entrance.

"You're all getting laid off, with no food to eat, your families struggling to make ends meet!"

"And him? Wearing a gold watch, drinking moutai, driving a car!"

"Where did that money come from? Did it fall from the sky?!"

The flesh on Wang Dafa's face twitched violently. Cold sweat poured down his forehead. He tried to pull his hand back, but it was as if it was welded to a pair of iron pliers, completely immovable.

Lin Chuan released his grip, and Wang Dafa plopped down onto the ground.

Lin Chuan turned, his sharp gaze sweeping over the group of troublemaking suppliers.

"And you lot!"

"You were shouting pretty loudly just now, weren't you?"

"Saying the factory owes you money?"

"Fine!"

Lin Chuan waved his hand grandly, pointing at the mercedes-benz behind him.

"Let me tell you, I've hired the most elite accounting team from Hong Kong Island, and they'll be here tomorrow!"

"We'll check every single entry! Verify every single transaction!"

"Let's see how many of those are fake invoices? How many are empty accounts for goods that never even arrived?"

"Who dares to come and settle accounts with me? Huh?!"

"If the accounts are genuine, we'll pay on the spot, with an extra ten percent interest!"

"But if I find out anyone colluded with this Wang Dafa to embezzle collective assets!"

"Then we'll meet at the Public Security Bureau! Let's see if your mouths are tougher than the cornbread buns inside!"

As soon as these words were spoken,

the faces of the suppliers who had been shouting the loudest instantly turned pale.

Their legs began to tremble.

They knew perfectly well what shady things they had done!

If the accounts were really audited... they could genuinely go to jail!

"Uh, you know what, I have something to do at home, I gotta go!"

"Oh, I just remembered, that account entry might have been a mistake..."

The creditors who had been so aggressive moments ago now hunched their shoulders, slinking into the crowd and running away faster than rabbits.

The remaining workers completely erupted.

Looking at Wang Dafa on the ground with his hundred-thousand-yuan gold watch, then looking at the megaphones in their own hands,

they were filled with the fury of being deceived!

"Wang Dafa! You old bastard!"

"We've been working ourselves to death in the workshops, not even getting our wages, and you embezzled this much?!"

"Beat this bloodsucker to death!"

"You're not fit to be a factory director!"

"No! Don't hit me! I'm innocent!" Wang Dafa covered his head, rolling on the ground.

At this moment, no one spoke up for him anymore.

Countless gobs of spit were aimed directly at him.

Chu Yueli watched this scene, her beautiful eyes shifting. As she looked at Lin Chuan's back, her admiration reached its peak.

This move was absolutely brilliant!

Not only did he deal with the mole, but he also instantly won back the workers' hearts.

Now *this* was true tactics!