They gritted their teeth, hating Old Master Zhao intensely, and regretting their eagerness to work and their carelessness in falling into the trap set by the old man.
Why didn't they realize back then that no one would sign a job contract at home without any prior investigation?
Old man Zhao, with a mix of scolding and coaxing, managed to trick them into signing the papers...
They certainly remembered the word count for breach of contract, which was three times their annual salary. They could come up with a thousand yuan or so, but the problem was, how much would it cost for such a large group of people?
The Zhao family members exchanged glances, their faces grim. "Is there any way we can salvage this?"
"Impossible. The old man went to great lengths to get us to sign, did he think it was just to see us beg him? Would he stop until he saw us suffer and regret it?"
"I've never seen such a heartless patriarch as Grandpa!"
Zhao Fanghua clenched her fists, feeling the sun overhead was blinding her. Why was life so difficult?
She just wants to live a more dignified life, marry into a family of equal social standing, and live a peaceful and stable life. Is that not allowed?
"Uncle, Aunt, Uncle, Auntie, let's go back to work. I think Grandpa is obsessed right now, thinking that living in a nursing home is comfortable. Once his novelty wears off, he'll start to think of us."
She said it in a light, airy voice.
The Zhao family members were startled, and they all understood what she meant.
That's right. Although the old man didn't like them much before, he didn't hate them to the point of kicking them out to suffer.
The old man has changed so much now, he must think he has a backup plan and can live out his old age peacefully by himself in a nursing home.
However, after seeing many such institutions, no matter how well they speak, time will tell. Only then will the old man realize that home is still the most comfortable place.
They seemed to have found their target, gritting their teeth and preparing to see just how this nursing home would torment them!
The old gatekeeper watched them return obediently and didn't provoke them further. He simply instructed them, "Clean up the factory buildings, and I'll arrange other tasks for you."
"Although the salary is paid monthly, the work is too fragmented now. Some people do a lot of work and some people do less work. It seems unfair that the salary is the same for everyone."
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