Name: My father is Zhao Dehan, and I hope he will become a dragon!

In May, the rain in Handong never seemed to stop.

Outside the dormitory building of the new factory area of ​​Dafeng Factory, puddles of water were formed, reflecting the dim yellow streetlights.

Wang Wenge had just returned from working overtime.

He wanted to work more overtime, since every extra hour meant an extra hour of overtime pay.

However, the current rule is that the maximum is four hours.

Wang Wenge was helpless.

Now that his income has reached 8,000 yuan, Wang Wenge is very satisfied with his current life.

"Brother Wang! Wait a minute!"

Several figures darted out from the rain and blocked the way.

Wang Wenge frowned.

The leader was Old Ma—formerly from the assembly workshop of Dafeng Factory, in his forties, with sunken eyes, always looking like he hadn't woken up yet. Wang Wenge also knew the guys behind him: Xiao Li and Er Lengzi, both notorious "sly" guys who slacked off at work but were eager to collect their pay.

In the factory, Wang Wenge would look down on this kind of person.

"What's the matter?" Wang Wenge frowned, his tone indifferent.

Old Ma rubbed his hands together, forcing a smile: "Brother Wang, shall we... have a chat?"

The three men pulled Wang Wenge to a corner of the shed, where rainwater poured down from the tin roof.

"Brother Wang, do you think we lost money when we demolished the property?"

Old Ma lowered his voice: "That piece of land should have been converted to commercial land long ago! If it were compensated as industrial land, it would only be 800,000 yuan per mu, but as commercial land, it would be at least 3 million! Our half-mu residential land should have received 150,000 yuan, but we only got 8,000!"

Wang Wenge frowned and immediately understood what this group of people meant.

Damn it, this is insatiable greed.

Xiao Li chimed in, his tone indignant: "Now I'm working myself to the bone at the new factory, earning 3,500 a month, and after social security deductions, I'm left with only 2,800! I've calculated it, even if I work for ten years, I still won't be able to make up for that 100,000+ yuan difference!"

Wang Wenge just sneered.

Cheating and swindling won't just get you two thousand eight hundred.

Now that Nova is selling so well, and with piecework and overtime pay, a little effort can easily bring in a monthly income of five thousand or more.

Er Lengzi leaned closer, his eyes gleaming: "Brother Wang, you're highly respected among the workers. If you take the lead, we'll all go to Governor Zhao and demand an explanation!"

Wang Wenge was taken aback: "You want me to take the lead?"

Er Lengzi quickly chimed in, "That's right, Brother Wang, your prestige is the highest!"

Old Ma quickly chimed in, "Old Wang, I heard that people from the Central Committee are coming to inspect him. This will be a good opportunity for him to know—we're not easily fooled!"

Wang Wenge's heart sank.

He knew these people all too well—

Back when the old factory was in operation, they were the ones who stole parts and sold them as scrap metal, and they were the ones who instigated strikes and went against the authorities. But when it came time for them to go against the authorities, these idiots hid far away. Now that the new factory has just stabilized, they want to take the opportunity to make a quick buck.

And they're still fucking making me the one to lead the charge?

Wang Wenge was reasonable.

In extreme cases, they may do some irrational things.

However, he is not stupid.

Seeing that several people were trying to persuade him again, Wang Wenge remained expressionless, only sighing, "Sigh... I also feel cheated. But didn't Governor Zhao give us new jobs and new houses? I heard he even subsidized our medical insurance..."

"That's nothing!"

Old Ma panicked: "Can a job be used as money? My son needs to pay his college tuition!"

Wang Wenge almost couldn't hold back and burst out laughing on the spot.

Your son, still in college?

Do you have a primary school diploma?

With your despicable behavior, how can you possibly train college students?

Why don't I believe it?

Suppressing a laugh, Wang Wenge nodded, feigning hesitation: "What...are you planning to do?"

"Simple!" Xiao Li exclaimed excitedly. "The day the central inspection team arrives, we'll hold up banners and block the gate of the Nanhu Management Committee, shouting 'Zhao Dehan cheated the workers!' Someone promised to give each of us 5,000 yuan as hush money, and another 10,000 yuan if it's done!"

Hush money?

Wang Wenge's eyes narrowed – someone's backing him up!

He patted Old Ma on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Alright, don't make a fuss about it yet. This needs careful consideration... If things go wrong and you lose your new job, who will be responsible?"

Old Ma exclaimed, "How could that be!"

"Alright!" Wang Wenge patted Lao Ma on the shoulder and said, "Give me two days, I'll get a few old brothers together and we'll discuss it."

"Brother Wang is reliable!" The three were overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

Once they were out of sight, the gentle expression on Wang Wenge's face vanished instantly.

He strode through the rainy night, heading straight for the other end of the factory area—Zheng Xipo's dormitory.

Zheng Xipo had just finished washing his feet when there was a knock on the door.

Upon opening the door and seeing Wang Wenge, he was slightly taken aback: "Old Wang, what brings you here?"

"Old Zheng, something's happened."

As Wang Wenge entered, he lowered his voice and said, "Someone is trying to cause trouble when the central inspection team comes, using the demolition compensation issue as an excuse!"

Zheng Xipo was startled, dropping his towel to the ground: "Who?"

"Those troublemakers, Lao Ma and Xiao Li."

Wang Wenge quickly replied, "But they had someone behind them—they mentioned 'hush money,' and they knew the inspection team was coming!"

Zheng Xipo's expression changed drastically.

He understood all too well what this meant—

This is aimed at Zhao Dehan!

"What did you get out of him?" Zheng Xipo asked.

Now, the new Dafeng Factory has completely removed Cai Chenggong, and Zheng Xipo is the factory director and the top leader.

Although that old man is cunning, there's no one left at Dafeng Factory.

Zhao Chongming then let Zheng Xipo take over for the time being.

He owns 30 percent of the shares in Xindafeng Factory, and the remaining 70 percent is held in the Xindafeng Factory Workers' Association, which is also called the Chongming Investment Holdings Co., Ltd. Trade Union Committee.

Nominally, 70% is still held by workers, but it's virtual equity.

After rounding up and down, all the shares are in Zhao Chongming's hands.

However, Zhao Chongming didn't care about the small amount of profit from the new Dafeng Factory; he would distribute it to the workers as dividends.

Zhao Chongming didn't have much time or energy to manage the new Dafeng factory.

The main support is in technology, along with some capital.

The company still has a board of directors, management, and frontline workers, and it handles its own internal issues.

It would be best if Dafeng Factory prospered; that would be my father's achievement.

If Dafeng Factory doesn't thrive, that's a matter of a few years from now. If it dies, it's the workers' own fault. I, Zhao Chongming, won't support you for life. I don't want any benefits, so don't push your luck.

Wang Wenge was one of the members of this internal board of directors.

"They want me to take the lead."

Wang Wenge sneered, "But I stalled, saying I needed to consider it. They believed me."

Zheng Xipo paced back and forth, then suddenly stopped: "We can't wait! Report to Governor Zhao immediately!"

Wang Wenge asked, "Can you contact Governor Zhao?"

"I can contact General Manager Zhao!" Zheng Xipo picked up the phone and dialed Zhao Chongming's mobile number.

"I am Zheng Xipo."

Zheng Xipo's voice was tense: "President Zhao, something's happened!"

A lazy voice came from the other end of the phone: "What's going on? What's going on?"

Zheng Xipo immediately spoke up: "Someone is planning to organize workers to besiege the Nanhu Management Committee under the pretext of compensation for the demolition of Dafeng Factory during the central government's inspection. It is suspected that Gao Yuliang and Qi Tongwei are behind it."

On the other end of the phone

As Zhao Chongming was holding Lin Wei, contemplating what position to use for his advances, he suddenly sat up straight: "When did this happen?"

"I just finished talking with Wang Wenge not long ago!" Zheng Xipo said. "President Zhao, look!"

Zhao Chongming took a deep breath: "I understand. I'm in my office. Come over right away!"

Half an hour later

After listening to Wang Wenge's report, Zhao Chongming came up and shook hands with him: "Wang Wenge, thank you so much! Otherwise, my father would have been in big trouble!"

Wang Wenge humbly replied, "General Manager Zhao, I don't know anything, but I do know one thing: Governor Zhao is a good official!"