Chapter 29 No chance to sit on the table, let's use it as a table prop.
Chapter 29 No chance to sit on the table, let's use it as a table prop.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the four warehouse workers immediately became subtle.
Old Yu worked as a warehouse dispatcher for a very long time.
The four of them worked under the other party, so they naturally knew that Lao Yu was colluding with outsiders to skim profits in both the raw material and finished product warehouses.
However, these are things that the four of them are not qualified to participate in.
To keep them quiet, on payday each month, Lao Yu would give each of them 2 yuan and 2 packs of Kent cigarettes as hush money.
They exchanged glances, and without prior arrangement, the four of them pretended to be deaf and ignored Lin Yuanshan's words. Old Yu was sent to the police station by the factory, but Old Yu's nephew, Yu Laoming, didn't go in. They couldn't afford to offend him.
Lin Yuanshan walked to the warehouse, but still did not receive a reply from the four people.
Standing at the warehouse entrance, Lin Yuanshan's smile vanished, his eyes sharp as he scanned the four men's faces: "Don't know? Or are you afraid to say?"
If it's the former, then it proves that the four of you were unaware of what happened to Lao Yu this time.
I've reported this to the factory manager. From now on, if Lao Yu confesses at the police station that you guys are involved, you can explain to the police yourselves. The factory definitely won't interfere.
If it's the latter, then I might as well let you know.
Old Yu is definitely going to be embarrassed this time!
Recently, police stations of all sizes have been under pressure from their superiors, who are demanding that they increase their crime-solving rates.
Now the Chinese detectives are busy looking for people to take the blame.
Old Yu has stumbled upon this hotbed of trouble; he doesn't know how many cases he'll be implicated in.
So you don't need to worry at all, he still has a chance to come back...
Before Lin Yuanshan could finish speaking, the worker standing on the left, with a wiry build and a shrewd appearance, raised his right hand: "Manager Lin! I have something to report!"
When Lao Yu was alive, he would stay behind to keep watch on the 1st of every month.
Around 10 o'clock, a tricycle will appear at the back gate of the factory, carrying away the plastic flower waste accumulated last month.
I know this truck belongs to Hexing Plastics Recycling Plant, located in the shack area behind Dawoping Village. The owner's name is Arong..."
The other three saw their companion reveal the information.
They were instantly shocked and furious, but at this point, they had no choice but to speak up and confess the whole story.
no way!
Having said all this, Lin Yuanshan knew that if he continued to keep it a secret, he would likely be mistaken for Lao Yu's accomplice.
If what Lin Yuanshan said is true, it is true that all police stations, large and small, have been working hard to increase their crime-solving rates recently.
If things go wrong, a single order to assist in an investigation could lead to these people being arrested and killed.
Shek Kip Mei is under the jurisdiction of the Sham Shui Po Police Station, and Sham Shui Po Detective Lui Lok is nicknamed the Smiling Tiger.
Brother Luo has connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds. He can arrest a few warehouse laborers and frame them in more than a dozen cases without feeling any guilt.
You say one thing, I say one thing.
Once someone started, the others were afraid that if they spoke too slowly, Lin Yuanshan would hand them over.
Before the time it takes to smoke a cigarette is up, Lao Yu, the parasite, along with Ah Rong, the owner of the recycling stall outside, and Yu Laoming, who was involved in this business, were all implicated by the four of them.
Lin Yuanshan listened carefully, then pulled up a stool and sat down: "Alright, alright! You're getting more and more absurd."
Yu Laoming is the head of the Fu Yi Xing Shek Kip Mei branch. How could he possibly be interested in a dozen or twenty tons of waste per month?
This whole thing was clearly orchestrated by Lao Yu and A Rong.
Now, it's considered that the four of you knew about this but didn't report it. If the factory manager or the police officer investigating the case asks about it...
I will exonerate you and, incidentally, prove that you confessed afterwards.
Send the raw materials needed for the production workshop according to the order, and get to work.
Lin Yuanshan asked for the result he wanted, took out several receipts, and slapped them on the table.
At this point, the four workers realized that they had been tricked by the handsome young man in front of them.
The first person to speak looked at Lin Yuanshan with a resentful gaze.
Yesterday at work, you were still sharing joys and sorrows, calling me "big brother" this and "big brother" that, your words as sweet as if they were coated with honey.
Seeing him again today, his mother turned her back on us, digging such a huge pit for us to fall into...
Seeing that Lin Yuanshan ignored her, she took out a red-covered phone book from the drawer and began to flip through it.
The person who spoke could only step forward to take the supply slip and reply softly, "Okay, Supervisor Lin."
Then, he led the other three men, blaming each other as they walked toward the raw material warehouse.
Lin Yuanshan looked up and scoffed contemptuously: "Yesterday, we gave you a chance to sit at the table, but you refused the toast and had to drink the penalty shot."
How dare you even dream of being able to ride in the same boat today?
"I'm sorry, but you can only be used as dock stones now."
In Hong Kong during the 1960s, the city's telephone directory was nicknamed "Green Cover" by locals because of its green cover.
Although this book does not have industry classifications, it covers most of the city's phone numbers (excluding the private numbers of the powerful and wealthy).
The red book that Lin Yuanshan is holding now is called the "Business Directory," which has industry classifications.
He flipped to the Plastics—Waste & Recycling section, where there were only two or three legitimate plastic waste recycling plants, and he couldn't find the Hop Hing that the workers had mentioned.
"No phone number. It seems most likely to be an illegal workshop." Lin Yuanshan closed the red book, mentally categorizing Hexing as one of those without the backing of a major businessman.
After a morning, Lin Yuanshan handled his work in an orderly manner, arranging for four workers to move materials between various workshops.
During his free time, he would take a folder and walk around to different departments to familiarize himself with the entire process of making plastic flowers.
Li Yicheng has been in Hong Kong for nearly sixty years, and his life is an unavoidable legend.
Lin Yuanshan once made a short video compilation, which made more than a dozen episodes about this incredibly lucky business tycoon, from his starting point in plastic flowers to his later real estate business.
Because of this richest man, Li, his story in the later stages has been explained too much by his peers.
In order to gain traffic, Lin Yuanshan took a different approach and focused on the plastic flower industry where his opponent started.
Back then, Lin Yuanshan did indeed investigate the plastic flower manufacturing techniques of the 50s and 60s.
Assigning his cheap father the identity of a pre-war employee of the Chongqing Chemical Research Institute was not a whim of Lin Yuanshan's; rather, he actually possessed a modified formula for manufacturing plastic flowers in the 60s, which he had discovered through online research in 2026.
This formula is what gives him the confidence to meet Li Yicheng in the future.
But how should we meet, when should we meet, and what should we exchange for the other party?
These are the things Lin Yuanshan is currently planning.
He's not Cheung Tze-keung; the latter was a robber.
Lin Yuanshan wanted to be a gentleman. Before he went into business, he had engaged in some swindling and cheating, but these are just anecdotes in the business world.
When Mr. Lin stands on the stage one day, he must be clean in both appearance and substance.
When the lunch break bell rang, the workers left the workshop and headed towards the canteen.
Like Lao Yu yesterday, Lin Yuanshan walked out of the factory alone, along with Tie Tou who was squatting in the corner to cool off, and headed towards Dawoping Village, where Hexing Plastics Recycling Plant was located.
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