Wu Jianren honestly didn't take Ma Qiang and the others seriously at all.
He wasn't a child, so he didn't care about threatening words.
In fact, he was just playing psychological games, guessing that this bunch of kids was just causing a stir.
Sue him? They probably didn't even know the arbitration committee, let alone where the labor bureau was. What was there to fear?
If they didn't sue, he would save a sum of money!
If they did sue, he would honestly pay what he should.
That nonsense about having connections was just bluster, meant to scare children.
Indeed, every time Wu Jianren met with them, he would boast about how influential he was, claiming to know which leaders and so forth, merely to frighten them.
In his small factory, with just twenty or thirty employees, Wu Jianren felt quite in control.
The glass factory was far from a good place; it was bad for one's health to begin with, and minor injuries were constant and ignored.
