70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 229 Group fight

Zhao Guangrong's neck veins bulged: "Chen Qing, do you really think you'll stay so smug forever?! Do you really think I can't deal with you?!"

The song "Workers Have Strength" started playing over the loudspeaker. As the song drew to a close, it was almost time for the workday to end. Chen Qing sensed something was wrong and rushed inside with the crowd.

Standing outside the steelmaking workshop, Zhao Guangrong's eyes were deep and dark, and he stood there gloomy. Then he wiped his face hard and walked into the steelmaking workshop.

The scrap metal department needs to cooperate with the transportation team on many things, which is one of the reasons why Chen Qing was sent to the scrap metal department.

After agreeing on the transportation time with Team Leader Zhang, Zhao Guangrong instructed Team Leader Zhang: "Have Chen Qing come and move it."

Team Leader Zhang then selected three more male comrades.

Zhao Guangrong agreed.

According to Team Leader Zhang's estimate, it was within a reasonable range for Chen Qing and the three strongest male comrades to handle a truckload of scrap steel.

But Team Leader Zhang didn't expect that Zhao Guangrong would be so shameless as to refuse to provide loading and unloading tools, and even be stingy in arranging a cart.

Chen Qing asked his colleague, puzzled, "Isn't the transportation department responsible for moving things? Why do we have to move things too?"

"Originally, it was the transportation team's job, but later they said that the scrap metal department had too much stuff and the handling was too slow, so the people in the scrap metal department helped with the work. As time went on, it became our job, and even the leaders tacitly agreed to let us do it."

Chai Dahu had worked in the scrap metal department for many years and knew that his department was not valued.

The foremen were either cowardly or cunning; they couldn't stand up for their workers, so the workers could only obey and do their jobs.

Chen Qing made two trips, and felt that the sun was shining particularly brightly on them. How could it still be so hot in November!

Looking at the mountain of scrap steel, Chen Qing worried that he wouldn't be able to finish his task today, so he asked the transportation department to drive a shorter distance so he could save some travel time.

The other party acted as if they were deaf.

I'm too lazy to even move.

If you ask again, they'll just yell at you: "Hurry up and move it, we need it urgently!"

Chen Qing was about to curse, but everyone stopped him. The transport team was well-paid, and everyone acted like a big shot, often making things difficult for them, which they were used to.

"Comrade Chen, let's carry it together, and we'll get it over with after a few more trips."

"Yes, yes, if we don't go along with them, we'll be the ones who are blamed."

"These guys have plenty of strength!"

All three comforted Chen Qing.

Chen Qing couldn't stand it anymore, so she went to Team Leader Zhang to apply for a cart, work gloves, and to ask the transport team to drive closer.

Team Leader Zhang smiled wryly: "Because the handcarts break down easily, we have to apply to the logistics department from time to time, but they always drag their feet, which means we really don't have many handcarts left. Everyone else has already taken them all."

"We can't just carry it all by hand, can we? Look how far they drove their truck, are they trying to kill us with exhaustion?!" Chen Qing was furious.

Looking at that truck again, it was undoubtedly the most dilapidated one in the transport team. When they loaded the scrap metal up, it would shake and some of it would fall off, and they would have to deal with it.

"The workshop has to solve the tasks; that's our problem, not the transportation team's."

Team Leader Zhang was truly at his wit's end.

The only thing I could do was give her work gloves.

Chen Qing was about to get angry when Team Leader Zhang pleaded with her, "Manpower can also do it. If it really doesn't work, I'll go and help your team move it first."

He said he would come.

Chen Qing gazed silently at the heavens.

She found such a cowardly leader that she didn't even know how to describe her.

Five people helped with the moving. After a whole morning, Chen Qing's old work gloves were completely ruined. He also had two cuts on his arms, and blood was slowly seeping out.

The work clothes, which used to be bright blue, have turned gray and drab, with countless holes in them, making sewing almost an extra task.

When Secretary Yang came to check on the workshop, he frowned slightly upon seeing the four men's disheveled state. He thought Old Zhao's methods were too low and would easily incite public outrage.

Everyone in the scrap metal department was furious, not just for Chen Qing, but out of genuine empathy. Who hasn't been treated badly by the transport team?

The transport team is treated like royalty, while the delivery crew is treated like trash; it's perfectly normal for them to be targeted.

After a busy morning, Chen Qing went to the cafeteria for lunch, but his arm was throbbing with pain.

The afternoon sun scorched her skin, and Chen Qing's patience reached its limit, causing her to completely explode.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Team Leader Zhang quickly asked, "Comrade Chen, where are you going?"

"Transportation team!"

The transport team was located behind the scrap metal department, but a gate connected them, making it easier to transport steel. When Chen Qing went to the transport team, he picked up a steel rod.

Upon seeing this, the three men carrying scrap steel quickly grabbed iron bars and followed suit.

The scrap metal department members looked at each other, thinking about Chen Qingbiao's aggressive behavior and considering that there were so many people in the transport team, while they only had four. They worried that if a fight broke out, they would be easily bullied.

The eldest brother, who had been allocated a house, raised his arm and shouted, "Let's go, let's have a fight with the transport team and show them that we scrap metal dealers are not to be trifled with!"

"Exactly! They've been bullying me for two or three years now. I really want to beat them up!"

"Just do it, no one is afraid of anyone!"

……

Driven by their passion and secretly thinking that with Chen Qing arguing ahead, they were sure to infuriate the transport team, so they grabbed whatever tools they could find and marched menacingly toward the transport team.

Team Leader Zhang slapped his thigh in frustration, shouting, "Come back, come back quickly!"

Getting into a group fight would result in a public reprimand, and he was so anxious that he ran around in circles, rushing to find Director Ma.

When Chen Qing turned around, she saw a huge crowd of people, probably thirty or fifty, which made her heart tremble. What was going on?

"Comrade Chen, don't worry, we won't let you get beaten up!"

"That's right, don't worry, we're definitely not weaker than the transport team in terms of strength."

"You bastard, I've wanted to beat up the transport team for ages."

……

Chen Qing hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

She didn't mean to fight...

She was genuinely afraid of having her pay docked.

But with the crowd in a state of high agitation, Chen Qing didn't say much, only coldly stating, "Listen to my instructions and don't move."

"Yes!!!"

The sound was powerful and majestic.

Their eyes were brimming with the excitement of provoking trouble.

Hearing this, Chen Qing felt like he was involved in organized crime.

The transport team was nearby and arrived in no time. When the team members saw that the men were all carrying weapons and looked like they were there to fight, they quickly notified Director Zhao.

Hearing that Chen Qing had been humiliated, Zhao Guangrong, who was feeling smug, frowned when he heard that Chen Qing had arrived, and had a bad feeling.

Upon exiting the building, he saw so many people who had been instigated by Chen Qing to fight, and he took a step back in fright, sternly demanding, "Chen Qing, you brought so many people here to cause trouble, are you trying to rebel?!"

He roared, but his voice trembled slightly.

Thirty to fifty men stood in formation behind Chen Qing, each holding a metal weapon, staring intently at Zhao Guangrong.

Chen Qing stood at the very front, dressed in blue with black hair, her beauty as sharp as a blade and her spirit as valiant as a flag. With a slight upturn of her red lips, she asked, "As members of the working class, is it considered a rebellion to overthrow your bureaucratic style?"

"Are you crazy!" Zhao Guangrong jumped up and down in anger. "You're clearly here to start a brawl. Quickly notify the security department."