PFC Chapter 343 Whoever feeds me is my mother
Chapter 343 Whoever feeds me is my mother
Being verbally abused so harshly was unacceptable to Cao Wenxuan, an intellectual, and his face turned bright red.
Of course he didn't want to compensate the workers. Why should he compensate them if he wanted to leave? Besides, what did it matter to him whether the workers lived or died? That was the government's responsibility. If they couldn't afford to eat, they should go to the government themselves. He was a businessman who pursued maximum profit.
"If a company doesn't have money, how can it provide compensation or pay wages?"
"Damn it, that son of a bitch is acting like a scoundrel again!" Qi Tongwei was furious.
"What kind of boss are you if you don't have money? As long as you don't use your wife's power to threaten others, there are plenty of people willing to take over the Fuxing herbal tea brand. Am I right?"
Of course it's correct. Given Fuxing herbal tea's influence in eastern Guangdong, any boss would be willing to take it over. Cao Wenxuan was also snatched away.
This completely tore away Cao Wenxuan's hypocritical facade and struck at his filthy soul.
“I don’t want to talk to you. You have no right to arrest me. Even if there is an investigation, it’s my responsibility to cooperate with government departments, and it has nothing to do with the police station.”
Qi Tongwei suddenly laughed, "Cao Wenxuan, I heard you're an intellectual. Aren't people like you always talented but unappreciated? Why don't you go abroad? You can hire a team of lawyers to defend you, and do whatever you want. There's the kind of freedom people like you crave abroad."
Cao Wenxuan could tell that Qi Tongwei was deliberately mocking him in a sarcastic way. Foreign countries wanted scientific research talents, and they didn't even value a foreigner like him who studied literature. He could only find a sense of existence by staying in China and publishing some democratic and freedom articles that foreigners shouted loudly.
Of course, this group of intellectuals formed a vested interest group, cheering for foreigners on one hand and enjoying the respect the country showed to intellectuals on the other. They were eating from both sides and getting a win-win situation, so they were very happy.
Cao Wenxuan was so angry he felt like a scholar encountering a soldier.
"It's because of police officers like you that the rule of law is progressing so slowly. Developed countries are all governed by the rule of law; they can refuse to answer any questions without a lawyer present."
Qi Tongwei burst out laughing, staring at Cao Wenxuan as if he were a clown.
"Let's go back to the question we just discussed. Since you yearn so much for your spiritual homeland, why are you still staying in China? It shouldn't be difficult for you to leave, right?"
Cao Wenxuan certainly couldn't admit that he was clinging to Chenjiazhai's coattails. He believed that as long as he got Fuxing herbal tea listed on the stock market, he could easily become a billionaire and then take the money and leave.
If he goes out now, he might not be able to find a job. He can't exactly wash dishes, can he?
"I can leave or stay as I please; that's my personal freedom. What's wrong with pointing out problems?"
Qi Tongwei found it laughable. "Intellectuals like you, who lack a national stance, are best at spouting high-sounding rhetoric. Making money is your own skill, but not making money is due to social injustice and a lack of freedom."
"Once you go abroad, you're eager to show your loyalty to foreigners, and the first thing you do is curse the motherland that gave you birth and raised you, isn't that right?"
It was another close-range attack, and that was indeed what Cao Wenxuan was thinking, but being so bluntly exposed still made him feel a little embarrassed.
"Your narrow-minded thinking will only hinder the progress of the country. As an independent individual, I can choose to live in any country in the world."
"Only by learning from developed countries can we catch up as soon as possible. What modern technology didn't come from abroad? Reform and opening up is the best example. Only by comprehensively learning from the Western market economy and making everything market-led can we make the right choice. Do you understand?"
The West is a completely market economy. Hearing this, Qi Tongwei wanted to laugh. Indeed, working three jobs a day, with each job lasting no more than eight hours, complies with labor laws.
Selling blood is taxed, you can only raise four chickens, and student loans are like usurious loans—you could pay them off until you die.
Damn it, there's another thing that Qi Tongwei can't understand the most: since it's private land, why do he have to pay property tax every year for the house he built?
"I bet you, a half-baked economist, also want to sell off all state-owned enterprises and allow foreigners to bring in money to control the country's energy, communications, electricity, banks, railways, food, and water resources. Am I right?"
Cao Wenxuan really thought so. Since it was a market economy, state-owned enterprises should not be allowed to exist. But after hearing what Qi Tongwei said, if everything was controlled by foreigners, wouldn't that lead to the downfall of the country? It seemed a bit wrong. But then he thought, since we want to integrate into developed Western countries, this is how it should be. It's just a different division of labor.
"With global division of labor, each country should just do what it does best. You shouldn't always be so hostile to the West."
Qi Tongwei couldn't help but applaud. He wondered if this kind of person was genuinely stupid or just pretending.
"If I don't want to just make pants to trade for airplanes, I want to make pants too, I want to make big airplanes too, I want to use high-tech patents to reap the rewards from the whole world."
"If that day comes, will developed Western countries still talk to me about market economy and the spirit of contracts?"
Cao Wenxuan didn't believe that China's technology could surpass that of the West. He only felt that Qi Tongwei was blindly arrogant and that his pathetic pride was the cause of his failure to understand the strength of the West.
If even a behemoth as powerful as the Soviet Union collapsed, any country that dares to challenge the United States is simply overestimating its own strength, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The Gulf War is the best example of this.
"Young man, you're still too young. Besides your enthusiasm, you can't help the country in any way. Your actions are only tarnishing the rule of law in our country. I advise you to release me immediately."
As a time traveler from the future, Qi Tongwei couldn't help but laugh; he simply couldn't hold it in.
"You're the kind of person who'll blindly follow whoever feeds them. The country's development won't rely on you anyway. I doubt that in developed Western countries, people would go six months without getting paid."
Cao Wenxuan knew it was wrong not to pay wages. Since there was power to suppress workers' resistance, why didn't he do it? He could ignore anything that benefited him, which was a clear example of double standards.
"I'll say it again, I will cooperate with the relevant departments in their investigation. I haven't broken the law, you have no right to interrogate me."
Qi Tongwei decided to be frank, "I just want to tell you a fact: you can use your connections in Chenjiazhai to withhold wages from your workers, and I can also rely on the support of the Public Security Bureau Chief to interrogate you at will."
"I'm sure your wife, Chen Wenru, has used her connections at the police station to intimidate the workers quite a bit over the past six months."
These words were so blunt that Lan Ying and Wu Dali were somewhat hesitant to listen.
Cao Wenxuan was dissatisfied with privileges, but he felt no psychological pressure when using them, only regretting that he wasn't the one wielding them.
"Slander! That's all slander! I strictly abide by laws and regulations in my business dealings and have never used connections. My wife is a conscientious police officer; she is more cultured and moral than you and would never use her power to bully the weak."