Everyone was guided by his words and couldn't help but yearn for future life.

Next, Song Baojun did not find the opportunity to be alone with Yun Qingni. Everyone took action and discussed various details in the conference room enthusiastically. When Song Baojun left early after ten o'clock, he had already formulated a rough framework.

The first is the company's core program and development plan. Without unified ideas and plans, the company's development is destined to not last long.

The company will make the provision of security, defense and property protection the main business for a long time, providing services such as guards, patrols, guards, escorts, personal guards, safety inspections, safety technology prevention, safety risk assessments and other services for other companies and agencies. Under this condition, the company will cultivate and train various talents, and the company's leadership must also carry out its work based on facts.

Second, the company's discipline, Song Baojun has already said that there is no need to continue to emphasize it, mainly various details.

Third, everyone, including Yun Qingni, must receive more than three months of safety training to strengthen their business capabilities.

Fourth, the rights and interests of employees. Five insurances and one fund are naturally affirmed. Each staff member has a starting salary of 6,000 yuan, and various bonuses, allowances, overtime pay, communication fees and other subsidies, which are guaranteed to be higher than the average salary in Tea State.

Another problem is that the new company's equity division is divided. Yun Qingni holds 50% of the shares, and the remaining shares are divided by other people in the conference room according to their powers, more or less, each person ranges from one percent to five percent.

Unexpectedly, everyone disagreed and said that how could there be no brother-in-law without her elder brother-in-law? She must give Song Baojun half of the shares. Song Baojun said that her elder sister and her elder brother-in-law were not a family, so why should they be divided into each other? Everyone laughed and stopped insisting, only Yun Qingni pretended to be serious with a stern face.

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The course on the next day was not interesting. Song Baojun and his class teacher Yang Kaiming took an afternoon leave and rushed to Chazhou New Port to arrange work.

When Liu Xiyue saw that he was elusive during this period, she disappeared without paying attention and did not ask too much, for fear of making him unhappy.

I didn't alarm the others, but I took the bus to pass by.

With the deepening of the development of Chazhou New Port, the city's bus companies have opened buses from the city to New Port, with three flights in the morning, noon and evening. The ticket price is only 5 yuan, which is fair and affordable, making it the most convenient for poor hangings like Song Baojun to travel.

There were not many people on the bus at noon, so Song Baojun easily found a seat and planned to use the limited time to close his eyes and rest.

When we arrived at the intersection of oleander road, a group of more than a dozen young people who looked like air flowing in the air got on the bus one after another, and filled the bus.

The clothes are not as exaggerated as Shamatt, but they are not very in-depth. They are just hip-hop style with crotch pants, trendy men's style with narrow-legged pants and hoodies, and punk style full of pendants.

That's fine, the problem is that more than a dozen people are clamoring in the car. Every time they say something, they will definitely bring out a string of dirty words. What they say is not interesting. It's nothing more than a girl who has caught up with someone, and someone has another fight with someone, which is really unbearable.

More than a dozen people came up, and only seven or eight empty seats were quickly seized. Five or six people were left standing in the empty space of the carriage, and then poked their heads to look around, hoping that there would be one or two empty seats.

The buses from the city to Chazhou Xingang are much slower than those of private cars. It takes at least an hour to go all the way, and it is quite tiring to stand all the time.

One of the sexy young men wearing a white turban looked at Song Baojun, grabbed the handrail of the bus, and said loudly: "Hey, get up, give me a seat."

Song Baojun deserves to have a weak face that everyone can bully. He looked up at the other party and said, "Get out."

The slutty young man was furious when he heard this. He reached out and pushed Song Baojun's shoulder. He was about to shout and scold him. A man who seemed to be the leader said, "Xiaobo, the superior has told me, don't cause trouble here."

Fortunately, the other party didn't have much strength, and Song Baojun's shoulder just shook slightly, which didn't affect anything.

The young man said angrily: "Can we stand all the way to Xingang?"

"Let's talk about it after leaving the city." The boss winked at him, and the young man stopped saying a word, grabbed the ring with both hands, and stared at Song Baojun from a high place.

Song Baojun did not take him seriously and closed his eyes to rest.

The car moved forward all the way and gradually arrived in the suburbs. At a station, a middle-aged woman in a shabby dress came up. She was even dirty, with a purple-black face, cracked skin, and her feet were covered with mud. She carried a basket woven with thin plastic sheets in her hand, which contained iron pliers, small iron hammers and lunch boxes. Behind her was a blue safety helmet and a shoulder pole.

Song Baojun knew that this was a common migrant worker in construction sites, and usually hired local farmers to do heavy and dirty work.

Chazhou New Port is known as modern and mechanized construction, but there are still some places that machinery cannot reach, such as moving bricks, building walls, digging trenches, discharging soil in narrow occasions, cleaning, handling, etc., which requires manpower.

The Ministry of Labor and Management often recruits farmers in the slack farming industry as workers in the local area, with a daily salary of 200 yuan. Compared with that, the income is quite good, so local farmers flock to it.

At first glance, the woman was going to the port to do rough work. There was also a plastic work card in the basket. Her palms were rough and dark skin. She had her usual cautious face. She couldn't help but smile humbly when she saw anyone.

Song Baojun remembered that he was sitting in the classroom every day, and saw the woman looking tired, and stood up and pointed at the seat and said, "Auntie, you can sit down."

The woman was stunned and hurriedly said, "No, no, no, no, I am not tired, you should sit down."

Song Baojun said: "I was tired of sitting and wanted to stand up and move. It took more than half an hour to get to the port from here. You can sit and rest."

Seeing that he was sincere, the woman whispered: "Thank you."

Unexpectedly, the sexy young man wearing a white turban stepped over and sat in front of the middle-aged woman into Song Baojun's original seat, raised his legs and shook hard.

The woman did not dare to argue with the young man. She was very embarrassed when she stood there. She looked at the young man and then looked at Song Baojun, and couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry."

The young man thought that the middle-aged woman wanted to ask him to give up her seat, and suddenly she had a stuttering her neck and said with a smug smile: "First come first served! I'm sorry! Migrant workers like you also want to sit in a seat? If you don't chase you off the bus, you'll be giving you face."

"Bang!"

A slap fell on the young man's pale face, leaving a clearly visible five-finger mark.

"Get up." Song Baojun's face was calm and his tone was unquestionable. He grabbed the ring with his left hand and hid his right hand in his trouser pocket. His two gazes had already locked the young man's eyes and shoulders to prevent the other party from attacking back.

The young man covered his face and couldn't believe it. He glared and said, "Dare you dare to do it? How dare you hit me?"

Seeing this, several young accomplices of the young people around him grabbed the guardrail and the ring, and slowly leaned towards Song Baojun in the carriage while driving.

The middle-aged woman was very surprised and with indescribable fear, she whispered: "Brother, I, I won't take a seat anymore. I, I will get off the bus now."

The driver glanced at the movement in the car in the rearview mirror and shouted loudly: "Don't make trouble in the bus, otherwise I'll ask you all to get off!"

The leader of the gangster also said, "Forget it, don't argue here. If you go to the port later, you will still have some serious business. If you blame it, no one will be able to take care of it."

When the other gangsters heard this, they put away their eagerness to try. One of them dissuaded: "Xiaobo, don't be as knowledgeable as this kid. I'll say something when I'm at the port."

The young man then went downstairs and sneered, "Forget it, I'll call you good-looking later."

Suddenly, he slapped him in the face and Song Baojun said, "Didn't you hear me when I get up? Is my ears deaf or my brain disabled?"

"You!" The young man stood up suddenly. He really didn't expect that so many people would dare to take action.

"Wow! Good boy is really good! I think you are tired of living!" The other gangsters were furious and approached Song Baojun again.

Song Baojun's body swayed gently with the speed of the bus, and his eyes were all directions. The carriage was narrow, and only two or three people could get close to him, all of whom were shaking, their steps were floating, and they seemed to be just bluffing.

Under the influence of violent personality, he could use extremely cruel methods to deal with these three little bastards in thirty seconds, shocking others not to act rashly.

The driver shouted at the right time: "I said you don't make trouble in the car! There is the police station ahead. Do you really want to go in and squat all day?"

Everyone was stunned, and the driver continued to shout, "That young man wearing a turban, is it reasonable to grab someone else's seat? Get out of the way! This is not a place for you to do whatever you want!"

After being called out by him, a group of gangsters did not dare to take it seriously. Someone grabbed the young man with an angry face and said, "Forget it, go away and grab a seat with a migrant worker, and don't be afraid of being laughed at."

Song Baojun ignored them anymore and asked the middle-aged woman to sit down and said, "Auntie, don't be afraid, sit here and have a good rest, and you'll arrive at the port later."

The middle-aged woman quickly took out the lunch box from the basket and said, "Little brother, thank you. I'm rushing to work, there's nothing, that... invite you to dinner, brought it from home."

Song Baojun laughed in silence, and quickly rubbed his stomach and said, "I just got full, so you'd better keep it."

The woman also felt that it was really shabby to invite someone to eat the lunch box she brought from home, so she was embarrassed to put it away.

After passing a few more stops, the bus gradually became more and more lively. All the staff members who went to the port squeezed the gangsters away separately.

The middle-aged woman finally regained her spirit and started talking to Song Baojun, saying, "The little brother looks very young and is still in college, right? Are you going to the port for an internship?"

Song Baojun nodded.
Chapter completed!