As soon as these words were spoken, even these "workers" were shocked.
What is the concept of ten thousand yuan?
I can buy a house in Los Angeles.
Boss Song, who had been being held by Zhang Cuizhi, finally couldn't bear it any longer and started to shout:
"You guys are really asking for too much. With so many of you, that's over a hundred thousand. Do you know how much that is?"
After Boss Song finished speaking, he immediately glared at Old Six Song.
Naturally, they complained that the people he brought were not so-called workers at all, but just some ruffians.
It was obvious that they had no intention of repairing the house for the Song family. It was only after the old lady exposed their mistake and asked them to stop the work that they dared to ask for compensation for lost wages and mental damages.
This is truly unheard of.
Song Laoliu's face didn't look very good.
Those who ask for too much also feel guilty.
If they had known the Song family would react so strongly, they would have offered less money.
For a moment, almost everyone's eyes fell on Song Laoliu.
Regardless of the reason, her eyes basically never left him.
Song Laoliu's expression was vaguely unfathomable.
The scarred man behind him leaned close to Song Laoliu's ear and whispered:
"Sixth Brother, isn't this too much? Should we eat a little less?"
Song Laoliu's gaze moved around and finally fell on Song Rushuang.
Song Rushuang thought that she felt strange, and this must not be her illusion.
A gleam of light flashed in Song Laoliu's eyes.
Although it was fleeting, Song Rushuang was very sensitive and sensed a hint of something unusual.
She frowned slightly.
At the same time, she also had a vague premonition that Song Laoliu might have set his sights on her.
Sure enough, Song Rushuang's guess was correct.
After a pause, Song Laoliu immediately said:
"Even though my family still lives here, they have relatives in Kyoto. Maybe the money you ask for is just the tip of the iceberg."
Boss Song immediately asked sternly:
"Song Laoliu, what nonsense are you talking about?! Where are the Song family's relatives in Kyoto? Aren't you a member of the Song family yourself? Don't you know?"
Song Rushuang felt cold in her heart.
She thought, if Song Laoliu really considered himself a member of the Song family, would he burn down the Song family’s house?
She didn't say what she was thinking.
Compared with the furious Boss Song, Old Six Song's reaction seemed particularly relaxed.
He didn't feel any ripples in his heart because of Boss Song's targeting.
Hearing this, he just smiled and then slowly said:
"Of course it's because I'm a member of the Song family that I know the connection between the Song family and Kyoto. Mother, brother, I believe you have the ability to pay so much money."
Almost in an instant, Song Laoliu seemed to change his mind.
Rather than keeping the money in your own hands, it is better to force them to pay more money.
Maybe, he can meet the person he wants to meet.
Old Mrs. Song, who had been silent all this time, also reacted as quickly as possible.
She looked at Song Laoliu with a serious expression.
"If you want to make money from us, then I advise you to choose someone else."
Even though Old Lady Song said this, it still couldn't make Old Six Song give up this idea.
At that time, the way he looked at Old Mrs. Song was basically the same as the way he looked at his wallet.
"Mom, Ding Lan regards you as her own mother. When she got married, she should have given you a lot of betrothal gifts."
Old Mrs. Song glanced at Song Laoliu coldly.
No matter whether he realized that he was pretending or not.
"What does the marriage of the Duan family's children have to do with our Song family?"
That's ridiculous.
Firstly, it was because Song Laoliu was so whimsical that he actually longed for a sum of money that might have existed more than ten years ago; secondly, it was because Song Laoliu was so shameless.
Song Laoliu said slowly:
"Mom, you can deceive others, but can you deceive me?"
Old Mrs. Song's face turned ashen.
Song Rushuang thought, if she hadn't told the old lady in advance to try not to make Song Laoliu angry.
Otherwise, Old Mrs. Song would have started cursing a long time ago.
"No matter what you think, we have no contact with her now, so if you expect her to give you money, you are just dreaming."
Song Laoliu was not angry, but he obviously did not believe what Old Lady Song said.
"Mom, I was born by you. Don't you know who you are? Back then, you gave up even me, your own son, for an outsider like her. How could you have no contact with her now?"
Song Laoliu has his own way of convincing himself.
No matter what others say, it seems to be automatically filtered out when it reaches his ears.
He only believes what he wants to believe.
Old Mrs. Song was so angry at him that she felt a little unsteady.
Song Rushuang was quick to help the old lady.
She was really afraid that Old Lady Song would be so angry that something bad would happen to her.
However, even though the old lady looked like this, Song Laoliu seemed unable to tell that she was unwell, and still spoke without giving up:
"Mom, she's such a rich person, she wouldn't be short of hundreds of thousands of dollars. If you ask her for it, will she not give it to you?"
Old Madam Song took two deep breaths, then gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice:
"Give up, I don't have her contact information, and she won't give me any money."
Song Laoliu, who is always self-possessed and calm, also showed a crack in his expression at this moment.
He couldn't remain calm all the time.
For example, now, after he was rejected by Old Lady Song one after another.
Especially in front of so many people, he naturally felt embarrassed.
"Really?"
Song Laoliu smiled cruelly, then said in a cold voice:
"Okay, if you don't ask her for money, then these workers you've let down will have no choice but to ask you for money."
After saying that, Song Laoliu took a step back.
A few strong men seemed to have received some kind of support, and immediately surrounded them with ferocious looks.
“Give me money!”
The sound was so loud that it almost deafened everyone.
Zhang Cuizhi was naturally afraid, but at this moment, she just shrank her neck in fear, but still mustered up the courage to speak:
"I... our Song family doesn't owe you anything at all. You didn't even do anything. It's only the first day, and you've been working for less than an hour. How can there be any lost wages?"
Perhaps because her courage would gradually increase with each word she spoke, Zhang Cuizhi gritted her teeth and continued:
"Also, what's the damages? You're obviously trying to scare us!"
In short, it's just another excuse for them to rob and loot.
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