Chapter 60

Five minutes later, Niu Yi and Niu Er swaggered over, their arms swinging.

Behind them, several CNC machines had been reduced to irreparable parts.

Liu Wenhui was utterly shocked and took a few steps back.

"Liu Boss, how are we going to settle the matter of my two nephews being injured?" Qiao Yi, who was a head shorter than Liu Wenhui, didn't even bother to look at him directly.

Niu Yi and Niu Er had resumed their usual simple-minded appearance, standing like door gods in front of Qiao Yi.

Looking at the chaotic scene in the production workshop, as if it were the aftermath of an apocalypse, Liu Wenhui's face turned pale.

From the moment these two big men started wreaking havoc on the equipment in the production workshop, Liu Wenhui had already become suspicious.

These two big men seemed to have a vendetta against the machines, which made him suspect they were deliberately causing damage.

However, what made Liu Wenhui hesitant to draw a conclusion was that who would risk their life to find a reason and then smash the machines?

A weight of over a thousand pounds, even if the towering O'Neal were here, he wouldn't dare to be hit by it.

No matter how big they were, their necks and heads weren't made of iron.

Being hit by a weight of over a thousand pounds, the fact that these two men were unharmed was a stroke of luck for both them and Liu Wenhui.

To think that these people would risk almost certain death to find a reason to cause trouble was laughable.

Liu Wenhui thought about the young man from before and suspected that he had the capability.

Because the process was too quick; the young man had only left for about ten minutes before these three came to apply for jobs.

Thinking about the other small electric vehicle companies whose livelihoods he had destroyed with counterfeit goods, Liu Wenhui couldn't find any suspects.

Given the qualities these two big men displayed, any boss with an eye for talent would treat them as precious gems, carefully nurturing them.

With these two strong men, whether as bodyguards or for debt collection, they were the best choice.

Who would let these treasures take such risks?

The more he thought about it, the less likely it seemed, but Liu Wenhui still clenched his teeth and asked, "Are you sent by that young man from before?"

If it weren't for the astonishing size of Niu Yi and Niu Er, Liu Wenhui would have already torn Qiao Yi to pieces.

"We just came to work, and then you, Liu Boss, violated the rules by making my two nephews lift heavy objects, which led to them being injured." Qiao Yi repeated his words.

"If you, Liu Boss, feel wronged, call the police!"

Liu Wenhui took out his phone and hesitated as his finger hovered over the first number.

Having been in business for many years and skilled at exploiting legal loopholes, Liu Wenhui quickly went through the entire process in his mind.

He then realized, with a sense of despair, that if he called the police and had the labor bureau and the police intervene, he would end up not only getting nothing but also having to pay for the medical expenses of these two big men.

Looking at the dirty, bruised big men, the only visible marks on their tanned skin were some bruises, which could have been caused either by the heavy objects or by their own destruction of the machines.

Liu Wenhui found it hard to imagine how strong their physical condition must be to survive being hit by a weight of over a thousand pounds.

However, in terms of regulations, Liu Wenhui didn't need to think to understand the outcome.

These three were officially recruited and had completed the onboarding procedures.

The fact that they were injured by heavy objects was undeniable, and no one would believe that someone would risk their life to cause trouble by being hit by a weight of over a thousand pounds.

The most fatal point was that the order to lift the heavy objects was given by Liu Wenhui himself, and he had given it twice.

Having two workers lift a weight that should be moved by a crane was a serious violation, and in the worst case, it could be considered a crime of endangering human life.

However, the most fatal, most fatal, most fatal point was not that Liu Wenhui had violated the rules, but that these two big men had mental issues.

Anyone could see that these two big men had mental problems. Such people were considered "incapable of recognizing and controlling their actions," and they couldn't be held legally responsible, making them more useful than an ancient immunity medal.

By hiring these two, Liu Wenhui had acknowledged that they had the ability to work and was responsible for their actions.

The surveillance cameras in the workshop could also prove that they worked harder than machines.

They were the perfect examples of self-improvement and would be ideal candidates for talent shows.

These self-improving individuals, due to the unscrupulous boss's violation of rules, were hit by a lethal weight and went into a frenzy.

People with mental issues shouldn't be provoked; this was common knowledge. They could easily be triggered and act irrationally.

Clearly, these two big men could find a plethora of medical cases that would support their actions legally.

As for the machines being destroyed, it could only be said that these two had a strong destructive power and great strength. It wasn't as if having great strength was illegal.

The hospital staff conducting the intelligence tests might even mock them from the perspective of the weak, saying that not hurting anyone was already a sign of great restraint, so what was wrong with smashing a few machines?

Having sorted out the situation, Liu Wenhui really didn't dare to make the call.

But what about the millions of dollars' worth of equipment that had been destroyed? Should he just swallow his anger?

Liu Wenhui wanted to tear these three to pieces to vent his anger, but the scattered steel and machinery on the ground told him a clear and undeniable truth.

To take on these two mentally challenged strong men, he would need ten world boxing champions, and even then, they would need titanium alloy batons.

Recalling Qiao Yi's words about them practicing martial arts since childhood and even training in iron head techniques, the fact that they survived being hit by a weight of over a thousand pounds proved how hard their heads were.

Liu Wenhui mentally increased the number of world boxing champions to twenty, each equipped with a titanium alloy baton.

Trying to reason with them and make them realize their mistakes, then asking for compensation?

Thinking about the remote and impoverished village listed on their IDs, where even rats would cry upon entering, Liu Wenhui felt even more despair.

In such a place, selling the entire village wouldn't even cover the cost of one machine.

Heaven!

Liu Wenhui clutched his head in despair. Could it be that he had done too many bad things and was now facing retribution?

Liu Wenhui was lost in thought. The production workshop was now completely ruined, and these machines, worth millions, were the result of over a decade of his ill-gotten gains. It would be extremely difficult to recover from this.

"Get out, you're fired, get out!" Liu Wenhui roared.

"Being fired without cause, you have to pay us three months' salary." Qiao Yi, not really expecting any compensation, said from behind Niu Yi and Niu Er, "We've done so much work, and you want to fire us just like that? Do you think we're made of clay?"

"In our village, no one dares to talk to us like that." Qiao Yi patted Niu Yi's bear-like waist. "My two nephews, though they don't speak much, have tempers that aren't as good as you think."

"Accountant, calculate their three months' salary..." Liu Wenhui glared at Qiao Yi, gritting his teeth.

"Boss... Boss..." A worker approached timidly, "I... I also want to resign."

"I... I also want to..."

Several more workers stepped forward. With no equipment left in the factory, they had no intention of staying to endure Liu Wenhui's anger.

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