All of the above comes from the man’s mother. As the saying goes, like the mother, like the son.

They cannot be judged as wrong, everyone has their own way of living.

The woman's parents are very peaceful and will work together to help each other and greet each other with a smile when they speak.

The wedding begins, at a corner below the world, an inconspicuous mountain top smaller than the sky, with long female songs played out from the sound, and the sound of firecrackers sounded, and the wedding ushered in the opening.

According to all wedding routines, a couple stepped onto the red carpet in the introduction of the emcee, and took the sacred oath of marriage.

After a series of processes, guests enjoy the food in nature and send sincere blessings to a couple who are about to enter the marriage.

With laughter and joy, the wedding went smoothly. When the man, who was sitting in his parents' seat, his mother still had a stinky face and was engaged in activities during the couple's time. The first smile appeared, and then it was out of control.

It was his parents' turn to come on stage, and the man's mother felt that the wedding was quite like that, not as unbearable as he thought, and his overall level was relatively satisfactory.

Wu Daguang's business is booming, and the life of the clothing factory, which is opposite to his painting style, is not so easy.

More than 100 employees were protesting in the factory because they could not pay their wages. The dream of the director Chen Binghua wanted to survive until retirement was shattered. Faced with the collective demonstration, the director and deputy director were so scared that he hurried in the company and did not dare to come out.

A piece of glass on the office window was broken by someone's bricks, which scared the two factory managers.

"What should Director Chen do? The factory has no money to pay them wages. They keep making trouble and we can't deal with it." Deputy Director Zhu Demao asked Chen Binghua anxiously. Although he is in the position of deputy director, he usually only cares about trivial hours and cannot pay attention to major issues.

"You are anxious, am I not anxious? You are a deputy factory director at least, and you will panic when you encounter something. What kind of climate can you make? You should stare at the window first, and I will call the county magistrate." Chen Binghua is still the style of a top leader.

Zhu Demao honestly ran to the window to see the employees demonstrating outside.

When he called out, the county magistrate heard about this: "You guys can calm down the workers first, I'll go over and take a look."

The county magistrate hurriedly took his secretary to the clothing factory.

As the county magistrate was on the road, Chen Binghua's office window was smashed without a piece of good glass, and employees outside demonstrated collectively.

"Repay my salary, I repay my hard-earned money" shouted outside.

After a few sounds, several strong workers kicked open the office door.

"Manager, when will the salary be paid? Let us all have an explanation." The worker asked.

"I didn't say I didn't say I didn't give it. The factory's business is not very prosperous now. As soon as the factory receives money, we will pay our wages."

"You'll give me some fun today. When will you pay? Family is waiting for this salary to make a living."

Three pushes and two pushes, pushing the two factory directors out of the office.

The people who organized the demonstration in the crowd used gestures to tell everyone to be quiet first, and he asked: "Manager, if we don't pay our salary today, we won't leave."

Factory director Chen Binghua looked very down and out. During the push just now, his flat hair was combed and tidy on his head, and his clothes were pulled and wrinkled.

"Don't be excited. If you have money in the factory, you will definitely send it to everyone. Don't worry, you won't be deducted a penny." Chen Binghua comforted the workers.

"You have been saying this for several months, but you haven't seen a penny yet."

"That's right, didn't Wu Daguang make some money? Why didn't he send it to us?" Someone mentioned Wu Daguang.

This sentence happened to be heard by the county magistrate who arrived.

When a group of workers saw the county magistrate, they shouted: "The county magistrate is here, the county magistrate is here."

It seems that the county magistrate represents their hope.

"County magistrate, we haven't paid any salary for four or five months. The family is waiting for this salary to support us. If we don't pay the salary, we will really starve to death." Someone cried.

The county magistrate walked to the factory director and tried his best to appease the employees: "Don't be excited, everyone, your salary will definitely be paid. Wait a little longer, we will definitely think of a solution."

As soon as this was said, a worker immediately retorted: "You officials will talk big, but we still won't get a penny. You officials will eat delicious food and drink spicy food. We will eat braised vegetables. Today we will not leave without waiting for a letter."

It resonated with other workers.

"I won't leave."

"I won't leave, wait for the letter."

"I won't leave."

Some women sat down directly.

"You guys go back first, let's have a meeting to discuss." said the county magistrate.

"You have meetings every day, but you haven't seen a single one of them break down. If you don't give a clear letter today, don't think of this door."

"Yes, don't think of this gate."

When a person is desperate and can do anything extreme, if he grabs a life-saving straw, he will never let it go.

The current group of employees are those desperate people who can't see any hope in the factory manager. The county magistrate becomes their life-saving straw when he comes. If he catches it, he will not let go.

The county magistrate was in a dilemma. He was a layman in the factory management. All he could do was help find a way out. He finally found a Wu Daguang, but they pushed him out.

"I won't leave. I will discuss with the factory director. I will definitely give you a letter today. It's hot, so don't have heat stroke." The county magistrate said.

When the employees heard that they gave a correct letter today, they all stopped making trouble with distrustful eyes.

The person who led the lead was everyone's opinion. He waved his hand: "If you don't leave the factory, you can discuss it no matter how you discuss it. We are here waiting for the accurate letter."

Echo: "Yes, wait."

"Wait"

The county magistrate sighed, glanced at the two factory directors in a mess, and walked into the dilapidated office that was smashed by bricks.

The county magistrate sat at the desk, the secretary stood beside him, and the chief and deputy director stood in the office without saying a word.

"Tell me, how to solve it?" the county magistrate asked the two factory directors.

The director and deputy director did not speak in silence.

"Speak!" asked the county magistrate.

The director and deputy director did not speak in silence.

"Let me look at the account book." The county magistrate pulled open Chen Binghua's drawer, and a street yellow magazine was lying quietly inside.

He took it out and threw it on the table, and was furious: "Is this your work attitude?"

Who can't be angry? The county magistrate contacted the major intermediaries for this matter and was turned away from the crowd. Even so, he did not give up looking for intermediaries. He temporarily found the capital flow of Wu Daguang's factory. As a result, he disliked the small amount of goods and looked down on others.

He was exhausted outside and thought of a solution. Chen Binghua, the director of the clothing factory, was so nice. He was drinking tea in the office and watching pornographic magazines comfortably.
Chapter completed!