"Brother, if you need any help, just say it. It is not easy for you to go out. If you can, please help me." He Fan smiled.

Old Liu could see that He Fan's words did not seem to be polite words.

However, the salary he can get today is because He Fan is willing to come forward, so Lao Liu is embarrassed to be arrogant.

"Thank you, boss, but it's no longer necessary. We are already planning to go back for the New Year." Old Liu smiled happily.

He Fan was stunned and asked, "So early, don't you plan to do a few more days of work?"

After all, there is nearly a month left before the Chinese New Year, and at least half a month can still be done, which is a lot of income for construction workers.

Old Liu shook his head bitterly and said lightly: "Everyone has been out for almost a year, and it's time to go back and take a break."

He Fan nodded thoughtfully and said with a smile: "Then I wish you a good New Year, brother."

"Thank you, boss, then we'll leave first, I won't bother you." Old Liu bowed to He Fan, turned around and planned to leave.

"etc!"

He Fan stopped Lao Liu, handed a business card to Lao Liu, and said with a smile: "This is my business card. I will find some work next year, so I can call me."

"This..." Old Liu was stunned, and then realized that He Fan was planning to support him.

Old Liu was not a pedantic person. He immediately took the business card and grinned and said thanking He Fan: "Thank you, boss!"

Although this business card may not be used, having this business card is an extra way for Lao Liu.

Then Old Liu greeted He Fan and left with the workers, without looking at Mr. Hong from beginning to end.

Old Liu knew in his heart that He Fan was the main help of this matter today. If He Fan were not there, Mr. Hong would not care about this matter.

Seeing Lao Liu gradually moving away with more than a dozen workers, He Fan slowly withdrew his gaze.

After pondering for a while, He Fan whispered: "Mr. Hong!"

"Oh!" Mr. Hong immediately responded in a low voice.

He Fan said in a deep voice: "Although I should not interfere in the matter of your owed workers' wages, I still don't want such a thing to happen again in the future."

"Mr. He, this is a misunderstanding. Our company has always had a good reputation and never owes workers' wages." Mr. Hong responded without blushing and breathing, but judging from his sweaty forehead, he still had no confidence in saying this.

He Fan glanced at Mr. Hong indifferently, and had no intention of arguing with him. After all, there was no meaning.

"I don't care whether this is a misunderstanding or not. I just hope that you don't make any trouble during the construction process, so that everyone can be happy." He Fan said in a deep voice.

"This is absolutely fine. I can guarantee to Mr. He that there will definitely be no problems during the construction period." Mr. Hong said seriously.

Although Mr. Hong doesn't care about the matter, he also knows a truth.

The financial owner’s father spoke, so just follow what the financial owner’s father said, otherwise there will be no place to reason if he suffers losses.

"Okay, then I'll leave first." He Fan said expressionlessly.

"I think it's getting late. Why don't I help you arrange dinner for you?" Mr. Hong said flatteringly.

"No need, I still have some things to be busy today, so I'd better wait for next time."

After saying that, He Fan had no intention of continuing to talk to Mr. Hong, so he got into the car directly, and then the three cars slowly drove out of the construction site.

"Dr. He, please walk slowly!"

Mr. Hong waved and shouted loudly. Then, after He Fan and his group's car left completely, he pulled down his face.

"Mad, call that little Li over for me." Mr. Hong shouted at a young assistant next to him, his face gloomy and looked a little creepy.

Although Xiao Li's uncle had a good relationship with him, Mr. Hong didn't plan to stay like this.

Once this person does something wrong, if you don’t teach him a lesson, you will be more likely to make mistakes in the future.

So Mr. Hong would rather risk offending Xiao Li’s uncle and decided to teach Xiao Li a lesson. After all, this company is his brother-in-law’s company, and he, the brother-in-law, has to help his brother-in-law if he says it.

The youth assistant called the young man with a buzz cut without saying a word.

Although Mr. Hong is not familiar with Xiao Li, it is because the positions and status of the two are very different. However, this young assistant still deals with Xiao Li, so he also has contact information for young people with buzz cuts.

Soon, in just about ten minutes, the young man with his buzz cut came here with two assistants.

After getting off the car, the young man with a buzz cut looked at Mr. Hong's face, and immediately knew that today's level was not easy.

A wailing in his heart, although the young man with a buzz cut was a little scared, he mustered up the courage to walk forward because of his uncle.

"Mr. Hong, are you looking for me?" said the young man with a buzz cut carefully, not daring to take a breath.

"You guy is very awesome!" Mr. Hong said sarcastically: "Do you think this project is contracted by your family?"

"This... Mr. Hong, don't scare me. How could I think so? I am just a choreographer in our company. We can only make a living by supporting our company." The young man with buzz cut said in fear.

There is no way, the young man with a buzz cut still knows what Mr. Hong is in detail.

Although his uncle is not much different from the other party in his position, Mr. Hong is in charge of the company's security department, which is his excellent combat effectiveness, so the young man with a buzz cut is still quite afraid of Mr. Hong.

"Don't he talked nonsense to labor and capital. Do you know that you almost harmed labor and capital today?" Mr. Hong looked at the young man with a buzz cut expressionless face, with a sense of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"this……"

The young man with buzz cut hesitated for a while, but when he saw the cold light in Mr. Hong's eyes, he immediately said hurriedly: "Mr. Hong, it's really my fault. I'll make good arrangements for Mr. Hong to ensure that you are satisfied with Mr. Hong."

Mr. Hong, who had a gloomy face just now, immediately turned cloudy when he heard the young man with a buzz cut said this.

Mr. Hong put his hands on his back and said in an old fashion: "Xiao Li, I didn't mean to get angry at you, but you did this today really inauthentic. In the future, you still have to take into account the reputation of our company. You can't just care about the pockets of your pockets. If the boss above knows about it, he will be very dissatisfied."

Speaking of this last sentence, I don’t know that Mr. Hong was not pointing it out, and that tone was already a bit intriguing.

This is not the first time that a young man with a buzz cut has dealt with such a boss, so how can he not know what the other person means?

The young man with a buzz cut immediately nodded and bowed, "Okay, okay, thank you Mr. Hong for being magnanimous. I will pay attention in the future. Tonight, you must give me a chance to apologize."

"Yes!" Mr. Hong nodded with satisfaction, reached out and patted the young man on the shoulder twice, and smiled: "The young man is quite promising, not bad."

"Okay, wait for you to set your seat that night, and then contact my assistant Xiao Wang. Then I will go there with Xiao Wang and a few more." Mr. Hong smiled, then left with his hands behind his back with a bunch of legs, and he could not tell at all that he was angry just now.

After Mr. Hong and his group left, the young man with a buzz cut "spray" and spitted in the direction where Mr. Hong left, and cursed angrily: "Damn fat man, when the labor and capital get up in the future, I will see if the labor and capital will fix you..."

The two horsemen next to them looked at the sky with their eyes, pretending that they couldn't see or understand.

After all, whether it is Xiao Li or Mr. Hong, those who are running errands are all big shots that cannot be apologized. It is safer for them to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

After a few words of a buzzhead, he said to a maid: "Call me and go to Century Hotel to book a private room. Made, I'll have a heavy bleeding again tonight!"

The maid was stunned for a moment, picked up her cell phone and said helplessly: "Brother Li, the phone number at the front desk of Century Hotel is more than a few times."

"Bang!" The young man with a buzz cut angrily patted the maid's head and said, "You won't ask someone. If the labor and capital know, they will still use you to call, it's a waste."

"Uh, then I'll ask now." The mama opened his phone with a grievance.

Fortunately, this man was smart, and Century Hotel is also the best hotel in Fujian, so he quickly checked the hotel's front desk phone number online.

After calling the front desk for a while, the mama hangs up and says to the young man with a buzz cut: "Brother Li, the private room has been set."

"Yeah!" After hearing that the box had been settled, the young man with a buzz nodded, but his face still looked a little gloomy.

After all, this trip tonight cannot be solved by just a meal of wine and food.

There was another meaning in Fatty Hong's words just now. If he didn't take some money tonight, it would probably be difficult for him to have it.

Thinking of this, the young man with a buzz cut said irritably: "You two go to the bank to get some cash with me."

A maid hesitantly said, "Brother Li, the bank will be closed at this point."

The young man with a buzz cut glared: "Then you two will go up and drive quickly, why are you standing here and doing it slowly?"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two gangsters immediately jogged into the car and then rushed to the bank in the town with the young man with a buzz cut.

It's seven o'clock in the evening.

The young man with a buzz cut had already arrived at the entrance of the Century Hotel in the city. The two horsemen who were following him in the afternoon were still holding a black bag tightly in his hands, and it was bulging inside, and it seemed that there were a lot of things in it.

After registering and verifying identity at the hotel front desk, a staff member came to take them to the upper room.

Not long after I arrived at the private room, the young man with a buzz cut started to ring.

When the young man with a buzz cut saw that it was Mr. Hong’s phone call.

"Hey..." After a few seconds of hunching conversation, the young man with a buzz cut immediately asked the horseman to take the person up.

After a while, the maid went out, she walked into the private room again, but there were three more people behind her. The leader was Mr. Hong, and his two assistants.

When the young man with a buzz cut saw Mr. Hong and his group coming in, he naturally did not dare to be arrogant, so he immediately stood up and greeted him.

The young man with a buzz cut took out a soft Huazi and handed it over, and said flatteringly: "Thank you, Mr. Hong, for coming here tonight..."

"Okay, don't fix these stupid things for now. You can ask the waiter to serve the food first." Mr. Hong said arrogantly, and pulled a chair to sit down.

The young man with a buzz cut was not annoyed, and he still smiled and said, "Immediately, I'll let the waiter serve the wine and food."

After saying that, he shouted to the mascot: "Xiaotian, go and ask the waiter to serve the food!"

"Okay!"

Under the urging of the horse-boy, a table of delicacies and good wine was served.

Mr. Hong had no polite thoughts. When he saw the wine and food coming up, he did not wait for the young man with a buzz cut to greet him, so he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

While eating, he said, "It's not bad, the chefs in this hotel are really good."
To be continued...