In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 357 Roadblock?
"Boss Yu, wait for me a moment. I'll go get you a few bags of our factory's new laundry detergent. I can't let you come all this way for nothing. A little laundry detergent is nothing to me." Wang Zhuo didn't give Yu Dawei a reply. He quickly stepped forward, pulled Yu Dawei back, and then turned and went out the door.

Yu Dawei stood there for a while, but in the end he couldn't bring himself to refuse the other party's enthusiasm, after all he knew that he couldn't blame the other party for what happened today.

"You're the ones who are sons of bitches! You're the ones who don't even have fathers!"

"You have a father, why don't you show him to us? You claim the factory belongs to your family, but the employees haven't even given you a second glance! You're just bragging!"

Just then, the sound of a group of children playing and making noise came from the doorway.

Out of curiosity, Yu Dawei stepped out of the manager's office and saw four or five children surrounding a thin, bespectacled little boy, giving the impression that they were about to kick each other at any moment.

The children heard footsteps, looked up, and saw a figure as large as a mountain.

"Dad!" Wearing thick glasses, the little boy in the middle of the group suddenly had a bright idea. He quickly broke through the encirclement, grabbed Yu Dawei's hand, and then pointed at the other children, "It's them! It's them who block the school gate every day and collect protection money from me!"

Yu Dawei glanced down at the little boy, whose eyes held a hint of apprehension as he looked at him.

Yu Dawei remained silent for half a second, then affectionately patted the little boy's head as he waited anxiously. He then strode over to four or five children and gave them a threatening lecture.

Those children had never seen anything like it before, and they were so frightened that they ran away as fast as they could. The bespectacled boy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He stared at the hand that had grabbed him for a long time, and finally, with some reluctance, watched as the large hand released him.

"Mr. Yu, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Wang Zhuo handed a small box of laundry detergent to Yu Dawei, glanced at his listless son, and without thinking much, reached out to Yu Dawei again, saying, "Even if the deal doesn't go through, we can still be on good terms. I hope we can cooperate again sometime in the future."

"Okay, thank you for the gift. I'll be going now." Yu Dawei's anger completely dissipated with the other party's respectful behavior. Before leaving, he also reminded him, "Manager Wang, if you want to manage the company well, you can't be too soft-hearted. Otherwise, it will be difficult to manage your subordinates. I hope you can get through this difficult time."

"Thanks,"

"Dad, you can't leave!" The little boy saw Yu Dawei about to leave and, thinking of his mother being bullied by bad people, suddenly rushed forward and spread his arms to block his way.

"So young and already knows how to be a roadblock." Yu Dawei extended his index finger, put his thumb together, and lightly flicked the little boy's forehead.

But Yu Dawei was a car mechanic by trade, so even the slightest touch could be clearly heard throughout the room with a "thud," sounding like the beating of a wooden fish.

"Ouch!" The little boy covered his forehead with both hands, half-squatting and rubbing his head with a grimace.

"Don't go! You have to help my mom defeat the bad guys!" Seeing that Yu Dawei was about to let him go, the little boy quickly endured the pain and opened his thin arms again.

Yu Dawei found the four-eyed boy a bit funny, so he squatted down and looked at him curiously: "Tell me, I'm not familiar with your mother, and I'm not familiar with you either, so why should I help you defeat the bad guys?"

"I don't care! Dad! You have to help me again!" The little boy grabbed Yu Dawei's big, thick leg like a little teddy bear and wouldn't let go no matter what.

Yu Dawei rolled his eyes on the spot, thinking to himself, "I've really done something terrible."

Good heavens, did I forget to check the almanac before going out today? I just strolled around the county town and ended up picking up a son out of nowhere.

"Liu Liu! What are you doing?! Get off me right now!" Wang Zhuo was completely dumbfounded. From her son blocking her way like a robber to Yu Dawei flicking her forehead, and finally, when she came to her senses, her child was already hugging Boss Yu's leg.

Wang Zhuo quickly got up and went to Yu Dawei's side, apologizing while pulling his son forcefully: "Boss Yu, I'm so sorry, the child was just talking nonsense without knowing any better."

“I know everything! My uncle bullies you every day, and his kids bully me at school every day too!” The little boy clung to Yu Dawei’s leg and wouldn’t let go, sobbing. “You cry every time my uncle bullies you. I don’t want to be bullied anymore, and I don’t want to see you being bullied.”

"Liu Liu!" Wang Zhuo gritted her teeth with a pang of heartache, pinching her son's waist with her fingers. The boy instinctively let go in pain, and she then pulled the child off Yu Dawei's lap.

"Mr. Yu, I'm sorry to have troubled you." Wang Zhuo had spent half a day getting the child down, and now he was out of breath, his hair disheveled, looking just like a shrew who had just finished a fight.

"Take this money. Whether you help or not is up to you, but it's my way of showing my appreciation." The woman quickly took out five hundred yuan from her wallet and handed it to Yu Dawei.

Yu Dawei glanced at the woman, but still didn't take it. He carried the small box downstairs.

As soon as he reached the entrance on the first floor, he felt his thighs sink again, and he rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"Please, please save this poor child! My mom really can't hold on much longer, waaaaah." The mischievous child ran all the way downstairs and then gave Yu Dawei a big bear hug, firmly grabbing his leg.

"Sigh." Yu Dawei sighed helplessly, reached out and grabbed the other person's collar like picking up a chick, lifted him up and put him aside, then squatted down and looked at the tearful little boy, "Tell me, why are you holding on to me like this?"

The little boy looked up at Yu Dawei and said, "I don't know either, I just felt that you could help me."

"Sigh, what a tragedy," Yu Dawei sighed. Seeing that Yu Dawei still wouldn't agree, the little boy beckoned to him. After Yu Dawei squatted down, he whispered in his ear, "You won't lose out if you become my dad. As long as you protect me and my mom, my grandpa said he wanted to leave this factory to me, and I'll give it to you when I grow up. Also, my uncle says my mom has a great figure, so you definitely won't lose out if you become my dad!"

"Hehe, I'm really exasperated with you, you little rascal." Yu Dawei was both amused and exasperated by the little guy. He held the little guy's arms with both big hands and patiently explained, "First of all, I'm already married and I have my own son, so I don't need you to fill in. Also, I'm just a mechanic. I simply don't want to fix your mother's car. I can't control your family's factory, understand?"

"You're talking nonsense!" the little boy persisted, pointing a finger at the large SUV in the yard. "You must be a big boss, otherwise how could you drive such a big vehicle! You, you're here to save me! That's it!"

As the boy spoke, his eyes actually reddened, and he grabbed Yu Dawei's big hand and wouldn't let go: "Please save me and my mother, please. Many people in the factory don't like my mother. A few days ago, my mother was so angry that she fainted."

“I was afraid my mom would be bullied, so I cried and refused to go to school and stayed at the factory, but I was too young…” This time, the little boy didn’t just whine and cry; instead, he looked at Yu Dawei with hopeful eyes and sobbed softly.

Yu Dawei looked at the boy, took off his glasses, and gently wiped the tears from his cheeks.

He stood up and handed the glasses to Wang Zhuo, who was already sobbing uncontrollably not far away: "Let's go. I can't help with anything else, but for the sake of the little guy, I'll fix that car for you."

"Thank you, thank you." Wang Zhuo didn't look at Yu Dawei anymore, but knelt down and hugged his son tightly.

The rain was still falling outside the gate. The orphan and the widow embraced and wept. Yu Dawei stood at the gate with his back to them. He had seen it clearly just now. Some employees saw their female boss crying, but they seemed not to see it and walked away.

The Chinese character for "person" looks like it only has two strokes, but it's incredibly complex.

After a long while, Wang Zhuo took Yu Dawei to the new factory of Longmen Laundry Detergent again. Unlike before, this time she brought her son along.

Perhaps it's to prevent the child from overthinking when alone.

However, this little brat insisted on riding in Yu Dawei's SUV. As soon as he got in and sat in the back seat, he started touching and looking at everything, and he didn't forget to continue to persuade Yu Dawei to agree to be his father.

You brat!

Upon arriving at the main gate, a black Santana led the way. When it pulled up next to the large umbrella, Wang Zhuo rolled down the window and, abandoning his previous gentle demeanor, coldly looked at the old man standing under the umbrella.

"Manager Wang, are you going to the new factory?" The old man had just seen Manager Wang's car, followed by the SUV that he had chased away.

Just as he was pondering what excuse to use to stop the SUV outside, he saw the black Santana slowly pull up in front of him.

His heart pounded wildly, and a vague sense of foreboding crept into his mind.

"I heard you chased away the people I invited?" Wang Zhuo's tone was cold. Her hair was disheveled, making her look like a vengeful witch in the night. Her eyes were like knives as she stared at the old man's wrinkled face, as if she wanted to tear him to pieces.

At this moment, Wang Zhuo seemed to be a different person, especially when she thought of how worried Liu Liu was about her. She wished she could take a knife and kill that bastard Liu Changyu!

The old man was startled by Manager Wang's imposing manner and stammered, "Yes, at that time, at that time..."

"You know he was invited, right?" Wang Zhuo didn't want to listen to his nonsense at all.

"I know, I know."

"And then you kicked him out, right?" Wang Zhuo's eyes grew even colder. "I'm not going to waste my breath on you anymore. Go back and pack your things and leave."

After Wang Zhuo finished speaking, he rolled up the car window and prepared to drive in.

At that moment, the old man's mind went blank, and he felt as if the sky had fallen and the earth had collapsed. This was the job that made him the easiest money. If he lost this job, how would he survive?

Seeing the woman's nonchalant attitude, the old man instantly became agitated. He reached his hands through the window, gripping the upward-moving pane and shouting angrily, "What right do you have to fire me! Who do you think you are! This entire factory belongs to the Liu family, not some outsider like you! What are you anyway!"

"Fire me?! It should be Manager Liu Changyu who fires me, not you!" The old man seemed to be possessed, and once again reached out and grabbed Wang Zhuo's slender neck.

At the critical moment, a large hand transformed into a fist, directly punching the old man away. Then, the burly figure stretched out his left hand, grabbed the old man's neck, and pressed him under the large umbrella. No matter how the old man struggled, it was to no avail.

"Are you alright?" Yu Dawei frowned as he glanced at the terrified Wang Zhuo, then said in a nonchalant tone, "This old man is clearly mentally unstable. You still dare to use him?"

“He’s my brother-in-law’s wife’s maternal uncle. I’ll investigate him later. If he really has mental problems, I’ll definitely settle accounts with Liu Changyu’s wife.” Wang Zhuo gradually recovered from his shock, and the coldness in his eyes deepened.

Her tolerance and understanding over the past year have only resulted in her brother-in-law's aggressive behavior towards her and her child. Since that's the case, then let's fight to the death!
Even if the factory goes bankrupt, it's still better than having this good-for-nothing brother-in-law!
Some people said this chapter was toxic, so I did my best to "detoxify" it, to the very limit.

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