After hanging up the phone, Liu Wei hurried towards the sales office.

As a result, from a distance, I saw that the open space outside the sales office was full of white banners.

It says:

"Where is the conscience of this huge company, Jincheng, which is black-hearted and defrauds migrant workers?"

"Stopped work for no reason, showed dishonesty, and returned the owner's hard-earned money."

“Check out, check out, check out!”

He pulled the car over to the side of the road and rushed into the sales office while no one was paying attention.

"Sister Hua, what on earth is going on?"

"Brother Wei, you're finally here. All the migrant workers on the project left last night, and they happened to be seen by a passing property owner.

Out of curiosity, he asked a few questions and learned that these people had no choice but to go to Qingsong Human Resources to find work because they could not get paid.

They suspected there was a problem with our funding chain and were worried the project would be abandoned, so they called the other owners over to get an explanation.”

Even though Liu Wei was used to storms, he was still a little dumbfounded at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Brother Wei, where are you going?"

"Where else can we go? Of course, we should negotiate with the owners."

"It's no use. I just went there, but they didn't listen at all and even beat Xiao Wang up."

Liu Wei stopped in his tracks and asked, "Xiao Wang was beaten?"

"Yes, there are only two ways to solve the problem now."

"What method?"

"First, refund the rent."

"What about the second one?" Liu Wei asked hurriedly.

Liu Wei, who knows the real estate operation model, knows better than anyone that it is impossible to get a refund for the room return.

"Call the workers back and resume work immediately!"