Yang Song's words were decisive, leaving no room for argument.
This made Wang Yu raise an eyebrow slightly. "Oh, Director Yang seems to have something on his mind!"
"You..." Seeing Wang Yu's demeanor, Yang Song's heart skipped a beat. Did he know something?
In fact, before the steel rolling mill transitioned from state-owned to private, every worker received a layoff subsidy, which was funds allocated by the county.
It so happened that at the time, most workers did not leave, and only some management personnel departed. Now, these funds had all found their way into Yang Song's pockets and were almost all spent.
If the workers were to be laid off and dismissed during this acquisition, it would be a done deal with no evidence left. However, if all of them were to be transferred to Wang Yu, then this sum of money could never be avoided, as it was county funds and could not disappear without a trace.
At that time, Yang Song, who was rumored to have made a fortune, might end up in prison!
This was why he was so agitated!
Wang Yu's demand was practically asking for his life!
No, absolutely not!
Absolutely not!
A resolute expression appeared on Yang Song's face. He adjusted his expression and said, "Director Wang, those workers are not good people. What use do you have for them? They only know how to cause trouble and make a fuss all day. Keeping them would be a disaster. I think you should dismiss them all. You can save some appeasement fees. I'll lower the acquisition price further. How about 250,000?"
250,000? This guy was really willing to pay a heavy price.
Wang Yu secretly thought, he actually knew about these layoff subsidy issues. In his past life, his parents had fallen into poverty for this very reason. They were kicked out of the factory they had worked in their entire lives, and the subsidy money all went into the factory director's personal pocket...
Cough cough! There was no point in dwelling on such matters.
In short, in this reborn life, Wang Yu absolutely would not allow such a thing to happen again. Especially after seeing the line of steel rolling mill workers outside the Red Moon Karaoke Hall, which he had seen in his past life.
A group of grown men could only helplessly send their wives to such places and watch them smoke cigarettes there in silence.
If they had any other choice, they wouldn't be in this situation!
Therefore, Wang Yu would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen!
Besides, if you dismissed these workers, where would I find such skilled workers and old masters?
At this, Wang Yu directly shook his head, indicating that this condition was non-negotiable.
"How about 200,000? 200,000 is also acceptable."
Yang Song gritted his teeth, almost chewing them to pieces and swallowing them. If looks could kill, Wang Yu would have been killed countless times already.
"No, the final condition cannot be changed no matter what."
Wang Yu shook his head, his attitude very firm.
"You... I say, Wang Yu, you little brat, don't mistake my kindness for weakness!"
Yang Song could no longer hold back. He suddenly stood up and pointed at Wang Yu's nose, scolding him.
"What the hell are you? I'm begging you, and you're still being so hesitant. You're acting like a big shot."
Yang Song unleashed a torrent of curses. If he hadn't looked at his own body, weakened by wine, women, wealth, and extravagance, and compared it to the robust Wang Yu, he might have already resorted to physical violence!
Even so, he had the demeanor of an irreconcilable enemy.
Of course, this was a direct threat to his interests. As the saying goes, disrupting someone's source of wealth is like killing their parents. Wang Yu's actions naturally made him an archenemy of Yang Song!
"Heh, since we can't reach an agreement, there's nothing I can do. Uncle Sun, please see our guest out!"
Wang Yu still wore a smiling expression, seemingly unfazed by Yang Song's scolding.
"Hmph, we'll see. I don't believe I can't eat pork without you, Butcher Hu."
With a cold snort, Yang Song turned around and left unceremoniously, pulling open the reception room door heavily. He then saw Brother Hu and the others standing at the door with smirking, expectant expressions. They looked like a rooster whose neck had suddenly been grabbed.
He froze for a moment, and his previously aggressive demeanor instantly deflated. He gently closed the door he was holding.
"Oh, Director Yang, please take your time. I won't see you out," Wang Yu said with a smile, watching Yang Song leave. He then asked Old Uncle Sun to escort him out.
"Little Factory Director, what did you do to make him so angry?"
Brother Hu looked at Wang Yu curiously. Honestly, seeing Yang Song with such a crestfallen expression was quite satisfying.
Yes, as expected of the Little Factory Director, he really knew how to handle things, even being so adept at provoking others. Unlike himself, who only knew how to curse people's ancestors and resort to fists.
"Brother Hu." Wang Yu suddenly spoke.
"Little Factory Director, what are your orders?" Brother Hu quickly replied.
"Go and spread some more rumors for me. Say that Yang Song wants to sell the steel rolling mill at a low price, then fire all the workers, all to pocket the workers' layoff subsidies."
"Ah? Is there such a thing?" Brother Hu was stunned. His parents were also employees of a bicycle factory, and they received a subsidy when the bicycle factory went bankrupt.
He naturally knew how important such a seemingly meager sum of money was to the family of a laid-off worker. It could be considered life-saving money, no exaggeration.
He never imagined that this Yang Song would be so wicked, profiting even from this kind of money!
Hmph, thankfully I, Tiger, have pledged allegiance to the Little Factory Director. Now, I'm a captain of a transportation team, making money for my brothers and even more for myself. Occasionally helping the Little Factory Director run errands also brings in substantial bonuses.
Thinking about this, Brother Hu felt deeply proud of his past efforts to curry favor. He truly had foresight.
"Don't worry, Little Factory Director. I'll make sure that even the old lady sweeping the street at the alley entrance knows about this very soon!" Brother Hu patted his chest and promised. Then, as if thinking of something, he suddenly asked Wang Yu, "Little Factory Director, do you think I should add some artistic embellishments?"
Artistic embellishments?
Wang Yu's eyes twitched. What good could come from this guy's artistic embellishments? After all, they were both hoodlums. Yang Song, at least, spoke logically and even knew many common sayings, while Brother Hu often struggled to even speak idioms correctly.
Wang Yu waved his hand helplessly and let Brother Hu leave. He figured he should let him handle this matter with his own discretion.
Seeing this, Brother Hu immediately understood.
After seeing off Brother Hu and the others, Director Li Ming happened to walk over.
"Little Factory Director, the Secretary arranged for a group of people from state-owned factories to report here. There are nearly 200 people, and they've already blocked the factory."
Li Ming said in a low voice, his expression somewhat heavy.
He also knew that Wang Yu had previously promised the Secretary to solve the employment problems for a group of state-owned enterprise employees. He was also not optimistic about these people.
But Wang Yu was the boss, and his word was final. Besides, it was the Secretary who spoke, so it was truly inconvenient to shirk responsibility.
"Oh? They're here so soon?" Wang Yu was surprised. Secretary Yang was indeed quick.
"Yes. How about this, Uncle Ming, have them gather in the warehouse first."
Wang Yu thought for a moment and then said, "It's the perfect time for a major training exercise."
"Major training exercise?" Li Ming was completely bewildered, unsure what new scheme Wang Yu was concocting this time.