Seeing that all the engravers had stopped their movements, Director Zhou was furious again: "What are you watching? Don't want the bonus? Don't work soon!"
A loud shout made everyone work hard again.
Li Yun suddenly felt a little discomfort.
There are peerless beauties who dare not look around, and are not allowed to rest even if they are injured. It is undoubtedly too cruel!
The injured engraver lowered his head and walked to the desk where there were band-aids for bandaging, but halfway through, suddenly his legs became weak and he fell directly on the ground and fell into a big somersault.
"I'm Cao? That's not going to work? It's **** useless!"
Director Zhou walked over cursingly, and kicked the person who fell to the ground hard, but the other person didn't move.
"You're paralyzed, won't you die?"
Director Zhou was about to continue kicking, but Li Yun finally couldn't stand it anymore.
Li Yun was so annoyed that he flashed away and kicked him out with one kick, so that he could also enjoy the feeling of dog eating shit.
There was a commotion in the factory building, and everyone looked at the man who fell on the ground, fearing that something would happen to him.
Li Yun ignored the angry Director Zhou, squatted down to touch the hand of the carver, and found that his pulse was extremely weak, and he felt that his energy and spirit had been sucked away!
"Ding, trigger the option event, please choose from the host:
Option 1: Give him a small recovery pill, reward justice value +1000, experience value +100,000, free attribute points +500, extra reward for saving the dead and wounding: medium recovery pill*1.
Option 2: Ignore, no reward. "
Li Yun didn't hesitate to take out a small recovery pill, pinch open the mouth of the sculptor, threw the pill in, and then closed it to let the pill enter smoothly.
"What did you eat for him?" Qingzhu asked curiously. She could feel that the weak carver was quickly rejuvenating. Although she could not speak, her face was much better.
Li Yun answered her vaguely, stood up and turned his head to face the group of engravers, and said in a deep voice, "Stop all for me. This is the end of the work tonight. Go back and rest. Let's talk about the rest!" Follow current novels on novel-fire.ɴet
The management of Feihumen is so outrageous, here is simply a sweatshop!
There was a commotion in the crowd, Director Zhou was taken aback, and hurriedly shouted: "No, my lord, you can't stop!"
At this time, after confirming that the carving was all right, Saint Fan Qing walked to the **** gloomy wood and stretched out his slender hand to pick it up.
"Why not?" Li Yun asked calmly.
"It really doesn't work, my lord!"
Director Zhou is anxious: "The task given to me by my superiors is to hand over 1,000 pieces of wood in two days. I have only completed 500 pieces now, which is half the difference. If I don't work overtime to complete it, I will be dead!"
This is the day set by Concubine Wan Qing and He Canghu, what on earth do they want to do in two days?
Li Yun waved his hand, "If I say yes, then it is OK. Not only will I have a rest tonight, you don't have to do it here in the future!"
At this time, not only Director Zhou was anxious, but even the group of engravers were dumbfounded.
"Why are you dismissing suddenly?"
"Didn't we do a good job?"
"The commission is so high that ghosts are not willing to do it!"
"Director Zhou, we listen to you, and continue to work tonight!"
Looking at this group of noisy people, Li Yun is sure that the salary here must be very high, otherwise they would not maintain the management of Director Zhou in this way.
But no matter how high the salary is, this place has to be closed!
Otherwise, Li Yun couldn't believe what the consequences would be if these gloomy spells were continuously produced.
At this time, a loud shout came from outside the door.