79: They're all rats!

At the main gate, Wang Dafa was still there, groaning and moaning.

The remaining suppliers looked at each other, all feeling a bit at a loss.

Leaving meant giving up the business; staying meant fearing an audit.

Right at that moment.

Chu Yueli stood on the steps, her elegant long dress swaying in the wind. She cleared her throat, her crisp voice carrying across the entire area.

"Everyone!"

"I know you're all just trying to make a living. Some of you were just deceived by that scoundrel Wang Dafa earlier!"

Chu Yueli followed the script Lin Chuan had taught her in the car, blending rewards with threats.

"We always do things openly and honestly!"

"I can let bygones be bygones regarding the past!"

"And I promise you this! As long as you supply goods honestly from now on, without any underhanded tricks!"

"The purchase price for all raw materials will be raised by ten percent from the original price!!"

Whoosh—!

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a thunderclap out of a clear sky!

"Raised by ten percent?!"

The suppliers' eyes practically turned blue with greed.

Business was tough these days, profits were already thin. A ten percent increase was pure profit!

"Boss Chu is so generous!"

"Ah, I always said Boss Chu was someone who does great things!"

"What kind of trash is Wang Dafa anyway? I've had it with him for a long time!"

The few who had been thick as thieves with Wang Dafa moments ago instantly switched sides, practically wanting to tear their hearts out to show Chu Yueli.

That's human nature for you.

Give them a slap, then a sweet date, and these people immediately fall in line.

The crisis was resolved in an instant.

The previously blocked gate was pushed open. The Jiefang Truck rumbled inside, and the workers also entered the factory grounds joyfully.

After all, who wants to go against money?

And that young man, Lin Chuan, standing beside Chu Yueli, was seen by everyone as practically a god-like figure.

With just a few words, he took down Wang Dafa and revitalized the factory.

Now that's a truly formidable person!

Incredibly smart.

Much more impressive than men who only know how to wield weapons... Meat Processing Plant Workshop.

Upon entering, the unique, pungent smell of raw meat hit them in the face.

Hundreds of hooks were laden with freshly delivered sides of pork.

Machines roared to life as the workers began bustling about.

Chu Yueli covered her nose. Although somewhat uncomfortable with the smell, she forced herself to endure it and followed behind Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan walked with his hands behind his back, like a lion patrolling his territory, weaving between the hanging pork.

Suddenly.

He stopped in front of a row of pork.

He reached out and pressed on one side of pork.

The meat looked quite fresh and bright, but when his finger pressed down, it lacked the firm elasticity it should have, instead feeling strangely bloated.

Moreover, although the workshop temperature wasn't high, the meat's surface was always damp, covered in a layer of droplets that dripped down.

Lin Chuan's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Get everyone from the Purchasing Department over here!"

Lin Chuan gave the order.

Not long after.

Seven or eight men in white coats, with slicked-back hair and powdered faces, sauntered over.

The leader was a fat man named Zhao Si. His face was greasy, he held a cigarette between his fingers, and he looked utterly unconcerned.

"Oh, so this is the new boss?"

Zhao Si looked at Lin Chuan out of the corner of his eye.

"What? Just got to the factory and already asking us for a smoke?"

Lin Chuan ignored his sarcasm and pointed at the row of pork.

"Who inspected and accepted this meat into storage?"

Zhao Si blew a smoke ring, his leg jiggling, and said:

"Me, of course! What about it? This meat is great, nice rosy color, good fat-to-lean ratio."

"Don't give orders if you don't know what you're talking about. We're the professionals here."

The purchasers behind him also snickered and laughed.

"Yeah, an amateur trying to lead the experts? That's just nonsense."

"Do you even know how much money we've saved for the factory?"

Lin Chuan let out a cold laugh.

"Saved money?"

"Looks to me like it went straight into your own pockets!"

Lin Chuan turned sharply and barked at the group:

"All of you, you're fired!"

Hearing this, Zhao Si's face instantly changed. He threw his cigarette butt to the ground.

"Fuck! You think you can just fire us?!"

"Without us, who's gonna go buy pigs for this factory? Who knows which place is cheaper?"

"If you fire us, this factory will shut down tomorrow!"

"Besides, what exactly is wrong with this meat? Give me one good reason! Otherwise, I'll report you to the Union!"

He was trying to bully Lin Chuan's lack of industry knowledge to gain leverage.

After all, the technique for injecting water into meat was quite hidden; ordinary people couldn't tell at all.

The surrounding workers also gathered around, whispering among themselves.

"Yeah, this meat looks fine to me."

"Section Chief Zhao and his crew might be a bit stingy usually, but they know the business."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Without another word.

Lin Chuan directly picked up a butcher's knife from a nearby chopping block.

A cold glint flashed!

"Thunk!"

The knife plunged deeply into that side of pork. With a twist of his wrist, he cut off a palm-sized piece of lean meat.

Immediately after.

Lin Chuan pulled a roll of toilet paper from his pocket.

He tore off a piece and pressed it directly onto the freshly cut surface of the meat.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Lin Chuan removed his hand, lifted the piece of toilet paper, and showed it to everyone.

The originally dry, snow-white toilet paper.

Was now completely soaked through!

With a gentle squeeze, pinkish blood water gushed out, just like wringing a towel!

"Is this the 'good meat' you accepted?!"

Lin Chuan flung the soggy wad of toilet paper directly into Zhao Si's face.

"Smack!"

"Open your damn eyes and look!"

"Is this meat? This is fucking water!!"

"You dare inject half a pound of water into every pound of meat!"

"The factory spends money buying meat, only to get a pile of tap water back!"

"This is why the Meat Processing Plant has been losing money year after year!"

"This is why the factory went under!"

"This is why the workers couldn't get paid!"

Lin Chuan pointed at Zhao Si and his group, his voice like a judgment.

"Where's the money? It's all been drunk up by you parasites, along with the water!!"

"You lot, get ready to line up for prison."

As soon as Lin Chuan finished speaking, the entire area was first stunned into silence.

Then, a volcanic eruption of rage followed!

The workers stared at the dripping toilet paper, their eyes turning red!

So that's why!

They worked themselves to the bone, yet the factory still lost money. It was because these bastards were playing dirty tricks!

"Fuck your mother, Zhao Si!!"

An old butcher, wielding a boning knife, charged forward.

"My family can't even afford rice anymore! So you were the one embezzling our hard-earned money!"

"Beat these beasts to death!"

"Kill these fat rats!"

The workers completely lost it.

In these times, the temper of Northeast workers was notoriously fiery, especially when it came to matters of their rice bowls being smashed.

"Hey! Don't hit! Not the face!"

"That water injection! That was for preservation!"

"Ah!! Help!"

Zhao Si and his crew were instantly swallowed by the angry crowd.

Fists and feet rained down on them like a hailstorm.

They were howling and wailing, scurrying around covering their heads.

Chu Yueli stood to the side, watching this scene, her heart pounding with fear, yet she also felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

She turned her head to look at Lin Chuan.

Her eyes practically sparkled with admiration.

One knife, one piece of paper.

And he had exposed these deeply hidden parasites!

This Mr. Lin, he really seemed more and more amazing.