mijobooks Chapter 30 Rong-ge, you don't want to be taken as a human sacrifice, do you?
Chapter 30 Rong-ge, you don't want to be taken as a human sacrifice, do you?
Hexing Plastic Recycling Factory, its name includes the word "factory".
But when Lin Yuanshan and Tie Tou found the place, they realized that even calling it a "black workshop" was an exaggeration. The large shack made of bamboo strip walls and a tin roof was a bit of an exaggeration.
A hand-cranked shredder, a homemade coke furnace, two iron molds, a manual briquetting machine, and the tricycle that the workers mentioned smuggled waste materials through the factory's back gate every month—that was the entirety of the so-called Hexing Plastics Recycling Plant's assets.
Tie Tou received a signal from Lin Yuanshan, strode up, and slammed his hand on the iron fence.
Inside the shack, there was a man in his forties, shirtless, covered in sweat and wearing a dirty industrial apron.
Hearing the knocking, he put down the mold and called out through the fence, "Who is it? What do you want?"
"You're Ah Rong?" Lin Yuanshan walked up and offered a cigarette through the iron fence.
The man walked over, took the cigarette, but didn't light it.
He sized up Lin Yuanshan warily: "It's me. Young master, judging from your demeanor and attire, you don't seem to be here to buy dirt on me."
"Black material" refers to recycled plastic pellets made from waste plastic flowers, produced by pressing them through two iron molds inside a shed.
Logically speaking, the discarded plastic flowers coming out of the Shek Kip Mei branch should come in a variety of colors.
However, the Hexing factory clearly couldn't refine and refining the material, so it could only mix it to make the lowest quality black material, which was then sold to low-end daily necessities factories.
Lin Yuanshan didn't have time to waste words with Arong. He pointed at him and got straight to the point: "My name is Lin Yuanshan. The partner who replaced you yesterday, Lao Yu, is now the new warehouse dispatcher at the Huanghe Plastic Shixiawei branch."
"I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't know any Old Yu." A hint of panic flashed in Ah Rong's eyes. He took two steps back and walked back to the iron mold. "Sir, you've mistaken me for someone else. I have to work and can't continue serving you. Please leave."
Lin Yuanshan smiled and waved at Tie Tou: "Take down a door."
"Yes!" Tie Tou stepped forward, grabbed the iron fence, and roared in Ah Rong's terrified gaze, tearing the iron fence down with his bare hands.
Clang.
Tie Tou casually tossed the iron fence aside, clapped his hands, and moved it aside.
Lin Yuanshan stepped inside, and a strong smell of burnt plastic hit him, making him frown involuntarily: "The smell of waste being recycled at high temperatures is toxic. Aren't you going to get a mask to wear?"
"Manager Lin, do you think my environment is suitable for distributing masks?" Seeing that he couldn't stop Lin Yuanshan, Ah Rong gave up pretending.
He casually pulled up a chair from the side and sat down, lighting the cigarette Lin Yuanshan had just given him: "I heard rumors last night that Manager Yu had gotten into trouble."
Now that you've found this place, I can't escape.
In short, in this business, I'm just a small fry doing the hard work.
Every month, I receive a fixed amount of 120 yuan, while the bulk of the money is taken by Manager Yu and the other partners.
Anyway, I've already spent all my money.
Even if you arrest me, I don't have the money to compensate your factory for its losses.
After saying all this, Ah Rong adopted a nonchalant attitude, sitting in his chair and looking at Lin Yuanshan.
Lin Yuanshan looked around and said calmly, "I had a feeling before I came that this processing plant wouldn't be very big, given how little waste you get from the Shek Kip Mei branch every month."
But I never expected it to be broken to this extent.
"Sigh, it's only a few hundred dollars a month. They even think it's too much to hire just me." Ah Rong spat out a mouthful of black saliva.
Lin Yuanshan nodded: "Just you alone, can you handle all these guys?"
Although surprised that Lin Yuanshan didn't call the big guy who had just dismantled the door to take him to the police station, Ah Rong cherished the opportunity to enjoy more freedom: "Before I limped, I was a workshop foreman at Hesheng Plastics Factory."
However, my former employer was not as kind as Boss Li.
When he saw that I was useless, he fired me.
So, let alone waste recycling, I understand the entire process and machinery, even for genuine products. The only drawback is that I lack the physical strength to produce large quantities by myself.
Tie Tou snorted: "You're lying! If you really understood the entire production process of plastic flowers, you would never be short of factories hiring you as a master craftsman."
Even if you have a limp, it doesn't matter.
At the very least, you can fix machines.
Ah Rong's mouth moved, but he turned his head and didn't say anything.
Lin Yuanshan knew there must be other reasons behind this.
Stopping Tie Tou, who was about to mock Ah Rong, Lin Yuanshan took out a pen and paper and quickly wrote down some words: "This is my residence. I'm short-staffed right now. If you're willing to work for me, come find me here at eight o'clock tonight."
Lin Yuanshan tore off a page, placed it on the worktable beside him, and then left with Tie Tou.
Ah Rong chased after him in surprise: "You...you're not going to arrest me?"
"Arrest? Why would I arrest you? If anyone's going to arrest you, it'll be the police. But speaking of arrests, you really should be careful." Lin Yuanshan stopped and smiled meaningfully, "Recently, all the police stations in the districts have been pushing to increase their crime-solving rates. You might get implicated by Lao Yu and be taken down by the plainclothes team."
After saying this, Lin Yuanshan didn't linger and led Tie Tou back the way they came.
The factory has a lunch break of only one hour.
The two walked from the branch factory, a round trip that takes half an hour.
The conversation just took about ten minutes. If we walk quickly, we can grab something to eat for lunch when we get back.
Not to mention that after Lin Yuanshan left, Ah Rong was filled with anxiety and couldn't concentrate on anything all afternoon.
Meanwhile, on the way back, Tie Tou was full of confusion. He wanted to speak several times, but he was afraid that Young Master Yuan would scold him for talking too much.
Lin Yuanshan felt uncomfortable under the guy's gaze. When they returned to the factory and were about to part ways, he simply asked Tie Tou if there was anything else he wanted to say.
"Young Master Yuan, that Ah Rong is definitely hiding something from you. I don't think we can use him." Tie Tou looked at Lin Yuanshan seriously.
Lin Yuanshan waved his hand and walked into the factory gate: "Can you make plastics? No, right? Besides, even someone like Lao Yu can handle him, so how could I, Lin Yuanshan, be inferior to Lao Yu? Brother Ironhead, everyone has their little secrets."
If every job required a clean record, we probably wouldn't be able to find anyone even after a year. Besides, you're here to keep an eye on things for me, aren't you?
Tie Tou thought about it and agreed: "Hmm, then I'll keep a close eye on that cripple for Young Master Yuan. He'd better not cause any trouble, otherwise, I'll crush his head!"
At the same time.
The detective's office, second floor, Sham Shui Po Police Station.
Lei Luo was in his office, flipping through a case register. Two detectives stood in front of him, their chests puffed out and their expressions very serious.
"The foreigners have gone mad, they've suddenly reduced so many targets."
Yesterday, I bought 30 heads from the Walled City. I'll take full responsibility for that money.
I guarantee that it won't be assigned to you.
But you go and tell the men down there that they must help me share the burden.
"As for the remaining 20 heads, I don't care how you get them, even if you have to go out and grab them from the streets, you have to get them all!"