Guilt by Association

"Do you know why they hit someone?"

"I don't know! A technician from Workshop 8 called our technical group just now, so I hurried over to report it to you."

"A technician called you?"

Li Ye found that strange. By rights, for something like a fight, shouldn't the workshop director have reported directly to the two factory directors? Why was a technician raising the alarm?

But when Li Ye called Workshop 8, no one answered.

"Forget it, Old Lu. Let's drive over there right away."

The Hydraulic Equipment Factory was not far from the First Branch Factory anyway. With a heavy foot on the gas, they would be there in five or six minutes.

After Wen Leyu invested in the Hydraulic Equipment Factory, she had built many modern workshops, and then Li Ye had "used public office for private gain" by leasing quite a few of them.

Workshop 8, where the trouble had broken out, was responsible for assembling vehicle chassis. It installed chassis components such as engines, gearboxes, vehicle axles, and wheel hubs onto vehicle frames. Most of its workers held frontline positions.

The frontline workers at the First Branch Factory received position allowances, performance allowances, and overtime allowances, making them the highest-paid group in the factory. That was why Li Ye could not figure out all the way there why Workshop 8's workers had hit someone over wages.

When Li Ye's car pulled straight up to Workshop 8's entrance, he found the situation rather complicated. All the College and Technical School Students interning at the First Branch Factory were there, clearly gathered into one faction as they argued and faced off against Workshop 8's workers.

Li Ye asked Xiao Zhu helplessly, "Didn't the caller say anything about this having to do with the interns?"

Xiao Zhu replied woodenly,