Qinglong District, an urban village.
This is where Lin Yun's small workshop is located.
Not only Lin Yun's small workshop, but also the entire Qinglong District of Shenzhen City. It is the largest wholesale market for electronics in the country, and many large and small workshops rely on it for survival. Many of them are clustered in these urban villages.
Because the rent in urban villages is cheap and it is very convenient, people live upstairs and work downstairs.
It is 10am, the time when everyone is at work, and the urban village is quiet.
Every now and then, you can see a workshop with an open door, with some workers busy inside.
Lin Yun and Xia Qingqing walked side by side, and soon reached the location of Lin Yun's small workshop.
A seven-storey building, the first floor of which is about 100 square metres, is the workshop rented by Lin Yun.
At this time, the door was open, and the busyness of the past was gone. The full equipment was no longer there, leaving only an emptiness and quiet, as well as some messy rubbish.
At this moment, some sounds suddenly came out.
'Tsk, Ding Wei, Xiaomei, I said the boss is not here, who are you working so hard for? That said, after this incident, Lin Yun is unlikely to be the boss anymore, and it is uncertain whether this place will still be his in the future, and it is also uncertain whether we will get paid this month. You are working for nothing...'
A young man's voice sneered.
'Zhong Liang, do you have a conscience when you say this? When we first came to Shenzhen and were bullied, who helped us? When we had nowhere to go, who took us in? It was the boss! Wages, food, accommodation, has the boss ever mistreated us? You're saying this now...'
The voice of a young man said, solemnly.
'Okay, Ding Wei, don't give me that. You're a saint. I only know that I work for a wage. Now I've worked for a month and I haven't been paid. Who can I go to about this?'
said the voice of the young man impatiently.
'Ding Wei, Xiaomei, Zhong Liang's words may not sound good, but they are for your own good. Lin Yun was fined a large sum of money, and even the equipment was cheaply written off. The factory is definitely finished. What's the point of cleaning up that pile of rubbish? Lin Yun owes us so much in wages, he might just run away as soon as he gets out of the law enforcement office, and you're still here cleaning up... I don't know why you're so stupid. The other day, someone came from above to inspect the equipment, and you even stopped them from doing so. Could we possibly resist? As it turned out, you got hurt on the head, and who cares about you? Do you still expect Lin Yun to count your injury as an occupational injury...'
Another young man's voice suddenly said.
'Boss...'
Ding Wei was about to say something again when he suddenly looked at the door and froze, stammering.
'Boss, Sister Qingqing, you're here!'
A girl with glasses was cleaning up the trash with her head bowed. When she heard Ding Wei's words, she quickly looked up and saw the two people at the door. She immediately said with surprise.
The two people at the door were Lin Yun and Xia Qingqing.
'Ding Wei, Xiaomei, thank you for your hard work!'
Lin Yun said with a smile.
Then, Lin Yun looked at the other two young men and said lightly, 'Zhong Liang, Li Zhengqi, you don't have to worry about me running away with your wages. Xiaomei, go get the account book and calculate how much they are paid. I will settle their wages now.'
When he got to the end, Lin Yun turned his head to look at the girl in glasses.
He believes in honesty in business, and has only done something like this once before, even then he didn't copy someone else's appearance exactly. When he was accepting the fine, he deliberately left the wages of his workers, and for this reason, he even gave the law enforcement department a large discount on some expensive equipment he had just bought.
'Okay, boss,' the girl in glasses nodded hurriedly, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and went to get the account book.
Seeing this, Xia Qingqing also hurriedly went up to help.
'Not only our wages, but also the wages of others, the two of us are here waiting for them...' Zhong Liang and Li Zhengqi were a little embarrassed when they were caught talking behind someone else's back, but soon they thought about their task these few days and immediately said:
'Then you notify the others to come over, and I will settle their wages today as well.'
Lin Yun nodded and said directly: 'Then you notify the others to come over, their wages, I will settle the bill today as well.'
He has a total of twenty-one workers in this small workshop, and he doesn't care where the others have gone, why he is so at ease letting Zhong Liang and Li Zhengqi help them wait for news here.
'Okay.'
Lin Yun was so decisive, leaving Zhong Liang and Li Zhengqi with a lump in their throats, but they could only nod in agreement.
Subsequently, Zhong Liang took out his phone and started to make a call.
'Ding Wei, are you okay with the injury on your head?'
Lin Yun turned around and looked at the gauze wrapped around Ding Wei's head, asking with concern.
Ding Wei is nineteen years old, and is relatively introverted, but very stubborn. He is determined in what he believes, and will not turn back. So, the other day, when the authorities came to inspect the equipment in the factory, he, who is usually quite introverted, dared to go up and stop them from inspecting.
At that moment, he saw Lin Yun taking the initiative to care about him, and immediately, a little at a loss, he waved his hands and said, 'Boss, it's just a small injury on my head, I'm fine...'
Then, as if he had thought of something, he quickly said, "Right, boss, you don't need to rush to pay my wages, I know you're a bit short of money right now...'
'Boss, there's also my wages, there's no rush to pay..." Just then, Xia Qingqing and Xiao Mei returned with the account book, and Xiao Mei also spoke up.
'Cheeky! Hypocritical!'
On the other side, Zhong Liang, after making the phone call, saw this scene and immediately scoffed, disdainfully saying,
'What do you mean, there's no rush? What a saint! You might as well not get paid!
They work for wages, to make money!
You want money, and you want to be a saint. He despises people like that the most!
"Zhong Liang, you...'
Seeing this scene, Ding Wei couldn't help but become angry again.
'Ding Wei, don't mind what he says,' Lin Yun patted Ding Wei on the shoulder to stop him from speaking.
With some people, arguing with them only makes you more angry, and it's pointless.
This Zhong Liang is one of those people.
'Whatever...'
Seeing this scene, Zhong Liang was even more disdainful. People like him who love to mock others like him like nothing better than to see others enraged and speechless by his words. Now, although Lin Yun had stopped Ding Wei from speaking, it made him even more disdainful.
However, the other party did not respond to him, and for a while, he did not know what to say.
Two minutes later, a group of people came over, and they were Lin Yun's workers.
However, there was also a middle-aged fat man at the head.
'Hey, Boss Lin, you're out of the law enforcement office, aren't you?' the middle-aged fat man said in a teasing tone.
'Wang Wenchang, what are you doing here?' Lin Yun looked at the middle-aged fat man and said coldly.
Last month, he entered the high-end imitation market, and this middle-aged fat man was one of his rivals, and he had not done him any favours.
'Haha, of course I'm here to take my employees to collect their wages from their former boss. These days, there are so many heartless bosses, I'm afraid my employees will suffer!' Wang Wenchang said proudly, glancing at the crowd behind him.
Obviously, these people had already become his employees.
'Boss...'
'Lin Ge...'
At this time, some people behind Wang Wenchang shouted in a small voice, embarrassed.
After all, not everyone is as shameless as Zhong Liang. Of course, this is also because Lin Yun usually treats his workers well.
'Did you do something to my factory?' Lin Yun asked, not looking at the others, but staring coldly at Wang Wenchang.
Not to mention other places, there are more than just his factory making high-quality imitations in this urban village. He's not just copying the original, but many other workshops are copying the original exactly, but when the law enforcement department came to investigate, they only investigated his factory.
In response, the law enforcement department said that they didn't know about the other places, and someone reported his factory.
Lin Yun started working at the age of 18 and built a small business in five years. He was no fool and had a hunch that there might be a problem.
At this moment, Wang Wenchang's behaviour made him doubt the other party.
'Haha, you're not a fool if you can think that this is no coincidence,' Wang Wenchang said with a disdainful smile, 'Yes, I did this. I warned you a long time ago that high-end imitation was not an area you could set foot in, but you didn't listen. Now you're in this situation, so who's to blame?'
'Aren't you afraid that I will use the same method against you?' Lin Yun asked with narrowed eyes.
'Haha! If I dare to use such a method against you, how would I be afraid of you using such a method against me? There are thousands of people in the Qinglong District who make high-quality replicas, but some can do it and some cannot. Country boy, you'd better go back to your hometown honestly. Shenzhen is not something you can handle!' Wang Wenchang first let out a loud laugh, then looked at Lin Yun coldly and said.
In the high imitation market, using official power against competitors is actually a taboo, because this market is illegal. If you use official power against others, others may also use official power against you. Wang Wenchang had long since investigated Lin Yun's background before recklessly dealing with Lin Yun.
After saying this, Wang Wenchang turned around and was about to leave.
But suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Wang Wenchang turned back, looked at Lin Yun, snorted, and said, 'Right, I also want to thank you for the cheap equipment. For a million yuan of equipment, you got it for 500,000 yuan, which also saved the time for it to be broken in, and you got a group of skilled workers for free. It's just too cost-effective, haha!'
A ruthless finishing blow!
Not bad! Wang Wenchang is just being pretentious!
He has struck a blow against his opponent, and he wants his opponent to know that it was him who struck the blow, and then he will sneer in his opponent's face, only then will he feel satisfied!
I have to say, Wang Wenchang is feeling particularly satisfied right now!
After saying this, Wang Wenchang turned around and was about to really leave!
'Wait a minute.'
Just then, Lin Yun suddenly spoke.
'Why? Boss Lin, did you call me because you don't have the fare home? If that's the case, on the basis of the fact that we're in the same mess, I can give you some money for the fare...' Wang Wenchang turned around and looked at Lin Yun, sneering.
'It seems that Boss Wang knows me quite well,' Lin Yun said with a faint smile.
'So-so,' Wang Wenchang said, laughing, and when he was done pretending, he didn't feel like staying.
'Then does Boss Wang know how I first established my foothold here?' Lin Yun's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said coldly.
'What do you mean?' Wang Wenchang frowned.
'I practiced martial arts since I was young, and I have a bad temper. Boss Wang, you should be careful in the future. You should have heard the saying, 'A barefoot man is not afraid of shoes. "" Lin Yun did not answer Wang Wenchang's words, and said indifferently.
After saying that, Lin Yun turned around and walked towards the factory building.
'Xiao Mei, Qingqing, you calculate the wages of these people.'
At the same time, Lin Yun said indifferently.
On the other side, Wang Wenchang's face turned black.
What did Lin Yun mean by this?
Without the power of the authorities, is this trying to threaten him with personal force?
'Humph!'
Wang Wenchang's face changed, and in the end he snorted and turned away.
Practicing martial arts since childhood? Does he really think he is Bruce Lee?
He has been in society for so many years, how could he be scared of a little thing like this?
However, it is better to be safe than sorry. For the time being, he will be on his guard. If Lin Yun dares to attack him, he will make sure that the other person can never get out of prison!