"Oh, mother, do you really believe it?"
Liu Yafang was too embarrassed to cry, and wiped her face with the palm of her hand: "Go to your construction site and take a look, your uncle is going to make a scene."
Bi Yue immediately panicked. Yes, their wages had been delayed for three days, and Tang Aihua was going crazy. The workers were bound to cause trouble, perhaps even go on strike!
Without even bothering to notice Liu Yafang's strange expression, she picked up her bag and left.
Liu Fenghe was mobilizing people again with a loud speaker, and after discussing with his wife last night, he had another big announcement to make:
"My fellow workers, young and old, some came from Zhaojiatun, and some came from far away villages through relatives.
My niece and our Moon Bay are in trouble and we can't pay their salaries. Everyone knows about it, so I won't hide it anymore.
Although my position is not as high as Vice President Tang's, I am being generous for once.
I am her uncle Bi Yue. They say that the mother's uncle is the most important. I dare to say that for my niece. I will not owe Huang anything. I will not give her less than a penny. She will definitely give it to me!"
Some workers shouted, "Foreman Liu, stop wasting time and get to work!"
Liu Fenghe, with a smile on his face, shouted through a loud speaker: "I'm afraid you'll get upset!"
At this time, Bi Yue's gray car stopped on the side of the road, and she heard the shouting from a distance.
The workers shouted simply: "Just provide food, don't let it run out!"
Tang Aihua said, "If anyone needs money for an emergency at home, you can come to me and get an advance."
Bi Yue knew that the account had been cleared long ago, and Tang Aihua probably said that in order to use his annual salary to make up for it. This deputy was dedicated to his career.
Liu Fenghe was still muttering on the loud speaker:
"My wife runs a small shop, and brothers, you can smoke and get cigarettes, drink and get alcohol, and toilet paper and other things for free. It's open for free. We can hold on for as long as we can. Let's all work together to get through this difficult time!"
Bi Yue looked up at the high-rise building that was about to be topped out, tears streaming down her face.
She started with the purchase of land and the fights she had with her mother.
She was like a newbie, running up and down the stairs to get those documents, holding her belly and running around to make connections.
She was about to give birth, her legs were swollen to death, and she was dressed like a bucket, from spring all the way to the coldest days of winter.
She couldn't pay her employees and was about to sell her house, but her fellow villagers still believed in her.
Moon Bay, her other child.
How could anyone sell their children? Selling them would be unfair to these young men and women who came to the city to work and make a fortune.
Bi Yue wiped away her tears quickly.
Scolding himself:
Why are you crying? Bi Yue, you're a time traveler. When you're faced with a storm, you're just going to sell your house and land? Is that all you can do?
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