When Xia Jian came out of the migrant workers' dormitory, he almost vomited. But in front of so many people, he suppressed the discomfort in his heart.

On the way back to the group, Xia Jian said to Wang Lin, who was sitting in the back row: "We know too little about the migrant workers below, and the accommodation conditions must be improved. First, each room cannot accommodate so many people, and second, the environment

Sanitation must be improved. Tell Wang Xin that more prefabricated houses can be built."

Seeing that Xia Jian was in such a bad mood, Wang Lin, sitting in the back row, could only agree to everything.

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, the people Long Zhu picked up came back. Xia Jian asked Long Zhu to arrange them in a big hotel not far from the group, and then he asked Wang Lin, Wang Xin, and some people in charge of the project to meet with their families first. And

In order to make the family members believe what they said, Xia Jian also asked Wang Xin to call several migrant workers representatives, all from their own village."

Since they had eaten and taken them to the morgue of the hospital, it was already past ten o'clock at night when Wang Lin returned to the group. When Wang Lin reported the results of the meeting to Xia Jian, she really looked tired.

Generally speaking, the families of these two migrant workers were quite reasonable and did not make too many excessive demands. This made Xia Jian feel at ease. In fact, what he was most afraid of was that the family members would cause trouble.

The result of Longzhu's investigation was that the two families were very poor, and the migrant workers involved in the accident were the main labor force in the family. Xia Jian weighed the matter in his mind and came up with an idea.

Wang Lin saw that Xia Jian had not spoken, so she smiled slightly and said, "Don't get too angry about this. The group is so big now, accidents are inevitable. This incident has sounded the alarm for the entire group.

Each project is under self-examination. Tomorrow, we will negotiate compensation with United Insurance Company. I’m a little tired, so I’ll leave first.”

"Wait! I'll take you back!"

Suddenly, Xia Jian stood up and said to Wang Lin.

When Wang Lin heard this, her face was full of joy. She nodded and said, "Okay! Then you call Li Ya and ask her to drive back first, otherwise she will be down there..."

Xia Jian said "Oh!" and immediately took out his mobile phone and called Li Ya.

At about eleven o'clock, Xia Jian and Wang Lin drove home. At this time, there were few pedestrians on the streets of Fuchuan City, and the vehicles were no longer congested. As Xia Jian drove, he glanced sideways at Wang Lin, who was sitting next to him.

"Summer is coming to an end soon, and it already feels like autumn."

"Yes! It's cool in the morning and evening. Do you want to tell me that winter is coming in a blink of an eye, and how do the migrant workers on this construction site spend the winter?"

Wang Lin was so smart, she knew what Xia Jiang was thinking as soon as he opened his mouth.

Xia Jian nodded and said: "We thought about it together. I have also come from a migrant worker to where I am today, so I know their hard work best. Our group is already very famous in Fuchuan City, so here

I want to be ahead of other companies."

"Well! I will put this on my agenda. Hey! I think this time is a bit strange. Have you noticed it?"

Xia Jian laughed, but he didn't say anything, but he sharply increased the speed of the car.

Wang Lin's big villa. Her parents had gone to the south, so she lived alone here. When Xia Jian came, Wang Lin's heart felt sweeter than drinking honey.

Originally, she could go to bed so late, but Wang Lin forced Xia Jian to take a bath. When Xia Jian entered the bathroom, Wang Lin also entered another bathroom. The life of a rich person is something that a poor person can never imagine.

When Xia Jian walked out of the bathroom a little tired, Wang Lin was already waiting for him wearing a very charming nightgown. There was a bottle of red wine on the coffee table, and there were two small plates of snacks.

"Drink some! I think you've been a little too tight these past two days."

Wang Lin said, raising the wine glass gracefully. Xia Jian took a sip of the red wine in the glass, then let out a sigh of relief and said, "Your parents have been out for a while this time."

"They don't want to come back yet. It's up to them, as long as they have fun. I'm two years old, but they still have a lot of control over me."

Wang Lin said and leaned over gently. Xia Jian stretched out his hand and held Wang Lin in his arms.

Naturally and unintentionally, the two of them had their mouths touching each other. It is true that everyone gets drunk without getting drunk. No matter how powerful the imported red wine is, one glass of it will not make you intoxicated.

When Xia Jian went to work the next day, as soon as he stepped into his office, Long Zhu chased him in from behind. Xia Jian couldn't help but trembled in his heart. He thought they were the families of the two migrant workers, so what happened.

"What? Did they change their minds again?"

"It's not them, it's you. What's going on?"

Long Zhu said a little angrily, turned around and closed the door of Xia Jian's office. Xia Jian was confused. Just when he was confused, Long Zhu took out a newspaper from his pocket and put it on his

On the desk.

Xia Jian hurried over. He reached out to pick up the newspaper and read it. He yelled angrily: "You bastard! Here you go again."

It turned out that Longzhu gave him a tabloid, and the title of the newspaper read in big red letters: "Two migrant workers in Hongjian Group fell from the elevated structure, but rescue efforts failed. In front of the two lives, the boss Xia Jian looked very cold-blooded. He

I actually spent the night with the vice president."

One page was almost entirely filled with titles. There was also a relatively blurry picture underneath. This picture was secretly photographed when he and Wang Lin were driving out. The image was a bit unclear, otherwise it would have been embarrassing.

Long Zhu was a little angry and said to Xia Jian: "Mr.

.”

"Calm down, they just want to arouse our anger. The angrier we are, the happier they will be. The best way to deal with this matter is to deal with it coldly. What you have to do now is to quickly see where the group still has these things. Put them away.

Destroy it!"

As soon as Xia Jian finished speaking, his cell phone rang. He quickly looked and saw that the call was from Lei Lei. He had been in contact with Lei Lei for some time, and she didn't seem to be calling her at this time.

Not a good thing.

"Hello! Hello Mr. Lei, I haven't contacted you for a long time. Why did you remember to call me today? Is there something wrong?"

"Mr. Xia has been in the newspaper again, do you think I can ask without making a phone call?"

Leilei laughed and said.

Xia Jian let out a sigh of relief. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "These bastards are so boring. They gave you such a newspaper? What do they want to do?"

"Ha! Isn't this meant to embarrass me? Their calculation was wrong."
Chapter completed!