"Old Zha, why are you so filthy?" Chen Yu scolded Zhaxi Dawa with a look of disgust.
Then he looked at Zhang Jianping and said, "Old Zhang, you can't blame my bodyguard for this. We're all civilized people. How could you spit on the ground like that? I won't allow such uncivilized behavior on my construction site. Be more careful next time!"
"Mr. Chen, are you alright?" Qiao Meng, who had just been frightened, finally came to her senses.
She grabbed the microphone that had just fallen to the ground and walked over to Chen Yu, asking him with concern.
The cameraman then focused the lens on a close-up of Chen Yu.
"I'm fine." Chen Yu smiled, then turned to the workers who were watching and said, "Everyone, let's continue working. It's just a small incident. Don't let it affect our construction progress."
"President Chen, this person must be dealt with seriously!"
"Yes, how could this bastard have the heart to harm a great philanthropist like President Chen? He's an animal!"
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The workers began to denounce Zhang Jianping, and some even rolled up their sleeves, ready to go and teach him a lesson.
They weren't just pretending to curry favor with Chen Yu; their anger was genuine.
After all, working for Chen Yu not only earns them double wages, but even if the construction site works around the clock every day, they are guaranteed 16 hours of rest.
In other words, they only work 8 hours a day, which is much less than their previous working hours.
They do little work but get paid a lot. When have they ever received such treatment?
If Chen Yu is beaten to death by Zhang Jianping, where will they find such an easy job?
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