When the car arrived near the company, they could see a black mass of people blocking the entrance of the company from afar. There were at least a few thousand of them.
With so many people gathered together, the traffic in the surroundings was even affected. The cars that came and went were moving at a slow speed.
Seeing this situation, Jiang Yao said to the bodyguard who was driving.
"Stop the car first. We'll go down and walk.”
The bodyguard parked the car by the roadside and alighted with Jiang Yao and Zhao Yue.
A few bodyguards surrounded the two of them to prevent the boss from being squeezed.
When they finally reached the front of the company building, dozens of migrant workers holding red slogans came into view.
There was a big slogan written on the red slogan.
"The Hanyao Group owes the workers their wages. Return my hard-earned money!”
In addition to the migrant workers who were collecting debts, there were dozens of police officers and people from the Labor Bureau who were responsible for maintaining order. They were holding a loudspeaker and shouting to calm everyone down.
A dozen senior executives of the Hanyao Group were also there, but they hid far behind the police, afraid that they would be beaten up by the angry migrant workers.
Whoosh!
Before Jiang Yao could react, another group of cat-like reporters carrying long guns and short cannons barged into the scene.
These reporters began to interview the migrant workers in the crowd while taking pictures of the surrounding scene.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Yao had a headache.
If this kind of thing really blew up, no one could suppress it.
If thousands of people were really incited, the dozens or hundreds of police officers who maintained order would be useless.
He had to resolve this matter quickly and not allow any negative effects to appear.
At this moment, a company executive saw Jiang Yao and Zhao Yue and rushed over.
"Mr. Barker, Mr. Jones, you're finally here.”
"If you guys didn't come, we wouldn't even have a decision-maker.”
"If this matter blows up, our company will be on the news broadcast tomorrow.”
......
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a beer belly walked over and scolded angrily.
"You're the person in charge of Hanyao? Look at what you've caused today. Do you want to stop running the company?”
A company executive next to him introduced.
"Young Master Jiang, this is the director of the Chongming District Labor Bureau.”
Jiang Yao was in a fit of anger when someone came up to him. How could he tolerate this?
"I don't care who you are. Before you figure out what's going on, you'd better shut up.”
"I don't have a labor relationship with those migrant workers. It's not your place to care. You should go to the construction company or the contractor.”
"Moreover, we pay the workers 'wages every month. Who knows whose pocket the money goes to?”
This was the first time the director of the Labor Bureau had met such an arrogant person.
Any normal company would be scared out of their wits if they came knocking on their door.
The Hanyao Group was already blocked by thousands of migrant workers, yet they still dared to be so arrogant.
"I don't care if you have a labor relationship with the migrant workers or if you owe them wages. You have to find a way to get these workers to disperse as soon as possible today.”
"Otherwise, any serious consequences will be borne by your Hanyao Group.”
A reporter recognized the director of the Labor Bureau and came over with all kinds of video recording equipment.
"Are you the director of the Chongming District Labor Bureau? What do you think of these migrant workers asking for wages?”
"It's already the year 2020, and it's even in a civilized city like Shanghai. How can there still be a case of delaying the wages of migrant workers?”
"Chief, do you have any way to deal with this matter?”
......
The director of the Chongming District Labor Bureau was immediately frightened by so many media reporters. He kicked Jiang Yao out as a target with a serious face.
"It's not easy for migrant workers to earn money. Our Shanghai Chongming District will never allow the phenomenon of delaying the wages of migrant workers.”
"We've already found the person in charge of the Hanyao Group. He'll deal with this matter immediately.”
"If you have any questions, you can ask him. He's the person in charge of this incident.”
Hearing this, a group of reporters pointed their cameras at Jiang Yao.
"May I ask why your company is in arrears with the wages of the migrant workers?”
"Some time ago, there were reports that the Hanyao Group defaulted on a large amount of foreign debt. Is this related to today's matter?”
"It's said that the CEO of Hanyao failed to commit suicide by jumping off a building. Is this true?”
......
Jiang Yao said calmly.
"First of all, let me solemnly declare that our Hanyao Group has absolutely not owed the wages of our migrant workers.”
"Although we didn't owe this worker his salary, our Hanyao Group will still be responsible for today's matter because this is the responsibility we should bear.”
"Please give me an hour to help the migrant workers deal with the problem before accepting your interview.”
After saying all this, Jiang Yao asked for a loudspeaker from the policeman and walked to the most conspicuous place.
"Everyone, quiet down. I'm the person in charge of the Hanyao Group.”
The sound from the loudspeaker was very loud. Jiang Yao's voice surrounded the area for hundreds of meters.
The migrant workers who heard the voice looked at the young man, wanting to hear what he had to say.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Jiang Yao continued.
"My father used to be a migrant worker. I understand everyone's difficulties very well. I promise here that I will definitely help everyone solve the problem of wages today.”
"I also want to make one thing clear to everyone, that is, the Hanyao Group did not owe everyone their wages.”
"All of your salaries have been transferred to the construction company that hired you last month.”
Upon hearing this, the workers below began to whisper to each other in confusion.
The foreman had told them that the big boss who built the house had gone bankrupt and had no money to pay them, so he had asked everyone to come and block the door for money.
But why did the boss of this company say that the money had already been given to the foreman?
Who had lied to them?
The reporters of the news media pointed their cameras at Jiang Yao and the migrant workers below the stage and took pictures of the scene.
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