Inside the speeding luxury car, Bai Tieniu sat in the backseat with a somber expression, his eyes reflecting an indescribable complexity.
Recalling the indescribable sounds he heard outside his father's door, he inexplicably felt a sense of crisis.
Previously, his father was willing but unable, but now with these pills, if his father "tasted the pleasure," and ended up having another little brother, wouldn't that jeopardize his status as the Bai Family's future heir?
"No way! To secure my position, I need to get serious!"
Bai Tieniu thought to himself, forcing his attention to focus on arranging the next steps.
However, thoughts often don't follow one's subjective wishes.
He didn't spend much ti thinking about serious matters before his thoughts uncontrollably went astray.
Bai Tieniu couldn't help but wonder, how could the pills sold by Xiao Feng be so effective?
If he could get hold of the formula, wouldn't that an a steady stream of wealth?
Moreover, if he did get the formula, his father would definitely see him in a different light, dispelling the idea of having another little brother.
As he entertained these wild thoughts, Bai Tieniu grew more excited, utterly lost in them.
He only realized he hadn't thought about anything serious all the way there when the car stopped outside the waste treatnt plant.
"Mr. Bai, it's ti to get off." The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and reminded him.
Bai Tieniu snapped, "Do I not have eyes? Need you to remind ?"
The driver imdiately fell silent, though he was used to this nervous temperant of the boss's illegitimate child, flipping out without warning.
Getting off the car, Bai Tieniu put on sunglasses and the prepared black mask.
Determined to stay hidden behind the scenes, it was wise not to reveal his true self to outsiders.
Upon entering, a middle-aged man, the person in charge, greeted him warmly.
Smiling broadly, he said, "Boss, I've been waiting for you for quite a while."
Bai Tieniu nodded slowly, saying, "Your na is Qiu, Qiu... What's the full na again?"
"Qiu Shuanglin." The middle-aged man replied still smiling, not daring to show any displeasure.
"I'm so busy that I tend to forget things, sorry about that," Bai Tieniu said politely, "As long as you work hard, I assure you won't be treated unfairly."
"Thank you, Boss!"
Qiu Shuanglin bowed in thanks, leading the way while reporting the situation, "We currently have over thirty people, all reliable and trustworthy, so you don't have to worry about that.
In terms of production speed, we've already made 50,000 pills, and as long as the supply of materials continues, we can guarantee a minimum production of 10,000 a day, no problem!"
Bai Tieniu walked around with his hands behind his back, looking around while nodding, like a leader inspecting the premises.
His purpose for coming today was to understand the processes, while also getting a feel for the situation below.
The group quickly reached the factory, where Qiu Shuanglin clapped his hands and shouted, "Everyone, the boss is here to see us, stop your work for a while."
The noisy machine sounds suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at the boss, who clearly was close but whose true face remained unseen, feeling a bit puzzled.
"Now let's have the boss say a few words, everyone clap." Qiu Shuanglin said with a smile.
About thirty people applauded in unison, waiting for Bai Tieniu to speak.
Even though no one could see it, Bai Tieniu still smiled and said, "I don't have much to say, I hope everyone works hard, I assure you all won't be treated unfairly.
It's our first eting today, I've prepared a little gift for everyone."
He gestured to the driver behind him.
But the driver remained motionless.
The factory workers looked at each other big-eyed, wondering where the promised gifts were.
Bai Tieniu frowned and continued to signal.
Yet the driver still showed no reaction.
For a mont, the scene was eerily silent.
Half a minute later, Bai Tieniu turned around, swung his palm, and slapped the driver across the face.
"Smack!"
The driver fell to the ground, stunned and bewildered.
"What's wrong with you today?" Bai Tieniu exclaid angrily, "How many tis have I signaled to you, are you blind?
Quickly, hand out the gifts!"
Inside the factory, the workers all sympathetically watched the driver, doubting the boss's sanity.
You're wearing sunglasses and signaling people, if they can see that's the real surprise!
The driver, swallowing his anger, took out a pile of red envelopes from his pocket and began distributing them one by one.
The workers grinned broadly, especially Ji Liangcai, who smiled even more exuberantly.
Feeling the thickness of the envelope, he knew the score.
If it was hundred-dollar bills, it had to be exactly one thousand bucks.
anwhile, Xiao Feng had quietly sneaked in.
He hid outside the factory, feeling the voice he just heard sounded familiar, certainly heard sowhere before, but for a mont, couldn't recall exactly who.
This indicated that the speaker was soone he knew, but wasn't particularly familiar with.
Xiao Feng thought about it, didn't rush in, but patiently waited.
About twenty minutes later, the machines started humming again.
"Boss, see here, this is the process, the materials over there are enough to produce until tomorrow afternoon," Qiu Shuanglin pointed at the person preparing supplies and said, "That's my brother-in-law, honest and reliable."
"Hmm." Bai Tieniu nodded with satisfaction, starting to observe the production process.
And the workers who had taken the money were working even harder, seemingly energetic.
Of course, this didn't include Ji Liangcai, who was still unfamiliar with the process.
Bai Tieniu soon focused on him and pointed at Ji Liangcai, asking, "What's he doing?"
"Oh, he just started today, isn't familiar with our work yet, I'm letting him practice for now," Qiu Shuanglin replied.
"Started today?" Bai Tieniu frowned.
Ji Liangcai nodded repeatedly: "Yes, boss, rest assured, I'll definitely do my best."
"Who brought you here?" Bai Tieniu pursued.
This question was purely casual, just a spontaneous inquiry.
Yet Ji Liangcai was stumped by it, knowing he must answer well, or else...
"Why are you spacing out, the boss is asking you," Qiu Shuanglin glared at Ji Liangcai, urging him to speak up.
Ji Liangcai suddenly got a bit anxious, but knowing he couldn't avoid answering, he reluctantly replied, "A guy nad Xiao brought here."
"Nad Xiao?" Bai Tieniu's face changed instantly.
Lately, he'd beco sensitive to the na Xiao, all because of Xiao Feng.
"Old Xiao, you probably haven't seen, he's the one responsible for finding people," Qiu Shuanglin explained.
Bai Tieniu continued to ask: "Which Xiao is this Old Xiao you're talking about?"
"Um..." Qiu Shuanglin paused, seeming puzzled by the query, but answered truthfully, "Like the 'Xiao' in 'portrait'."
"Oh, replace him," Bai Tieniu instructed.
Qiu Shuanglin frowned, asking, "Boss, can I ask why?"
"Because I don't like the na Xiao," Bai Tieniu said dominantly, "Among these workers, are there any with the na Xiao?
Even homonyms count, no matter which Xiao, if there are, fire them all!"
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