Be the first thing a Taoist priest does

At eight o'clock in the morning, workers were flowing in an endless stream. One team went out from the gate, and another team came in from the outside.

Mike was sitting by the inspection table, yawning continuously. He had played too late last night. It turned out that indeed, some things are more moderate when two people cooperate.

Even so, he was like a lion that hadn't woken up properly. Just one glare from him could make others feel scared.

Lack of sleep always made people feel irritable, so Mike's voice also became a bit louder, especially when someone patted him on the shoulder.

He suddenly turned around and found that Yin Xiu was standing beside him with a smile. His irritable mood was immediately reduced by half.

"Yin Xiu! You haven't come to work for two days. I thought you had run away!"

"I took a leave of absence. What are you worried about?"

Mike couldn't help but curse, "We only get two days off a month, and you took both of them at once. You'll be fined for this."

"Don't worry. Mr. Luigi is a very kind person. How could he fine people casually?"

"He won't." Mike scratched his head. "But Li Yuanliang will. You know that guy is a sycophant. As long as Mr. Luigi smiles at him, that guy will be so happy that he won't even eat dinner at night."

"Don't worry. Things are different now."

Yin Xiu patted him on the shoulder to show that he understood.

Li Yuanliang's character had nothing to do with his name. As a team leader in Luigi Machinery Factory, he was diligent and dedicated to exploiting the Chinese workers in the factory.

He had a group of thugs under his command, gathered from various places. Unlike Mike, these foreign supervisors who only worked four hours a day, they almost stayed in the factory all day long, just not doing the same work as other workers.

Yin Xiu walked in with the morning shift workers. After walking only a few steps, he was spotted by Li Yuanliang in the crowd.

Somehow, this guy always had an attitude of dissatisfaction and resentment towards Yin Xiu.

"Stop!"

With a shout from Li Yuanliang, several lackeys behind him skillfully followed.

"Yin Xiu!" Li Yuanliang glared at him. "You took two days of leave. According to the factory's rules, you can't take two consecutive days off. Don't you know that?"

Yin Xiu nodded, "I know."

Seeing that his attitude seemed rather "sincere" and not as indifferent as usual, Li Yuanliang also put on a gentle smile.

"Anyway, you've still delayed the factory's production. It makes things very difficult for me."

"Difficult?"

Yin Xiu smiled and took out a letter from his pocket. "This is my resignation letter. Please give it to Mr. Luigi, or to anyone in charge."

Li Yuanliang also laughed. The flesh on his face almost piled up together, revealing several decayed molars due to eating too much sugar.

"Are you still not awake?"

"I didn't sleep well, but I'm awake now."

Li Yuanliang had a cold expression and suppressed the urge to slap him. As a high-level "tool" in the factory, even if he was extremely angry, he shouldn't damage Yin Xiu and affect the progress.

Taking a deep breath, he said, "Yin Xiu, you have no capital to bargain. According to the factory's contract, if we don't fire you, you can't go anywhere."

"Then will you fire me?"

"No."

Li Yuanliang showed a triumphant smile.

"Mr. Luigi values you very much. Even if you didn't come to work for two days, he won't blame you. At most, you'll just have to pay a fine."

"But if you don't know what's good for you, I don't mind teaching you a lesson on his behalf." Li Yuanliang cracked his knuckles, and the joints made a cracking sound. The other thugs also formed a circle and surrounded Yin Xiu.

A vacuum zone suddenly appeared in the busy flow of people. The workers dodged one after another, either lowering their heads and speeding up their pace or standing farther away to watch the excitement, and occasionally discussing with the people beside them.

Yin Xiu ignored them and just took out another thing from his pocket—his new ID card.

"A Taoist priest!?"

Li Yuanliang was stunned for a moment and instinctively looked at the lackeys beside him.

After confirming that Yin Xiu hadn't bought a fake identity from Temple Street to deceive him, Li Yuanliang's tone softened a bit.

"Brother Yin, congratulations! I said you're not an ordinary person. You got rid of your status as a slave laborer in less than a year and rose to a high position all at once!"

He put his arm around Yin Xiu's shoulder and was very enthusiastic. "But you've worked here for such a long time. As the old saying goes, it's better to stick to what you know than to start something new. Why don't you not be impulsive and we can sit down and have a good chat?"

Yin Xiu glanced at him. "I remember that if we want to have a good chat, we should talk to the Human Resources Department, right?"

The people from the Human Resources Department aren't here today."

Yin Xiu moved his shoulder. "Then should I go directly to Mr. Luigi?"

Li Yuanliang's face turned cold, and he withdrew the hand that was on Yin Xiu's shoulder.

"Yin, are you trying to break off the relationship with me? You're just a Taoist priest, not a member of those guilds. You'd better think carefully. Now, will you sit down and talk to me?"

"Talk to you?" Yin Xiu glanced at him. "Do you have some misunderstanding about your own identity?"

Li Yuanliang's face turned red immediately. He looked around. More and more workers who were attracted by the commotion were gathering, all waiting to see how the situation would develop.

Suddenly, Li Yuanliang noticed that Mike was also looking in their direction, and his tall figure stood out in the crowd.

[Mr. Mike is looking at me...]

Somehow, a burst of courage welled up in him. He grabbed Yin Xiu's sleeve and said with a forced smile, "Let's go to the warehouse and have a chat?"

Even for the most valuable tool, when it needs to be adjusted, whether it's a wrench or a screwdriver, one should not hesitate to use them, just to make that tool function properly again.

And the warehouse was exactly the place where he often "fixed" people.

Yin Xiu didn't resist and let these people lead him into the warehouse.

Seeing this, the other workers just shook their heads. No one dared to get closer. Only Mike swaggered to the door of the warehouse and peeked inside.

In just a short while, Li Yuanliang and the others were lying on the ground, covering various parts of their bodies and moaning continuously.

Li Yuanliang never expected that, with their superior numbers, they would all end up on the ground in just a few moves.

He used to only know that Yin Xiu was good at repairing machines. He didn't expect that he was also skilled at "repairing" people, and his strength was much stronger than when he was tightening screws.

Presumably, Yin Xiu hated him especially, because he even stepped on him a few more times, making him miserable.

Just as he was rolling on the ground, he caught a glimpse of Mike standing at the door, showing one of his brown eyes.

Li Yuanliang suddenly felt a glimmer of hope and looked at this tall, red-haired supervisor who was known for his ruthless methods.

"Mr. Mike! Help! This kid has gone crazy! He even hit me!"

His shouting made Yin Xiu kick him a few more times in the face, and a clear shoe print appeared on his head.

Mike still stood there without moving.

This made Li Yuanliang feel even more desperate.

"Mr. Mike, Mr. Mike! Why are you just standing there and watching? Aren't we colleagues who love and cooperate with each other..."