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Lin Yunfei spoke slowly, his expression serious: "Even if 40% of the shares are employee stock ownership."
"However, from a legal perspective, your Shanshui Group holds 60%, making you a major shareholder."
Gao Xiaoqin nodded and slightly opened her head: "Yes, Secretary Lin. It's all because of that Cai Chenggong who's been taking on orders like crazy."
"Stop, Mr. Gao."
“This is your problem,” Lin Yunfei said, pointing at Gao Xiaoqin.
Gao Xiaoqin stared in disbelief: "???"
"Your Shanshui Group acquired Dafeng Factory. This means that the employees of Dafeng Factory belong to your Shanshui Group and are employees of your Shanshui Group."
Lin Yunfei spoke slowly, his words hitting the nail on the head.
"Your Shanshui Group will naturally find a job for your employees and properly settle them down."
"You can't even manage your own employees."
"You still expect the government to help you?"
Gao Xiaoqin's mind went blank: "..."
Lin Yunfei continued, "Furthermore, according to the instructions of Li Dakang, a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee, all contracts signed by the traitor Ding Yizhen are null and void."
"The Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee and the Guangming District Party Committee and Government do not recognize any contracts or agreements signed by traitors."
"In other words, the 10 mu of land belonging to Dafeng Factory has now been changed back to industrial land by the Land and Resources Bureau."
"Okay, turn left as you exit. I'm going home."
37. Zhao Xiaohui came to Jingzhou and personally went to apologize.
37. Zhao Xiaohui came to Jingzhou and personally went to apologize.
Gao Xiaoqin was completely dumbfounded. How did the workers of Dafeng Factory become employees of our Shanshui Group?
"Secretary Lin, this isn't right. They are laid-off workers from Dafeng Factory."
Lin Yunfei remained expressionless, raised his right hand, and asked in return, "So you're an employee of your Shanshui Group?"
"I have read the court's judgment."
"Your Shanshui Group owns all the shares of Dafeng Factory."
“You, Gao Xiaoqin, are now the owner of Dafeng Factory. You can’t handle your own employees, so you come to the Guangming District government.”
"Let me put it this way: you go to a 4S store to buy a Ferrari."
Lin Yunfei spoke slowly, his words hitting the nail on the head: "The 4S store owner continues to drive his Ferrari. Gao Xiaoqin, do you think that's reasonable?"
Gao Xiaoqin took a deep breath, her expression serious: "Secretary Lin, what do you mean?"
"That's not what I meant. Your Shanshui Group needs to shoulder its social responsibility."
"Your Shanshui Group needs to rehire these 1,300-plus workers. Properly place them in new jobs."
"I don't care who's behind you."
"Even if it's Zhao Lichun, we must act according to the law." Lin Yunfei's eyes were blazing, his words sure to be shocking.
The implication of this statement is that I'm not afraid of even the former provincial party secretary, Zhao Lichun.
Not to mention Zhao Ruilong, a spoiled brat.
Upon hearing this, Gao Xiaoqin's face turned extremely pale, and a look of fear appeared on her face.
"Gao Xiaoqin. I have Zhao Xiaohui's private phone number, 135XXXX7668."
"Go back and ask your master if this phone number is correct." A meaningful smile appeared on Lin Yunfei's lips.
Gao Xiaoqin felt a chill run through her body, as if she had been stripped naked and had no secrets left.
Because this is Zhao Xiaohui's private phone number.
She had met Zhao Xiaohui a few times and added her number.
To put it bluntly, she was just a front woman for the Zhao family.
Lin Yunfei continued, "Your Shanshui Group doesn't want these workers. That's called dismissal."
"You should be paid 2N in compensation for being dismissed. Only if your Shanshui Group goes bankrupt."
"These 1,300-plus workers are what we call laid-off."
Gao Xiaoqin walked out of the office in a daze and left the district government building.
Sitting in my RV in the open-air parking lot.
Gao Xiaoqin took a deep breath, took out her smartphone from her bag, hesitated for a moment, and dialed Zhao Xiaohui's number.
Beep~ Beep!!
On the other end of the phone, Zhao Xiaohui's gentle voice came through: "Hello, who is this?"
Gao Xiaoqin took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound calm: "President Zhao, it's me, Gao Xiaoqin."
Zhao Xiaohui was clearly surprised that it was Gao Xiaoqin calling, and her tone was slightly surprised: "Oh, it's Xiaoqin, what's up?"
Gao Xiaoqin bit her lip, relayed Lin Yunfei's words, and finally said, "President Zhao, Secretary Lin's attitude is very firm. What should we do?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before Zhao Xiaohui's voice came through again: "Xiaoqin, don't worry. I'll handle this. You should go back to the company first."
Gao Xiaoqin responded and hung up the phone. Sitting in the RV, looking at the bustling traffic outside the window, she felt a mix of emotions.
She knew that this matter was far from simple.
Lin Yunfei actually knew Zhao Xiaohui's private phone number.
There are only two possibilities in this situation. The first possibility is that Lin Yunfei and Zhao Xiaohui were originally very good friends.
The second possibility is that Lin Yunfei is a scion of a wealthy family in Beijing's elite circles. He's a man with original shares and extensive connections.
Gao Xiaoqin started the RV and slowly drove away from the district government building. She knew a storm was about to break.
She must find her place in this storm.
...Please give me flowers...
Yangcheng City, in eastern Guangdong.
Zhao Xiaohui hung up the phone, her expression ashen. Her brows furrowed slightly.
Who exactly is this Lin Yunfei? How did he know my private phone number?
"Hello, Dad. It's me, Xiaohui."
Zhao Lichun's voice was steady and powerful: "Xiao Hui, what's up?"
Zhao Xiaohui took a deep breath and told Zhao Lichun everything about Lin Yunfei.
On the other end of the phone, Zhao Lichun was silent for a moment, his voice tinged with displeasure: "Lin Yunfei? I need to investigate. I'll handle this."
Zhao Xiaohui felt somewhat relieved, knowing Zhao Lichun's influence.
In Jingzhou, and even throughout the entire Handong Province, Zhao Lichun was a man of immense influence and connections. After all, he had been in Handong for thirty years, and he still had many loyal followers.
“Dad, about Lin Yunfei, what do you think about…” Zhao Xiaohui was interrupted by Zhao Lichun before she could finish speaking: “Xiaohui, I know what I’m doing. Don’t act rashly.”
“This person is very likely a third-generation member of the Lin family in the capital,” Zhao Lichun said abruptly, in an uncertain tone.
"The Lin family? Dad, you mean the Grand Secretary..." Zhao Xiaohui's voice began to tremble. She could hardly believe it.
"I'm not sure. There's only one possibility right now."
“Your private number is only accessible to members of the cabinet family. It can be easily found,” Zhao Lichun calmly analyzed.
Zhao Xiaohui responded and hung up the phone. Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the bustling city outside, her mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts. She knew that the storm had already quietly arrived.
As the daughter of the Zhao family, she had to protect the Zhao family during this storm.
Zhao Lichun found out in just one day.
Lin Yunfei's true identity is that his father is Lin Hu, a third-generation direct descendant of the Lin family.
“Xiao Hui, Lin Yunfei is a third-generation member of the Lin family in Beijing,” Zhao Lichun said solemnly.
Zhao Xiaohui's expression was solemn, her brows furrowed: "I understand, Dad. I will go to Jingzhou City myself."
"We came to apologize to Lin Yunfei on behalf of the Zhao family."
Zhao Lichun's face showed a look of heartache: "I'm sorry to have wronged you, Xiaohui. If only you were a man."
“Ruilong, the things you’ve done are all beneath you.”
Zhao Xiaohui was silent for a moment: "Dad, let's not talk about this. Take care of yourself while you're in Beijing."
That noon, Zhao Xiaohui boarded a plane and flew to Jingzhou City, Handong Province.
“Ruilong, listen to me, you’re not allowed to cause trouble for Lin Yunfei.”
"Did you hear that?" Zhao Xiaohui called Zhao Ruilong after getting off the plane.
Zhao Ruilong stared in disbelief: "No, Second Sister. Do you know how arrogant Lin Yunfei is? The land of Dafeng Factory is worth a billion yuan!"
Zhao Xiaohui's face darkened, and she rebuked, "Forget about that 1 billion. The situation in Handong has undergone earth-shattering changes."
“Sha Ruijin’s arrival means that the court does not trust my father.”
“You’ve made a fortune over the years. Get out of Handong as soon as possible.”
"You don't want the shares in Shanshui Group either."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ruilong flew into a rage: "Why? Second Sister. I work hard to earn money, honestly and fairly."
“Zhao Ruilong, let me tell you. If our dad gets arrested, all the money you’ve earned will vanish.”
Zhao Xiaohui is known for her outrageous statements.
Zhao Ruilong fell silent immediately: "..."
Zhao Xiaohui is very astute about the situation: "What we need to do now is clean up the mess. We can't let Sha Ruijin find any fault with us."
"The money you've gained through power over the years will vanish in an instant when that power collapses."
"Since the land of Dafeng Factory is industrial land, then there's no need to demolish it."